A Tale of Encounters with Immortals: A Peach Blossom Temple in the Martial World

This Taoist priest is definitely a talent.

Zhang Zhengdao believes that whether in ancient or modern times, there are many talented people who occasionally emerge, surprising and dazzling you.

Business is booming over there, but business is slow here.

We need to unleash our ultimate move.

"Hey sir...did your dog go missing today?...No? That can't be, a big yellow dog...Did you add some food to your meal? Hey, don't go!"

"Brother, you have such a distinguished air about you. Do you want to get a good ranking in this year's competition? I guarantee you... Don't go, it really works..."

"Lady, congratulations! You're having a son... No, you're not married yet, you're pregnant out of wedlock... Ouch, don't hit me..."

……

Zhang Zhengdao was exhausted.

There are a lot of people at the temple fair, but with so many people, my business is doing terribly.

"Pah, you damn liar!"

Zhang Zhengdao spat towards his fellow travelers and decided to change locations. He couldn't get anything done like this; he was hoping to meet a wealthy person so he could beg for alms.

Lingzhou City is a large city. Besides the temple fair, there are many lively places, such as Anpingfang, a place with entertainment venues and a food street.

Zhang Zhengdao felt that people who could afford to come here to have fun were all well-off.

I went to the temple fair because I saw a lot of people, so I took the popular route.

Moving the venue to Anpingfang now is a move towards the high-end market, precisely targeting high-end players.

The most eye-catching place in Anpingfang is a landmark building, a massive four-story structure that stands out like a crane among chickens.

Even just looking at the outside, it appears magnificent and opulent.

The main entrance is marked with three large, eye-catching characters: “Hongxiuzhao”.

Zhang Zhengdao was someone who had been to clubs before. Whenever he saw names like "Red Romance," "Azure Sea and Sky," or "Royal Jade Pavilion," he could immediately think of performance art in the service industry.

So my first reaction upon seeing these three characters was that this was a brothel.

It was indeed a brothel.

Zhang Zhengdao would never go to a brothel. The more luxurious and magnificent the decoration of a club, the higher the cost will be.

With that money, I'd rather go back to the Taoist temple, where Fairy Butterfly pours wine, Guo Lanying plays music, and Shu Baimei dances.

Next to the red sleeves, the stall was set up.

The signboard has been changed, and the writing is more down-to-earth.

"A celestial hand can cure all diseases; a divine skill can make one's penis never fall."

Sure enough, less than half an incense stick's time after the sign was erected, a customer wearing a turban and a long robe came over from the clinic next to the Red Sleeve Pavilion. Zhang Zhengdao liked customers who were not young, mostly in their twenties.

Generally speaking, they are rich young men who spend money lavishly.

"You are polite, Taoist priest!"

The young master bowed.

"Greetings, esteemed guest!"

Zhang Zhengdao returned the greeting.

"Is this... really true?" The young master pointed at Zhang Zhengdao's signboard.

"No cure, no money back!"

Having learned the essence of his peers, Zhang Zhengdao immediately patted his chest and said.

"Can it be answered?"

The young master is also cautious, perhaps because he has taken too much medicine and developed drug resistance, making him somewhat distrustful of medication.

"That's natural."

Zhang Zhengdao said.

"However... I think the person in need doesn't have a hidden physical ailment, but rather something has happened at home?"

Upon hearing this, the young man's eyes widened immediately.

"Master, how did you figure that out?"

Zhang Zhengdao stroked his beard and smiled: "A terrestrial immortal who can change fate and destiny, capable of anything."

The young man hurriedly bowed and begged, "Master, you must save my son."

Zhang Zhengdao half-closed his eyes, did some calculations with his fingers, and couldn't help but frown: "According to the numerology, your son is healthy and free from illness and disaster, but he has a good destiny. A Buddha is about to be born into a noble family."

The young man was shocked and quickly grabbed Zhang Zhengdao's hand: "Master, your predictions are truly divine... What should we do? I'd rather not have a Buddha. Our He family needs a son to carry on the family line. We've been married for six years, and this is our only son..."

Zhang Zhengdao: ...

This young man looks to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, and his child... is four years old?

Looking at myself, I'm already over twenty, and I'm still struggling for the Taoist temple and my future life.

"Come on, let's go to my house first, and I'll tell you all about it along the way."

The young man invited Zhang Zhengdao to his home.

They talked about the whole story along the way.

The young man was named He Zhongzheng, and he came from a well-known wealthy family in Lingzhou Prefecture. However, there was one problem: the He family had only one son for three generations. In his generation, it was also a single-son lineage, and he only had one son.

But when the son was four years old, he was playing in the street with his mother and the maids when they met an old monk. The old monk immediately told He Zhongzheng's wife that the child was a blessed person. He even touched the child's head and said that he had a connection with Buddha.

The lady was unhappy at the time and left with the child.

The old monk said that he would come to take the Buddhist disciple back after the disciple had awakened his innate wisdom.

Who knew that after the child returned home, he started to read some Buddhist books, and later he often asked his family to take him to the largest Buddhist temple in Lingzhou City to burn incense and chat with the monks. His words, actions and gestures were just like those of a monk.

He talks a lot about past and future lives and the emptiness of the four elements.

The entire household was terrified.

From the elderly patriarch and matriarch to the wet nurses, servants, and maids who cared for the children, the old folks feared their lineage would end, and the servants feared losing their jobs.

The temple definitely won't let you go.

I put away all the books related to monks and Buddhist scriptures in the house so that the child wouldn't see them.

To everyone's surprise, this child could recite scriptures without even reading books.

The Diamond Sutra he recited was exactly the same as the one in the book.

This is outrageous!

How can a four-year-old child be so intelligent?

But the more intelligent someone is, the harder they are to accept. He Zhongzheng had reached the point of desperate measures.

Zhang Zhengdao asked, "Do you recognize that old monk?"

"I don't know where this wild monk came from," He Zhongzheng said angrily, gritting his teeth. He believed that all of this was the work of that old monk.

"Let's go and have a look!"

If what they say is true, then it's truly amazing.

Since Zhang Zhengdao came to this world, he has encountered many absurd things, but most of them have nothing to do with gods or monsters.

Now there's this amazing thing that relates to past lives, reincarnation, and rebirth.

I am eager to see this child.

Following He Zhongzheng to the He residence, it was indeed a grand and imposing house; even the surrounding walls and courtyards were much more impressive. Upon entering, they were led directly to the back courtyard, where they asked the old woman who came out to greet them, "Is He Xiuyuan in his room?"

The old woman said, "I'm meditating in my room."

Then, upon entering the courtyard, one sees a cute little boy sitting cross-legged on a bench, his hands resting on his knees, forming a mudra. Upon seeing someone enter, he opens his eyes.

She relaxed from her previous posture, stood up, bowed, and said solemnly and earnestly, "Greetings, Father!"

"I've met the Taoist priest!"

They were quite polite.

"I've invited a Taoist priest to take a look at you!" He Zhongzheng beckoned him over.

The little boy didn't resist and obediently came over. After bowing to Zhang Zhengdao, he stood beside him and asked, "Should we use the four diagnostic methods of observation, listening, questioning, and palpation?"

It seems he sees doctors quite often.

"unnecessary!"

Zhang Zhengdao carefully examined the child. A wisp of primordial purple energy rose from the golden core and slowly coiled around the child's brow.

He sensed something different about this child from the very first glance.

In ordinary people, the ancestral aperture usually shows no fluctuations.

However, the child's ancestral aperture seemed to be surrounded by a radiant glow. The ancestral aperture is the location of the spirit within a person. The appearance of this glow indicates that the child is truly intelligent and possesses a spiritual awakening.

Is there really such a thing as reincarnation?

Zhang Zhengdao used the Primordial Purple Qi to stir the wisp of light in the child's ancestral aperture. Instantly, the light radiated from the ancestral aperture, as if it were about to soar into the sky.

"Ah—" the child cried out, his brow furrowing, "It hurts!"

He stopped, withdrew the Primordial Purple Qi, and frowned.

This radiance is a bit unorthodox.

The relationship with the child's grandfather was not very harmonious; he seemed like an outsider.

A small portion has been integrated, but the majority remains unintegrated.

"Does the Taoist priest have a solution?" He Zhongzheng saw that the Taoist priest had only glanced at his son, and his son had already felt a headache. Clearly, this Taoist priest was truly capable.

Some couldn't wait to ask, "No matter how much it costs, I'm willing to donate it to the Taoist Ancestor to pray for my child's well-being."

The child glanced at his father, then clasped his hands together and said, "Father, I am destined to serve Buddha in this life."

Look, is this something a four-year-old child would say?

Zhang Zhengdao was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

This is a four-year-old boy who has just started kindergarten!

What were you doing when you were in kindergarten?

Looking at the child, Zhang Zhengdao actually had a kind and benevolent expression, almost like he was praying to Buddha.

"Have you taken your medicine?"

This question was directed at He Zhongzheng.

He Zhongzheng nodded and sighed: "I don't know how many famous doctors we've seen, but none of them have worked, but we dare not stop the medication."

Zhang Zhengdao had a plan in mind.