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

"Damn it, whose bird is this big? I'll stew it for you sooner or later."

The old man couldn't turn over, but he was stubborn!

With a "flutter," the large bird landed, almost as tall as a person.

The woman in black's mouth formed an "O".

Outrageous!

Outrageous!

A talisman that turns into a little bird is all it takes.

It went out for a while and grew so big, and even brought someone back with it.

It's one thing to steal someone, but to steal one's own superior, one of the ten elders of the Innate Realm, is even worse!

Are innate masters so worthless and weak now?

"return!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Zhengdao caused the large bird to flutter and transform into a small bird, which then flew up and landed on Zhang Zhengdao's palm, turning back into a talisman.

He put the talisman into his pocket and looked at the little wench in black.

"I said!"

Before Zhang Zhengdao could speak, the woman in black spoke up.

This is heresy! Death isn't scary; what's scary is suffering in hell after death, never to be reborn. I just heard someone from this heresy say that.

The reason why evil paths are evil is mainly because they do things without any rules, and they do whatever it takes to torture people.

Ah, if only I had met a truly virtuous person.

The woman in black regretted taking the job.

"My name is Qin Honglian, and I was born in a small mountain village in Qingzhou..."

"Tell the important point!"

"I am an assassin from a branch of the Lotus Sect. They call me Nightingale, which is my code name. The reason I am called Nightingale is mainly because I like to wear black night clothes and I am also very good at light-footed skills. They think the title Nightingale suits me well, but I don't think so myself. My greatest skill is using sleeping pills to make my client... no, my assassination target, commit suicide in a hallucinatory state, thus achieving the perfect assassination effect..."

Watma—

Zhang Zhengdao slapped her on the back of the head.

"I told you to get to the point, I told you to get to the point, why are you wasting so much time talking? Who told you to introduce yourself? I didn't even like you..."

"I...I'm nervous..."

The woman in black froze, her thighs clenched together, and she trembled a few times.

A strong smell immediately wafted over.

Zhang Zhengdao was shocked.

"Waaah..." The woman in black plopped down on the ground.

What a smart woman! She knows that if she sits down like this, she won't embarrass herself.

Scared of urine!

"Nightingale, you're dead!"

The old man, though unable to move, couldn't stop him from continuing to be stubborn!

Zhang Zhengdao asked, "Why did you attack me?"

“You…you went to He Zhongzheng’s house and even met He Xiuyuan. Moreover, you almost shattered the wisdom of your past life in He Xiuyuan’s mind, so the elder said he had to get rid of you.”

Sitting down on the ground and feeling the earth's warmth, the woman in black calmed down a bit, and her speech became more coherent.

"Nightingale, shut up—"

The old man was stubborn +3

Zhang Zhengdao squatted down and looked at the old man.

"You want to kill me?"

The old man snorted, "So what if I kill you? You evil cultist, I'm killing you to rid the world of this scourge. You beast in human form, you monster..."

Is Lao Tzu a heretical or demonic figure?

I am a demonic Taoist, what kind of demons are you?

Does that make me sound like a villain?

"stop!"

Zhang Zhengdao decisively called a halt.

"You just said that killing me would rid the world of a scourge. Is what your Lotus Sect does truly the work of a hero, serving the country and its people?"

The old man snorted and said with his neck stiff, "Our leader is the reincarnation of the Great Sage Maitreya Buddha, who came to relieve the suffering of all beings. Now we have found the eleventh reincarnation leader, but who would have thought that you, you bird-like Taoist, would try to ruin our great cause... You dog of a traitor who is loyal to the court and oppresses the people, you are worse than pigs and dogs..."

"Elder, you've said it..."

The woman in black immediately shifted the blame.

"It wasn't me who confessed, it was you...it was you..."

The old man almost coughed up blood, but continued to shout angrily, his neck stiff: "It's all because of you, you stinking woman! You were so scared you peed yourself. You have no will to sacrifice yourself for the important matter of the sect leader. I'll kill you!"

The woman in black pleaded in a pitiful voice, "It wasn't my choice. Look at this evil... immortal, he can conjure a bird with just a talisman. You were even snatched away by the bird he conjured. Wouldn't you be afraid if that happened to you..."

The old man angrily retorted, "Did I just feel scared?! Bah!"

Zhang Zhengdao nudged the old man with his foot, turned him over, and made him lie on his back.

"You are not afraid?"

Zhang Zhengdao looked over at the old man.

"I'm not afraid of a hair on your head... Ah—"

Just as the old man was about to continue his stubbornness, he suddenly let out a scream, which frightened all the birds in the woods into flying away in a loud, mournful cry that traveled a great distance.

Deep in the woods, a male and a female wild donkey looked around with suspicion.

Who the hell interrupted this good time!

The old man was frightened.

Just one glance at Zhang Zhengdao was like being in the eighteenth level of hell, surrounded by hideous demons, burning karmic fire, and two demons sawing his waist with a saw.

A demon was pulling out his intestines, and another demon chopped off his head, making him watch as his body was cut into pieces and then thrown into a pot of boiling oil.

With a "sizzle," it exploded and started smoking.

Although the head was cut off, every sawing and every explosion caused excruciating pain.

He even witnessed his own body being dismembered and deep-fried; the feeling was so terrifying it almost made his gallbladder burst.

"help me--"

When the old man screamed again, all the scenery in front of him suddenly disappeared.

We were back in the dark woods.

He remained lying on the ground, as if everything was just a fleeting illusion.

But the excruciating pain in my lower back, and the smell of my skin charring and wrinkling, filled my nostrils. It felt as if my waist had actually been sawed off and I had been deep-fried.

"Demon way..."

The old man seemed determined to show his stubbornness, trying to turn his head away from Zhang Zhengdao's eyes. But to his surprise, his neck wouldn't turn, and he stared straight into Zhang Zhengdao's eyes again.

"what--"

Another scream.

The woman in black trembled again.

The elder's screams were so terrifying that she couldn't help herself again...

Another strong, pungent smell entered Zhang Zhengdao's nose.

I urinated a second time.

The woman in black, Qin Honglian, simply gave up.

She pretended to be completely numb, plopped down, and turned her head away from Zhang Zhengdao with a blank stare. This was her last act of stubbornness.

"My kidneys... don't take them away, give my kidneys back... my intestines... they're broken, broken, stop pulling... it hurts... where are my legs? Don't pull my tongue... the tongue-pulling hell? Ah, no, no, I didn't come here..."

The old man alternated between screaming in agony, muttering incoherently, and pleading.

With each scream, Qin Honglian, the woman in black, trembled.

Zhang Zhengdao was speechless.

Women are made of water and flesh.

Jia Baoyu's understanding of this SP is truly insightful.

Zhang Zhengdao was at a loss for what to do with the woman.

"Where is your leader?"

Zhang Zhengdao asked.

He felt that since he had provoked enemies, he had to nip the threat in the bud. He would go straight there, kill their leader, and then he could sleep peacefully.

Just think about it.

While I was sleeping, there was an enemy outside who wanted to kill me and was still alive.

“I…I don’t know…the elder knows.”

The old man had just finished screaming when his soul returned to the grove. The dark woods had given him a sense of security, and he was feeling the joy of surviving a disaster when he heard the woman in black's words.

"No... I don't know... Hey... Don't look at me, don't look at me..."

The old man panicked. When he saw Zhang Zhengdao looking over, he quickly closed his eyes and waved his hands frantically.

"Really... the cult leader... no, no, that old bald monk who's the cult leader has no fixed abode. He says he's just a rootless duckweed, drifting wherever he goes..."

"You're not lying?"

Zhang Zhengdao squatted down and gently patted his shoulder.

"what--"

With a scream, the old man thought he had been grabbed by an evil spirit again. Terrified, he retreated repeatedly, frantically waving his hands and wailing.

"Don't pull me! I don't want to... I don't want to..."

Zhang Zhengdao: ? ? ?

Woman in black: ? ? ?

Is she so scared that she can't even tell whether she's male or female?