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

Every revenge story often ends up turning into a love story.

Although the plot is clichéd, it will still have a large market.

Mo Qingyun is dead.

As he died, he seemed to see Bai Rong, whom he had stabbed to death with his sword. He even wanted to reach out and touch Bai Rong's face, his finger gently touching her nose.

Because Bai Rong would blush with embarrassment every time he touched the tip of her nose.

The overwhelming red of the peach blossoms deeply moved Mo Qingyun.

Each time, he had to forcefully suppress his love, then let the burgeoning hatred fill his heart, and then pretend to be affectionate with Bai Yun using a mask.

Therefore, Qin Shouzhong saw Mo Qingyun smiling as he died, his fingers poking and pointing in the air.

Fool!

Looking at the man who had ruined his reputation and cheated on him, Qin Shouzhong finally couldn't hold back any longer.

His dying laugh seemed to be a cruel mockery of himself.

"Oh!"

He spat a thick phlegm onto the finger that Mo Qingyun had raised as he died. Then it flowed down the finger and into his palm.

What I'm holding is disgusting.

This was Qin Shouzhong's counterattack.

Sheathing his longsword, Qin Shouzhong had no intention of collecting Mo Qingyun's body. He simply walked slowly to the gate of the residence of Prefect Sun in Linbin Town.

Sun Zhenjian greeted them at the door, bowing repeatedly.

"I apologize for not being able to greet you properly upon your arrival, Sword Master Qin!"

Originally, Sun Zhenjian could have ignored Sword God Qin Shouzhong.

However, it was known beforehand that Qin Shouzhong and that old eunuch Hai Tianfu had a good relationship, the kind that involved going to Hongxiuzhao together.

As for why Hai Tianfu went to Hongxiuzhao, Sun Zhenjian wouldn't dwell on it.

"I killed someone!"

Qin Shouzhong didn't go in at the door, but spoke directly.

Sun Zhenjian was stunned.

Is it too late for me to close my doors to visitors now?

"Let bygones be bygones. You don't need to make things difficult for yourself. Just go and collect the body at the west end of the riverbank! I will explain the situation to the authorities."

Qin Shouzhong even mentioned the government.

In the past, during feuds in the martial arts world, he killed those martial artists as easily as killing chickens. He never cared about the government. Moreover, the government didn't really care about feuds in the martial arts world.

Unless it involves government officials.

"gone!"

Qin Shouzhong patted him on the shoulder, bidding farewell as if to an old friend.

Sun Zhenjian was numb.

But it's best to collect the body first.

A solitary corpse was collected. Then it would be taken to the square to be laid to rest, where a Taoist priest would chant some scriptures, and that would be the end of it.

Qin Shouzhong, carrying his sword, prepared to go to Sister Gui's winery to buy a few pounds of wine.

As soon as I walked into a secluded alley, I suddenly felt something, as if I were being stared at by a prehistoric beast. My body felt numb and tingly, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked around, and suddenly an arrow pierced the clouds and fell from the clouds.

He drew his sword...

The sword remained still.

He wanted to run away.

The feet remain still.

As if frozen in place, he watched helplessly as the arrow pierced the clouds and hurtled towards him. This sense of powerlessness and despair seemed to only arise when facing Zhang Zhengdao.

Taoist Priest—

It must be a Taoist priest.

This is the person who came to ask me for the sword.

A flash of white light even passed through his body. Then he could move his body again. His hands and feet were also able to move, and he quickly checked his chest.

The white light just entered from here.

I touched it, and a piece of paper floated out.

A message to Qin Shouzhong:

If the moon in the mirror is not returned within two days, I will take your head.

Zhang Zhengdao.

They really came to reclaim the moon in the mirror.

The moon in the mirror seemed to sense that aura, and it trembled slightly, emitting a soft sword-like sound. It was about to be drawn from its sheath.

Qin Shouzhong: ...

The sword that had been with him for decades.

The moon in the mirror who has followed me through countless adventures, risked my life, defeated powerful enemies, drunk countless lives, and made the martial world tremble with fear, is the one who understands me perfectly!

Qin Shouzhong decided that tomorrow... no, the day after tomorrow, he would personally deliver the Moon in the Mirror to the Taoist temple.

He went back to retrieve the Moon in the Mirror for two reasons. First, he wanted to use the Moon in the Mirror to kill Mo Qingyun himself, thus washing away his shame. Second, he wanted to stage a sword-presenting ceremony when Zhang Zhengdao returned to Peach Blossom Mountain.

Since Master Zhang was using this sword and his past reputation in the martial arts world to attract business, it was only natural that the man would understand his true intentions.

In that case, by offering the sword, one would also offer oneself to Master Zhang. Wouldn't that be a conspiracy... a successful scheme?

He's simply a genius.

So he needs to prepare properly in the next couple of days.

The first thing he did was to announce it widely that he was going to offer up the sword.

Furthermore, he wanted to invite old friends from Linbin Town and Lingzhou City to join in the fun.

Yes, just do it.

Qin Shouzhong even wanted to seize the Longquan sword from the old eunuch Hai Tianfu.

A sincere pledge of allegiance.

Looking up at the sky, it seemed much wider and higher.

One day, I will find the path to immortality.

On Peach Blossom Mountain at night, swirling clouds filled the air. In the late autumn weather, even the fallen leaves seemed to dance lightly, twirling like skirts in the wind as they landed on the bluestone slabs.

The Peach Blossom Temple was quiet.

Without his phone to scan, Zhang Zhengdao moistened his finger with saliva, turned a page, and found the text inside to be truly bizarre and strange, giving him a new understanding of the world.

This collection, *Qingwei Caotang Ji*, is a compilation of legendary stories. It also contains tales of gods and ghosts, much like books such as *Sanyan Erpai* and *Soushen Ji*.

After watching for a while, I closed my eyes slightly.

Imagining the world of gods and monsters depicted in the book, I feel that it is not much different from the myths and folk novels on Earth.

Gods and ghosts only appear in books; apart from the unlucky Shu Baimei, I've never actually seen them in real life.

Is this also a materialistic world?

but……

How do we explain those knights-errant and martial arts figures who can fly and disappear into the earth?

There's a ghost in my own Taoist temple, how do you explain that?

Thinking about it is giving me a headache.

Besides, this ghost is currently wandering around the Taoist temple, busy with who knows what.

I can't be bothered with her anymore.

Thinking this, Zhang Zhengdao blew out the light, lay down on the bed, and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. He was wide awake.

Inside the Taoist temple, not only was Zhang Zhengdao wide awake, but the two women were also wide awake.

Hu Yunying and her apprentice Guo Lanying shared a double room; one slept in the inner room, and the other in the outer room behind a green gauze screen. The two would then chat through the screen.

"That damned Shu Baimei didn't speak up for us today."

Guo Lanying lowered her voice and said.

Still agonizing over what happened during the day.

Hu Yunying gave a soft snort: "She's got a good little scheme going on. Look... she's managed to collect all the useless pills again. If she keeps consuming them like this, she'll probably become neither human nor ghost."

"Aren't discarded pills also poisonous?"

"hehe!"

Hu Yunying laughed at Guo Lanying's naiveté.

"You heard it from her own account, right? She would eat something poisonous? I even saw a blush on her face today. Is that something a normal ghost would do?"

Guo Lanying nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Then... what about the two of us?"

This involves the question of his future status within the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple will undergo extensive construction in the future, and will inevitably recruit many disciples. Whether I become the deputy abbot or an elder will depend entirely on my own efforts.

With a deep sigh, he entrusted Guo Lanying with these words: "Though we are not master and disciple by blood, we will eventually grow apart!"

Guo Lanying nodded in agreement.

As for the female ghost Shu Baimei, she definitely won't be sleeping at night.

Now is her time to shine.

Floating in the Taoist temple, it eventually drifted into a peach grove where a Bagua formation was set up.

Holding a hoe, he searched furtively for a while, found the right spot, then spat into his palm, rubbed it together, and started digging.

In no time, they dug a hole.

A lifelike female corpse was then revealed in the pit.