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

The woman in yellow is a master of martial arts, a true prodigy.

The monk's skill level wasn't that high; at most, it was first-rate.

Such a situation—pursuing someone only to be rejected—is extremely rare in the world of martial arts.

Most female warriors in the martial arts world still want to marry into official families. Even if they can't become the mistress of the house, being a concubine is a stable life.

Unless one is a grandmaster or a great master, like Master Jingxian of the Emei Sect, then one can only be a nun who no one will marry.

Hu Yunying is so famous and skilled in martial arts that she has grown into an old maid.

But she lacked the self-awareness of an old maid.

She always had the illusion that she was still an innocent and carefree girl in front of Zhang Zhengdao.

This misconception in women can sometimes last a lifetime.

Men are boys until they die, and so are women.

The annihilation of the Shuiyue Sect has drawn the attention of many sect members on their journeys. Even wandering knights and lone travelers no longer camp out alone in the wilderness.

They'd rather walk a little further to reach villages, towns, county seats, or even larger prefectures to find a place to stay. They'd even sleep by the roadside.

Zhang Zhengdao followed the trend and stopped just eating whatever he could find on the mountainside.

With the money in hand, they finally got the confidence to book two rooms.

The north wind howled all night, and the weather suddenly turned cold.

As the wind howled, there was a knock on Zhang Zhengdao's door.

Zhang Zhengdao opened the door in surprise, only to see Hu Yunying huddled up, arms crossed over her shoulders, looking at him pitifully. She said, "Daoist Master... the wind... it's so scary, it's like ghosts howling. I... I'm too scared to sleep..."

Zhang Zhengdao: ? ? ?

Can't sleep if it sounds like ghosts are howling?

There's a huge ghost in Lao Tzu's Taoist temple. It makes a few noises every now and then. Are you scared?

"come in!"

Zhang Zhengdao understood Hu Yunying's feelings.

a woman.

It's understandable that a woman nearing thirty, who is getting older, might feel lonely and emotionally isolated.

Ever since he came to Peach Blossom Mountain, he's been coveting her for so long; it's time to give her an explanation.

"thumping"

After closing the door, Zhang Zhengdao said, "Sit down!"

Turning my head, I saw the woman already sitting on the bed.

Zhang Zhengdao: Are you hungry?

"My lord, shall I sleep on the top floor or the bottom floor?"

Zhang Zhengdao: ...

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

There was another knock on the door.

Zhang Zhengdao asked impatiently, "Who is it?!"

"Master...I...I'm cold!"

Guo Lanying's voice.

Watma...

Zhang Zhengdao felt that after enduring so much since transmigrating to this world, just when he was finally about to have some fun, he was suddenly hit with a double blow.

Pinduoduo order bundling?

"call--"

When she opened the door, all the resentment turned into a gust of wind, making Guo Lanying, who was standing at the door, squint. She nimbly jumped in, and in a flash, she moved as smoothly as a fish in water.

"sit!"

Zhang Zhengdao closed the door and casually remarked something.

Then two women sat on the bed: Hu Yunying, whose eyes darted around inside the bed, and Guo Lanying, who sat on the edge of the bed with wide, incredulous eyes.

Zhang Zhengdao sighed and said, "How about we get another one named Ying?"

This humble Taoist priest... shall I play the role of Lü Bu for once?

"Master—"

Guo Lanying was shy, and after singing a long tune, tears were almost streaming down her face. Her fair and tender face turned so red that it looked like it could be pinched to release water.

Am I late or did I go into the wrong room?

Hu Yunying coughed lightly.

"Um... Lan Ying. I was having a serious conversation with the master just now..."

"If you don't believe me, I can cut off one of my fingers..."

Zhang Zhengdao: ...

He glared at Hu Yunying, thinking, "At a time like this, you still have the mood to flirt with your apprentice."

He coughed lightly, trying to appear calm as he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a sound at the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

A very soft knock on the door.

"Master Daoist—"

A woman's voice, gentle and soft, drifted in from the doorway.

"It's so cold tonight. I'd like to borrow a quilt from you, Taoist priest. Is that alright?"

Hu Yunying looked at Zhang Zhengdao.

Guo Lanying also looked at Zhang Zhengdao.

Zhang Zhengdao looked at the two women, then at the doorway.

A faint fragrance wafted through the room.

All three of them looked toward the doorway.

Are flower thieves going to such lengths these days? Datura pollen must be hard to get, yet they use it so casually. And so much of it! It'll either suffocate you or choke you to death!

If you just want to absorb some yang energy, you can just use regular beeswax powder.

To make it even more luxurious, add some spring powder.

You're using datura pollen, this is like driving a Ferrari and pulling a radish.

Too wasteful, too extravagant.

There's no future in working for a boss like that.

"My lord...this humble servant..."

The door suddenly opened.

Zhang Zhengdao looked at the burly man outside, who was about to speak in a high-pitched voice, but Zhang Zhengdao's sudden action made him swallow his words back down.

"Uh... sorry to bother you!"

The burly man turned and left.

Zhang Zhengdao grabbed the back of his neck, rendering him unable to move.

Strong man:......

I am a master of innate skill.

"The Lotus Sect?"

The burly man remained silent.

Wow, that's pretty tough!

Zhang Zhengdao was furious. He squeezed harder and asked again, "Are you from the Lotus Sect? How many people came to deal with me?"

The burly man was covered in sweat and his face was pale, but he remained silent.

Zhang Zhengdao sneered, "Fine, you're forcing me to use my ultimate move..."

Hu Yunying, who was standing nearby, tentatively suggested, "You hold his acupoints."

"What's wrong with touching his acupoints!"

“That way he can’t speak!” Hu Yunying said, pointing to Zhang Zhengdao’s hand.

The burly man's eyes were full of gratitude as he blinked repeatedly at Hu Yunying.

Nima!

What am I supposed to say?!

The burly man felt wronged, and finally someone revealed the truth.

Zhang Zhengdao loosened his grip, and the burly man collapsed limply to the ground. Hu Yunying then picked him up and threw him into the room.

Guo Lanying took out her sword and sharpened it.

Zhang Zhengdao: "Why are you sharpening your sword?"

Guo Lanying: "It's forced confession!"

The burly man immediately confessed: "I am the deputy leader of the Xingzhou branch of the Lotus Sect. I was planning to kill Fairy Butterfly and then frame Qingmu Cliff."

"If you want to kill Hu Yunying, what are you yelling about in front of my door?"

Zhang Zhengdao was furious; it turned out he wasn't even the main character.

Hu Yunying covered her mouth and laughed.

"The Butterfly Fairy is a Primordial Being!"

Hu Yunying: "Grandmaster!"

The burly man glanced at it suspiciously, unable to understand: "That's impossible. The intelligence report says he's a Xiantian (innate) master, how did he become a Grandmaster?"

"Or...maybe your intelligence is from last year?"

The burly man suddenly realized and nodded: "That's right."

Zhang Zhengdao complained, "Continue! Why did you use a sleeping potion on me?"

The burly man said, "Only by bewitching you without anyone noticing, and using you to lure out the Butterfly Fairy, making her hesitant to act, will it be easy to kill her. After all, she is also a master of the Innate Realm... I'm not confident."

Zhang Zhengdao: "So, what level do you think I am?"

The burly man was about to speak, but he swallowed the words, hesitated for a long time, and then tentatively asked, "Grandmaster?"

Zhang Zhengdao: "Hehe!"

"Grandmaster?" The burly man scratched the back of his head. "Impossible! There are only a handful of Grandmasters in the world, just a few. When did Grandmasters become as common as dogs?"

How did this burly man develop such a naturally gifted mind?

Zhang Zhengdao placed one hand on the burly man's head and gently patted it.

"Your voice, which you used to imitate a beautiful woman, was very pleasant to hear. Actually... you are a natural beauty, you don't need to pretend."

The burly man's mind went blank for a moment, feeling like a lump of mush. He touched his head in confusion: "Am I really a great beauty?"

Zhang Zhengdao nodded: "Yes, the person you love is your companion!"

The burly man scratched his head in bewilderment, then, with his fingers slightly twitching, he took small, quick steps toward the outside of the inn.

"Senior brother...so it turns out I love my senior brother. No wonder...he hid my skirt."

The burly man muttered to himself as he slowly swayed his hips and walked away, gradually disappearing into the alley.

Hu Yunying and Guo Lanying looked at Zhang Zhengdao in surprise.

"I...you..."

Hu Yunying plopped down on the bed, looking dazed.

"Actually... I've always liked a Taoist priest, and he hid my skirt..."

Guo Lanying quickly dragged her master, Hu Yunying, out.

Too shameful!

Too fake!