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

Zhang Zhengdao has been very quiet these past few days.

When I have free time, I go for a stroll in town, and then go back to my room to read a book.

Since losing five hundred taels of silver, he didn't have much money left. He even felt that the ten taels of silver from Guo Lanying was a huge sum of money, and he was considering whether he should repay her in the future.

The phenomenon of people dying in the competition that I had imagined did not seem to occur.

Surprisingly, everyone was having a friendly martial arts competition.

When did people from the martial arts world become so refined?

It wasn't that no one died.

While Zhang Zhengdao was on the street, he heard a commotion in the distance; someone had committed murder. However, before Zhang Zhengdao could even solicit business after the killing, the body was dragged away by his own family.

It is said that it was taken home for burial.

Pity!

After looking around, I bought a string of prayer beads.

Zhang Zhengdao had many thoughts on how to avoid returning the ten taels of silver to Guo Lanying.

However, when they returned to the inn, the old innkeeper said that both girls had gone out and hadn't returned yet. They probably wouldn't make it in time for lunch.

People from the martial arts world rarely eat lunch.

Ordinary families eclipse the sun twice a day.

People in the martial arts world are not particular; they eat when they're hungry. When they're broke, they can manage on one meal every two days; when they're making money, they can eat from morning till night.

The scene of drinking from large bowls and eating meat with great gusto seems to be quite rare in this martial arts world.

Zhang Zhengdao still maintains the habit of eating three meals a day, and sometimes he will also have a late-night snack.

If you cultivate the Tao to the point where you no longer have the basic needs of eating, drinking, defecating, loving, hating, or having any other emotions, then what's the point of cultivating at all?

Zhang Zhengdao didn't entirely believe the philosophy in the Buddhist scriptures, but he had no doubts about the techniques recorded there, because he himself could actually use them.

Tao follows nature.

Nature is about following human nature.

It was also mainly because Zhang Zhengdao had come into contact with the modern knowledge system and knew that in many mythological novels, the desires of those immortals and Buddhas were even greater than human desires.

They say one thing and do another.

Immortals, immortals, possess both the abilities of immortals and the nature of humans.

Even when eating alone, there are four dishes and wine.

It must be said that Boss Wan of the Xiaoyao Sect is truly generous. Although he is no longer here, he made it clear that all expenses for Zhang Zhengdao and his group would be paid by Boss Wan.

So arrogant!

It's a mix of meat and vegetables, plus a soup.

When we finished eating, a strong wind suddenly started blowing.

The north wind howled, quickly sweeping away all the people loitering on the streets, who all sought refuge indoors. Looking at the sky, it was covered with dark clouds; it looked like it was going to snow.

When Zhang Zhengdao finished eating, the two women returned.

He burst in laughing and then brushed the snowflakes off his body.

The snow here is much heavier than the snow in Zhang Zhengdao's Linbin Town.

"Oh, I want to eat!" Guo Lanying said, her stomach rumbling as she saw the leftovers Zhang Zhengdao had finished.

The old shopkeeper was kind; he had the staff prepare a meal for the two girls. After all, Boss Wan was paying, and he had specifically instructed that they be treated well.

Wan Gusheng naturally knew that this small amount of hospitality was far less than the kindness of Zhang Zhengdao's guidance, but he felt he had to do something to show his sincerity.

While the two women were eating, chattering about the clothes and decorations they had bought on the street that day, a person walked in through the door.

A young woman.

She was still covered in unmelted snowflakes and carried a sword in her hand.

I stood at the door without going in.

Zhang Zhengdao looked at her and smiled.

"You came!"

The woman smiled and said, "I've arrived. But I have to leave soon."

"Have your wishes been fulfilled?"

"That's it, from now on I have no more worries."

"Have a safe journey!" Zhang Zhengdao nodded to her.

She nodded to Zhang Zhengdao, without ever mentioning her own wish. Their conversation was extremely simple, but they both understood what the other was trying to say.

The first thing Ye San Niang did after leaving that night was to find the unfaithful man.

Then he castrated the unfaithful man with a single sword stroke.

Previously, Ye San Niang, in order to avoid wandering the martial world again, to invest in her future, and also for love, supported a poor scholar's education and examinations. For this, she gave all her savings to this scholar and even took on difficult, lucrative bounties in the martial world, leaving her scarred and battered.

Unexpectedly, the poor scholar passed the imperial examination with flying colors, became an official, and married the daughter of an official family. He then framed Ye San Niang, who was imprisoned. After her release, the traumatized Ye San Niang became mentally unstable and was sold to a brothel.

Finally, due to numerous complaints from brothel customers about his mental instability, he was kicked out.

While wandering outside, I don't know how many malicious people have wronged me.

Zhang Zhengdao had also heard about Ye Sanniang's experiences.

It's somewhat similar to the story "Du Shiniang Angrily Sinks the Treasure Chest" from the "Three Words and Two Slaps" collection on Earth. Only this Ye Sanniang's story is even more tragic.

In the end, Ye San Niang was a kind person. Even with such a tragic experience, all she did was castrate that scholar.

Ye San Niang looked at Zhang Zhengdao and suddenly felt incredibly relaxed.

Because of Zhang Zhengdao, she has the opportunity to take revenge and also the opportunity to be reborn. No matter what the future holds, she will live for herself.

Ye San Niang turned and left.

The snow is falling heavier and heavier.

The entire town was turned white by the heavy snowfall.

Ye San Niang's figure also turned white, from head to toe, all white.

Suddenly, Ye San Niang threw the long sword in her hand into the air.

The longsword transformed into a shadow in the heavy snow, then vanished into the vast sky, its whereabouts unknown.

The rows of footprints Ye San Niang left on the snow were also covered by the heavy snow.

The person has vanished without a trace.

Zhang Zhengdao suddenly remembered a line from "Dream of the Red Chamber".

The earth was left a vast expanse of white, so clean.

Perhaps for Ye San Niang, the impurity of her body could not be washed away, but her soul was as pure as the vast snow, without any blemish.

Zhang Zhengdao leaned against the door, watching Ye Sanniang walk further and further away in the heavy snow, finally throwing away her weapon and disappearing on the road, without saying a word.

Then someone came over and shook his hand.

"Does the master pity Ye San Niang's plight, or sympathize with her fate?"

Hu Yunying is indeed a mature and capable woman; she knows how to handle things.

"She doesn't need sympathy."

Zhang Zhengdao smiled at Hu Yunying and shook her hand.

"She only needs this heavy snow to bury the people she hates in her heart, and her unbearable past. She's gone; there's nothing more to see. There are too many unhappy people in this world; every one less is a blessing!"

"The master has the heart of a Bodhisattva!"

Hu Yunying said something ingratiating.

Zhang Zhengdao was stunned, his face darkened, and he looked at Hu Yunying.

"I am a Taoist priest!"

Heavy snow covered Mount Hua and the town at its foot.

However, the martial arts competition on Mount Hua was not delayed in the slightest.

In two days, it will be Guo Lanying's competition time.

Zhang Zhengdao calculated that the snow had just stopped.

Heavy snow has blocked the mountain pass, making it difficult for anyone below to climb up unless they are top-notch experts.

Guo Lanying was a little nervous. She hadn't gone out for the past two days. She was either in her room receiving explanations from Hu Yunying, or she was being coached by Hu Yunying in an open space behind the inn.

As a mentor, Hu Yunying is quite competent.

Guo Lanying was also someone who had experienced battles and narrowly escaped death. However, her cultivation level had improved too quickly, so her mental state had not kept up.

After the snow stops, watching the moon on a snowy night has a unique charm.

After cleaning the courtyard behind the inn and brewing a pot of tea, Zhang Zhengdao looked at the snow-covered Mount Hua and felt the power of nature and the wonders it created.

"this is for you!"

Zhang Zhengdao took out a triangular packet made of folded talisman paper and handed it to Guo Lanying.

Guo Lanying immediately smiled with narrowed eyes, took it, and even stuck out her tongue at Hu Yunying.

"Master, I don't plan to bring this talisman up tomorrow."

Guo Lanying had her own plans.

Zhang Zhengdao was taken aback. This little girl had grown up and had her own opinions. Giving up the protection of the talisman was for the best; it would be more beneficial for her growth.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Zhang Zhengdao went out with two women.

The streets were deserted and gray.

It's freezing cold, everyone's sleeping, who would get up so early for no reason?

Zhang Zhengdao exhaled a breath.

Suddenly, white mist appeared in front of him.

He breathed a few more times, and the white mist condensed in front of him.

He held one in each hand, and the white mist was already drifting down beneath their feet.

He only shouted, "Let's go!"

The three of them rose into the mist and slowly made their way towards the summit of Mount Hua.

A chubby child, who wasn't sleeping properly, opened the window, looked up, and saw three people riding on white clouds, ascending into the sky.

She took a deep sniffle, which had been frozen, and turned to look at the middle-aged man who was snoring in his sleep.

"Master...Master...there are immortals..."