The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Lu Yuzhai gave a perfunctory reply.

"Senior brother, you don't need to be like this. The mission failed this time, it's not our fault."

Even if the master himself came, this mission would still fail.

Look, even the Gun Master has arrived.

Furthermore, I always felt that Wushuang City was the one that acted unfairly in this matter.

Lu Yuzhai rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

"Nonsense, how could I not understand this principle?"

Master is one thing, but you didn't see the attitude of those five old men.

Snatching someone else's child—what kind of reasonable argument is that? I understand they want to revive Wushuang City, but what can I do?

Furthermore, even if we obtained the Rakshasa Hall's secret technique, would my Peerless City be able to rise again?

Now, Snow Moon City has the Wine Immortal, the Sword Immortal, and the Spear Immortal, and there are also rumors that the Dao Sword Immortal and the Snow Moon Sword Immortal have a very close relationship. As a result, Snow Moon City has even brought Qingcheng Mountain into the picture.

With Qingcheng still under the control of that carefree immortal, I think if we want to compete with them, it will probably fall on your shoulders.

But do I dare say that?

"Falling on me? It might take me some time before I can beat Zhou Zhenhuan."

Lu Yuzhai gave him a speechless look: "You really dare to think that way."

Wushuang smiled sheepishly: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, the fault wasn't ours this time."

"Let me tell you, even if the Gunner doesn't come, we'll still fail this mission."

"Because of that Tang Lian, doesn't that sword strike of his seem very familiar to you?"

That's Zhou Huanzhen's sword!

It's a pity he didn't come; otherwise, I would definitely have shown him that I can now draw six swords.

Wushuang touched the Wushuang Sword Box with regret.

"Are you sure?" This time, Lu Yuzhai was completely energized.

Indeed, given their strength, even if the Gun Master didn't come, let alone the Gun Master himself, they might not necessarily gain any advantage.

But how did this carefree immortal get involved?

"Of course, his sword is very special, I won't mistake it. The reason I can control six flying swords so quickly is because of the Heaven-Opening Sword that Zhou Huanzhen showed me before."

Therefore, I will absolutely not admit my mistake.

One more thing, although the Gun Immortal is powerful, did you notice that he almost failed to draw the Great Ming Vermilion Bird?

I could feel the resistance from the Ming Dynasty's Vermilion Bird.

If it weren't for his exceptional internal strength, he wouldn't have been able to forcibly pull out that sword.

But last time was different. Last time, Zhou didn't even have to exert any effort, and the Great Ming Vermilion Bird just ran out on its own.

Therefore, losing to Zhou Zhenhuan's sword was not unjust at all, nor was it anything to be ashamed of.

We can't even beat the Gun God.

If those old men give you trouble, tell them to go to Mount Qingcheng and challenge them to a duel, then see if they dare.

A smile instantly appeared on Lu Yuzhai's face.

"Junior Brother is indeed intelligent. That's right, this defeat was not our fault. One is a Gun Immortal, another is a White-Haired Immortal, not to mention the mysterious and unpredictable Carefree Immortal involved. Who could withstand that?"

Hehe, now I have an explanation.

"Cheer up, everyone! Let's hurry! We need to get to Wushuang City as quickly as possible!"

Wushuang summoned Raozhirou and watched the flying sword circling in front of him. He exclaimed sincerely, "So Zhou Zhenhuan was originally the Carefree Immortal? He's really amazing."

When I become a sword immortal in the future, I will definitely give myself a powerful name.

"Peerless Sword Immortal is pretty good!"

Zhou Zhenhuan lived a fairly good life, with Zang Ming, who served Xiao Chong, the White King, attending to him at all times.

I've tasted all the delicacies of Apocalypse, drunk all the fine wines of Apocalypse, and beheld all the beauties of Apocalypse.

Zang Ming felt that this mysterious and unpredictable immortal was truly a strange person.

They were completely different from the celestial beings he had imagined.

He loves good food, fine wine, and beautiful women.

But he only scratched the surface of each one.

To be honest, Zang Ming was very envious of this carefree immortal's appearance.

Countless courtesans wanted to woo him, but he refused them all, thus his reputation as the "Flower-Cherishing Gentleman" spread far and wide.

It doesn't sound like a proper name.

However, this carefree immortal did many respectable things, such as giving the girls some elixirs that were said to have beauty and health benefits.

The next question was about the little trinket I won in a lottery back then.

Zang Ming didn't understand what a lottery was, but he was greatly shocked because he had also received a pill that was said to enhance a man's strength.

It sounded very unserious, but after he secretly ate it, he found that his strength had increased dramatically. It turned out that he had misunderstood.

From then on, he was naturally extremely grateful.

Rumor has it that the Flower-Loving Gentleman makes all the courtesans exceptionally beautiful, so much so that many respectable girls are inquiring about where this Flower-Loving Gentleman might appear.

In the past few days, Zang Ming has collected more than three hundred handkerchiefs.

Moreover, Zang Ming discovered for the first time that these girls were actually quite wealthy, as they all had silver coins wrapped in their handkerchiefs.

It was only because a courtesan said that the Flower-Cherishing Gentleman was unparalleled in literary talent and knew how to care for and cherish people, but he was poor, penniless, and even his clothes were made of coarse cloth.

Whenever the young master Xihua left behind a poem, a young lady would offer him a fee for writing it. The young master was unrestrained and carefree, and he did not care about worldly opinions. He gladly accepted the fee without feeling ashamed.

After all, Zhou Zhen would always repay them with beauty-enhancing pills and longevity pills. These could prolong the blooming period of these beautiful girls, making them a more pleasing sight to behold.

So much so that lately, there seem to be more down-on-his-luck young men on the streets.

Whether they were genuinely poor or not, coarse cloth shirts seemed to have become a kind of alternative fashion.

"Senior, no, young master, are you going for drinks again today?"

Zang Ming now admires this man immensely, after all, some girls have actually thought he was good-looking and have been giving him flirtatious glances lately.

Comrade Zang Ming has withstood the test, but that doesn't mean he's not secretly pleased.

Having followed the White King for so many years, he knew the White King wouldn't do such absurd things, which truly broadened his horizons.

"I won't go today. Today is not a good day for drinking, but a good day for a visit."

Go back and tell the White King that I appreciate his kindness and that I had you serve him for a few days.

Zang Ming was somewhat surprised. He wanted to ask who this person was who had come to visit him, but he ultimately didn't dare.

The person Zhou Zhenhuan personally visited was not a person, but an immortal.

Chapter 58 The Number One Restaurant Under Heaven

The most worthwhile place to visit in Tianqi City is not the Northern Imperial Palace.

To be precise, they are two different places.

First: Heavenly Sword Pavilion

Second: The No. 1 Building Under Heaven!

When Qi Tianchen discovered that the scoundrel had appeared at the Imperial Observatory, he nearly ripped his beard off.

He was naturally aware of what his cheap nephew had been doing these past few days.

But he never truly let go of it.

As long as this person doesn't cause any trouble, I feel a little more at ease.

Qi Tianchen suspected that this guy was brewing a big move.

This could cause a huge mess.

"Senior Uncle, am I really that unreliable in your eyes?"

Qi Tianchen waved his whisk as if shooing away flies, but his face was full of smiles: "Nephew, you are joking. I was jealous of your master for taking such a good disciple as you back then."

"Come on, Uncle Master, your divination skills are no match for my Ziwei Divine Calculation."

Qi Tianchen's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Zhou Zhenhuan lost his playful mood, and the two sat down on opposite sides of the chessboard, with Zhou Zhenhuan playing white and making the first move. (In ancient Go, the player with the white pieces moved first to avoid being called a "kong" (a move that results in a "kong" in the game), while in modern Go, the player with the black pieces moves first.)

He is a junior, so he should naturally be more humble.

"What does Master Uncle think of the Heavenly Dao now?"

The duty of the Imperial Observatory's chief advisor was naturally to calculate the laws of heaven, a topic that Zhou Zhenhuan could naturally discuss with him.

Qi Tianchen was stunned for a moment. Goodness, they're going to talk about such profound issues right off the bat?

"Why do you ask such a question? Have you foreseen something?"

Qi Tianchen knew of this prodigy. Recently, he had been able to sense abnormalities in the operation of the Heavenly Dao, but these abnormalities would quickly disappear.

It's truly strange that the world's fortunes seem perfectly normal.

"Indeed, some of it was calculated."

"My senior master should know that there are five ranks of immortals in this world."

Qi Tianchen nodded: "That's right, there are celestial immortals, divine immortals, earth immortals, human immortals, and ghost immortals."

"Master is wise."

Celestial beings reside in the Great Luo Heaven, rarely seen by mortals.

Immortals are neither born nor die, neither empty nor full. They have no physical form, yet possess boundless supernatural powers.

Earthly immortals possess the talents of immortals, but lack the status of immortals, and roam freely on land.

Human immortals possess the methods but not the Dao; they can prolong their lives, but they do not understand the Dao of Heaven and will eventually die.

As for ghost immortals, that's a different matter. Whether due to inner demons or the depletion of one's Yang spirit, anyone other than a human immortal can fall into the state of a ghost immortal.

Am I right?

Qi Tianchen nodded again: "That's right. Like your master, I only learned the methods of human immortals in my entire life, but not the way of immortals. So, one day I will turn into a handful of dust."

Qi Tianchen spoke frankly, without any sadness. At his age and level of understanding, he had long since taken life and death lightly.

If the Realm of Freedom, the Realm of Carefree Wandering, and the Realm of Divine Wandering are classifications of martial arts strength, then the so-called Immortal is the depth of one's understanding of the Dao.

This is why it is said that if a sword immortal is not destined by heaven, they are the closest to becoming an immortal, not just entering a state of divine travel, but actually becoming an immortal.

Qi Tianchen, even at the half-step Divine Travel stage, can become a Human Immortal; Mo Yi, an Earth Immortal, falls into the Ghost Immortal realm, which is nothing more than a Divine Travel through the Mysterious Realm.

Whether it's a sword immortal, a wine immortal, a spear immortal, or a southern-style knife immortal, the fact that they all have the word "immortal" in their names means that they have found their own ethereal and elusive Heavenly Dao.

Even if it's just a trace, it's enough to firmly establish oneself as an immortal.

At this point, Qi Tianchen looked at Zhou Zhenhuan with some curiosity, and then quietly took away two white pieces.

"So what level are you at now?"

Zhou Zhenhuan sighed: "My master's chess skills are superb, I lost. As for the realm of skill, that's an uninteresting matter, why bring it up?"

Qi Tianchen nodded with great satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, all the chess pieces on the board were scattered.

"It's alright, you're still young. With a few more years of practice, you'll eventually catch up with this old man."

“What my senior brother says is true. In fact, I have come here today with a very important matter to discuss.”

I want to enter the No. 1 Restaurant in the world.

Qi Tianchen was slightly taken aback. He had considered countless possibilities, and he had even figured out what to do if this brat came to pluck his beard. But he never expected that the brat would actually want to enter the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven.