I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 252 I Have a Donkey That Travels Ten Thousand Miles
Li Bai's clothes were soaked through. He looked down and saw the confusion in their eyes, and burst into laughter.

"Because I received it before."

At the age of twenty-four, he left his country with a sword, bidding farewell to his family and traveling far away. Along the way, he met many friends. While traveling with a friend in the Dongting area, the friend fell ill and died in Chu. His body lay in the scorching moonlight. Even when Li Bai encountered a fierce tiger, he remained steadfast and unmoved.

They had also encountered bandits.

Aspirations in the eyes of two teenagers.

They consulted with the boatman.

Li Bai then smiled and explained to the two men in detail that if they wanted to make money this way, they should go to the government office to see how vicious the bandits were.

The two young disciples listened with their eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Li Bai laughed and poured himself a pot of wine from the wine jar.

"However, that was a few years ago, and the situation is likely different in each state. You'll have to see for yourselves to find out the specifics."

"Besides, bandits are not easy to deal with."

He drank it all in one gulp.

The two young disciples were filled with heroic spirit, wishing they could encounter bandits robbing them on the spot. Sanshui even hugged the long sword on his back to his chest.

After what seemed like an eternity, the rain gradually stopped.

The boatman let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, the strange rain stopped.

No matter how he poled and rowed the boat, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes left, sometimes right, and even tried to row backwards with great effort, not a drop of rain fell on the boat. While it was pouring rain nearby, this area remained completely dry.

It's really evil.

Could it be that the Dragon King or Water God in the water was moved by the boatman and took care of him for a while?
The boatman was a little disappointed, since it didn't get wet in the rain. He was hoping to catch some gold, jade, and pearls and make a fortune.

He shouted to the few hard-of-hearing passengers.

"Are you having drinks?"

"The rain was really heavy just now, but my boat didn't get wet at all. I'm blessed by the Water God, haha..."

Jiang She smiled.

They also shared their drinks with the boatman so he could taste them.

The Taoist priests of Tiantai Mountain brew excellent wine, unlike the kind you can buy in taverns; it has a refreshing, clean taste. There's also a jar of what's said to be medicinal wine, which can alleviate some ailments, but the group hasn't opened it yet.

The boatman smiled sheepishly.

He could smell that the wine was of good quality, perhaps even more expensive than the fare. But the boatman was reluctant to give up the fare, as it meant losing half a day's earnings.

After thinking for a while, the boatman brought out a pot that was cooking and served himself lunch, which was a pot of fish soup.

"Thank you all very much..."

We drank some wine and ate a pot of steaming fish soup.

We were full and satisfied with the wine and soup.

As soon as they disembarked, Li Bai, Yuan Danqiu, and the others went to find a place to relieve themselves. Only Zhang Guolao stood beside Jiang She, smiling as he watched the vast river.

"I didn't expect that the old deer would be able to put it down; it's beyond my expectations."

Zhang Guolao turned his head to look at Jiang She, "Sir, you already knew?"

Jiang She shook his head.

He said casually, "I only see that the mountain god has vaguely found his way, and his aura has become much clearer and more ethereal in the past two years. How could I possibly know how he will choose?"

Zhang Guolao glanced at the man.

I don't really believe it.

"Does the gentleman know what I'm thinking right now?"

Meeting Zhang Guolao's intense gaze, Jiang She couldn't help but chuckle. He said with a smile:

"I'm afraid Elder Guo has something interesting to share and wants to invite me."

Zhang Guolao was greatly surprised, as he had not shown any interest in the man surnamed Jiang during this period. He asked repeatedly:
"How did you know, sir?"

Zhang Guolao even speculated, "Could it really be able to burrow into my stomach and hear what I'm thinking?"

Jiang She burst into laughter.

After he had finished laughing, he said:

"Master Guo is a straightforward person. Although he has never said it, it is hard not to see it on his face. I am still wondering when Master Guo will speak."

Zhang Guo was also frank.

He then recounted how an official had visited him in the mountains, and how the emperor wanted to summon him to court, but instead the monk was summoned instead.

"Would you be willing to go to Chang'an for a visit, sir?"

Jiang She listened carefully and said with a smile, "This is going to be interesting."

When Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu returned, they could hear their teacher laughing loudly from afar. He and Danqiu exchanged a glance, both feeling a little strange.

Sanshui, ever the chatterbox, ran over and asked curiously, "What's making you happy, senior?"

Jiang She looked at them with a smile, "Would you like to go to Chang'an?"

"Eh?!!"

The two junior disciples immediately became interested. "Why do we have to go to Chang'an all of a sudden?" After asking, they were afraid that their senior would think that they were refusing to go, so they quickly agreed.

Jiang She told them about the monk.

Sanshui's eyes sparkled.

"The monk went to become an official, so does that mean he can see the emperor every day?"

I was curious even in the first year of junior high.

They had already met a princess on Mount Tiantai. They heard that she was the emperor's sister. Even when she was cultivating Taoism on the mountain, she was guarded by a hundred or so guards and had countless maids fanning her and attending to her. Even the maids were adorned with jewels, and the breeze they blew carried a faint fragrance.

Jiang She thought for a moment.

“The official positions of monks and Taoist priests are different from those of ordinary scholars.”

"As for the emperor, he's not someone you see every day," he added, looking at their bright eyes.

"However, we should have met before."

San Shui nodded vigorously.

"Then how do we get to Chang'an?"

She tugged at her junior brother's sleeve, and they both remembered that they had studied diligently for three years on Yunmeng Mountain. They both said:
"Now we can learn the art of flying!"

Sanshui shook his head and said, "We can ride the energy of heaven and earth."

The first-year student added: "Traveled several miles."

Sanshui: "It flew several feet off the ground; Master said it was soaring through the Taiqing."

Zhang Guolao became interested.

He stroked his white beard and looked at the two boys, who were about thirteen or fourteen years old. At that age, they were just children in the Taoist temple, and their daily work consisted of sweeping and cleaning.

Judging from this, it seems the two of them have made quite a bit of progress in their cultivation?
He has even mastered the art of flying, which is extremely rare at his age.

"What talent!"

Zhang Guolao stroked his beard, thinking of Mr. Jiang's ability to fly through the clouds, and asked the two boys with a smile, "Now, how many miles can you travel in a single leap?"

Sanshui and Chuyi shrank back.

The two recalled the Taoist practices they had followed along their journey, and their voices suddenly weakened:
"More than a mile..."

Hearing this from behind, Yuan Danqiu couldn't help but chuckle and asked.

"A little over a mile, that's several miles?"

"Yes."

Both junior disciples thought so; they were already very capable, at most they had only lied a little, and only a little.

Jiang She, Zhang Guo, Li Bai, and Yuan Danqiu all burst into laughter.

The kitten, unaware of what they were laughing at, stood to the side, avoiding the rain-soaked area, and tilted its head.

That's amazing to be able to travel a mile.

After Zhang Guolao finished laughing, he glanced at Jiang She. Jiang She waved his hand; he hadn't meant to tease the children while Sanshui and Chuyi were having a lively conversation.

Zhang Guolao then smiled and said.

"There's no need to use techniques like flying; it can be done more simply and easily."

Sanshui asked, "What method?"

Zhang Guolao stroked his beard.

"I have a donkey."

"It can be big or small; when you put it in your pocket, it becomes a thin piece of paper."

"Traveling ten thousand miles a day, wading through water and entering fire without worry."

After saying this, Zhang Guolao took a mouthful of wine and spat it onto the donkey-shaped paper. Suddenly, a snow-white donkey landed on the ground, brayed twice, raised its head, and nuzzled Zhang Guolao's hand.

Zhang Guo patted his precious white donkey.

"Alright, my good donkey."

He laughed and looked at the crowd.

At this moment, Zhang Guo's hair and beard were completely white, his clothes fluttered, and his demeanor was that of a straightforward and unrestrained person whom several emperors had been searching for but could not find.

"Gentlemen, please mount the donkey—"

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)