The ultimate master in the city

Zhou Fengchen and the other two exchanged glances, and Zhang Shisan clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for leading the way, sir."

"Please!" Mr. Zhu, the clerk, extended his hand respectfully.

The three men led Liu Zhenguo through the mandrill guards and toward the palace.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the hall, I heard melodious music playing inside. Upon entering the hall, I saw dazzling jade-inlaid walls, a group of graceful dancing girls, a dazzling array of fruits and vegetables, and a group of strangely shaped men, women, and children.

Without exception, these men, women, and children all possessed an aura that was subtle and different from that of ordinary people.

The clerk looked embarrassed and whispered, "Please wait a moment." He then hurried past a group of dancing girls and walked to a gilded armchair at the very back, where a young man in ancient costume sat with long hair tied up, looking like a woman.

Zhang Shisan whispered, "This group of mountain spirits and monsters is here. The one sitting in the gilded chair should be the mountain god of Tiger Head Mountain."

The nun Kuzhu chanted a Buddhist prayer and said, "Leaving aside these mountain spirits, the mountain god guards the mountain and is a mountain spirit; we should give him some face."

Zhou Fengchen suddenly chuckled.

Zhang Shisan and the nun Kuzhu found it strange, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "In the vast and desolate world, among the living beings who cultivate, Taoism reigns supreme. Mountain gods, ghosts, evil spirits, and demons are all heretics. They don't give him any face. They all act like they're something special. I'm already very uncomfortable with this."

Ku Zhu stared in disbelief, "You fanatical Taoist..."

Zhou Fengchen sneered, "You're too kind!"

Zhang Shisan smacked his lips. "Brother Zhou, I really admire you!"

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As the three were talking, the scribe, Xiao Zhu, whispered a few words to the mountain god. The mountain god looked over, clapped his hands gently, and a group of dancing girls filed away.

The entire hall, from the young to the old, was filled with intense, hostile stares.

The mountain god laughed heartily, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Honored guest, I am so sorry for not welcoming you sooner! Please have a seat!"

As they spoke, three mountain demons set up a small tea table, a bed, fruits, and wine in the innermost seats.

They gave me a lot of face.

Provoked by Zhou Fengchen's words, Zhang Shisan and the nun Kuzhu forgot about giving each other face. Zhang Shisan cut to the chase: "I'm here to get my sword back! Your snake demon brought it in."

The mountain god was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Of course, of course, please have a seat."

Zhang Shisan breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and sat down on the cushion.

The nun, Kuzhu, chanted a Buddhist prayer. "This humble nun has something to say."

The mountain god waved his hand: "Please speak, nun."

Kuzhu said, "The snake spirit Honglang and the two wild ghosts have been breaking the rules and committing all sorts of evil deeds. This humble nun couldn't stand by and watch, so I've come to you to demand an explanation."

The mountain god chuckled: "You can deal with the two ghosts as you see fit. Later, I'll remove Honglang's demon bones, forcing her to rebuild her strength. From now on, keep a close watch on the spirits of Zhou Mountain and forbid them from venturing out. What do you say?"

The other party gave her plenty of face, and the nun Kuzhu felt much more comfortable. She walked over and sat down, casually picking up a grape.

The mountain god then looked at Zhou Fengchen, "Sir, do you have something to say?"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "It's nothing, let's talk."

The mountain god beckoned, "Please sit!"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head again, "I won't sit here!"

Zhang Shisan and Ku Zhu looked on curiously, both a little puzzled. What was this guy up to?

The mountain god smiled and asked, "Where would you like to sit, sir?"

Zhou Fengchen pointed to his chair, "You get down, I'll sit!"

"Whoosh—"

The mountain spirits and monsters in the entire hall, including Zhang Shisan and the nun Kuzhu, were all taken aback. These words were too arrogant. Were they looking for trouble?

Immediately, an elderly woman with a hooked nose and white hair stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "Young man, the Mountain God has already shown you great respect. Please have some self-respect!"

Several more men glared angrily over, "Kid, you're too arrogant!"

The remaining people were also discussing it amongst themselves.

The mountain god waved his hand to stop the crowd and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Zhou Fengchen took out an ancient Qing Dynasty sword and casually tossed it away.

With a "whoosh," it plunged straight into the floor in front of the mountain god.

Everyone in the hall was startled.

Zhou Fengchen activated the Three Powers Returning to Origin Technique, his body shimmering with a hazy yellow light, exuding an imposing aura. He said, "I have cultivated since childhood, undergoing the practices of fasting the mind, sitting in oblivion, following the natural order, breathing exercises, listening to the breath, heel breathing, maintaining stillness, visualization, guarding the One, consuming elixirs, circulating qi, and embryonic breathing. At eighteen, I attained the Qi Transformation Technique, my status and cultivation surpassing even ordinary mountain and river gods. What are you to me?"

It sounds a bit arrogant and conceited, but you really can't blame Zhou Fengchen for this. This is what Zhou Daoxing taught him. The Great Evolution Path is different from other Daoist sects. No matter what, you can't bow down to demons, gods, ghosts, or monsters. Otherwise, you're not qualified to guard Xiaomi Mountain. Unless you can't beat them, you should just run away.

The mountain spirits in the entire hall instantly changed their expressions. The little nun Kuzhu opened her eyes wide, and Zhang Shisan couldn't help but stand up and exclaim, "Damn!"

The mountain god's expression changed several times before he quickly put on a smiling face, trotted down, and bowed deeply, saying, "Immortal, please take a seat!"

Zhou Fengchen then put Liu Zhenguo aside, walked to the mountain god's seat with his hands behind his back, plopped down, peeled a banana, and yum, that feels good!

The mountain god obediently sat down below, a smile plastered on his face.

then……

The entire hall was completely silent.

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand, "Summon that snake demon!"

The mountain god clapped his hands, "Red Lang!"

No sooner had the words left her mouth than the snake spirit Hong Lang, covered in blood, staggered in from the side hall, carrying Zhang Shisan's longsword. She presented the sword to Zhang Shisan and then knelt before the mountain god.

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The mountain god's face was grim. "The immortal is going to punish you. Do you submit?"

"Clothes!"

Honglang obediently lay on the ground, spat out a demon core, and instantly transformed into an injured ordinary spotted python, swimming back to the side hall.

The mountain god respectfully presented the "demon core" to Zhou Fengchen, then obediently sat back down.

Zhou Fengchen picked up the demon core, examined it, stuffed it into his pocket, and asked, "Tiger Head Mountain God, I heard you're capturing mountain spirits and wandering ghosts, is that true?"

The mountain god nodded: "By order of Master Wang!"

Zhou Fengchen asked curiously, "Is Master Wang going to deal with the Scattered Flower Ghost King?"

The mountain god replied, "I've heard that's how it is."

Zhou Fengchen then asked, "What is the Scattering Flower Ghost King?"

The mountain god shook his head. "I don't know. That's a matter for the great figures in the underworld."

Do you know Mao Wenlong, the ghost messenger?

"have no idea!"

"Is there a corpse spirit around here named Yang Wudi?"

"No!"

……

Zhou Fengchen was a little annoyed, thinking to himself that his act of bravado had been for nothing, and waved his hand: "We're leaving!"

A group of mountain spirits and monsters respectfully rose to their feet.

Zhou Fengchen hoisted Liu Zhenguo onto his shoulder, gave a wink to the stunned Zhang Shisan and the nun Kuzhu, and said, "Let's go!"

The mountain god personally escorted them, leading the three along a different path that led to a stone gate.

The three of them went out through the stone gate, and the scenery before them suddenly changed. They appeared in a dilapidated mountain god temple, and the mountain god and wild monsters behind them all disappeared.

It was already broad daylight, and fine snowflakes began to fall outside.

Zhang Shisan and the nun Kuzhu stared at Zhou Fengchen as if they had seen a ghost.

Zhou Fengchen subconsciously touched his face. "How's it going? Clean and tidy, right? Everything's resolved. Why bother arguing with them? It's unnecessary!"

Zhang Shisan asked, "Have you mastered the art of transforming qi into saliva?"

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback. "Yes! What's wrong?"

Zhang Shisan stomped his foot, his face filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment, "Damn! That's awesome!"

The nun, Kuzhu, sighed, gave Zhou Fengchen a deep look, and said, "It's over. I'm going back!"

Before the two could react, he turned and went out, walking away into the wind and snow.

Zhang Shisan was still staring longingly at Zhou Fengchen, "How old are you?"

"Are you crazy?!" Zhou Fengchen cursed. "Why are you asking this? You're almost 22, so what?"

Zhang Shisan raised a finger, "I'm eighth on the Baixiaoseng's younger generation ranking, just at the embryonic stage! I thought you were at most around me, but you're quite far behind. I guess only the top three, Xi Konghua, Jiang Zhengxin, and Shangguan Xianyun, can compare to you! You really can't judge a book by its cover. I'm definitely going to be your friend."

"It's just practicing Qigong, why make it sound so mysterious!" Zhou Fengchen spat. "Bullshit!"

As he spoke, he carried Liu Zhenguo out of the mountain god temple.

"We really value this thing," Zhang Shisan said, eagerly following behind.

Zhou Fengchen asked, "Aren't you going back with Ku Zhu?"

"Why go back with her? That little nun is boring. It's still early, I'll play with you!"

……

The two searched the mountaintop for a long time in the snow, but got lost and couldn't find their way down. It wasn't until Liu Zhenguo woke up that he led them out.

When they were almost at Liu Zhen's house, it was already midday. Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were wondering what to eat for lunch when they suddenly saw a bald, fat man standing by a big tree outside the door. He was only wearing a pair of shorts and was urinating on the tree roots.

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