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

Zhou Zhenhuan sat casually on the steps in front of the Mingde Emperor's Dragon Table, holding a plate of snacks in his hand, eating while shaking his head.

It was just a small favor.

His Majesty is a good emperor, for he has bestowed honors upon this humble Taoist.

However, it must be said that His Majesty is really stingy. He would at least give a reward of ten thousand taels of gold or something, but instead he gives an empty title.

Do not eat or drink properly.

My poor Qingcheng Mountain is in dire need of resources. Even the main hall of our ancestral temple has been destroyed by wind and rain.

"We want to build a new main hall for our ancestral master, but we don't have the money."

Qi Tianchen, standing to the side, practically rolled his eyes to the sky.

You think Qingcheng has no money? You're kidding me.

Furthermore, don't you have any idea how the ancestral hall collapsed?

Emperor Mingde was pleased to see his carefree demeanor, and was even more delighted that his health had improved significantly.

So they don't care about putting on airs, after all, no one can put on airs in front of this person.

He simply plopped down next to Zhou Zhenhuan, feeling both amused and exasperated.

So this person came here to plead poverty.

That's really hard to predict.

How could a true immortal be trapped by such filthy things?

Emperor Mingde's heart stirred. This man was probably going to give him a chance, and at the same time, he was making a statement.

Qingcheng had no objections to the royal family.

"That's my fault. Such a trivial matter is not worth the trouble of the real person making a trip in person."

I have already made a plan for this matter.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty. Oh, by the way, here, have this."

Zhou Zhen actually reached into his sleeve and rummaged around. He had already witnessed the magic of this sleeve before.

So I'm really curious now.

Zhou Zhenhuan then pulled out two melons and a bag of dried meat from his sleeve.

"These melons and dried camel meat are things I brought back from the Western Regions."

"Let His Majesty have a taste."

What was originally the most ordinary thing evoked a flood of emotions in Emperor Mingde.

In his position, whatever he wants to eat or drink, he only needs to say a word, and his subordinates will do everything in their power to get it for him.

But this seemingly ordinary gift touched him deeply.

The reason this person is standing before you is not because he is the emperor.

It's like two friends who haven't seen each other for many days meet, and one of them casually gives you something, saying, "I saw this by chance and thought it would suit you."

There was no scheming involved.

Looking into Zhou Huanzhen's clear and innocent eyes, Emperor Mingde suddenly felt an urge to shed tears.

He said "good" three times.

"It's kind of you to think of me, Master. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Zhou Zhenhuan waved his hand: "Always calling yourself 'I am the only one with supreme imperial power,' you must be very lonely, right?"

In short, Emperor Mingde could not hold back his tears.

"A true person understands me."

Zhou Zhenhuan patted him on the shoulder again.

"Uncle-Master, stop looking. These are the only two melons. Give them both to His Majesty."

If you want some, I'll bring you some later.

Qi Tianchen was both amused and exasperated: "Thank you for your concern, Junior Nephew. There's no need for that. I don't like sweets."

"Your Highness, news has just come from the palace that he has entered the palace."

On their way back to Beili from the Western Regions, Crimson King Xiao Yu and his party had already turned towards Qingcheng Mountain.

Just then, a black crow descended from the sky.

Someone quickly entered the main tent of the Crimson King Xiao Yu: "Your Highness, we have just received news that the carefree immortal is currently in the palace."

Chapter 55 Zhao Yuzhen: Whose house did my senior brother demolish this time?

Zhou Zhen actually stayed in the palace, becoming the first man, apart from the underage princes, to spend the night there.

The emperor, of course, cannot be counted, because the emperor originally lived here, and the entire harem belonged to him.

Emperor Mingde was naturally pleased that Zhou Zhen was going to spend a few days in the palace.

He had never been so happy since his younger brother, the Prince of Langya, who understood him best, passed away.

He discovered that Zhou Zhen's chess skills were excellent, far superior to Qi Tianchen's terrible chess skills.

When this matter was mentioned, Zhou Zhenhuan laughed and said, "My master is proficient in divination, how could he not know how to play chess?"

"But I'm playing chess, while my senior master is playing a favor."

Emperor Mingde thought for a moment and understood, then smiled and said, "What you say makes sense. Being in this position alone, it is indeed sometimes difficult to distinguish between what is real and what is fake."

Zhou Zhen waved his hand, and the chess pieces automatically flew back to the chess box in black and white.

Whether it's true or false, sometimes it's not that important.

Your Majesty, have you ever heard the saying among the common people?

"Oh? What are you talking about?"

"If you're not deaf and mute, you can't be a father-in-law."

Many things are best left unseen; it's wise to be a little oblivious.

I know what Your Majesty is worried about, and I also know why Your Majesty does not establish a crown prince.

But His Majesty is now in good health; perhaps he can continue to exert himself for a few more years, observe further, and wait a while longer.

Emperor Mingde seemed to be deep in thought, then smiled and said, "Your insight is truly profound. But in your opinion, which of my sons is capable of shouldering such a great responsibility?"

Although Emperor Mingde was not a good elder brother or a good father, he was certainly a good emperor.

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head: "Your Majesty already has the answer in your heart, doesn't he?"

I'm just a country bumpkin, how would I know about this?

Qingcheng never interferes in court affairs; Your Majesty is trying to make me make a mistake.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde felt a weight lifted from his heart.

"The True Man will surely linger in Tianqi City for quite some time this time."

"Of course, I also want to see the scenery of Tianqi City."

The bitter cold seems to have completely subsided.

The mountains and fields are covered with peach trees.

Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen used the Heart Sutra of the Departing Fire Array to spur the growth of peach trees.

Li Hanyi, meanwhile, danced with her sword beneath a sky full of peach blossoms, her movements graceful and agile, like a dragon soaring through the air.

Zhao Yuzhen leaned against the peach tree, gazing at it intently.

Suddenly, Li Hanyi's sword moves went awry. He turned around, his beautiful eyes seeming to speak volumes as he stared at Zhao Yuzhen.

Zhao Yuzhen smiled wryly: "Is it my fault again this time?"

"Of course it's your fault. Why don't you just focus on growing your peaches and stop staring at me?"

"Ha, little fairy, that's a bit unreasonable."

How can you know I'm watching you if you don't look at me?

"You...you're asking for it!"

At that moment, a discordant voice rang out.

"Perhaps I have come at the wrong time, but I have to interrupt you for a moment."

"Brother Dao, Junior Sister, please come and have a chat."

It was still a pavilion. Zhao Yuzhen looked at Li Hanyi, who had put her mask back on, with some regret.

Li Hanyi glared at the uninvited guest, Baili Dongjun.

Baili Dongjun felt uncomfortable being stared at and scratched his nose.

"Alright, alright, I was wrong, I shouldn't have bothered you."

However, there are some things you should know.

Snowmoon City has an organization that specializes in collecting intelligence, called the Spider Web.

As the largest city in the martial arts world, Snow Moon City naturally needs reliable sources of information.

"What's going on in the Western Regions?"

Li Hanyi also composed herself and casually asked a question.

Baili Dongjun nodded, then shook his head, a bitter smile on his face.

"Yes and no.

Speaking of which, this matter has a great deal to do with your senior brother.

Zhao Yuzhen was somewhat surprised: "My senior brother? Whose house did he demolish this time?"

Seeing that Baili Dongjun and Li Hanyi were looking over at the same time, Zhao Yuzhen coughed awkwardly twice.

"No, I mean, what did my senior brother do this time?"

"He took Qianluo as his disciple. That girl Qianluo has really stirred up a hornet's nest."

"Qianluo?" Li Hanyi's originally suppressed, rough voice changed back to its original tone due to surprise, which made Baili Dongjun glance at him several times.

"That's right, it's Qianluo."

Changfeng arrived too late; no one expected that Qianluo would catch Zhou Daoxiong's eye.

Not only did he take on a disciple, but he also claimed to be the first disciple of the sect.

Changfeng only has this one daughter, and when he heard she was going to become a nun, he was furious.

Zhao Yuzhen's eyes twitched. Judging from this, it seemed that it was indeed something her senior brother was capable of doing.

“Well, Brother Baili, my cultivation on Qingcheng Mountain doesn’t count as becoming a monk.”

Zhao Yuzhen silently made an excuse for her senior brother.

Baili Dongjun shook his head with a wry smile: "Of course I know that, and Changfeng knows it too. It's just that this girl used her identity as the founding disciple of your Qingcheng Xiaoyao Immortal lineage to break half of the Arhat Formation of Jiulong Temple."

The Nine Dragons Temple, however, believes that this was a joint effort between Snow Moon City and Qingcheng.

At this point, Baili Dongjun's expression became increasingly strange.

"Qianluo's strength has improved quite a bit since she became an apprentice."

According to Tang Lian's letter, now, without the aid of the "Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers" technique, he is probably no match for Qian Luo.

Li Hanyi wasn't surprised, and Zhao Yuzhen nodded as well: "Senior brother is indeed quite capable in training disciples."

Although I haven't been down the mountain for many years, news from Qingcheng Mountain isn't exactly obscure, and I've heard of the Arhat Formation.

"Qianluo is quite remarkable to have broken through half of the formation at such a young age."

Baili Dongjun laughed heartily: "So Changfeng is in a real bind right now. Qianluo is determined to go to Qingcheng."

Brother, please don't misunderstand. Changfeng knows this is a great thing. It's just that Qianluo has been raised by Changfeng for so many years, and he's probably reluctant to part with her.