Chapter 153: Peach Blossom Palace

Sleepless all night.

The next morning, the sound of copper gongs rang through the entire small town.

"Attention all households! Attention all households! The immortals of the Peach Blossom Immortal Palace are opening their doors to accept disciples today. All young men between fifteen and twenty years old, gather under the big locust tree at the entrance of the town at noon..."

Zhang Xingyu yawned, stretched, and went out with his sword.

"Wuwuwuwu..."

He looked up and saw the hunchbacked old man of the inn sobbing in a low voice with his thin grandson.

Very strange, these two grandfather and grandson, crying so hard early in the morning.

"Boss, you two, crying so hard early in the morning, what for?" Zhang Xingyu asked.

The old man wiped away his old tears and said: "Guest, the old man is sending his grandson to the Immortal Sect to cultivate today. I'm afraid I won't see him for a long time, so I'm a bit reluctant. Disturbing the guest's rest is the old man's sin."

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "So that's how it is. You don't have to be sad, old man. Going to the Immortal Sect to cultivate is a good thing, an opportunity many people won't get in a lifetime. You should be happy. Besides, when your grandson succeeds in cultivation and wants to come back to see you, it's just a matter of minutes."

The old man nodded, then asked: "What's a matter of minutes?"

Zhang Xingyu touched the back of his head and said softly: "It means very quickly, come whenever you want."

The old man smiled: "The guest is right. When my grandson becomes an immortal, he can also fly in the sky."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around, pulled his grandson to the side, and exhorted him carefully.

"Zhang Xingyu, let's go see too. I have never seen the scene of an Immortal Sect accepting disciples!" Zhang Kaixin shook Zhang Xingyu's arm lightly.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Xingyu agreed. He had never seen an Immortal Sect accepting disciples either, and also wanted to go watch the excitement.

After breakfast, bringing his bodyguard, the two of them excitedly walked out of the inn door.

On both sides of the street, every household had smoke curling up, chickens crowing and dogs barking.

In the middle of the street, four or five children were running back and forth, playing and making trouble.

"Invite the immortals, welcome the immortals, the immortals arrive in the human world today; the immortals are wonderful, the immortals are good, the immortals run everywhere in the sky..."

One child sang a nursery rhyme, and the other children echoed in unison.

At the hour of Chen, outside the small town, under the locust tree.

The crowd gathered in twos and threes.

Exhortations, sobbing, and playing sounds rang out in one piece.

A stage was set up under the locust tree, and green cloth curtains were pulled on the stage.

An old man with white hair was helped to stand in the center of the stage.

This old man's surname is Wang, and he is the mayor of the small town.

Mayor Wang knocked heavily on the stage with his dragon-headed cane and shouted loudly to the crowd under the stage: "Every household, the immortals of the Peach Blossom Immortal Sect are coming to accept disciples, no one is allowed to talk, no one is allowed to cry or make trouble, so as not to anger the immortals who have come to accept disciples."

Under the stage, the noisy sound of the crowd gradually decreased.

The teenagers between fifteen and twenty stood in two rows directly in front of the stage, while their relatives wiped tears quietly all around.

Time passed bit by bit.

The sun had already climbed to the top of the tree.

"They're here! The immortals are here!" Someone called out softly.

Everyone looked up.

Above the small town, a small boat slowly descended from the sky.

On the boat, a woman stood gracefully. She wore a pink dress, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy in a painting.

The small boat landed.

The pink-clothed woman opened her red lips and asked: "Are all the people between fifteen and twenty in the town here?"

"Fairy, everyone is here." Mayor Old Man Wang replied hurriedly.

The pink-clothed woman nodded and reached out to point at the small boat at her feet.

The small boat slowly grew larger, finally becoming a large boat five or six zhang long.

"How magical!" Someone in the crowd praised.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the large boat and thought to himself: This must be a high-grade magic treasure flying boat. To build such a flying magic treasure, it must have cost quite a lot of materials and spirit stones.

The pink-clothed woman heard everyone's praise but did not stop them.

"Come up, all of you." The pink-clothed woman said to the group of teenagers.

The teenagers who had already lined up boarded the flying boat one by one.

Strange! The Immortal Sect accepting disciples doesn't even test spiritual roots.

With curiosity, Zhang Xingyu said to Liu Dahu: "Liu Dahu, you take Zhang Kaixin back to the inn first, I'll follow and watch the excitement."

Ignoring Zhang Kaixin's resentful look, Zhang Xingyu followed behind the line and boarded the flying boat.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu board the magic treasure, the pink-clothed woman showed joy.

The flying boat slowly rose into the air, and the small town became smaller and smaller.

Looking down from the flying boat, the small town was like a stranded fishing boat.

This Small Boat Town truly lived up to its name.

The magic treasure rose to about a thousand meters, then followed the mountainside and flew into the depths of the endless mountains.

On the peach blossom boat, the group of men and women exclaimed softly.

"We're flying in the sky!"

"Look quickly, the houses below are so small!"

"Is that the Aiyi River? It looks like a ribbon."

Zhang Xingyu secretly observed the pink-clothed woman of the Peach Blossom Immortal Sect.

He saw her eyes smiling, and a jade finger lightly tapping the railing of the flying boat.

The flying boat flew for an hour.

In the distance, a pink mountain peak entered everyone's eyes.

When they flew close to the mountain peak, everyone discovered that the mountain was covered with peach trees.

The flowers of April in the human world have faded, but the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are just beginning to bloom.

At this time, it was the time when the peach blossoms on the mountain were in full bloom, and the peach blossoms flying all over the sky seemed to have put a pink gauze dress on the mountain peak.

The peach blossom magic treasure landed on a platform on the mountainside.

Under the command of the pink-clothed woman, everyone got off the peach blossom flying boat and followed a small path in the peach forest, slowly heading toward the peak.

Bees singing, peach blossoms flying.

From time to time, women carrying flower baskets appeared in the peach forest.

"Peach Blossom Hermitage on Peach Blossom Peak, Peach Blossom Immortal under Peach Blossom Hermitage; Peach Blossom Immortal plants peach trees, and picks peach blossoms to sell for wine money. When sober, sit only before the flowers, when drunk, exchange for sleep under the flowers; half-sober, half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall, flowers bloom, year after year."

In Zhang Xingyu's mind, a scene of a fairy picking peach blossoms appeared, and an adapted version of "Peach Blossom Hermitage" blurted out.

The pink-clothed woman leading the way turned her head, looked at Zhang Xingyu, and smiled sweetly.

Climbing up the small path for an hour, everyone was panting from exhaustion.

Just when everyone was exhausted, a huge peach blossom appeared before everyone's eyes.

This peach blossom was more than ten zhang high and dozens of zhang wide, with three red stamens standing in the center of the five pink petals.

The peach blossom was built from unknown stones, and a high archway stood at the entrance, with four golden characters engraved on it: "Peach Blossom Immortal Palace".

Four sword-carrying girls stood at the archway entrance.

Seeing the pink-clothed woman leading the way, the four girls bowed lightly and said: "Fifth Senior Sister, are these the new palace slaves accepted this month?"

The leading woman nodded and said softly: "Send them to Wujian Cliff. I am going to report to the Palace Master."

The conversation between the three was very slight, but it still drifted into Zhang Xingyu's ears.

Palace slaves?

Not looking for disciples?

Zhang Xingyu's heart tightened. ===== CHAPTER 154 =====