Chapter 18: Fight

Princess Taiping didn't care about Sima Chengzhen's indifference at all. She still smiled happily, slapped her hands and ordered: "Serve the food."

Teams of maids brought wine and food. Chen Wanrong looked at the delicious food on the table, the basic characteristics of these delicacies, the colors, fragrance and flavors, and they were all excellent. The aroma came into the nose, and Chen Wanrong couldn't help but move his index finger, and his Adam's apple couldn't stop twitching, and he wanted to have a big meal.

A maid held a silver tray with several jade cups on it. There were all kinds of fruits on it. She was placed in front of Sima Chengzhen and floated away. Among the people present, only Sima Chengzhen had fruits in front of him, and the others were delicacies and meat made of mountains. What was his intention? Chen Wanrong couldn't help but be surprised.

Princess Taiping stood up, came to Sima Chengzhen, picked up a silver wine pot, and said kindly: "Master Sima has the skills to guide and is not as good as the world's fireworks. These fruits are all taken from Nanshan, and they may not be able to fall into the Taoist's eyes. I will eat a little bit. This wine is made of fruit wine, made of wild fruits in Nanshan and mountain springs in Nanshan. Please taste it."

Such thoughtful and meticulous arrangements can be said to be spared no effort, and anyone will be moved. However, Sima Chengzhen's face was calm, and he was still in a state of being unfair: "Princess Xie."

Princess Taiping smiled even more affectionately: "The Taoist has come to the long run, Li Lingyue poured a glass of wine for the Taoist priest." Holding the handle with his right hand and holding the lid with his left hand, a clear stream of wine slowly poured into the wine glass. The air was immediately filled with the heart-warming aroma of wine. Chen Wanrong swept it a little, and many guests sniffed secretly. It was such a good wine.

Put down the wine pot, Princess Taiping returned to her seat, and the maid sifted the wine for her and held it in her hand: "Come on, I wish you a glass of Taoist priest."

Chen Wanrong and the others picked up their wine glasses and said in unison: "Sir, Master!"

Sima Chengzhen raised his glass in his hand and said, "Thank you all." The glass was raised to his lips, with only a small inclination angle, which was very casual. However, when he put it down, the woman hurriedly lifted the wine pot for him to sift the wine. Chen Wanrong was very surprised and thought that if he could drink it in one go, the gravity of the earth would be useless. However, the fact was far from what Chen Wanrong could imagine. The wine was slowly poured in for a long time before the woman put down the wine pot.

In this way, Chen Wanrong was surprised that witchcraft was impossible. Could it be that it was really a legendary internal skill? When he was about to think about it, Sima Chengzhen picked up a mountain fruit, and the mountain fruit seemed to be transformed into magic and suddenly broke into two halves.

Chen Wanrong could understand this. As long as his hand is strong enough, he can completely pinch the mountain fruit. However, it would be difficult to lift the weight as lightly as he did, as if nothing had happened. Needless to say, Sima Chengzhen is a martial arts expert.

The guidance of fasting exists in the novelist's writings, but I didn't expect it to be true. Sima Chengzhen must be among them. Chen Wanrong is more interested in Sima Chengzhen and always pays attention to his actions.

After a tour of wine, Princess Taiping clapped her hands and said, "Send it up."

A maid was holding a silver tray with a silver basin on it. She put it on Sima Chengzhen's table. When she opened the lid, she saw a steaming chicken in the basin. The tempting fragrance drifted everywhere, and a sound of swallowing saliva sounded. Chen Wanrong couldn't help but feel funny and glanced at everyone. Dou Huaizhen and his friends looked at the chicken in the silver basin.

Before Princess Taiping spoke, Sima Chengzhen resigned: "The princess is so beautiful, I feel. But I have not eaten grains for many years and have no meat and fish. Please forgive me." She glanced at the silver basin lightly, but did not look at it again. Princess Taiping flattered her horse's legs.

Princess Taiping smiled and said, "The Taoist master is a master of Taoism and is not a human being, so Li Lingyue naturally knows it. But this is not an ordinary chicken, but a Douchao chicken produced in Lingnan, and it is very suitable for guided people to eat."

Chen Wanrong heard about what a tide chicken is, but he didn't care. Sima Chengzhen raised his eyebrows and stared at the chicken in the silver basin, and smiled and said, "The princess is so beautiful, I dare not give up again." He grabbed the ivory chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed for a while, praised it repeatedly, and rated it: "It's as fresh as fish, as clear as bamboo shoots, it's the best quality!"

A beautiful flower suddenly bloomed on Princess Taiping's pink face: "With the praise of Taoist priest, Li Lingyue is extremely honored!"

Sima Chengzhen put down his ivory chopsticks and looked at the Douchao Chicken: "This chicken was born in Cangwu Mountain, Lingnan. I have eaten it since I traveled here in the past. In the blink of an eye, it was already an old thing twenty years ago."

"The Taoist priest likes to eat, so eat more. Li Lingyue then told someone to bring it back." Princess Taiping smiled and was extremely happy.

Sima Chengzhen waved his right hand lightly: "The princess is very kind, I am grateful. It is difficult to catch this tide chicken. It is thousands of miles away from Lingnan. Moreover, the mountains and rivers are far away, so how can i feel at that time? Whenever this chicken is rising, it must be crowing on the beach until the tide is gone. If you want to taste delicious, you must catch it at this time. There is even a strange place. If this chicken leaves the coast too early, the sound will be dull and the meat taste is no different from that of ordinary chickens. The chicken in the pot only takes five or six days to leave the coast. The princess is a good method."

In such a difficult thing, Princess Taiping was able to catch the tide chicken. Her methods were really extraordinary, but they were too exhausted and damaged their wealth. Chen Wanrong secretly criticized him.

Princess Taiping smiled and was filled with joy, as if she was praised by Sima Chengzhen as the supreme glory: "The Taoist Master is very knowledgeable. This chicken was caught five days ago, and the horse was sent to Chang'an, and then cooked by a famous chef. Taoist Master, please."

Sima Chengzhen did not raise his chopsticks: "The princess is so kind, I forgive me for not obeying my will. This chicken is expensive, and I am uneasy to eat. It is enough to have these mountain fruits."

Princess Taiping was so powerful that she could not find any one who dared to violate her intentions. Sima Chengzhen was not grateful. Chen Wanrong praised her from the bottom of her heart and secretly praised her, thinking that this was the real master of justice.

Dou Huaizhen and the others looked very ugly. Looking at Sima Chengzhen, they looked angry. If it weren't for Princess Taiping, they would have scolded him loudly.

The smile on Princess Taiping's face froze unnaturally. Fortunately, she reacted very quickly. This stiffness only existed for a very short time. Then she had a proud smile and praised: "The Taoist priest is admired by Li Lingyue. Come on, Taoist priest, Li Lingyue respects you a glass and apologizes." Hold the wine glass in front of her.

Sima Chengzhen picked up the wine glass, touched it from a distance, and said he would like to drink it.

"The Taoist priest is a Taoist priest, and he has a deep connection with immortality. Can you please explain it to Li Lingyue?" Princess Taiping suggested, her eyes shining.

This proposal was immediately echoed by Dou Huaizhen and others, and praised it in unison. Chen Wanrong didn't believe in these immortal fates at all and ignored them. He accidentally saw Jiang Bingchu curling his lips and looked at him disdainful. He was the guest of Princess Taiping, but he had never enjoyed such high-standard courtesy as Sima Chengzhen. He was jealous.

Sima Chengzhen spoke slowly: "The theory of immortal fate and the affairs of immortal methods are all in the vain and ethereal form. If you believe it, you will have it; if you don't believe it, you will have nothing. Only by seeking the source can you be the great way."

The words shocked everyone! No one could have thought of such a statement, even Chen Wanrong did not expect that when Chen Wanrong wanted to come, he would have to brag a few words and show off. Unexpectedly, he would not mention it at all and push it cleanly. This is the real master!

Princess Taiping's smile was stiff and asked unnaturally: "Does the Taoist Master think that Li Lingyue is not qualified enough to hear the Taoist Dao? If he hears the Taoist Master's high opinion, Ling Yue is willing to renovate the Taoist Temple."

Sima Chengzhen laughed loudly, and his laughter was like a storm, wave after wave, endless and continuous. No one understood why he laughed, so he could only look at him stupidly. After a while, Sima Chengzhen stopped laughing: "What the princess says is a common thing. If I practice the contemplation, I will never come to the princess. I have been practicing the Tao for many years, but the matter of immortals and Taoism is still slim, so I dare not mislead the princess."

Princess Taiping's face was still not good-looking. She was thinking about saying something, but Sima Chengzhen smiled and said, "Tell the princess Ming that the world is full of chaos and wonder, and it is elusive. The so-called immortal arts and Taoisms are just a hindrance. Only those despicable people have deceived the world and money under the guise of the wonderful things of the immortals."

Jiang Bingchu was secretly shocked when he heard this, as if he was talking about him. Chen Wanrong gently clenched his high-fives and praised: "What the Taoist priest said is extremely! All things about immortals and Buddhas are in the original heart. If there is Buddha in the heart, the Buddha will exist; if there is no immortal in the heart, the immortals will not be there."

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun!" Sima Chengzhen said a loud voice, looked at Chen Wanrong, nodded slightly, and expressed his appreciation: "What the donor said is extremely true! The original source is the great way. If the princess is willing to guide her breathing, I can still be a little bit effective. I will forgive me for not obeying my orders."

Princess Taiping spent a lot of effort on this dust-cleaning. She originally thought that she could win Sima Chengzhen's favor and gain some insight into some immortal techniques. Unexpectedly, Sima Chengzhen did not give any face at all, her chest was fluttering, and her face was erect, but she could not have an attack.

Dou Huaizhen and the others knew that Princess Taiping was so embarrassed that she would be shocking once she got angry, and they would be silent and dare not show off.

Jiang Bingchu had long seen Sima Chengzhen dislike him and was jealous. Princess Taiping was angry. It was his good opportunity to show that he stood up and asked with one hand: "Master Sima is such a bad word. The immortal family has its own magic skills, so why is it in the misty? Jiang Bingchu is not talented, and I would like to learn from the Taoist priest."

As soon as he spoke, he relieved Princess Taiping's embarrassment and expressed his approval: "Master Taoist, this Taoist Taoist, is a Taoist sect, and his immortal skills are extraordinary."

Sima Chengzhen glanced at Jiang Bingchu, but nodded slightly, and said nothing more. For Jiang Bingchu, this is contempt, which is intolerable? His chest was swelling sharply, and he suppressed his anger: "Can the Taoist priest be willing to give him advice?"

Chen Wanrong has inferred from Sima Chengzhen's performance that Sima Chengzhen is not an ordinary person, but must be a master like a dragon. Jiang Bingchu challenged him to make a fuss. However, the more unlucky Jiang Bingchu, the more beneficial it will be for me. He teased him a little: "Master Jiang, the immortals, magic and magic are all illusory, how can you get into the eyes of Master Sima?"

Jiang Bingchu turned her head and glared at Chen Wanrong, her eyes wider than those of a cow's eyes. Chen Wanrong seemed to have not seen his annoyed look: "If you don't believe it, you can challenge the Taoist priest. However, I have to remind you not to fall and can't get up."

Princess Taiping glared at Chen Wanrong and said coldly: "Mr. Chen, you don't have the say here." She regretted asking Chen Wanrong to the banquet, but she didn't help herself.

Dou Huaizhen and the others immediately shouted: "Shut up! You are a small seventh-rank official, what qualifications are you to speak here?"

Chen Wanrong was not surprised or angry, and smiled and said, "Princess, all the sirs, Chen Wanrong's loyal words. If you don't believe it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Jiang Bingchu snorted coldly, Chong was furious and murderous intent. Chen Wanrong's heart was furious and said coldly: "Master Jiang, otherwise, we two will fight the immortal skills to see who has a more advanced Taoist practice."

Liu Sixian was defeated by Chen Wanrong, and Jiang Bingchu still remembered it fresh. How could he dare to defeat Chen Wanrong? However, Chen Wanrong openly called for war and could not be afraid of fighting. In a dilemma, Chen Wanrong heard Chen Wanrong shout loudly: "Master Jiang, just use your Taoist magic and immortal skills, I will destroy it all for you. How many are there, how many are there!"

Jiang Bingchu couldn't accept it anymore. He was about to agree, but Sima Chengzhen said: "Master Jiang, since this is the case, I will be ugly. If you don't know where to go, please forgive me."

Chen Wanrong looked at Sima Chengzhen and saw that he was looking at me, with a lot of praise in his eyes. It was probably because he was afraid that Jiang Bingchu would hurt Chen Wanrong, so he took it over. He had good intentions, but he didn't know Chen Wanrong's ability, so he was a little meddling in other people's business.

"Master Jiang, do you want to compete with me or with Master Sima?" Chen Wanrong still teased Jiang Bingchu.

The two sides weighed the pros and cons, but they still had a chance of winning against Sima Chengzhen. They lost against Chen Wanrong, so they said fiercely: "Are you worthy?" They turned their heads and didn't even look at Chen Wanrong.

Dou Huaizhen and the others agreed in unison, and they could not help but despise Chen Wanrong.

Chen Wanrong knew that he was afraid, so he picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it leisurely. Sima Chengzhen saw it and smiled and said, "It seems that I am meddling in other people's business. Has this Lord Chen ever entered the mountain to practice Taoism?"

Princess Taiping and the others were very dissatisfied with Sima Chengzhen, and they also knew that his reputation was very high and that it was difficult for idle people to catch his eye. Unexpectedly, they praised Chen Wanrong more and looked at Chen Wanrong in surprise. Apart from his leisurely attitude, there was nothing surprising.

Chen Wanrong put down his ivory chopsticks, stood up, and clasped his fists: "After the Taoist priest's inquiry, Chen Wanrong dared not to speak. Taoist magic is originally false, and that is just the essence of some things. As long as you understand its rules, you can use them freely. Why do you have to go into the mountain?"

"Oh!" Sima Chengzhen said in surprise, with divine light in his eyes, looking at Chen Wanrong up and down, nothing surprising, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, you are very proficient in this."

Chen Wanrong answered truthfully: "The Taoist Master is too rewarded. I can't say that he is proficient, I just know a little bit." At the end, he ridiculed Jiang Bingchu: "The Taoist Master Jiang's magic can be broken in my entire meeting."

"You..." Jiang Bingchu's face turned so loud that she turned red suddenly, pointing at Chen Wanrong, unable to say a word.

Chen Wanrong said leisurely: "Master Jiang, if you are not convinced, let's compete. Just cast the spell and I will break it. Those who lose will never be allowed to enter Chang'an." When will you not deal with this enemy at this time?

Princess Taiping looked at Jiang Bingchu, and was so angry that she pointed at Chen Wanrong, but she didn't dare to respond. However, Chen Wanrong was calm and did not take Jiang Bingchu at all. You must know that Jiang Bingchu had a lot of weight in her eyes and was her guest. How dare anyone disrespect him, let alone openly challenge him. She felt suspicious in her heart, and Princess Taiping asked, "Mr. Chen, do you really know the magic of immortals?"

Chen Wanrong did not answer positively: "Is there any, Master Jiang knows whether it is."

As soon as these words were said, and then verified with Jiang Bingchu's performance, everyone understood that Jiang Bingchu would not dare to face the challenge, which was even more surprising. Princess Taiping looked at Chen Wanrong with her eyes lit up, and her face was surprised.

Dou Huaizhen and the others were also curious, and no one spoke, just stared at Chen Wanrong and looked at him.

Jiang Bingchu was 120 unwilling to face Chen Wanrong, and he had to face this relationship and said loudly: "Okay, I will fight. Whoever loses will not be allowed to enter Chang'an for the rest of his life!"

"A word is determined!" Chen Wanrong agreed readily.

Princess Taiping and the others sat down and prepared to watch the show.

Sima Chengzhen stood up and laughed loudly: "Master Jiang, I have a ruthless request. Lord Chen, can I try it with me?" He still didn't believe that a person who did not enter the mountains to practice Taoism would deal with Jiang Bingchu. He had a good vision and had already seen that Jiang Bingchu was not Yi and so he competed with Chen Wanrong to protect Chen Wanrong.

When the alchemist meets a chemistry expert, he will definitely not be able to get it. Chen Wanrong has the chance of winning and is worried about the outcome at all. However, he is very curious about Sima Chengzhen and wants to see how many methods he has. He smiled happily and said, "If the Taoist priest doesn't dislike it, he will be fine."

"Okay!" Sima Chengzhen came over and said, "I'm sure you're fine." He brushed his right hand over Chen Wanrong's wine glass, and then said, "Please look." He stepped aside.
Chapter completed!