Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 613: Half-Saint Zhang Zhiwei, the Last Martial Arts Champion of the Previous Dynasty

Having just experienced this thrilling fight, although Zhang Zhiwei was just a spectator and did not take any action himself, he did not gain nothing.

The other party came to him through the Qi of his guardian angel, and Tian Peng Zhenjun also manifested through the true spirit of his guardian angel, following a trace of Qi to come to him. It can be said that his guardian angel is the connection point between the two.

Therefore, he also watched the whole process, and even through the guardian gods, he personally felt the battle between the two gods.

"If my guess is correct, the one who rescued the Shinto chief priest should be the main deity of Shintoism, the sun goddess Amaterasu!"

Zhang Zhiwei said to himself that when Tianpeng Zhenjun and Amaterasu were fighting just now, although he was just watching from a third-person perspective, he was also affected.

Because in front of Amaterasu, Tianpeng Zhenjun used thunder and fire to burn a large number of priests of the Soul-Calling Society, causing their souls to be destroyed and no body was left.

As the main deity of Shintoism, how could Amaterasu swallow this?
He had to give the other person a taste of his own medicine and use the same method to ignite a little fire deep in Zhang Zhiwei's soul.

This ball of heart fire was deep red in color, and it wanted to burn him to death from the inside out. However, Zhang Zhiwei's consciousness was high up in his spiritual world, unaffected by false thoughts and naturally unaffected by this heart fire.

Amaterasu's actions were as ferocious as a tiger. Not only did she not hurt Zhang Zhiwei at all, she also burned away the distracting thoughts that were constantly arising in his mind. This was equivalent to helping him practice and making the "spirit" in his "nature" more condensed.

"Sex and life" are the product of the unity of essence, qi and spirit. There is no need to explain much about "essence". Essence, blood, and flesh and blood are the tangible things that are the "life" in sex and life. The intangible things such as "qi" and "spirit" are the category of "sex".

However, refining Qi is just practicing Qi, and it does not belong to the practice of "nature" because it ignores the refinement of Spirit.

For example, when a martial artist has not reached the realm of using martial arts to enter the Tao, he is only training his muscles, bones and skin externally, and his breath of Qi internally. The training of his spirit is basically nonexistent, so it cannot be considered as practicing both the body and the soul.

The practice of "God" is a very tedious matter, which requires subduing delusions and purifying oneself.

Delusions are some random thoughts that should not exist in the human soul, such as some bad thoughts born from emotions such as greed, anger, ignorance and hatred.

Once a thought arises, all kinds of evil can be committed. The practice of becoming a god is to subdue and refine these bad thoughts, purify oneself, and thus strengthen one's soul.

It can be said that the practice of "God" and the refining of false thoughts are not a one-time effort, but require a lifetime of practice.

When it comes to refining delusions, the person who is best at it in the plot should be Feng Baobao, and among all the people Zhang Zhiwei has met, Wu Gensheng should be the best.

Before this, Zhang Zhiwei felt that Wu Gensheng should be ahead of him in this regard, and by a long way.

But now, he had a new perspective. Maybe Wu Gensheng was not walking ahead of him, but standing ahead of him.

As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome. Some people are born in Rome. Wu Gensheng and Feng Baobao are such people. They are like innate extraordinary people. They are innately strong in this aspect, but lack the ability to cultivate themselves.

They are very strong, but they don't know why they are strong.

Just as Wu Gensheng didn't understand what his own divine wisdom was, he also didn't know what his innate ultimate "stillness" was.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of unknown impact is not great. After all, it is all one's own power. No matter how big the disadvantages are, can they be greater than those brought by exorcists, divine masks, etc. under the guise of others?

But if one day, due to certain things, the delusions that are born are too strong, so strong that they exceed the limits of their innate "quietness", then the disadvantages will become apparent.

Their innate ability to achieve ultimate tranquility may collapse at the slightest touch, causing them to fall from the clouds into the mud, and become even worse than ordinary practitioners.

The reason for this is that all practitioners, whether geniuses or dull, have walked a painful path that is unbearable for ordinary people, but innate people do not experience this.

True, they were born in Rome and they were high up.

But this kind of superiority is like a castle in the air, lacking some sense of reality. This makes them like a tourist in this world, a player in the game of the world, with a sense of confusion and a frivolous arrogance.

Before entering the world, Zhang Zhiwei had a vague feeling of this kind of mentality, but after entering the world, especially after the incident in Bincheng, his sense of unreality like a loft in the air disappeared, and he had a soft landing.

The madness that Zhang Zhiwei is showing now is a manifestation of looking inward, abandoning external concerns and focusing on himself.

And being indifferent to the outside world is seen as madness by outsiders.

But this kind of arrogance is not the same as true arrogance. It is the embodiment of "inner sagehood".

At the same time, without any utilitarianism, he guided his younger brothers, helped the older brothers to realize the truth, built the Tiantong Hall, and used his influence to benefit all parties. This is a manifestation of the "external king".

Being a sage within and a king without, this is the way of a sage!

Unconsciously, Zhang Zhiwei was expanding this sage way of seeking within to the outside.

He did not intend to make such subtle changes, and even other people did not notice it, because his strength was too strong and his brilliance was too bright, which concealed these changes.

Only Zhang Jingqing noticed all these changes, which was why he let Zhang Zhiwei be the Heavenly Master of that generation and imposed fewer and fewer restrictions on Zhang Zhiwei. This was an improvement in realm.

In fact, Wu Gensheng is also a madman, which is something he has never denied. He claims to be rootless, carefree, unattached, without temperament, without roots. He is crazy, too crazy.

But it is unknown how many of these madnesses are seeking within and how many are seeking outside.

In other words, he is trying his best to seek within, but he cannot completely give up seeking outside. He wants everything, so his actions give people a sense of contradiction.

For example, when he first met Xu Xin, he inadvertently gave Xu Xin the first impression of being powerful and terrifying, but after he realized what was happening, he quickly restrained himself and even became wretched.

Another example is during his Yinghe Tower incident, he acted very humbly at the beginning, acting like a grandson and kneeling down, but in the end he showed his true self and broke the impasse.

To some people, this may be a kind of open-mindedness, a kind of wit, and a way of playing with the world.

But in Zhang Zhiwei's view, this is actually a kind of unreality like a castle in the air, a contradictory and inconsistent performance.

It's like he never practiced magic and only focused on cultivating his inner "heart", but in the end, he came up with the Eight Wonderful Techniques.

He wanted to cut off his flesh to feed the eagle and influence all living beings like Buddha, but in the end, he still had to use the military force of the gods.

You think you have put it down, but in fact you haven't picked it up yet.

…………

…………As his realm rose, his mind and body became saintly. Zhang Zhiwei’s mind became extremely clear and he pushed the door open and walked out.

In the lobby, everyone was chatting and laughing, it was very lively.

With the head of the Gao family as the middleman, even Zhang Yi, who was quite resistant to Marshal Zhang at the beginning, changed his mind about him greatly after communicating with him.

Although Marshal Zhang is not a good person, compared with some warlords, he still has a bottom line and is willing to do practical things, which is enough.

In Zhang Yi's opinion, no matter what one's birth was, it was a good thing as long as one did not completely side with the Japanese pirates.

"The little Taoist priest is out. Let's start the feast and have a drink!" Marshal Zhang laughed.

Although Zhang Zhiwei had no intention of communicating too much with Marshal Zhang, he did not dislike him either. He nodded and sat down at the table.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Marshal Zhang sighed and said:

"Last time, I, Old Zhang, asked the Little Heavenly Master what to do next. The Little Heavenly Master pointed out the way for me by using the examples of the cultivation of Qi, Dantian, meridians, and magic of extraordinary people."

"Old Zhang still remembers what the little celestial master said. Qi is the horse, Dantian is the camp, and meridians are the railway. Send troops from the barracks, attack along the road, and deploy troops to form battle arrays, and then you can use your skills."

"I have Qi, Old Zhang, but my Dantian is broken and my meridians are blocked, so I am a useless person, Old Zhang."

"But today, thanks to the little Taoist priest, I, a useless man, was able to directly take over part of the railway from the Japanese pirates. This means my meridians have been restored."

"At the same time, a large number of Japanese pirates withdrew from Fengtian. Although other places are still in their hands, there is now a safe place under my nose, and the shackles I am under are not as severe as before."

Marshal Zhang laughed loudly and said that he was very happy today. Although taking over the railway from the Japanese pirates would involve great risks, the benefits would also be great.

In this day and age, if you want to deploy troops, you have to have a railway. In the past, if he wanted to use the South Manchuria Railway, he needed to get approval from the Japanese pirates in advance, and they had to unload their weapons and send them in batches.

In this way, it can be said that the Japanese pirates have strangled him by the throat and can kill him at any time, but now that he has taken over part of the railway, he has much more room to play.

Even the head of the Gao family was a little surprised to hear that Marshal Zhang was going to occupy the railway built by the Japanese pirates here. This move undoubtedly touched the bottom line of the Japanese pirates. Could it be that Marshal Zhang wanted to turn against the Japanese pirates?

Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised. This was not the first time that Marshal Zhang had done this. The Beijing-Fengtian Railway built in the late years of the previous dynasty was originally controlled by other warlords and Japanese pirates. It was seized by him through a series of daring operations. Now that the Japanese pirates have temporarily retreated and given up the railway, if he could bear it and did not seize the opportunity to take it back, he would not be Marshal Zhang.

"Then I congratulate Marshal Zhang!" Zhang Zhiwei said lightly, sitting with his horse and sword in his arms.

Marshal Zhang laughed and said, "It's not over yet. When the little Taoist bombed the railway company last time, he also killed Zhang Zheng, who was in control of the shipping company and was working for Fujita. I, Old Zhang, used some tricks to rob his shipping company and got a batch of large-tonnage merchant ships."

"I modified the merchant ship that was converted from a Prussian naval transport ship and installed six cannons on it. I also placed two planes on the deck and made it into a simplified version of an aircraft carrier."

"It's a pity that we didn't get a catapult, so the plane couldn't take off directly from the ship. It had to be hoisted into the water by a crane on the ship and take off from the water surface, which was a bit inconvenient."

"But even so, it is still powerful. I, Old Zhang, named it Zhenhai. The transformation of several other ships is also on the agenda. I also plan to buy a few more to build a fleet."

"At the same time, in order to get rid of the shackles of the Japanese pirates, I have started to build railways. This time, there are two railways. I named them Fenghai Railway and Meixi Railway..."

"As long as these two railways and the navy are completed, plus the railways we have just seized, even if the Japanese pirates want to attack us, they will have to weigh the gains and losses."

"After this set of combined punches, I have seen hope of completely getting rid of the Japanese pirates' control and even counterattacking them. The rock hanging in my heart has fallen, but this move is tantamount to treading on thin ice. I can..."

Marshal Zhang stopped talking, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, paused, sighed, and said:
"Forget it. I won't ask the little Taoist priest about these things. Whether it's like walking on thin ice or like what the fortune teller said last time, it doesn't count. We are out here to make a living, and we have to decide for ourselves whether to live or die!"

Zhang Dashuai laughed loudly and raised his glass: "That bastard, come on, little Taoist priest, I'll toast you a glass!"

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Marshal Zhang, and drank it all in one gulp.

Afterwards, he saw that Marshal Zhang had said so much with great sincerity, so he made a suggestion and said:
"When I first arrived in Bincheng and blew up the railway company, I also killed Zhang Zheng, causing the shipping company he had worked so hard to build to become a wedding dress for the Marshal."

"Now, Marshal, you have worked so hard to build railways and navy, so you must be careful not to follow in Zhang Zheng's footsteps and make wedding clothes for the Japanese pirates."

This statement couldn't be more obvious, but it was just a reminder. Zhang Zhiwei did not use the internal scene to calculate Marshal Zhang's current fate.

Marshal Zhang sighed and said, "Damn it, the one who knows me best is the Little Heavenly Master. To be honest, I have always had this concern, so I asked Shuwen to protect me. The Little Heavenly Master must also know Shuwen's strength, so I have always been relieved."

"But the lurking of those ninjas this time makes me nervous. Shuwen may be strong, but even a tiger can take a nap. Because he is worried that I might encounter an accident, Shuwen asked another good friend for help. This is him!"

Marshal Zhang pointed at the middle-aged man with a strong waist and strong arms sitting on his right.

Since the beginning of the banquet, this person has been sitting there quietly, with half-closed eyes, not eating or drinking, like a sculpture.

The head of the Gao family and others had some complaints about him, but seeing that their host, Marshal Zhang, did not say anything, and that this man was just ignoring them and did not do anything rude, they did not say anything.

As for Zhang Zhiwei, he didn't pay the slightest attention to this person who had nothing to do with him. Not to mention testing the other party's Qi, he didn't even look at him.

But Zhang Zhiwei was not arrogant. He had a very pleasant conversation with Li Shuwen, who was sitting on Marshal Zhang's left. They toasted each other and drank several glasses of wine.

Marshal Zhang pointed at the man and continued, "The young master is extremely famous. Everyone in the martial arts world knows him. Many people want to make friends with him, and my friend is no exception."

"Little Heavenly Master, let me introduce you to this friend. His name is Zhang Sanjia. He was born with supernatural powers. He is an expert in both boxing and kicking, as well as spears, swords, and halberds. He was the last martial arts champion of the previous dynasty."

"My friend wanted to use his skills to serve the country and save the country from collapse, but the court was incompetent and refused to use him because his knowledge had nothing to do with military affairs."

"He was disheartened, so he faked his death to escape, gave up his status as the top scholar, and lived in seclusion in Kaizhou. He only came out of seclusion at the invitation of the Shuwen brothers!"

After Marshal Zhang finished his introduction, Zhang Sanjia opened his eyes, which were cloudy and without any light.

If his physique gives people the first impression that he is a master, then after seeing his eyes, he gives people the impression that he is a farmer with brute force, or a porter, in any case, he is not a master at all.

Zhang Sanjia laughed and said, "Excuse me, the previous dynasty is gone, how can there be any martial arts champions? These are all old things, not worth mentioning."

"I have lived in seclusion for many years and am not good at socializing. Please forgive me for my rudeness earlier!" Zhang Sanjia didn't even look at the others. He clasped his hands and said to Zhang Zhiwei: "Zhang Sanjia, meet the little Taoist priest!"

(End of this chapter)