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

Chapter 754: Demon Eita's Traces Reappear
You have to do things yourself, and you have to understand the truth yourself.

After throwing Zhang Huaiyi out, Zhang Zhiwei closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, entering a state of meditation and starting today's practice.

Zhang Huaiyi, who was thrown out, hit Wang Ai, who was hurriedly running over to find Zhang Zhiwei.

With Zhang Huaiyi's ability, he shouldn't be in such a mess, but just now when Zhang Zhiwei threw him, he patted his shoulder and broke his Qi, so he had no power to resist at all.

"Fuck, big-eared thief, what are you doing?"

Wang Ai was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground, subconsciously trying to grab something.

With this grab, he grabbed Zhang Huaiyi's ears, which were like handles, and twisted them hard.

Zhang Huaiyi reacted quickly, his big ears erected, and he used his Qi to break through the obstruction of Zhang Zhiwei's Qi, and pressed Wang Ai to the ground with his backhand.

"Fatty, what are you doing?" Zhang Huaiyi asked angrily. Was he mistaking his ear for a bicycle handlebar?
"Fuck, Zhang Big Ear, you are the villain who complained first. You hit me and beat people, and now you ask me what I want to do? You are not the right person." Wang Ai said indignantly.

Zhang Huaiyi: “…………”

Now that I put it this way, it seems like I'm in the wrong, but... that's no reason for you to pull my ears!
Zhang Huaiyi had been unhappy with Wang Ai for a long time. In the arrangement of the church's clergy, everyone was good except for him who was given a mount with the same ability as Di Ting. He decided to take advantage of the situation and teach him a lesson, and he continued to exert force with his hands.

Wang Ai grimaced in pain and cursed, "Big-eared thief, you want to play dirty tricks, right? Let me go, or I'll ask the deputy leader to beat you up!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi quickly loosened his hand. He decided to stop while he was ahead. If he really let the fat man bring out his senior brother's inner demon, he would definitely get a beating.

"It was a subconscious reaction. Why are you angry? Who told you to pull my ear?" Zhang Huaiyi patted Wang Ai's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Tsk, you're smart. If I ask the deputy leader to come out, you'll have a hard time!"

Wang Ai slapped Zhang Huaiyi's hand away and said unhappily.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Huaiyi was not angry.

"I came to see Senior Brother Zhang for something." Wang Ai said.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ai asked.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Wang Ai rolled his eyes at him. "Do I need to report to you?"

"I'm doing this for your own good," Zhang Huaiyi said, "Brother is so angry that he even threw me out. How can you expect anything good to happen if you go in? I'm strong and a beating won't be a problem for me. But you're so bloated that you might not be able to bear it!"

Wang Ai was immediately frightened. It seemed to be true. Zhang Huaiyi had been thrown away. If he rashly went in, what would he do if he was hit by a big-eared thunder?
"I have something to ask Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do?" Wang Ai asked.

"You can ask me for advice, but remember to add a few more clergy positions to my image in the Tiantong Church!" Zhang Huaiyi said.

Although he appeared before a person that day and displayed his other abilities, he left a deep impression on the believers.

But those believers are limited to the resettlement area and have not spread too far. If we rely on them to spread the news by word of mouth, we are afraid that the news will become unpredictable. The key still needs to start with Wang Ai to make changes.

"What do you want to change?" Wang Ai asked.

In fact, Zhang Huaiyi had already mentioned it to him once, and he had decided to help Zhang Huaiyi change it, but he had been busy recently and had not done it.

"My idea is this..." Zhang Huaiyi immediately explained all aspects.

Wang Ai listened to what Zhang Huaiyi said and looked at him unhappily:
"Why don't you just become the leader of Tiantong Sect?"

"Other things can be discussed, but regarding the control of the heavenly thunder, you must do as I say!" Zhang Huaiyi said. He was a smart man and knew that in order to open a window, he had to first propose to tear down the wall.

Wang Ai really agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you! Then go and tell Senior Brother Zhang for me that the eldest sister is hosting a banquet at Fengming Tower. I have important information to report to him and hope he will attend the banquet!"

In the past few days, too many people wanted to see Zhang Zhiwei. Zhang Zhiwei declared to the public that he would not see any guests, no matter if they were local tyrants or military governors, or wealthy businessmen and landlords. He treated them all equally and would not see any of them.

When Xiao Aqiao wanted to see Zhang Zhiwei, she could only communicate through Wang Ai.

"Brother, I told you not to see visitors, and you still bring this up. Aren't you here to bring bad luck? Be careful or a big-eared Lei Zi will beat you into a pig's head!"

Zhang Huaiyi patted Wang Ai on the chest and said, "But who told you to meet me? Since you helped me change my priesthood, I will take the beating for you. I will go and tell you. As for whether it will work or not, that's hard to say."

"Then go ahead!" Wang Ai didn't doubt him.

Zhang Huaiyi turned around and went to Zhang Zhiwei's room again.

He didn't even knock on the door, he just pushed it open and walked out.

Zhang Zhiwei was seen sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed. There was no aura around him, but he gave Zhang Huaiyi an inexplicable feeling, as if he was a lamp and his body was the wick, emitting a blazing light.

This kind of light cannot be seen with the naked eye, but if you use your mind to feel it, you can feel that there is a golden light surging within ten feet around him.

Zhang Huaiyi was a master of the Golden Light Mantra, so he could naturally tell that this was not an unusual phenomenon when practicing the Golden Light, but more like an unconscious instinctive reaction. The surging golden light was actually the power of faith.

"Is it because of the surge in faith and the increase in the power of faith during this period?" he thought to himself as he carefully observed Zhang Zhiwei's current condition.

Zhang Zhiwei also wanted him to see it, so he showed it to him specially.

Zhang Huaiyi pondered for a moment and told him what Wang Ai had just said.

"Since it's Xiao Aqiao who wants to talk to me, let's go meet her!" Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

"Then I'll go tell Fatty Wang right away."

After saying that, Zhang Huaiyi broke open the door, flew out sideways, and then fell heavily in front of Wang Ai.

Wang Ai was wondering why Zhang Huaiyi hadn't come out for a long time, and then he saw Zhang Huaiyi fall in front of him with a "bang".

"........."

Senior Brother Zhang is so angry? Even the big-eared thief is so embarrassed?!

Wang Ai didn't dare to think about what would happen if he went, and quickly helped Zhang Huaiyi up: "What do you mean?"

He probably has no chance.

"Senior brother has already agreed. Fatty, don't forget what you promised me. Don't let me get beaten in vain!" Zhang Huaiyi warned.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do everything for you!" Wang Ai promised immediately. …………

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The banquet was held in an elegant garden in Fengming Tower. There was a pavilion, a rockery and a clear spring in the yard. The spring was surrounded by a dry landscape composed of white stones and green grass, exuding a leisurely Zen atmosphere.

In the middle of the pavilion stands a white marble table, on which sits a charcoal stove, on which sits an ancient iron kettle.

Xiao Aqiao was making tea. Next to her sat a few sisters from Fengming Tower. In addition, there was a young man wearing a traditional cloth shirt and cloth shoes.

The young man's eyes were sharp and determined, revealing a courageous spirit, and his neat short hair made him look more capable.

"Big sister, do you think the young master will attend the banquet?" the young man asked.

"The time is not up yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Xiao Aqiao said with a smile.

Not long after, the housekeeper of Fengming Tower led Zhang Zhiwei and his party in.

"Big sister, long time no see, I hope you are well!" Zhang Zhiwei said with his arms clasped.

Xiao Aqiao stood up and folded her hands and said, "You are too polite, Little Master. These past few days, Little Master has been in the spotlight!"

At the same time, other people around also stood up to greet Zhang Zhiwei.

"It's just a bunch of meaningless reputations!" Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and said straight to the point: "What do you want from me, elder sister? Just tell me."

"There's no need to rush. I came in and got some exquisite tea. Please have a taste, little master!" Xiao Aqiao stretched out her hand and filled Zhang Zhiwei's cup with tea.

Zhang Zhiwei was not polite either. He brushed off his Taoist robe, sat down, picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp. When the tea entered his internal organs, a burst of hot steam came out first, followed by a feeling of coolness that spread throughout his body.

The same was true for others, especially Zhang Huaiyi. The irritability that had arisen from the unsuccessful practice of the divine mask in the past few days disappeared in an instant, and he felt refreshed.

"Good tea! I have only tasted this kind of tea from my master!" Zhang Zhiwei tasted it, put down the teacup and said.

Lu Ci beside him smacked his lips and said, "It is indeed a first-class tea, but I drank up this precious tea in one gulp and didn't get to savor it carefully. What a pity!"

"Don't feel sorry, Mr. Lu. Just pour another cup. However, the freshness of this tea will be greatly reduced after brewing it once!"

As Xiao Aqiao spoke, she refilled the tea cups for Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Ci and the others.

Some people's compliments or flattery may give people a disgusting feeling of being materialistic, but Xiao Aqiao is not like that. When she speaks, people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze.

After drinking tea, Xiao Aqiao clapped her hands and started eating. While eating, she introduced the short-haired young man sitting next to her to Zhang Zhiwei.

"I am Chen Zhen from Jingwu Sect, greetings to the young Taoist priest!" said the short-haired young man with his arms clasped.

Jing Wu Men... Chen Zhen... Zhang Zhiwei looked at the short-haired young man with some surprise. He didn't expect to meet such a person.

Xiao Aqiao thought Zhang Zhiwei didn't know the details of Jingwu Sect, so she quickly introduced:
"Jingwumen is a martial arts school founded a few years ago by Mr. Huo Yuanjia, the best martial artist in Tianjin. It is also called 'Jingwu Gymnastics Club'."

"The purpose is to promote Chinese martial arts and strengthen the country and race through public Qi training."

"When Mr. Huo was still around, he attracted a large number of people with aspirations to join, and there was a trend of practicing martial arts and Qi in the Magic City for a while."

"However, this also attracted resistance from many forces, especially foreign forces. In the face of those provocations, Mr. Huo fought them off one by one."

"But those foreign forces, unable to fight openly, resorted to underhand tactics and poisoned us during the competition."

"Mr. Huo, despite being poisoned, managed to defeat a master from Japan, but then he died from the poison."

"However, the truth of this incident was distorted by foreign forces that controlled public opinion into saying that Mr. Huo was inferior to others in skills. Since then, Jingwu Sect has never recovered."

"And just last year, Mr. Huo's apprentice Chen Zhen returned and defeated foreign masters one after another, even defeating Fujita Tsuyoshi, nicknamed the robot of the Hongkou Dojo. Jingwu Sect seems to be regaining its glory."

"But the good times didn't last long. A few more masters came from Japan and kept causing trouble for Jingwu Sect. Jingwu Sect could not stand alone with only Chen Zhen..."

Zhang Zhiwei listened to Xiao Aqiao's detailed story and said, "What does the eldest sister want me to do?"

Xiao Aqiao smiled and said, "It's not that I want the little master to do anything, but I know a piece of news that the little master might be interested in."

"What news?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Xiao Aqiao continued, "As far as I know, the Tiantong Hall of the Little Heavenly Master had a feud with the Japanese pirates. The medical hall in the hall was attacked by the Japanese pirates, causing heavy casualties..."

Speaking of this matter, everyone on Zhang Zhiwei's side looked gloomy.

Xiao Aqiao continued, "There was a Japanese pirate who participated in that incident. He fled to the Magic City and joined the Hongkou Dojo, which is also the dojo that repeatedly attacked the Jingwu Sect. Let Chen Zhen tell you the details."

Chen Zhen stood up, clasped his hands towards Zhang Zhiwei, and said:
"That was a samurai holding a Japanese sword. He himself was not a threat, but the sword in his hand was extremely strange. Anyone who died under that sword would have their soul sucked away and their abilities stolen."

"And during the fight, I noticed that among the abilities he displayed, several involved healing, which were exactly the same as the abilities of Bai Xian that I saw in Tiantong Medical Clinic."

"I thought it was odd, so I investigated it. I found out that when this person was treating the Japanese pirates in the dojo, he said that this ability was carefully selected from dozens or hundreds of white fairy souls when he slaughtered the White Fairy Valley of the Tiantong Church."

Dozens or even hundreds of them... Lu Jin's face suddenly darkened. There were only a few white fairies in Baixian Valley. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was the main culprit after killing so many of them.

Lu Ci's expression became visibly ferocious.

Zhang Zhiwei had a blank expression on his face, but he also changed his casual sitting posture and sat up straight.

He already knew who the person Chen Zhen was talking about was, the demon Eita. During the Northeast War, this guy was teleported away by Erlijiji using his supernatural power. He thought that this person had returned to Japan, but he didn't expect that he actually went to the Demon City.

It's true that there's a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there's no door to hell but you break in... Zhang Zhiwei has decided to take his life.

Chen Zhen felt the oppressive atmosphere as heavy as water, but he did not stop and continued:
"I don't know where the Baixian Valley that the Japanese pirate mentioned is, but I know the Tiantong Church and I also know the Baixian who saved people in the Tiantong Clinic, so I want to visit the Tiantong Church and explain the situation."

"But the Tiantong Church has refused to see any visitors during this period. I am a nobody, so I asked the eldest sister of Fengming Tower to be the middleman, just to meet the little Taoist priest..."

"Do you want me to help you destroy this Hongkou Dojo?" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Chen Zhen shook his head and said, "We in the Hongkou Dojo can handle it ourselves, but please ask the little master to take action and deal with that guy named Eita."

(End of this chapter)