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

"No matter how important a sword is, it is not as important as a person... Oneself is the most important thing... Do not seek outside..."

Zhang Dong repeated Zhang Zhiwei's instructions and walked forward in confusion.

As long as the sword is alive, the man is alive; when the sword dies, the man dies. As disciples of Liuyun Sword, they have devoted their entire lives to this sword, but the young Taoist priest asked him to focus on himself. This undoubtedly negated the practice of the past decades. How could he not be confused?
If an ordinary person said this, he would definitely argue about it carefully, or even try it out with his own hands, but these words came from the little Taoist priest, so he had to take them seriously.

My cultivation has been stagnant for a long time. In the past few years, Junior Brother Lin Zifeng has surpassed me by a lot. If I continue to practice step by step, I will only be left behind. Does this mean that the cultivation of our sect...

Zhang Dong didn’t dare to think that his master’s way of cultivation was wrong. He only dared to think that it might not be suitable for him.

The little Taoist priest is standing at the top, his vision is more than a hundred times better than mine. He can see things that we cannot see at a glance. Maybe... I can try the idea that the little Taoist priest mentioned?
Zhang Dong thought to himself.

After Zhang Dong went down, another person came up. This person asked how to subdue delusions. Because every time he entered into meditation, his mind was full of delusions and it was difficult to purify it.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment and said, "Quietness training is required by every sect. The methods of subduing delusions are different in every sect. Even if the methods are the same, the effects produced by each person are different."

"So, it is difficult for me to give you a specific method. I can only tell you that meditation is not difficult. If you have false thoughts, don't try to get rid of them. Whenever a false thought comes, ignore it and it will go away on its own."

"Delusion is something that is both powerful and weak. If you want to suppress it, it is extremely powerful. But if you can just see it and do nothing, just look at it and face it, it will slowly disappear on its own."

"This is delusion. It will calm down because it can do nothing to you. At this time, you will be pure."

"Using inaction to face the chaotic thoughts will eventually lead to purity."

“And you who have attained purity are definitely not a dead tree.”

"You who are pure can do anything."

After hearing this, the man was enlightened, and he kept saying, "Using inaction to face the turbulent thoughts will eventually lead to purity... The pure you can do anything..."

He walked down slowly, and no one came up for a long time. It was not because no one asked for advice, but because they were all immersed in Zhang Zhiwei's words just now, even Zhang Huaiyi in the crowd was no exception.

After a long while, someone came up to ask for advice.

This time, an old senior came up to ask Zhang Zhiwei why he had reached such a state at such a young age? What was the secret? How could they, the practitioners, be like him?

This question is indeed tricky, just like when the richest man Ma was on the show, some people in the audience didn't ask anything else but only asked how to become as rich as him.

The person who said this was a Ye Maoshan. Although the Qi in his body was quite strong, his life cultivation was very average.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "To reach my current state, it is not enough to rely solely on the practice of skills. I must also practice life, comprehend the small world of the human body, comprehend the way of heaven and earth, and then reflect on myself, perfect my own small world of the human body, and make myself one with heaven and earth..."

Zhang Zhiwei briefly explained it.

"Little Taoist Priest, I can understand every word you said, but when you put them together, I don't understand what it means." said the man.

In fact, he understood what was said, but he just couldn't comprehend the meaning.

For example, Zhang Zhiwei said that the human body is a small world. He also knew that Taoists compared the human body to the universe, but he just didn't understand how the human body was related to the universe. What was the commonality between the two? He couldn't see it at all and couldn't understand it.

In fact, it was not just him. Many practitioners present were also confused.

Even the sorcerers of the Shu Sect are the same. They all know everything about astronomy and geography, and their understanding of the nature of the world far exceeds that of ordinary people. However, they cannot understand their own little world and can only understand half of it.

This resulted in that even if Zhang Zhiwei explained it in a simple and easy-to-understand way for several days and nights, they were unable to "integrate knowledge and action" and could only be talking to a deaf person and playing the lute to a cow.

"What you need to do now is to focus on your own life. You don't need to study anything too profound." Zhang Zhiwei said, "There are many principles and truths in this world. Some things are right for me, but not necessarily for you."

After hearing what Zhang Zhiwei said, the man pondered for a moment and said:
"The realm of the little celestial master is indeed very high. What I said just now did seem a bit too ambitious. In fact, I also know that what I have to do now is to be down-to-earth and consolidate my own life. Other things can be discussed later."

This person left, and soon after, another person came up. This person did not ask about the philosophy of cultivation, but about some difficult points in the techniques that could not be overcome.

For this kind of situation, Zhang Zhiwei can often give extremely professional advice, allowing them to master it instantly. Even if they cannot master it, they will know how to practice next.

But in comparison, Zhang Zhiwei prefers to preach and talk about principles. Of course, it has to be the kind of principles that are not empty and have concrete content, because when he preaches, he also needs to think.

The explanation of the techniques is too fixed, just like explaining ordinary addition, subtraction, and multiplication to people. Although simple, it is too boring.

In this way, Zhang Zhiwei spoke at the Tiantong Steel Plant in Yucheng for three days and three nights. After he had explained everything to everyone, everyone dispersed.

Afterwards, the news spread throughout the society, and many people who did not respond to Zhang Zhiwei's call to participate in the flood relief efforts were furious.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei's nickname of "Human Form Jiyuan" became more and more popular. People said that he explained Taoism and Dharma very insightfully, and often just a few words could give people an epiphany.

This is very rare. After all, some people can practice themselves, but may not be able to teach others.

Of course, Zhang Zhiwei only knows some things about spiritual practice. If it comes to the principles of being a human being and doing things, then Zhang Jingqing has to step in.

After everyone left Yucheng one after another, Zhang Zhiwei stayed here for a few more days because Tang Bingwen, the head of the Tang Clan, came to visit him.

During the last flood relief effort, the Tang Clan did not send anyone to directly participate. After all, it was a bit awkward for a group of assassins who made a living by killing people to go and rescue people.

However, although no one was sent, the Tang Clan still donated a considerable sum of money to support Zhang Zhiwei's flood relief activities.

This is rare and contradictory. After all, a sect that makes money by killing people actually spends money to save people. But at the same time, it also reflects the patriotism of the Tang Sect members.

The reason why Sect Leader Tang waited until everyone had left before visiting Zhang Zhiwei was mainly because he did not want to have too much contact with other sects so as not to affect his future business.

In the reception room of the steel mill, Zhang Zhiwei was meeting with Tang Menzhang alone.

"Little Heavenly Master, I am ashamed to say that I never come to your temple without a reason. This time, I have something to ask for." Tang Bingwen said.

Although these words were spoken lightly, what Tang Bingwen meant was very heavy. As a secret assassin in the dark, what he hated most was to have any favors with others.

During an assassination mission that year, he developed a favor with the target, so much so that he felt resentful about it for decades after completing the mission. He always remembered this incident and took it as a warning.

If he was not the leader of the Tang Clan, he would not have come this time.

Strictly speaking, Zhang Zhiwei had already repaid the master for saving his life the last time he went to Mount Tiantai.

According to his previous style of doing things, he should draw a clear line between himself and Zhang Zhiwei and even the Tianshi Mansion to avoid affecting his future business.

But who made Zhang Zhiwei so powerful that he became a person that the Tang Sect must not mess with?
Rules are dead, but people are alive. Sect Leader Tang has always been a flexible person. When it is in his own interests, the rules are dead. When it is not in his interests, the rules are alive.

He has done a lot of shameful things, but most of the people who knew about it are dead. Since Zhang Zhiwei has become a person who cannot be provoked, it is impossible to do business related to him.

Then the rule of cutting off ties with him so as not to affect business would naturally no longer apply.

Since that was not true, he, as the head of the sect, came to visit openly.

"Master Tang, what do you want to say? Please tell me."

Zhang Zhiwei was quite polite to Tang Bingwen.

Tang Bingwen said: "When the little Taoist priest came to Yucheng to open a factory and do business, he greeted us and we have been paying attention to him. Young Master Wang even came to Tangjiabao to do a few business deals with us and eliminated a few guys who were spying on the steel mill."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded. Wang Ai had told him about this.

The steel mill is such a big business now. Even if he is extremely powerful, how can ordinary people know his methods?

People die for money, birds die for food, and there are many guys who want to pounce on you and take a bite of your meat.

For these people, one trick won't do them justice; they have to be intimidated by power, money, strength and other aspects.

The Tang Clan, a force hidden in the dark and like a demon, is undoubtedly the biggest deterrent.

This is what Wang Ai did, so he was able to stabilize the basic situation.

But as the Tiantong Steel Plant grew in size, more and more people began to spy on it. With such huge profits to be made, the previous methods began to be inadequate.

The head of the Tang clan took out a thick stack of papers and placed it in front of Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei took a look and saw that it was a stack of business orders.

Many of the people who were commissioned were managers of the Tiantong Steel Plant, even including Wang Ai. The reward for Wang Ai was very high, a full ten thousand taels of gold.

Zhang Zhiwei took another special look and found that the client's information column had been processed to hide their information.

"During this period, there were many orders for steel mills, but we did not accept any of them."

Tang Bingwen reminded: "The soft approach won't work now. They are going to use the hard approach."

"Today they can buy my life, tomorrow they will dare to kill people with guns in the street."

"Little Heavenly Master, the steel plant's cake is too big and too delicious. Those people are so greedy that they would rather destroy it if they can't control it."

At this point, the atmosphere in the lobby suddenly darkened.

Zhang Zhiwei held the teacup and stared at the pattern on it:
"I built this factory not to make money, but just to leave something for this land!"

"I know this, and even many people know it, but they don't care!" said Tang Bingwen.

"I'm here, so no one dares not to care!" Zhang Zhiwei said lightly.

Tang Bingwen said, "Yes, the reputation of the Little Heavenly Master is well known to all the important people in Shenzhou, so they did not just seize it by force."

"But as the saying goes, it's easier to deal with the King of Hell than with the little devils. Little Heavenly Master, you can control the high and mighty big shots, but what about those little people whose lives are worthless?"

Zhang Zhiwei drank the water in the glass in one gulp. He had encountered many such things when he was in Shanghai.

The strategy at that time was to use the immortals in the hall as security guards to protect the safety of the clinic and the factory.

But now the power of the Tiantong Church has spread very far, and it is even planning to expand into Hong Kong Island. The power of the immortals is not endless.

Moreover, the immortals have eccentric temperaments, and if you want them to do serious work, they often have to be equipped with one or two disciples, and the manpower is simply not enough.

What Sect Leader Tang said was also true. The output of Tiantong Steel Plant alone is more than three times the national output.

There are too many people eyeing it. If you can't get a share of it, what's the difference between it and a thorn in your eye or a thorn in your flesh? Rather than keeping your eyes on it, it's better to blow it up and have peace of mind.

What's more, there are many foreign forces eyeing us covetously.

After all, he killed so many Japanese pirates and blew up the notorious railway company. The Japanese pirates knew that this was his factory, so they must have planned to blow it up? !

Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can a thousand days to guard against thieves?
Even if he really pulled out the immortals to provide security, they are clumsy and it is likely that they will not be able to prevent the attack if he really expects them to do so.

"I already know the situation, Master Tang, just tell me directly." Zhang Zhiwei said.

The head of the Tang Clan pondered for a moment and said, "Little Heavenly Master, do you think this world will continue to be in chaos?"

"No!" Zhang Zhiwei spat out these two words in a decisive tone.

Sect Master Tang put down his teacup, looked up at the sky outside the window, and said slowly:

"I was not sure at first, but after noticing the arrangement made by the little celestial master, I became certain."

"I am just an assassin in the dark. I cannot stand as high or see as far as the little Taoist priest."

"But I am also the head of a sect, and I have to do something for my disciples."

"Now is a time of chaos. There is no force that can restrain powerful people like us. What if the chaos ends?"

"When the peaceful times come, the young Taoist priest can return to the mountains to cultivate Taoism, and the thousand-year-old foundation of Taoism will last forever. But my Tang Sect has to do business to make a living?!"

"Perhaps I won't be able to see that era. I only have one eye, and I can't see clearly where the Tang Sect will go in the future. But we must leave a way for future generations."

"Little Heavenly Master, I don't want to spy on your steel mill, but I want to bind the Tang Sect to your steel mill."

Tang Bingwen folded his hands and said, "The safety of this factory will be fully responsible by our Tang Sect. I only hope that the young master will agree to our Tang Sect's investment."

Although Tang Bingwen said that he only has one eye and cannot see the direction of the future clearly.

But in fact, he made this move because he saw the future clearly. (End of this chapter)