Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 472 The east wind blows flowers and thousands of trees on a night

"what!"

A short scream was heard from the dense forest behind the Longhu Mountain.

After Zhang Chulan, who had left with Feng Baobao first, caught up with Xu San and Xu Si, they split up according to Xu Si's suggestion to deal with Quan Xing who were setting fires and causing damage everywhere on Longhu Mountain.

The short scream just now was the last scream uttered by the opponent after Zhang Chulan, acting alone, used the Yang Five Thunders method to bypass the opponent at an extremely fast speed, struck him at close range, and shattered the opponent's heart meridian with one punch.

Once the heart meridian is broken, even if one is at the third level of Reverse Life and has not yet refined the middle elixir, he will surely die if hit by this.

This was also Zhang Chulan's first time killing someone since his alien identity was exposed. He was forcing himself to quickly adapt to the killing process.

Even if his hands were shaking, his heart was palpitating, and he was sweating profusely, he had to adapt, because he knew very well that when he refused Zhang Zhiwei's offer to pass on his Heavenly Master degree, he was drawn into this vortex of the past. Just like the past that Zhang Zhiwei had described, he had to keep an eye out for eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping when he went out.

What Zhang Zhiwei had just said to the Quanxing head named Gong Qing was more like telling himself, his disciple, that this was the life he would have to face in the future.

When Zhang Chulan was getting used to the process and results of killing, Tian Jinzhong's voice came from behind him.

"Well, well, well, you are worthy of being the grandson of Huaiyi. Your character is similar to that of Senior Brother Huaiyi back then. You useless guys, have seen and learned from this, right? Although Chu Lan is from our Tianshi Mansion, except for your Master Huaiyi and Uncle Zhang Yude, who else can teach him?

Not to mention that Chu Lan has never shown his skills in front of others since Huaiyi passed away. You said that you have been practicing in the mountains since you were young, fasting, meditating, and chanting scriptures. You have also tempered your character and practiced kung fu. But when the disaster really came, you were afraid to take action, and I had to watch and guide you! We are disciples of the Tianshi Mansion. Our mission is to cut down mountains and destroy temples, and wipe out all demons. We usually feel that we are almost there when we practice, but when we really see the real thing, we are almost there. How can my brother and I explain to the master after a hundred years! Ah!"

"Master, these days, if you win a fight, you go to jail, and if you lose, you go to the hospital..."

"These days there's still legitimate defense and unlimited self-defense rights. You guys ate up the first lesson you learned, Criminal Law, didn't you? What are you standing there for? Why don't you pack up and send it to the people at the company."

"Hey, yes."

After being scolded by Tian Jinzhong, the two disciples of Tianshi Mansion who first came into contact with Zhang Chulan could only accept the criticism.

They went over to move away the body of Quan Xing, who was beaten to death by Zhang Chulan. They did not feel disgusted at all when they came into direct contact with the body. Instead, it made Tian Jinzhong feel a little relieved.

"Humph, I'm convinced this time."

"I give in, Zhang Chulan, you are this."

Giving a thumbs up to Zhang Chulan who remained calm, the two Tianshi Mansion disciples carried the corpse away quickly, leaving Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Chulan to walk through the dense forest.

While rescuing those disciples of the Tianshi Mansion who were trapped in a tough battle, he was also creating space for himself and Zhang Chulan to get along with each other.

"Chu Lan, don't blame your Master Zhiwei. He just, he just... Alas! It's hard to put it into words."

Tian Jinzhong wanted to explain something, but he didn't know how to say it when the words came to his lips. He let out a long sigh, feeling helpless.

"Master Jinzhong, I don't blame you for not telling me about my father. We have been through a hundred years of ups and downs, and there are too many things that cannot be explained."

"I'm glad you can understand me, brother."

"Master Jinzhong, but do you have something you want to tell me?"

After stopping, Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Chulan who also stopped, and said with a smile: "It's just like Huaiyi back then, cunning and shrewd. I want to tell you something so that you don't keep thinking about it, but I'm stupid. I don't have the world-class talent like my senior brother, and I'm not as cunning as your grandfather, who knows what to say and what not to say, so I can't say it in the end. Chulan, you should ask it yourself, you should know what to ask and what not to ask."

"Okay, Master Jinzhong, I'll ask. The first question is, what did Senior Wang Yi do to become a taboo in the alien world? I just can't understand why a person who can be compared with Master Jinzhong and even founded a school of thought has no trace in the alien world in the past few decades. There is not even a record of him in the textbooks. Isn't this unreasonable?"

"Chu Lan, this is not a question. I cannot tell you what Senior Brother Wang Yi did afterwards. But if you say that his traces were erased, that is a fantasy. It is just a matter of breaking down the whole into parts and moistening things silently. The so-called taboo is nothing more than some people being guilty and trying to cover up their crimes. It's just that the impact is too wide, so we old guys who are still alive have no choice but to compromise.

You want to know if this is related to the Eight Great Skills, but since you chose to reject the Heavenly Master's guidance, you can only find the answers by yourself.

But what I can answer for you is that he founded a school and has successors, but you have to find out for yourself what the school is called and who the successors are. "

"I understand. Then the second question is, did what Senior Wang Yi did affect or change the entire alien world, or even the structure between the alien world and the secular world? Is this structure good or bad?"

"That's right. If it hadn't changed the world, how could it have become a taboo? As for whether this pattern is good or bad, I didn't understand it back then. I thought it was terrible and unreasonable. But times have changed. Decades have passed. By the time we old people from the old era understood what he had done, it was too late. We were too old at the time, and our thoughts were too old. Now that we understand, we can only pass the baton to future generations."

"The third question is, when did Master become a Heavenly Master? If I had agreed to this Heavenly Master's teaching at that time, and Master passed it on to me, what would have happened to him? Would he have died?"

"Brother succeeded to the position of Heavenly Master in the early 1950s, not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China. As for the fact that passing on the Heavenly Master's Degree to you will lead to Brother's death? You don't have to worry about Brother. In this world, apart from technology, as far as means and cultivation are concerned, no one can kill Brother Wang Yi when he is not around. Apart from himself, there is also time. Brother Lu and I came here to protect the Dharma. In fact, we were worried that you would really accept the Heavenly Master's Degree. If the Heavenly Master's Degree was passed on to you, there would be nothing that could restrict Brother. If he made a scene, all his desires would be child's play. Hahaha..."

Is it that exaggerated?

For a moment, Zhang Chulan couldn't tell whether his Jinzhong advisor was mindlessly praising Zhang Zhiwei.

Although he knew that Zhang Zhiwei might have concealed some of the past events he told him, there should be no difference when it comes to the fighting between aliens.

It was precisely because of the lack of difference that he could not understand.

After all, the Luotian Grand Ceremony had just ended in the morning, when he and his junior uncle Zhang Lingyu had fought against each other with the Yin-Yang and Five Thunders, and their combined methods were just that.

It was hard for him to imagine that his own master Zhang Zhiwei and senior Wang Yi, at the age of 32, just a generation older than him, could have their spirits leave their bodies and attract thunder from the sky, and that entropy could increase all things and then decrease and return to one.

These were all descriptions he had never heard of before and had only seen in online novels.

In the past events narrated by Zhang Zhiwei, the styles of the two were not in the same dimension as others. With these two great gods around, what would the extraordinary world at that time be thinking about the Eight Wonders? If the Eight Wonders could not be passed on, wouldn't these two have the final say?

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan seemed to understand a little bit about his grandfather who would rather die outside than return to the Tianshi Mansion.

He faced such a terrible situation, even the danger of being watched by countless people, and realized the origin of the Eight Great Skills and Qi Body, which he didn't even know if he had mastered. However, he found that he was still no match for his own master and the other one. No matter who came, their faith in Taoism would be shattered.

"Jinzhong, you're saying bad things about me in front of the younger generation late at night. Aren't you afraid of having nightmares when you sleep?"

Before Tian Jinzhong's laughter stopped, Zhang Zhiwei's voice echoed in the forest, leaving Zhang Chulan stunned.

"Is this the master following here?"

"Bah, bah, bah, you are talking nonsense. Brother is still here! Brother, I am wrong. I forgot that every blade of grass and every tree in Longhu Mountain cannot escape your eyes. Please forgive me this time."

"Hmm, did you make the call?"

"It's late at night, I sent him an email." "Okay, the noise has been enough. It's late at night and everyone is asleep. If the noise continues, the neighbors will complain. They have to go to work tomorrow..."

While preventing Zhang Chulan from following him in arguing about his senior brother, Tian Jinzhong quickly responded.

Listening to the questions and answers between his two fellow apprentices, Zhang Chulan was already confused.

"Master Jinzhong, is this Master's voice transmission from a thousand miles away?"

"What do you mean by transmitting sound over a thousand miles? This is to bundle the sound into a line and transmit it in secret."

"Wow, we are at least five kilometers away from Master. How can he accurately capture our location from such a distance?"

Looking at Lin Jingxiaodao behind him, Zhang Chulan is now 70% convinced that Master Zhang Zhiwei has a different style from them.

Before Zhang Chulan could finish his sigh, he heard rumbling thunder coming from the sky above Longhu Mountain, but he could only hear the sound but not the thunder.

Tian Jinzhong then pointed at the rumbling thunder in the sky and said with a smile: "Chu Lan, now you have opened your eyes. This is what our senior brother's sound transmission over a thousand miles is, but we old guys usually call it the great sound with little sound."

The rumbling thunder echoed over the Longhu Mountain, attracting both the good and evil forces on the mountain, who were setting fires and causing destruction everywhere on the Longhu Mountain, and fighting with the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion and Lu Jin and a group of younger generations.

"Well, there's no more fun. The old Taoist priest is ready to take action."

Lu Jin, who was standing aside to instruct his great-granddaughter Lu Linglong and other young people in the fight with Quan Xing, just lay down, his reverse life state subsided, and he took a rest under the tree.

He was not worried at all that he would become Quan Xing's target as he was wide open at the moment.

The thunder sounded and disappeared, and then Quan Xing who was causing trouble on the mountain, the disciples of Tianshi Mansion who were taking action, and the younger generations of the righteous path, all heard Zhang Zhiwei's voice in their ears.

"Everyone in Quanxing, after all the fuss, I'm sure you've seen clearly that we are not completely unprepared. You all know what you have done. The crime of setting fire to a mountain in a national 5A-level scenic area is enough to send you to jail for life.

It is about time to lay down your weapons and surrender to the company. If you don't know how to get there, my disciples can help you. I also ask you to reform yourself and tell the truth. Those who confess will be treated leniently, while those who resist will be treated severely. "

"Playing tricks! Since when did the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, who led the Zhengyi Sect, become a coward and a lackey of the imperial court? Dare you show your true identity so that we, the younger generation, can admire your elegance up close?"

"How dare you be rude to the master!"

Upon hearing Quan Xing's accusation against Zhang Zhiwei, the lower-senior disciples of the Tianshi Temple were about to take action. However, before they could move, they were stopped by other disciples with higher seniority.

"Master?"

"Just watch. After so many years of training with Master, this is the first time we see him take action. Even if you don't want to watch, I do. It's worth the price of admission even if you die to see him take action!"

"Master, it's too unlucky to talk about death."

"Then let me ask you, after all this time, have you seen anyone from our sect die?"

"There were some injured, but I didn't see any dead."

"That's right, isn't it? The old master is always watching us. He is willing to let us see blood, but he will not turn a blind eye to our death. So do you want to see the old master take action?"

"miss you!"

"You kids, now you know how important it is to practice. Let's see if you dare to slack off in the future! As for all of you who are all sentient beings, I'm here. Come over if you can."

As if confirming the conversation between the master and the disciple, Zhang Zhiwei's voice first scolded them, and then directed his spearhead at the Quan Xing disciples who felt that they had the advantage in numbers.

Then, Zhang Zhiwei, who was only heard but not seen, was outside the attic used to pass on the teachings of the Heavenly Master. The fallen leaf that he had held in his hand was being dyed into a golden leaf by him using the Golden Light Mantra.

"go."

As he shouted, the golden leaf flew out of his hand and soared into the sky, shining with bright golden light.

At this time, the Quan Xing sect members who were causing trouble anywhere in Longhu Mountain were trying to stop and subdue them. The Nadutong company staff, Tianshi Mansion disciples, and the younger generation of the righteous path all saw this scene.

You can see a golden light cutting through the air, followed by a long whistle that echoes through the mountains, and then it explodes silently.

A huge, golden firework bloomed in the night sky.

It is bright and clear, but it is not fleeting.

"The Heavenly Master is right there, let's rush over together and make a name for ourselves tonight!"

"kill!"

The huge golden fireworks were like a signal flare, marking Zhang Zhiwei's location. It was also like a declaration of war, inviting Shan Shangquanxing, who was seeing this scene, to challenge Zhang Zhiwei, the world's number one master.

Some people were so excited that they thought the gap in numbers could be filled.

Some people used reason to prevail and fled in the opposite direction immediately, trying to see if they could escape the company's tight net before Zhang Zhiwei subdued them.

The more alert ones have already squatted down with their hands on their heads, without any desire to resist.

'We can kill the old Taoist priest if we rush over together? What a joke! You don't want my life, but I do! In this world, including the old and the young, those who are still breathing, the strange people at home and abroad, except for that master who is unknown whether dead or alive, this old man says no one dares to claim first place. To kill this old man, you need a missile. Do you have one? Then go ahead!'

As if responding to the clear-headed voices of the Quanxing disciples, the golden fireworks that bloomed in the night sky, carried by the wind, seemed to have eyes, and flew towards every Quanxing disciple who was causing trouble on the mountain.

Each and every point is the size of a finger, without any error.

With unmatched force, he easily penetrated every means of Quan Xing and hit their Dan Zhong acupoint, causing them to lose their combat ability instantly and fall to the ground unconscious.

The accompanying wind also put out the fire in the buildings on the mountain.

From beginning to end, Zhang Zhiwei never showed up and only made one move.

There is a line in the poem about this move: The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain.

(End of this chapter)