Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 473 An old friend from back then
That night, on Mount Longhu, the light of the jade pot was turning, and fish and dragons were dancing all night long.

No one expected that this Luotian Grand Ceremony, which had been held after more than half a century in response to the entry of Zhang Chulan, a descendant of the origin of one of the Eight Great Skills and the origin of the Qi body, into the world of extraordinary people, would end with Quan Xing causing a disturbance in Longhu Mountain.

The elderly Lu Jin, along with a group of righteous youngsters led by his great-granddaughter Lu Linglong, escorted the Quanxing disciples who had lost their fighting ability to the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion, and handed all of them over to the people brought by the brothers Xu San and Xu Si, who were the heads of the North China region of the Nadutong Company.

He himself stood aside, looking at the disciples of Tianshi Mansion who were chatting and talking to each other because they were very excited about witnessing the old man Zhang Zhiwei take action. Of course, the same was true for the younger generations like his great-granddaughter.

They were all descendants born in a peaceful era. Even if they had just started practicing cultivation, they had heard stories about Zhang Zhiwei from their elders.

But their impression of Zhang Zhiwei was only from words and the information they could find.

The 65th Heavenly Master, the first President of the Taoist Association, the Chief of the Ten Lords, and the best in the world of aliens.

They only had a vague understanding of the previous titles, and were completely confused by the last, ultimate title.

They couldn't understand how much value this top title had for an old man who was already 110 years old. It was probably not just gained through age.

This is no wonder. Not to mention the disciples from the Tianshi Mansion, all the young righteous people who were brought by their own masters to participate in this modern Luotian Grand Ceremony are all successors favored by their masters, and all of them are brilliant people.

Being young, one will be full of arrogance. One will not fear anything, and even if the elders keep telling him or her, they will not say it out loud, but will feel in their hearts that by the time they reach the age of a Heavenly Master, their cultivation may not be worse than that of other Heavenly Masters.

Until this move of golden light blooming thousands of flowers at night, only the sound was heard but the person was not seen, and it easily subdued the hundreds of troublemakers on the mountain with one strike, and put out the fire on the mountain at the same time.

These young people finally had the clearest understanding of Zhang Zhiwei, the top name in the world of extraordinary people.

When he was young, he had not yet entered the spiritual world. Hearing about Zhang Zhiwei's outstanding name was like looking at the moon in a well. When he started practicing as a teenager, he was fortunate enough to see Zhang Zhiwei in action. Only then did he understand that the relationship between them and Zhang Zhiwei was like a floating particle looking at the sky.

"I didn't expect that after several decades, the next Luotian Grand Ceremony would still end with Quan Xing causing trouble. Now you, Heavenly Master, are satisfied, and you have scared those guys again..."

"Master, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, let the company handle the finishing touches. There's no need to take the Xiao family kid's broken arm away. I've seen his injuries, the cut is smooth. Xi's sword energy is destructive, and the meridians in the broken arm and the wound are destroyed. Even if the true energy is connected, it won't be able to circulate, and it'll be difficult for him to even lift something heavy.

After you finish your work here, take them to your cousin Lu Lin. My sect has a way to treat this. Grandpa is old and it’s late, so he will go home first. You don’t need to wait for me.”

"I understand, sir, but won't you come with us?"

"Why should I go over there? I'll go over there so that you youngsters can see me quarreling and fighting with your Grandpa Li, right? Out of sight, out of mind. I'll stop making fun of you."

Seeing her grandfather waving his hand and following the company's people down the mountain first, Lu Linglong, who had dyed her hair pink with a single strand of silly hair, also looked puzzled.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that her grandfather had been worried ever since he came to Mount Longhu to watch the Luotian Grand Ceremony, as if he was hiding something from her.

But she also understood that the most urgent task at the moment was to resolve the emotional knots and injuries of the three friends behind her who had been ambushed by the Ear Thief, one of the Six Thieves of Quan Xing, and had accidentally hurt her friends.

Injuries like reattaching a broken limb require quite difficult surgical operations in medicine. Fortunately, his great-grandfather's master, his cousin, is currently practicing and can help him.

"Xi, Yun, don't worry. Since Grandpa said that Xiao Xiao's arm can be reattached and can be used as freely as before, he will definitely not lie to me. When Xiao Xiao's injury stabilizes, I will take you to Mindi and visit Sanyimen."

"Thank you Linglong. I won't go with you. I'll leave when Xiao Xiao wakes up."

Among Lu Linglong's friends, Yun, who wore a mask and used two iron rulers as his Qi extension amplifier, was usually taciturn. When he learned that his friend's injuries could be healed, he was relieved, but he did not plan to go to Trinity Gate with him.

"You're not coming with us? Why?"

"I want to go back to my master's sect to report."

On the other side, Tian Jinzhong, who had arranged the aftermath, also returned to the place where the successive Heavenly Masters had passed down their teachings. Zhang Zhiwei was standing there with his hands behind his back.

As for the acting leader of Quanxing, Gong Qing, he had already disappeared. It seemed that Zhang Zhiwei had given Gong Qing a satisfactory answer when the golden light just now swept across Quanxing on the mountain, and asked him to go down the mountain to report to the old guys in Quanxing who had survived until now.

In front of Zhang Zhiwei, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, looking gentle and tall, and a guy with a worrying hairstyle, who looked like a full-fledged office worker, were reporting their work to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Master, there is no need for you to do it yourself. We have everything under control. Not to mention your identity as Master, you are also the first person in charge of the East China Region, my old leader. If you suddenly take action, when the colleagues in the company find out, they will blame me again."

"I've been retired for so many years, and I'm just teaching these young people a lesson. They can't even handle such a small fight. It's not a good thing to have peace for a long time and then have peace and quiet. Now it's just a little blood and injury, which is better than losing your life in the future. You have to hold a meeting to mobilize people's thoughts when you go back, starting with yourself."

"Yes, yes, you are right. After a long period of peace, it is not a good thing to be lazy."

"Okay, it's not difficult for you. Remember to accept the letter when you go back. I guess you will have to take him to the capital for a meeting in a few days. Speaking of this, Mr. Xiao, how is your killing heart practice now?"

"With the help of my heavenly master and mentor, I can now control my killing urge and murderous intent."

"Well, I see. It's not in vain that Monk Jiekong gave you the secular name Xiao Zi. Only when you can control your murderous heart and intention can you achieve great freedom. It's a pity that you were born in the wrong era. If you were born in our era, your cultivation would be even better now. But it's okay. Those who can control their murderous heart and intention in peaceful times are even better in terms of sexual skills. Dou, do you have any smoke?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Dou Le, the head of the East China region, quickly took out a pack of soft blue Huanghelou cigarettes from his pocket. Zhang Zhiwei also reached out to take one and put it to his lips. The cigarette butt ignited without wind. He took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke, just like an old smoker.

"Oh, Taoist Master Tian is here. Taoist Master, you are busy, so Lao Xiao and I will leave first."

"Go."

"Brother, is it okay for you to do this?"

"What are you afraid of? I have already told them not to disturb the Luotian Grand Ceremony and my quiet cultivation, but Quanxing still came. How many of them are real Quanxing and how many are fake? Aren't they afraid that I will really pass the Heavenly Master Degree to Chu Lan, untie my self-bound hands and feet, and make a big fuss before ascending.

I also want to know how much firewood I, a 110-year-old man, have left. In this case, let them see enough, so that they can clearly understand that this trend is not something they can stop just because they want to. I just let them win the first game. No one dares to say that they are the winner before the end of this game."

"Ah, I just feel that Chu Lan is suffering. She knows nothing, but she has to be dragged into this vortex of the past."

"Each generation has its own mission. Even if there was no Luotian Grand Ceremony and Huaiyi had not passed away, Chu Lan would still not be able to escape. I gave him the best opportunity to become a Heavenly Master, but he refused. Hehe, if Chu Lan joins the game and suddenly finds out that everyone's hatred and greed for the origin of the Qi body does not come from Huaiyi, but from Yude, what do you think Chu Lan's father will think?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei seemed to have thought of something funny and laughed out loud.

Seeing his senior brother like this, Tian Jinzhong was helpless.

He and Zhang Chulan had reached a consensus about Zhang Zhiwei's narrow-mindedness. After so many years, Huaiyi had passed away and was now about to return to his hometown. He couldn't play a prank on his junior brother, so he played a prank on his junior brother's grandson. What a pervert!

After one night, the commotion on Mount Longhu had subsided, and all that remained was the repair work on the building complex. Fortunately, those that were damaged were those that were built later, and the old objects that had been passed down for thousands of years were not affected, which was good news.

Zhang Chulan also placed his grandfather Zhang Huaiyi's ashes in the tomb next to the Grand Master, the 64th Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing, as requested. This was considered as a filial duty for not being able to accompany the old Heavenly Master for all these years. The burial process was presided over by Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, Zhang Lingyu and another ninth disciple Rongshan who accompanied Zhang Zhiwei on the mountain. The two of them were Zhang Zhiwei's direct disciples and were of the same generation as Zhang Chulan, the grandson of Zhang Huaiyi.

"Master, why is there a monument without words here?"

Zhang Chulan noticed that in the mausoleum at the back mountain of Tianshi Mansion where the ancestors of Tianshi Mansion were buried, there was an inscriptionless stele that was particularly conspicuous, because it was located a short distance away from the grand master he was worshipping and his grandfather Zhang Huaiyi who had just been buried. But based on the distribution of its location, it should be from the same period as these two elders, that is, it was another grand master of his who had passed away.

"An old friend, Chu Lan, do you want to listen?"

Come again?

Why do you elders always like to use this trick on me?
Zhang Chulan shook his head at the speed of light. He had already jumped into enough traps in one night. It would be impolite to jump into them again!
After burying Zhang Huaiyi, they went to the Tianshi Temple to place Zhang Huaiyi's tablet in the ancestral hall where ancestors were worshipped, burned incense, and performed worship ceremonies.

After completing these procedures, it means that Zhang Huaiyi's lineage has returned to his roots. In the future, if Zhang Chulan encounters trouble outside, any disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, even the Zhengyi disciples, will help him if they can. If they cannot help, they will go to the Tianshi Mansion to ask for help.

As for who will get the highest number, there is no need to say more.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan felt as if a stone had fallen from his heart, and he seemed to have a sense of belonging.

It turns out that apart from my grandfather who has passed away and my dead father who has been wandering around somewhere and hasn't come home yet, I still have such a large group of family members. Let's see who dares to mess with me in the future!
Xu San, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao, who were watching the ceremony outside, were looking at this scene and each had their own thoughts.

Especially Feng Baobao.

She tilted her head and looked at Zhang Chulan in the crowd and Zhang Zhiwei who was stroking his beard and smiling beside them. After thinking for a while, she walked over without the two brothers Xu San and Xu Si noticing, with a knife in her hand.

"You said last night that you recognized my old man. What's my old man's name and what does he look like?"

"Baby!"

The disciples of Tianshi Mansion who were watching the ceremony, Xu San, Xu Si, and Zhang Chulan, did not notice that Feng Baobao had mixed into the crowd and walked in front of Zhang Zhiwei, except for Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong.

By the time everyone reacted, Xu San and Xu Si were also in a state of panic.

Asking people questions while holding a knife, what kind of operation is this?

"Your old man, I recognize him. I have beaten him several times. Your old man is called Feng Yao. I can't tell you the rest. I wanted to pass it to Master Chu Lan before so that I can tell you clearly. Now, you can only let Chu Lan help you find the traces of your old man and recover your past. Don't you agree, Chu Lan?"

"Oh, my name is Feng Yao, Zhang Chulan, will you help me?"

As Zhang Zhiwei and Feng Baobao, one old and one young, looked at him, what else could Zhang Chulan do? He had rejected the chance to jump out of the pit. Now he could only continue digging to see if he could dig a tunnel to climb out.

"Sister Baoer, I promise you that I will help you get back the past. I also want to know what happened in the past."

"Got it. I believe you."

"Okay, we're done. From now on, Jinzhong and I will accompany your grandfather. Chu Lan, it's time for you to go down the mountain. You have a lot of things to deal with. Also, you can't not go to college. You have to finish it, understand?"

"I understand, Master. I'm leaving now, Master. Master Jinzhong."

Listening to the instructions given by the two elders, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, when they were sending him down the mountain, Zhang Chulan nodded and assured them one by one.

After watching Zhang Chulan go down the mountain, looking back every few steps, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong returned to the Tianshi Mansion to continue their practice.
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After the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the world of extraordinary people hidden in the secular circle seemed to have returned to its former tranquility.

Especially with the return of Zhang Huaiyi and Zhang Chulan, although the world of extraordinary people is still undercurrents due to the reappearance of the Eight Great Skills, at least no one dares to target Zhang Chulan, the descendant of the source of Qi body, openly.

It's not just because Zhang Chulan has a company backing him up, more importantly, he's now a member of the Tianshi Mansion. According to the seniority of Zhang Huaiyi, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, who are all fellow apprentices, Zhang Chulan is now the third generation disciple of the Tianshi Mansion since Zhang Zhiwei, and one of the core disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.

With this identity in mind, any force that wants to take action against Zhang Chulan must consider Zhang Zhiwei, the Tiantong Taoist who just showed off his skills and swept away all the people in Quanxing, before taking action.

After all, one of the styles of the Tianshi Mansion is to protect one's shortcomings!
But people’s greed and evil thoughts can never be suppressed by intimidation. They can be suppressed for a while, but not forever.

In the world of extraordinary people, there are people with ulterior motives, and naturally there are also people who are ready to disrupt the situation at any time.

A week after the Luotian Dajiao ended, Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, Xinchangji Teahouse.

The teahouse was bustling with people, all men, women, young and old, coming to have morning tea, it was very lively.

In this noisy teahouse, the door of a private room was open, and two old men, one tall and one short, were reading newspapers and eating snacks there.

He is tall with a strong frame, and looks intimidating without even getting angry, with a fierce look. I guess he was a tall and strong man when he was young, but as he got older, his muscles atrophied and his bones only made him look fierce and difficult to get along with.

The shorter one looks kind and gentle, like an old man next door. Although he is short, he is at least 1.7 meters tall.

If someone were to get closer at this time, they would be able to see that the newspapers that the two old men, one tall and one short, were reading contained a tablet. The tablets had the same background, but contained two reports with very different contents.

[A week ago, Quan Xing caused a big disturbance at the Luotian Grand Ceremony at Mount Longhu. Fortunately, the Heavenly Master intervened and suppressed countless villains with one strike. He deserves the title of the best in the world. Yaoxing Society reports for you.]

[Local news reports that a wildfire broke out in Longhu Mountain. Fortunately, the mountain staff and firefighters put out the fire in time, and no major fire occurred, and no one was injured or killed.]

The background pictures are all of Mount Longhu, but the picture used by Yaoxing Society is a GIF, which is a screenshot of Zhang Zhiwei's background of thousands of flowers blooming at night with a little golden light.

After turning off the tablet, the two old people put away the newspaper and looked at the neighbors in the box who greeted them from time to time and chatted in Cantonese.

"Friend Zhang Zhiwei, you are getting more and more out of line as you get older."

"This isn't the first time you've realized he's being ridiculous, can you please be gentle with your words? He's always acting like an old jerk. If it weren't for him and Wang Yi's actions back then, we would have known each other for a long time."

"Hey, I have nine cakes this year. What is it if I am not an old man? That's what I say, but do you think Zhang Chulan is not like Sixth Brother? You can see that the money he put on the Luotian Dajiao is the same as that of Fourth Brother."

"You ask me, what do you mean? When the fourth brother said he had children, what kind of descendants did he have, namely the third brother, the sixth brother, the eighth brother, the tenth brother, the seventeenth brother, the twenty-second brother, the twenty-fifth brother and the twenty-first sister? We kept talking and talked about it, but now the sixth brother and the twenty-second brother have passed away. Although the second half of their lives went in circles, they finally left. I don't know about the others.

Alas, with the Eight Wonders, we were able to make such a big splash back then, and the alien world was almost reversed. We still have this teahouse to control us now, so we can be happy."

"But I also want to return to my roots. I used to be able to go back and pay respects to the head of the family and the eldest master, but now I can only stay here to guard the door. He promised me that I would be allowed to go back if I helped him with something. You're only 100 years old for your birthday this year. How many more years can you live?"

"Let's not talk about this sad thing. Hey, it's already so late, where's Brother Thirty? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

(End of this chapter)