Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 485 Go and invite Zhang Zhiwei
Under the cover of night, the possessed Lu Jin slapped the enemy away with one palm, put one hand behind his back, his silver hair flying, and posed like a master with his hands behind his back.

Seeing their companion being slapped away by Lu Jin's palm, the Peacock Mage and others who were chasing after them also looked grim.

Peacock Master was the first to break away from the crowd, took over his companion who was knocked away by Lu Jin's palm, and sent him to his companion behind him with his clever strength, then used this force to get close to Lu Jin.

When both palms are extended, the strength contained in the palms also flows out along the palms.

At this time, Lu Jin did not show any weakness and went forward to meet him.

One relies on the power of dragon and tiger brought by reverse birth, which is indestructible; the other contains Buddhist principles in every fist and foot movement.

During the fight, Lu Jin, as the real person, was watching his own body fighting with the opponent from a third-party perspective. Through internal vision, he could clearly feel that his own body was undergoing a transformation.

The Three Levels of Reverse Life is still the same Three Levels of Reverse Life, but they are two completely different Qi circulation routes from the Three Levels of Reverse Life that one originally practiced.

If the initial three levels of reverse life are the first level laying the foundation, the second level building the building, and the third level completing the roof.

Now Lu Jin felt that the middle elixir that he had not yet refined and the upper elixir that he dared not touch were slowly converging and merging under this completely new and different Qi circulation route, turning into a seed and being re-implanted into the foundation of his lower elixir.

As for what this seed will eventually grow into, he himself has no idea.

This is Wang Yi, who is unaware of his true condition at the moment, using Lu Jin's body to re-practice the new method of rebirth against the odds for him to continue on the triple path!

After the fist-and-palm exchange, Peacock Mage also distanced himself from Lu Jin in front of him, staring at Lu Jin with a sharp gaze.

At the same time, Lu Jin, who was in the reverse life state, also shook his body, and bursts of energy were released from his facial features and body, which also moved the Peacock Master.

At this time, Lu Jin, who had been watching his body being beaten as a bystander, also found that he could speak. Feeling the force that had just been shaken out of him, his face was filled with surprise.

"The Lu family's Ruyi Jin? No, this method is much more advanced than the Lu family's Ruyi Jin, and it also contains Buddhist Zen principles. Which sect of Buddhism do you belong to?"

Lu Jin, who came from a prominent family and studied under the Trinity Sect, realized at the first moment that the methods used by the Japanese monk were definitely from the orthodox Xuanmen lineage. The orthodox Buddhist sects in the world of extraordinary people are Shaolin in the north, Lingyin in the south, and then the three Putuo temples. Their methods are all known, but none of them can match the Japanese monk in front of him. It's no wonder that Lu Jin was curious.

The peacock didn't answer.

And Lu Jin couldn't continue asking, because at this moment a layer of golden light emerged from Lu Jin's body, lifting Lu Jin up to mid-air, and then made him rush out of the city uncontrollably.

Peacock Wizard also stopped his companions and signaled them not to chase.

Then he bent down, pressed his palms on the ground, closed his eyes, and released an invisible spiritual wave from between Peacock's eyebrows, which was then retracted and he stood up.

"Go back, he will come back."

"Master Peacock, you already know the identity of this 'evil spirit'."

"Can't say."

After a clever move, the Peacock Mage left on his own, and the remaining few people had no choice but to carry their unconscious companions and follow him.

Outside the city, Lu Jin felt as if he had been flying for an unknown period of time, carried by the golden light emanating from his body, before the golden light dissipated and he landed rashly on the ground.

But at this moment, he didn't care where he landed or how his body regained control. He looked straight at the human-shaped white Qi that was overflowing from his body and forming a human meridian map in front of him, with an expression of surprise and joy.

"Brother Wang Yi, it's you, isn't it?"

Wang Yi did not answer, but raised his hand and tapped Lu Jin's brow. The completely new and different reverse-life triple-circulation Qi route that Wang Yi had just practiced with his body appeared in his mind and could not be shaken off.

After doing all this, the group of white qi in Wang Yi's body meridians, which Lu Jin believed to be Wang Yi's life and death for three years, seemed to have come to its own time, and it dispersed with the wind. In the end, what remained in Lu Jin's mind was only a piece of information in what Lu Jin thought was a foreign language:

wozaipoguan，tiwozhengqushijian··· (I am breaking through the level, buy me some time)

Although Lu Jin was not well-educated, he had studied English for several years with his senior brother Mr. Dongshan at Dongshan Academy at the foot of Sanyi Gate Mountain. But when these lowercase English letters were generated in disorder in his mind, he couldn't spell them out no matter how hard he tried. He also didn't understand why Wang Yi left him a letter in foreign language.

"Brother? Why are you here?"

When Lu Jin didn't know what to do, the voice of his good friend Zheng Zibu came from behind, which made Lu Jin confused? Did his senior brother send him to Maoshan?

"Ah Zheng, you..."

Looking at his good brother Zheng Zibu who suddenly appeared, Lu Jin was puzzled, but Zheng Zibu was even more puzzled. At this time, Lu Jin also noticed that in the area where he was, in addition to his good brother Zheng Zibu, there were several soldiers in blue-gray uniforms leading a group of militiamen who were carrying bags of rice.

Lu Jin recognized at a glance that this was the grain he had gone to the city to pay the balance for during the day and had it delivered to Lujia Town as ordered by his grandfather.

"Isn't this the rice I ordered this morning?"

Before he finished speaking, the militia and soldiers, who were already wary of Lu Jin's sudden appearance, also looked at Lu Jin.

"Captain Jiang, don't get excited. This is my friend, and he is also a disciple of the Trinity Sect who came to help three years ago. I will explain the reason to you later. Brother, please come with me. There should be nothing that cannot be discussed between us."

"Okay, but you are like this."

"Nothing. I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to fight against the Japanese. Even our Maoshan has become an anti-Japanese base. I was assigned here. Let's go."

Lu Jin followed Zheng Zibu all the way to a safe place and stopped. The two exchanged information with each other and knew the reasons why each other was there.

It was only then that Lu Jin realized that his great-grandfather had been secretly helping the anti-Japanese guerrillas outside the city of Jinling. By allowing his grandson to go into the city to order daily necessities, he had let the surrounding anti-Japanese guerrillas intercept and replenish the supplies after they left the city.

Zheng Zibu also learned from Lu Jin what had happened to him in the city just now.

"I've also heard rumors about this new political alliance. I'm afraid it's targeting people like us. But are you sure that the ball of white qi is Wang Yi?"

"No doubt about it. Apart from our Sanyi Sect, only Senior Brother Wang Yi has reached the highest level of the Third Level of Reverse Life. And the golden light that led me out of the city was probably Senior Brother Wang Yi's Golden Escape Light. But I still don't know what Senior Brother Wang Yi's situation is. Brother, do you have any idea?"

"If even you don't understand, how can I know? But I know someone who should know what Wang Yi is like now, and there is also the letter he left for you." "Zhang Zhiwei?"

"It can only be him."

"But he is now in the northwest. Even if the Wang family's magic Yin-Yang paper is used to send a message, there is no way to notify him. If we send someone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get there."

"Brother, now there is a method called telegraphing. But you, brother, have revealed your skills in the city. I am afraid you can't go back to Lujia Town. The skill of the third level of reverse life is very conspicuous. In addition, you are a person who has come here. Why don't you stay here with me? I will talk to Captain Jiang."

"No need. I have been using ink to dye my hair for the past three years with Grandpa, and I have never revealed my tricks. If I don't go back, it will easily arouse the suspicion of the Japanese. I will leave it to you to notify Zhang Zhiwei. I also have to go back to the Third First Gate and find someone to help me translate the message that Senior Brother left for me. So goodbye."

"Farewell."
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After bidding farewell to his good friend Zheng Zibu, Lu Jin rushed back to Lujia Town overnight. He cooperated with his grandfather to deal with the Japanese and traitors in the town. Then, he used the excuse of returning to the sect to visit relatives, packed his bags, took the pass, and headed for Sanyi Gate in Fujian.

At the same time, a secret telegram was sent from the base where Zheng Zibu was located. After many twists and turns, it reached Yanxiao in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region.

Yanxiao, located in the border area, is the focus of many primary schools currently established in the border area. Most of its students are children of cadres in the border area, orphans of martyrs, and children of local farmers. It has a comprehensive curriculum and is known as the "Red Cradle."

After the battle of Fucheng, Zhang Zhiwei was in a coma for three months before he woke up. He then returned to the border area and was arranged to recuperate in Yanxiao in the border area. He stayed there for more than a year before he recovered.

After that, he stayed here temporarily as a teacher, digesting his insights gained in the battle of Fucheng. At the same time, according to Wang Yi's original instructions for his funeral, he sent it to Lao Meng, who was also in the rear area of ​​the region, to mass-produce a batch of bone arrows of innate pseudo-aliens, and screen and train a group of innate pseudo-aliens in the rear area.

Used to deal with the Japanese alien world that participated in this war on a large scale.

At this time, outside the cave school building built against the mountain, Zhang Zhiwei, dressed in gray, was sitting cross-legged in the open air outside the cave with his eyes closed, with his five hearts facing the sky.

But at this moment, everything in the school appeared in Zhang Zhiwei's mind.

'A big river ~ with wide waves ~'

'The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides~'

In the open space, a group of primary school children were singing one of the two songs that Wang Yi had given to Zhang Zhiwei. The songs were originally used to win over the morale of a large number of Northeast Army soldiers who had been deployed here in the early stages, so as to eliminate the barriers between the two sides. Later, it gradually became a must-sing song for every student in the border area primary school.

After all, compared to the majestic "Yellow River Cantata", "A Great River" and "Mudanjiang" whose names were changed by Wang Yi, as well as the earlier "Farewell" are more catchy and more suitable for children of this age to sing.

In the small farm opened by the school, dozens of yellow-feathered chickens of similar size, each weighing about two and a half kilograms, were pecking at a mixture of corn and millet. A group of primary school children were lying on the fence, looking at these dozens of yellow-feathered chickens with shining eyes.

These yellow-feathered chickens are a new breed of yellow-feathered chickens that were created after Wang Yi found Mendel, a hereditary animal trainer in Beijing, and proposed a meat-to-grain ratio of 1:2.

The growth cycle is one and a half months, and the feed is five to six kilograms of corn, or anything else is fine. If it is not picky about food, the weight will be two and a half kilograms. Occasionally, there are variants that can reach three to three and a half kilograms.

The difficulty of eating meat has been a problem that has troubled the Chinese for thousands of years. After meeting Mendel, the animal master, Wang Yi has been working hard in this area. He wants to try to use the animal master's expertise in controlling and cultivating animals to produce a batch of broiler breeds that grow fast and have a high feed conversion rate, similar to the white-feathered chickens of later generations.

These yellow-feathered chickens are the first generation of broiler chickens. It’s not that Wang Yi doesn’t want to continue, but the process from the original seed source to hybridization and breeding is a very time-consuming and arduous process. Without the assistance of scientific means, relying solely on the methods of veterinarians, this is already the limit.

The only advantage of the new generation of yellow-feathered chickens in this chicken coop over white-feathered chickens is that they are more resistant to diseases and have a locked upper limit on their growth, so not too much food is wasted.

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei and his team gained a foothold in Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia, Wang Yi sent Lao Meng, the batch of yellow-feathered chickens, and strategic materials such as pig bristles that he had already prepared in large quantities.

Broiler chickens are responsible for improving the food in the border areas, while pig bristles are waiting to be transformed into resources to support the border areas as soon as the European battlefield begins.

In Yanxiaoli, besides these children in the lower primary school age, there are naturally also children in the upper primary school age.

High up in the cave school building built against the mountain, a dozen or so primary school children acted as sentries, standing straight on guard, but twisting their necks from time to time, looking at the open space where Zhang Zhiwei was practicing with his eyes closed and his five hearts facing the sky.

One could see that in front of the open space where Zhang Zhiwei was practicing with his eyes closed, a group of students from primary and secondary school were standing in several rows according to their height, doing standing meditation under the sun.

Among this group of students, the only one who stood out was a chubby little kid who was about three to four years old and was also practicing.

Compared to these children who are much older than him and have painful expressions on their faces, little Zhao Fangxu, who has not yet turned four, is ignorant but still persisting and even seems to be at ease?
But it was not so easy for these students who were a few years older than him. From time to time, some of them could not hold on any longer and fell to the ground due to exhaustion, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

There is no other way. Standing still is a foundation-building process that every person who practices Qigong must do.

Only if you can sense the first wisp of Qi flowing in your body according to the breathing method during this process, will you be qualified to start practicing.

It can be as short as one day or as long as three months, and is also called a hundred-day foundation-building period.

If you don’t get the Qi feeling within these three months, it means there is no hope for cultivation in this life.

In addition to being a Chinese teacher teaching students literacy, Zhang Zhiwei is also a physical education teacher, providing three months of foundation-building instruction to every child enrolled.

Over the past year or nearly two years, among dozens of primary schools in the border areas, only a handful of students have gained the sense of Qi and entered the door of spiritual practice.

Little Zhao Fangxu, who had been receiving training from both Zhang Zhiwei and Wang Yi since his 100th birthday, had just been arranged by Zhang Zhiwei to be among this group of students.

One after another, the students fell down because they could no longer maintain the sitting posture. Soon, there were only five children left, including little Zhao Fangxu, who were still persisting.

After a cycle of internal circulation was completed, Zhang Zhiwei, who still had his eyes closed, spoke:
"Alright, you forty-three can go do other things, and you five can just hold on for another half an hour."

"I understand, teacher!"

Little Zhao Fangxu called out in a baby voice, his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhiwei, who was still sitting with his eyes closed and his hands facing the sky. This was his earliest impression of Zhang Zhiwei, and he always felt that he had seen this teacher named Zhang Zhiwei a long time ago.

"Vigo~"

When Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes, he saw a tall girl with wheat-colored skin, rosy oval cheeks, wearing an octagonal hat, a blue double-breasted shirt, and leggings, waving a piece of paper in her hand and greeting him at the door outside the school building.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei smiled and stood up. He quietly sent a stream of true Qi into the bodies of the five children in front of him who were still practicing the standing meditation. After relieving their muscle fatigue, he slowly walked towards the girl at the door.

(End of this chapter)