Under One Person: The person is in the Tianshi Mansion, and the body becomes a saint

Chapter 167 No matter how many changes occur, three blows will take him down.

Wang Ye looked miserable.

During the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, he used the Feng Hou Qi Men method to anticipate the possibility of outsiders coming to his door.

Just didn't expect it.

The challenge started right away.

he?
Hit Zhang Mingdao?

What a joke!
Zhang Mingdao, facing hundreds of guns and grenades, single-handedly forced the company to submit; his strength was more terrifying than the entire Wudang Sect combined!
To hand it over now would be to disobey one's master's orders.

It is true that he was expelled from Wudang.

But it's obvious to anyone with eyes that this is just a stopgap measure by Wudang.

In the future, when things calm down.

He will eventually return to Wudang; he cannot simply hand over Wudang's things.

of course.

He didn't believe Zhang Mingdao could withstand the drawbacks of Feng Hou Qi Men.

Feng Hou Qi Men controls all changes in the world. The more one is obsessed, the more one cannot let go of this sense of control, and in the end, one becomes obsessed in the inner vision.

Those who are capable of mastering it will not force it; those who force it will not succeed.

unexpectedly.

Zhang Mingdao's attitude was far more resolute than imagined.

Wang Ye only showed a slight hesitation.

Zhang Mingdao thrust out a palm: "Since you're unwilling, then die!"

The palm strike was unleashed.

The mountains collapsed.

Where the palm strike enveloped, the air suddenly stagnated like mercury.

The king was extremely anxious.

He was completely immobilized, like an ant trapped in amber, frozen in place, only able to watch helplessly as the overwhelming darkness pressed down on him.

Zhang Mingdao acted too quickly!
The villagers of Biyou Village were astonished and didn't even have time to stop them.

Zhuge Qing immediately set up four plates, made hand seals and chanted incantations, and used Qimen magic.

As soon as the Qi was introduced into the ground, it was met with a cold glance from Zhang Mingdao.

His gaze weighed more heavily than a thousand pounds.

The four plates, unable to withstand the pressure, tore apart instantly.

Zhuge Qing suffered a backlash, let out a muffled groan, and almost fell over.

Ignoring his injuries, he looked toward the battleground, finding it hard to believe that even the king could die so easily here.

Suddenly.

A beautiful, mangled body on the ground leaped up, crossed its arms, and stood in front of Wang Ye, firmly taking the blow from Zhang Mingdao's palm.

The aftershocks spread far and wide.

This caused gasps of surprise.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Ma Xianhong, secretly praising the village chief for his magnanimity and formidable strength.

The puppet alone was enough to block Zhang Mingdao's attack.

Ma Xianhong is an honest man, and he shook his head innocently: "It wasn't me, I didn't have time to make a move."

soon.

There was no need for anyone to figure out whose puppet they were.

The dummy, resembling a flower, blocked Zhang Mingdao's palm strike, but its arms collapsed.

Thick black smoke was emanating from the damaged joint.

Black smoke gathered.

In the blink of an eye, a giant hand was formed and punched forward.

"Fenghou Qimen."

Zhang Mingdao remained unmoved.

When he descended upon Biyou Village in the form of lightning, he sensed something discordant in the space.

However, having lost his supernatural powers, he could not discern the truth, so he used Wang Ye to test him, which indeed forced out Zhou Sheng's whereabouts.

By connecting with his past life memories and witnessing it firsthand, Zhang Mingdao immediately understood the core of Feng Hou Qi Men.

Feng Hou Qi Men (a form of divination) controls all changes in the world.

Human strength has its limits, but the power of heaven and earth is boundless. It is almost impossible to control the vastness of heaven and earth with one’s insignificant individual strength.

therefore.

Zhou Sheng believes.

The key to mastering Feng Hou Qi Men is oneself.

The central palace is fixed on oneself, hence it is ever-changing.

My thoughts are running wild.

Reality is fleeting.

Zhang Mingdao unleashed his full power, striking with both fists simultaneously.

His immortal body was incredibly strong, and his immense power flowed through him, almost snapping the thunder wedges driven into his acupoints, which then gushed out from his fist.

It felt like a hurricane hitting your face, or like a volcano erupting.

Although the Feng Hou Qi Men technique is powerful, it is no match for the power of an immortal body.

The enormous fist was torn into black fragments by the violent force, billowing black smoke and revealing its true form.

Blocking Wang Ye's path was a gaunt old man with white hair and dressed in plain clothes. Who was he?

A question inevitably arose in the minds of everyone present.

Those who remained here were extraordinary individuals from all over the country, including temporary workers, and they were well-informed.

If it is a renowned master.

It's impossible for them to have no impression at all.

This person is likely connected to the king.

Could it be that Wudang openly drove Wang Ye away, but secretly arranged for the sect's elders to protect him?
Not quite.

The gaunt old man's methods had nothing to do with Wudang; they were his own unique style.

"He is Zhou Sheng!"

Gao Erzhuang's message couldn't hide his surprise: "Zhou Sheng, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, is not dead!"

Not only that.

Gao Erzhuang included a black and white photo, a group photo of a group of Wudang Taoist priests.

There was a young man whose features bore a striking resemblance to the old man in front of him.

"Thirty-six thieves?"

Upon hearing the news of his grandfather's sworn brother, Zhang Chulan excitedly replied, "From the Northeast, do you have any news about the other thirty-six thieves?"

"Not much."

Gao Erzhuang said with distress, "The year Jia Shen is too long ago. The elders back then are very secretive about it, and we can't glean much information from it."

"In the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, there was a Wudang swordsman named Li Jinglin. He became a warlord and opened a martial arts school, which allowed his master and fellow disciples to leave traces and leave behind photographs."

"If you need it."

"I'll send you all the information I found online, but I suggest you don't have too high expectations."

As a hacker who roams the internet, she takes on freelance cybersecurity work and inevitably keeps an eye on these private matters within the industry.

Not for profit.

It was simply out of curiosity.

pity.

Back then, the internet hadn't taken off, and a lot of information wasn't stored online; even the most skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients.

The two did not hide their conversation from others.

When the others heard Zhou Sheng's name, they suddenly realized who he was.

The name of the Eight Extraordinary Skills once stirred up unrest in the martial arts world.

Since he is the creator of Feng Hou Qi Men, it's no wonder he didn't show any signs of defeat when fighting Zhang Mingdao.

They are out of danger and no longer tense.

Wang Zhenqiu whispered, "Brother Xiao, who do you think will win?"

"Zhang Mingdao."

Xiao Zizai remained expressionless.

"Feel the same."

Wang Zhenqiu exclaimed in admiration, "How does this guy cultivate? He's only twenty years old and his skill level is comparable to that of an eighty-year-old cultivator!"

The pressure from Zhang Mingdao was too great.

It's hard to believe that a veteran who suddenly appeared could win.

Even the creator of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

"I don't think so."

Zhuge Qing interjected, expressing his dissent: "The mystique of Feng Hou Qi Men far surpasses that of binding spirits and commanding generals; its abilities are beyond the comprehension of gods and ghosts."

"Old Master Zhou Sheng escaped the pursuit of the righteous sects and the Thirty-Six Thieves unscathed and has survived to this day, which shows his strength."

He has faced off against Wang Ye.

I witnessed the wonders of Feng Hou Qi Men firsthand.

To grasp all the changes in the world.

To put it bluntly...

Who has mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men?

Whoever can rise to prominence has the potential to surpass all sorcerers throughout history, and even their own ancestor, Zhuge Liang.

If Zhou Sheng could hear Zhuge Qing's inner thoughts, he would definitely curse him as a load of bull.

This person's physique is like that of finely forged steel, solid and unyielding, with immense and enduring strength, like the surging waves of a raging sea.

He tried several spells, but none of them worked.

It can't be drilled in, nor can it be burned through.

He couldn't even think of a way to win.

Fortunately.

For some unknown reason, Zhang Mingdao experienced significant stagnation when circulating his Qi, making it impossible for him to achieve a smooth and flowing motion.

The flaws are not noticeable to the average person.

But for someone who has mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men method, it is perfectly clear.

Have the opportunity!
Zhou Sheng secretly pushed the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to its limit.

Four arms sprouted from his back and thrust forward, using the transformative power of the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to neutralize Zhang Mingdao's Wu Chou palm strike.

suddenly.

He felt as if Zhang Mingdao had suddenly leaped into the sky.

(End of this chapter)