Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 374 Zhang Zhiwei: Making this humble Taoist priest listen to music in a brothel is going too far! [Please subscribe!]

Heavenly Dao Space.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Meng Fan revealed a series of familiar figures in front of him as a silver-purple light screen flashed by.

There are characters from the five worlds, as well as high-ranking officials from the Divine Continent in the Under One Person world, totaling over a thousand people.

Among the high-ranking officials of Shenzhou in the world of Under One, an elderly man with gray hair was clearly the leader. His face was kind and approachable, but he also possessed a unique dignity and demeanor that should not be underestimated.

"Long time no see, Mr. Zhang!"

Meng Fan smiled slightly, stepped forward, and extended his hand to show friendliness, greeting the person as if they were very familiar with each other.

The man whom Meng Fan called "Old Zhang" showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he was a man who had seen a lot, and he quickly regained his composure when he saw Meng Fan.

His expression held a hint of melancholy. He didn't know whether to accept Meng Fan's outstretched hand or not, as the two were now separated by a huge chasm.

But when Meng Fan personally came forward to express his goodwill, he finally composed himself and shook hands with him.

Old Zhang held Meng Fan's hand tightly with one hand and gently patted his arm with the other, his eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction that he hoped his son would become successful.

He chuckled and said, "Yes, it's been a long time. In the blink of an eye, you've become the ruler of the world!"

In a daze, it was as if Meng Fan from yesterday was still in front of him. He was the first young man who dared to slam his fist on the table in front of him. Not only were his methods decisive, but he also always had China in his heart.

Although I don't agree with some of his "radical" methods in principle, who would have thought that this little guy would do it first and ask for my permission later, so I had no choice but to go along with it.

After all, China has already been "relocated," so where else could it go?
Meng Fan nodded modestly and smiled, "No matter how high your status is, you still come from China. We can't forget our roots."

Afterwards, Meng Fan greeted the crowd behind the old man familiarly. The crowd looked at him with complicated expressions, unsure of how to interact with Meng Fan, and could only nod awkwardly.

The initial decision to establish Company 139, and the subsequent implementation of a series of measures, were inseparable from the rigorous oversight by this group of people.

Sometimes, I would make several trips a day because of disputes and different people banging on the table, demanding resources and support. Anyway, I was young at the time, and I thought, "No matter what, you can't bully a little kid like me."

Over time, many people came to know that there was a teenager who dared to glare at these high-ranking and powerful people without any fear.

If you try to reason with him, he'll just lie down on the ground and throw a tantrum like a child. He's over fifty or sixty years old, old enough to be Meng Fan's grandfather. How can you argue with him?

However, some of Meng Fan's ideas coincided with the opinions of some more "conservative" people. Radicals act radically, while conservatives think that radicals are too conservative.

Overall, without the support of this group, the "using the heavens to replace the heavens" plan would not have succeeded.

If it weren't for these people providing logistical support during my expansion in the world of Painting Rivers and Lakes, the unification of the world would have been delayed by several years.

After exchanging greetings, Elder Zhang raised a pressing question: "In what direction should the relationship between China and the Tang Dynasty develop in the future?"

Meng Fan said, "Before answering this question, let me introduce someone to you!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Meng Fan clapped his hands, and a young man wearing a Taoist robe with yin-yang patterns and an air of otherworldly elegance appeared before everyone. From the moment he appeared, everyone felt an immense pressure, as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on them, so heavy that it was suffocating.

As the young man nodded slightly, the immense pressure dissipated from everyone, allowing them to stand up straight.

"Let me introduce him. His name is Juntian, and he is my avatar. From now on, he will be in charge of this world. In addition, this world is now officially renamed: Juntian Realm!"

"And the other world was renamed: Netherworld!"

"And I reside above all the heavens, and I am called: The Way of Heaven!"

Meng Fan pointed to Juntian and said, "You can ask him about the future development of Juntian Realm and related issues."

After saying that, Meng Fan's figure disappeared from the Heavenly Dao Space.

The crowd exchanged glances, looking at Jun Tian, ​​whose expression was indifferent, cold, majestic and solemn. They hesitated to step forward, including Zhao Xu, the former emperor of the Tianlong World and now Duke Anzu, as well as the seven ruling demon gods of the mortal world.

Zhang Zhiwei seemed to be deep in thought.

In legend, there are nine heavens: the central one is called Juntian, the eastern one is called Cangtian, the northeastern one is called Biantian, the northern one is called Xuantian, the northwestern one is called Youtian, the western one is called Haotian, the southwestern one is called Zhutian, the southern one is called Yantian, and the southeastern one is called Yangtian.

Since this Supreme Lord of Juntian uses Juntian as his title, doesn't that mean that the Juntian Realm they are currently in will be the center of all the heavens in the future?

Seeing that none of the people had the courage, Elder Zhang coughed, straightened his posture, let out a long sigh, and slowly stepped forward to ask, "I wonder how our Divine Land should conduct itself next. I hope you can give me some guidance!"

Jun Tian's expression melted away like ice melting, and he said to Elder Zhang, "It's simple. On the basis of harmony, friendship, and common prosperity, Jun Tian Realm allows various civilizations to develop while preserving their integrity."

"I'll send you the relevant basic guidelines now!"

With a wave of his hand, Jun Tian produced a contract in the palm of each of the thousand people present.

Foreword: In the vast sea of ​​stars, civilizations shine brightly; all things compete and coexist in harmony. In order to promote the integration and mutual learning of diverse civilizations and maintain peace and prosperity among them, all civilizations hereby establish this covenant based on wisdom, morality and goodwill, to jointly follow the great path and move towards the future together.

"First, equality and mutual respect."

"1. Civilization without borders: All civilizations that have signed the treaty, regardless of their evolutionary history, technological level, or form, enjoy equal status and dignity."

"2. Cultural Respect: Respect each other's beliefs, customs and artistic expressions, and prohibit any form of civilizational superiority or cultural denigration."

“3. Sovereignty is permanent: Each civilization retains the right to develop independently, and any intervention requires consensus and authorization.”

"II. Peace and Cooperation..."

"III. Resource Coordination..."

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Jun Tian was very friendly to Elder Zhang and said with a smile, "You are the expert in these areas. I am just showing off my limited skills. Could you help me improve the specific details?"

Old Zhang smiled and said, "Sure, I'll take a look later!"

With this basic principle in place, Old Zhang immediately felt at ease.

From a practical point of view, Shenzhou is now classified as part of the Juntian Realm, and living under the control of others is certainly not a pleasant experience. But since this Supreme Lord Juntian is willing to promote harmonious development among various civilizations, what else is there to say?
Jun Tian then added, "We hope that China can provide some support for the technological development and infrastructure construction of the Tang Dynasty. Only by being inclusive and coexisting harmoniously can we go far!"

Old Zhang immediately promised, "Definitely. We are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and we are all one family."

Afterwards, Jun Tian introduced Yuan Tiangang, Zhong Li, and the other seven gods to Elder Zhang, indicating that they could communicate more. In short, it was a harmonious scene.

Zhongli and others were extremely interested in the science and technology of China, while Zhang Lao and others were also very curious about the cultural and historical background of the seven countries, including Zhongli's.

Who doesn't like development?

We Chinese people love making friends the most, making as many friends as possible and as few enemies as possible.

Moreover, the Juntian Realm currently has plenty of vacant land, so there is no need to worry about resource issues. In fact, after some friendly consultations, the representatives of the three regions have reached an agreement on some aspects.

After arranging various matters, everyone dispersed from the Heavenly Dao Space. The reason Meng Fan left the Heavenly Dao Space ahead of time was that after the Bronze Portal absorbed the spacetime rivers of the Under One Person world and the Resident Evil world to fill the spacetime origin, it discovered two new worlds in the vast Chaotic Ruins Sea.

"Joy of Life World!"

"And... Plants vs. Zombies World!?"

Meng Fan's expression was slightly strange.

Alright, alright, so the Netherworld is inextricably linked to the rules of the Corpse Path, huh? The Plants vs. Zombies world can only be filled into the Netherworld.

With the current level of a level 4 small world in the Netherworld, plus the Plants vs. Zombies world, it could probably directly challenge the medium-sized world.

I had originally planned to integrate the Netherworld into the Juntian Realm later, but now it seems that developing them separately is not a bad idea, at least it allows for trial and error.

As for Joy of Life, it is a world that is half technology and half martial arts, developed after the nuclear war.

The story takes place in a new era after the destruction of human civilization. Nuclear war destroyed the old era, and the survivors rebuilt civilization in a new continent.

However, some of the technologies from previous eras, such as firearms and robots, have survived in the form of "temple" ruins, creating a contradictory situation where ancient society coexists with scattered high technology.

In terms of technology, it should be slightly better than the Resident Evil world. In terms of martial arts, it has a Grandmaster, a super-level existence. With the combined effect of technology and martial arts, it barely reaches the level of a level four small world.

This means that Meng Fan can choose to "brute force" into the world of Joy of Life, or he can choose to "outwit" it. However, in life, the scenery and process experienced are the most important. Therefore, Meng Fan chooses to go and see that world first before making a decision.

Otherwise, it would be very boring to start with a life-or-death struggle. Moreover, Meng Fan had a certain idea in mind that he wanted to realize.

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Juntian Realm, Nanzhanbu Continent.

The former territory of the Great Song Dynasty has long been taken over by the Great Tang Dynasty, but Bianjing City remains prosperous, as if in another world, yet it still cannot affect the livelihoods of these ordinary people.

As dawn broke, the streets and alleys of Bianjing gradually awoke. The wooden doors of the shops creaked open, and vendors carrying loads on shoulder poles and pushing wheelbarrows poured into the market, calling out their wares.

The riverside morning market is the most bustling, with people thronging the bluestone path, vendors calling out their wares, and the rising steam carrying the aroma of food spreading through the morning mist.

"Freshly baked jujube cake—hot and fresh!"

"Fried Lamb Intestines - Sliced ​​and Sold Fresh!"

"Crispy and sweet crystal-clear sashimi"

At a food stall along the street, the stove was burning brightly. A stall owner wearing a blue headscarf held an iron spatula and flipped the "frying tongs" on the griddle. Thin pancakes wrapped minced meat and scallions and chives were fried until golden and crispy.

A vendor nearby set up a steamer, lifted the lid, and white steam billowed up, revealing soft "cheese buns" inside. The aroma of milk was irresistible, attracting several children to tug at their mothers' sleeves, begging for some.

On the riverbank, vendors selling "crispy pastries" are pressing out various shapes of pastries with wooden molds, sprinkling them with sesame seeds, and selling them to passersby while they are still hot.

An old man carrying a load on a shoulder pole called out "Iced Rice Dumplings," pouring honey and sprinkling candied fruit over chilled glutinous rice dumplings, attracting early morning diners who were still drenched in the summer heat to open their wallets.

There were already a few customers in the teahouse, who ordered a bowl of "Seven Treasures Vegetarian Congee" and served it with "Ginger and Black Bean Sauce," a type of thin slice of meat marinated with ginger juice and black beans, which they ate with the hot congee.

A sign reading "Miscellaneous Snacks" hangs in front of the foot shop, displaying snacks such as "honey-glazed carved flowers" and "salted black bean and apricot slices," for people to buy a pack and chew on as they walk.

At the street corner, a small queue formed in front of a woman selling "drinks." Her celadon pot contained "Perilla Drink" and "Er Chen Tang," which were refreshing and thirst-quenching, costing one coin a bowl.

Suddenly a bell rang, and several thugs patrolled the street. The vendors fell silent for a moment, but resumed their clamor once they were out of sight.

As the sun rose higher, the sounds of the market grew louder. The grain transport boats docked, and porters carrying sacks of rice and salt hurried through the streets; scholars, holding their newly bought writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, carefully avoided the fishermen carrying their fish baskets; and the shop assistants of the silk shops were taking down the door panels and hanging up the latest patterns.

On a high teahouse nearby.

Li Xingyun held the hilt of his sword with one hand and removed his dark red mask with the other. In front of him stood an old Taoist priest who had traveled the world. He was capable and unrestrained, tall and upright, with a long beard and eyebrows, narrow eyes, and a face that was sometimes gentle and sometimes calm.

It was none other than Zhang Zhiwei, the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain in China.

Zhang Zhiwei was thoroughly enjoying the various snacks and fruits. Ever since the Heavenly Master's decree was lifted, the old Heavenly Master had been unable to contain his excitement. After handing over a number of matters to his eldest disciple Zhang Qianhe, he ran off to Longhu Mountain to travel the world.

Zhang Zhiwei: Fuck you, I'm finally free!
Facing such a person, Li Xingyun, the Dark Star of the Bad People, was extremely troubled and couldn't help but ask, "What exactly did you come to the Tang Dynasty for, sir?"

Zhang Zhiwei wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, shrugged, and said, "Didn't you see? This old Taoist has come to visit. He's also taking the opportunity to exchange ideas with Celestial Master Xujing and Zhang Xuanling from Xuanwu Mountain. All Taoist sects under heaven are one family, especially since we are all from the Zhengyi sect."

"Moreover, the Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty are such unique places that they can gain me a lot of fans!"

As he spoke, under Li Xingyun's bewildered gaze, Zhang Zhiwei took out a phone, opened a live stream, and boasted to his fans like a mischievous old man: "Come on, take a look at the delicacies from the Song Dynasty. I'm in for a treat today!"

All I could see were the comments scrolling by on my phone.

"I want to eat!"

"The Celestial Master is so handsome!"

"When will passports be available between the two regions? I'd love to go and experience the local culture!"

"Hehe, guess what I'm thinking of? Ancient society, how about listening to music in brothels?"

"Wow, it has to be you, buddy!"

"Most importantly, it's legal!"

"666!!!"

"Old Celestial Master, can I go to the brothel to do a live broadcast?"

Seeing the increasingly distorted style of the comments, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but darken his face. To think that these netizens could even think of sending a Taoist priest to a brothel was truly ingenious.

After the live stream, everyone had a satisfying meal.

After a thorough investigation, Li Xingyun figured out that this person didn't seem to have any bad intentions, so he simply let him be.

At the moment of parting.

Li Xingyun suddenly asked, "As a Taoist master, what is your view on the current state of Heaven?"

Zhang Zhiwei gave him a deep look, then looked up at the sky and said, "The Heavenly Dao's heart is very small, so small that it can only contain the Divine Land; at the same time, its heart is also very big, wanting the Divine Land to stand above all the myriad races in the heavens."

"I cannot judge right from wrong, good from evil."

"However, I only know one thing: that China is fortunate to have him!"

"That's enough!"

(End of this chapter)