Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 40 Taking the sword with bare hands

Zhang Huaidan didn't know that his uncle was covered in thin ice every day. He said goodbye to everyone and went down the mountain. The high-speed train was running, and the scenery outside the window was beautiful. He felt a long-lost excitement in his heart.

Finally I get to meet Feng Baobao.

In his life, he has the ambition to become an immortal, but what is an immortal?
His understanding is very simple, the four words "eternal life and freedom".

Although there are sayings like "life is precious, love is more precious", "life and death are serious matters" is obviously more easy to understand.

Death is the most primitive fear deep in the hearts of all living things. From a mindless ant to humans, the most intelligent creatures on earth, no one can escape it.

Even dead things have an expiration date. Stones will turn into sand, and the sea will turn into mulberry fields.

If we can escape birth, old age, sickness and death, I believe no one would refuse.

of course.

Pure immortality may not be a good thing.

Therefore, the word "immortal" not only means longevity, but also freedom.

What is Xiaoyao?
Do whatever you want, or do whatever you want?

His understanding is.

Happy.

You can do everything you want to do, and at the same time you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.

The combination of longevity and freedom is what he considers an immortal in his heart.

Both are indispensable.

With only the former but not the latter, one is nothing but a puppet at the mercy of others; with only the latter but not the former, one is nothing but a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water.

Today, Zhang Huaidan's foundation in Taoism is solid, and he has achieved considerable accomplishments.

Jin Guangfa has no limits in sight. Perhaps this path is the path to immortality in his heart.

But I have to admit that I am still far away from becoming an immortal.

He will continue on this path while not forgetting to explore the outside world.

Feng Baobao is such a peculiar existence. Her state seems to be an alternative form of immortality. If one can figure out her secrets, it may be of great help to one's ambition to become an immortal.

Thinking of this, the phone in his pocket vibrated, dragging Zhang Huaidan back to reality. It was the detailed address sent by his master.

Glancing at the friend list, I realized that the world is changing rapidly nowadays, and even strangers have to keep up with the times.

He didn't need to say anything, they all smelled familiar.

Weixin Riga doesn't have many friends, one is his master, one is Linglong, and one is Liao Zhong who is far away in South China.

Eight years ago, he assisted Nadutong in destroying the Medicine Immortal Society and also arranged a marriage for Liao Zhong. They occasionally kept in touch with each other.

"I wonder how Chen Duo is doing."

Before he was fifteen, he paid a lot of attention to Chen Duo, but later he was entangled by the evil woman, which consumed a lot of his energy.

Sometimes I doubt whether what I did was right or wrong. Did it really change Chen Duo’s tragic fate?

Speak of a witch and she will appear.

Sent a voice message.

[I'm in the mountains and it's inconvenient for me to hear your voice. Can I type in your text?]

Click on voice after finishing typing.

"Little rascal, you've been in the mountains for several months. When will you come down? I miss you so much. Remember to contact me when you come down so I can book a room at the hotel~~"

The voice was so enchanting and soul-stirring that it made the listener's heart itch. Zhang Huaidan felt his scalp tingling. Thinking of the "sad" experiences he had experienced over the years, he couldn't help but shudder. Fortunately, he was practicing both sex and life, and had a deep cultivation base, otherwise even an iron man would have ground him into juice.

A middle-aged man sitting next to me whispered, "Little brother, your girlfriend? You are so lucky to be so young." Some people can recognize a woman by her scent, while others can recognize a woman by her voice.

Judging from the voice, even if she is not very pretty, she must be a beauty.

Zhang Huaidan turned his head silently, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then moved his gaze down.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly and covered his legs with a blanket.

……

It is said that Zhang Chulan, who was still in college, received a call from Uncle Song, a police officer in his hometown, and learned that his grandfather Zhang Xilin's grave had been dug up. He also knew that he had an older sister, so he rushed back overnight. However, he did not see his sister at the guesthouse, so he ran to his grandfather's grave without stopping.

The moon is dark and the wind is strong, and the forest is deep.

Sure enough, I saw a woman with disheveled hair digging a hole in an empty space in the cemetery.

He felt nervous: "After hiding for so many years, someone finally found me?"

Zhang Chulan knew from a young age that his family was different from others.

After his grandfather and father disappeared one after another, he gave up his cultivation in order to protect himself and pretended to be an ordinary person. Unexpectedly, he was still targeted.

At this moment, he carefully took out his cell phone and was about to leave some evidence, but Feng Baobao, who was digging a hole, turned his head and looked at him without blinking.

Zhang Chulan was so scared that he ran away. The wind whistled behind him, and the back of his head felt heavy, and he fell into a brief faint.

When he regained consciousness, Feng Baobao was strangling a corpse that had crawled out of the ground, with the sharp knife in his hand piercing the corpse's head.

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

Feng Baobao dropped the body and dragged his legs towards the big pit that had just been dug.

He was so scared that he screamed, "What? What do you want to do? Kill someone!"

"Stop shouting! No one will hear you even if you scream at the top of your lungs..."

As they got closer and closer to the pit, Zhang Chulan panicked and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him: "Sister, Sister Bao, it's me! I'm your brother Zhang Chulan!"

Feng Baobao looked at him expressionlessly: "Oh, my ID card is fake..."

Zhang Chulan was stunned and struggled hard. Feng Baobao, who was dragging him, suddenly let go of his hand and stood there in a daze, as if he had been infected with a virus, staring straight into the not-so-dense forest.

Zhang Chulan was also stunned. Was this a sign of his conscience?

Zhang Huaidan walked out slowly: "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. It's our first meeting. I am..."

Before he could finish his words, the sharp knife in Feng Baobao's hand cut through the air, and the sound of the wind was so sharp that Zhang Chulan on the ground shuddered. This crazy woman who pretended to be his sister was a murderer!

"What should I do? Run away immediately? Or reveal my identity and help this man who is not as handsome as me?"

Zhang Chulan was still thinking when he heard a crisp "ding" sound that made his teeth ache. He widened his eyes while thinking and saw the strange man stretch out a gilded arm and clamp Feng Baobao's sharp knife between his index and middle fingers.

"Empty hands to catch a knife! The kung fu he used? Why is it so similar to my family's Golden Light Curse! No, no, this crazy woman is not ordinary powerful..."

Zhang Chulan felt confused.

It was the first time that Feng Baobao was subdued so easily, and she used all her strength to draw her sword.

However, Zhang Huaidan took root and did not move at all. Feng Baobao grabbed the hilt of the knife with one hand and attacked his waist with one leg.

Zhang Huaidan let go of the sharp knife and floated back.

Feng Baobao glanced at him, blinked her eyes, and suddenly turned around and ran away, which made Zhang Huaidan a little at a loss. Most people really couldn't understand this girl's way of thinking.

He didn't chase after her, but walked towards Zhang Chulan who was brainstorming: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Chulan swallowed his saliva: "It's okay, you, who are you, what do you want to do?"

"I...wait, let's deal with these corpses first."

(End of this chapter)