Under One Person: With unparalleled comprehension, I become the Celestial Master!

"You've learned the art of object manipulation, so it's not a bad deal. Congratulations!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoran smiled and nodded.

With his mind focused on flying on his sword, he immediately headed outside!

A moment later, on an open space behind Jiajia Village.

Zhang Daoran, who had come here alone, glanced around and, after confirming that no one was there, summoned his Reverse Scale!

He smiled expectantly and immediately recited the incantation:

When the sword moves, man and sword become one!

Where the heart leads, the sword follows!

Up!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Reverse Scale in his hand seemed to sense something and instantly flew up!

That unprecedented sense of control brought a hint of wild joy to Zhang Daoran's eyes!

He swallowed hard, quite pleased with himself, and then leaped up slightly!

Instantly, he landed squarely on the flying sword.

That extremely subtle sense of balance made Zhang Daoran smile, and then he waved his hand!

Whoosh!

Instantly, Ni Lin, like a wild horse unleashed, galloped forward!

Zhang Daoran, who hadn't even had time to react, was stunned and was almost blown to the ground by the speed!

Fortunately, he remained calm and composed, which allowed him to barely adapt!

This scene was witnessed by the brothers Jia Zhengliang and Jia Zhengyu, who had just arrived!

Completely shocked and dumbfounded, they were incredibly excited after witnessing this scene!

"Brother, is he an immortal? How did he fly?"

"You're asking me? Who should I ask? He's... flying on a sword like in a novel? That's so damn cool!"

Jia Zhengliang nodded excitedly, looking at Zhang Daoran, who was gracefully standing on his flying sword, with envy in his eyes!

I thought to myself, this method is simply divine!

He was quite envious, but also a little puzzled: how did this thing fly?

Meanwhile, inside the ancestral hall.

The old master looked at the stone tablet in front of him, his eyes filled with embarrassment!

I thought to myself that I've been sitting here for an hour and haven't grasped a single thing!

Quite frustrated, he shook his head slightly, unsure of where to begin!

Thinking of how that rebellious disciple learned it in a second, the old master always felt like he had wasted his life!

Somewhat embarrassed, he sighed, immediately made a hand seal, and secretly summoned his traitorous disciple!

Whoosh!

Just as the summoning began, a figure suddenly descended from the sky!

Then, what he saw stunned the old master!

Watching Zhang Daoran fly on his sword, he exclaimed excitedly:

"Traitor... what are you doing..."

"Flying on a sword!" Zhang Daoran said calmly.

"Master, this is what it means to achieve mastery in the art of object manipulation. You haven't grasped it yet, have you?"

With mastery of the art of object manipulation, one can fly on a sword?

Upon hearing this, the old master's eyes were filled with envy!

At the same time, he was a little embarrassed because he hadn't learned it yet!

Looking at the rebellious disciple before him, the old Celestial Master said enviously:

"You unfilial disciple! Quickly tell me how to learn the art of object manipulation! I haven't reacted at all after sitting here for ages!"

"No way, no way!" Zhang Daoran exclaimed, arms crossed.

"How could I possibly know that the venerable Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain couldn't even learn the art of manipulating objects?"

Old Master: "..."

The old master, speechless, looked utterly embarrassed upon hearing this!

Looking at his rebellious disciple who was deliberately mocking him, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Name your terms, you traitor!"

"I know you've got your eye on this bamboo pole!"

Chapter 87 The Old Celestial Master: Object Manipulation? Anyone can do that! Heading to Shaolin!

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly.

Without any hesitation, he coughed and then held up five fingers!

Upon seeing this, the old Celestial Master gritted his teeth and said:

"Traitor! Is your heart black? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Master, how much is a conscience worth?" Zhang Daoran shrugged and said:

"How about we forget about it? You can take your time to understand it, and maybe you'll master it in a month!"

Upon hearing this, the old master completely broke down!

Finding this damned stone tablet completely empty, trying to comprehend the art of controlling objects is as difficult as ascending to heaven!

If he were allowed to meditate for a month, perhaps he would come to a realization!

But who is he?

The old Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain!

If word got out that he sat in Jiajia Village for a month to learn the art of manipulating objects, wouldn't he be laughed to death by those people?

Especially those people from Jiajia Village, they simply won't allow you to meditate for a month!

Thinking of this, the old Celestial Master sighed and said:

"Okay, I agree!"

"Traitor! What happened today must not be told to anyone!"

Zhang Daoran smiled dismissively, glanced at his master, and then extended his hand!

This startled the old Celestial Master, who asked in confusion:

What are you doing?!

"Words are no proof," Zhang Daoran said with a smile.

"A written agreement is fine too! Master, is this alright?"

OK, OK!

The old master, who was so angry that he was puffing out his beard and glaring, nodded and had no choice but to agree!

Consequently, Zhang Daoran taught the art of object manipulation on the spot!

Sure enough, even the old Celestial Master, a master of his generation, learned it in no time!

In no time, he was able to easily use objects to attack!

"Hahaha! My disciple, this art of manipulating objects is just so-so! It's not very interesting!"

"However, your sword flight is quite impressive. How long do you think it will take me to learn to be like you?"

Upon hearing the question, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly and then held up three fingers!

three days?

Three months?

It can't be three years, can it?

The old master was dumbfounded as he watched Zhang Daoran shaking his head repeatedly!

His face was filled with surprise, and he said in disbelief:

"Impossible! I'm a genius, how could I possibly need thirty years?"

“Not thirty years,” Zhang Daoran said with a smile.

"It will take three days—tomorrow, yesterday, the day after tomorrow—maybe you'll learn it on one of those days!"

tomorrow!