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

But before that, he decided to take a nap!

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoran immediately fell into a deep sleep...

……

Meanwhile, inside the Celestial Master's Mansion...

The old celestial master looked at Rongshan before him and nodded.

He thought to himself that, according to his disciple's report, Dao Ran seemed to have gone to sleep as soon as he got home.

Unlike Lingyu, who was still diligently practicing her skills.

He originally thought the child was burdened with a great grudge and couldn't sleep at all.

Seeing his peer Lingyu diligently practicing his skills, he would learn something from her!

But this child really can't learn anything.

The old Celestial Master, lost in thought, gave the following instructions:

"Understood, please keep a close eye on his safety."

Rongshan replied with an "yes," then closed the door and left.

The old celestial master, who had been standing still, sighed and immediately returned to the table.

He glanced at his junior brother beside him and shook his head.

"Come on, junior brother, let's continue drinking."

Upon hearing this, Tian Jinzhong smiled slightly.

With his limbs severed, he nodded and immediately opened his mouth.

After tasting the drink, he couldn't help but smile.

"Senior brother, didn't you take a closer look at that child's talent?"

Upon hearing the question, Zhang Zhiwei gave a bitter smile.

He then recounted what Zhao Huanjin had seen and heard.

After he finished speaking, he was even more surprised:

“You know the people in that village, do you really need to see them? Only they know the art of feigning death and escaping like a cicada shedding its shell. This child is the future hope of this tribe!”

"No need," Tian Jinzhong said, having learned the truth.

"It's all cause and effect. Back then, if Huaiyi hadn't had these people's help when he went down the mountain, he probably would have died. It seems it's all cause and effect!"

The kind-faced Zhang Zhiwei nodded, sighed, and said:

"This child seems to have amnesia. He has forgotten who his family members and enemies are. It's a bit pitiful."

Seeing his senior brother's compassionate heart, Tian Jinzhong couldn't help but nod.

With a calm expression, he smiled and said softly:

"Since that's the case, let's teach as many as we can. We all share the surname Zhang, what if it works out?"

Hearing his junior brother say this, Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

With a calm expression, he glanced at the moon outside the window and said:

"That's right! If those guys aren't happy, they can come find me at Longhu Mountain!"

……

Early the next morning,

Zhang Daoran opened his eyes, still half-asleep.

Hearing the sounds of martial arts practice outside, he couldn't help but get up and stretch.

He glanced at the empty beds around him and a smile appeared in his eyes.

I was surprised to find that the people from Longhu Mountain were already up and practicing their martial arts. It was only four or five o'clock.

As a newly joined disciple, Zhang Daoran naturally couldn't break the rules.

With his short haircut, he stretched and then got out of bed.

On his way out of bed, he deliberately looked at the knife wound on his chest.

Sure enough, under the Longhushan ointment, the wound has begun to scab over!

Of course, such a fatal knife wound has a systematic treatment; otherwise, even the best ointment would be useless.

Quite satisfied, Zhang Daoran glanced out the window and then pushed open the door.

It was faintly visible that Zhao Huanjin, Songshan, Zhang Lingyu, and others were leading a group of disciples in practicing martial arts.

Everyone wearing Taoist robes, coupled with their unique training style, gave people a refreshing feeling.

Upon seeing Zhao Daoran emerge, Zhao Huanjin immediately approached him and said:

"Junior Brother, you're awake? How are you feeling?"

"Thank you for your concern, Junior Brother Zhao. The ointment is indeed miraculous."

Hearing this, Zhao Huanjin nodded in satisfaction.

Just as I was about to say something, I saw the old Celestial Master walk into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

With a calm and composed demeanor, and an air of otherworldly wisdom, he looked around and then came to stand before the crowd.

"Let me introduce you all. This is Zhang Daoran, the eldest disciple of your Uncle Huaiyi's lineage. I am here on his behalf to accept and teach him! From now on, he will be your senior brother!"

Hearing this, Zhang Daoran's face was full of smiles.

He glanced at the old and the young in front of him, then nodded and said:

"Zhang Daoran greets all fellow disciples!"

Chapter 3 Master? Is the Golden Light Mantra difficult to learn?

The word "Senior Brother" echoed in everyone's ears!

Standing in the last row, Zhang Lingyu's expression became somewhat unnatural upon seeing this scene.

The senior brother in front of me, who was about the same age as me, seemed a bit smug!

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly upon seeing this.

With a kind expression, he glanced at everyone, coughed, and said:

"Once you're in the Celestial Master's Mansion, you have to abide by the rules here."

"Dao Ran, the Dao follows nature. Today, your master will impart the Golden Light Mantra to you. How much you can learn depends entirely on your own ability!"

Golden Light Mantra?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoran was overjoyed.

He thought that the Golden Light Mantra was the Old Celestial Master's specialty, and that he had mastered it to perfection.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is a supernatural power for cultivating immortality!

Otherwise, the Celestial Master wouldn't be able to be the top master, let alone second only to one person!

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Daoran nodded excitedly and followed the old Celestial Master toward the main hall.

Soon, the two arrived at the place where they were preaching and teaching.

After the old master, who had his hands behind his back, paused, he immediately kowtowed to the patriarch.

Seeing this, Zhang Daoran, who was following behind, also followed suit in a similar manner.

After performing several rituals, the old Celestial Master turned around and said:

"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of Wan Qi!"

"Cultivation for thousands of eons, prove my magical power!"

"Daoran, watch carefully, I will demonstrate it for you!"

After uttering these words, the old master casually waved his hand.

Its tall and imposing body was instantly covered in golden light.

An invisible Qi flowed around him.

Looking through the golden light, Zhang Daoran was astonished to find that the old Celestial Master's body was as transparent as glass.

Within that, the invisible Qi flows through the entire body, forming a continuous and endless cycle of Qi circulation!

Receive!

As soon as the old celestial master uttered a single word, the golden light surrounding him vanished instantly!

Seeing this, Zhang Daoran was filled with shock!

Thinking to himself, if the Celestial Master is already this powerful now, how strong will he be when Bu Yi Bi Lian is born?

He shook his head slightly, not daring to imagine it, and praised: