Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

[Destined for a violent calamity]!

Is it really that valuable that a single hair can affect the whole situation?

"do not know."

"But this wanted notice is also quite funny."

"Half-concealed, half-hidden, how many opera troupes are there in the world?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the imperial court is not far from its demise."

"Jingming, what do you think? Should we try to find another place to make our plans?"

Wu Wei shook his head as he spoke, looking quite emotional.

“Master, you are the chairman, so whatever you say goes.”

Jingming smiled noncommittally, then spoke.

Just as Wu Wei said, this year is the third year of the Xuantong reign!

"As expected of my good disciple. In that case, let's find another place to stay."

"My disciple, what do you think of the southwest region?"

Wu Wei nodded, and then continued speaking.

"southwest?"

Jingming paused for a moment, pretending to think about Wu Wei's words.

However, he did not notice that Wu Wei's eyes were shining as he looked at him.

"The southwest is mountainous, which is indeed a good place for us to hide."

After pausing for a moment, Jingming spoke directly.

"Indeed, and the foundation of our Medicine Immortal Society is also in the southwest."

Wu Wei nodded, then stood up.

"In that case, I'd like someone to take you to the southwest."

"Zheng Shi has already led his men there to settle down."

Wu said softly.

"And what about Master?"

Upon hearing this, Jingming couldn't help but ask.

Where is the cult leader going?

"I?"

"As your teacher, I will naturally go and see the strength of the Sect Master of the Three Ones Sect."

Wu Wei grinned, glanced at Jingming, and then continued.

"Then, I'll go to the south to find someone."

After saying that, Wu Wei waved his hand, and a person walked in from the corner of the courtyard.

"Zhao Zhen, you will now escort the Holy Child back to the church."

"If anything goes wrong on the way, just kill yourself on the spot."

Wu Wei glanced at the gaunt man and whispered his instructions.

"As you command, Sir."

Upon hearing Wu Wei's words, Zhao Zhen bowed deeply to both Wu Wei and Jingming.

“Holy Child, please come with me.”

Then Zhao Zhen stood up and said softly to Jingming.

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Jingming nodded to Zhao Zhen.

Then he followed Zhao Zhen outside.

"We need to find a way to restrain him as soon as possible, otherwise, my good disciple might run away."

"Ugh, so annoying."

Watching Jingming's departing figure, Wu Wei couldn't help but tap his head with the book.

Originally, they intended to use Zhao's father to restrain Jingming, but now, due to Zhao's father's departure, they have no choice but to abandon this plan.

And it's too late to go now.

"Tsk, hopefully the Sanyi Sect won't take this Zhao family too seriously."

Wu Wei shook his head and then walked out.

He was about to head to Sanyi Gate.

"Where do you think you're going, you brat?!"

"You've done something wrong, do you know that?"

Jingming sat inside the carriage as Zhao Zhen led him towards the outskirts of the city.

The noise from outside also reached my ears.

Shouts, marching sounds

Almost overnight, Fuzhou City descended into chaos.

"If I leave now, it seems Zhao Zhen can't stop me."

Sitting in the swaying carriage, Jingming pondered his next steps.

"No, not much time has passed yet."

"If we rashly try to escape, Wu Wei may have other countermeasures."

Then Jingming thought of the wanted opera troupe that Wu Wei had mentioned before.

"Wait a minute."

"Fortunately, there are still a few months until the Chinese New Year."

As Jingming spoke, he closed his eyes slightly.

Not everyone can have their wishes fulfilled and everything can go smoothly; a small change can have far-reaching consequences.

This is what he learned from Wu Wei.

"Halt! This is a city lockdown period; no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

At the city gate, Jingming's carriage was stopped.

"Sir, this is our ultimatum."

Seeing the soldiers blocking his way, Zhao Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth, then handed over a document and two silver dollars.

"Wow, your document is pretty impressive."

Upon seeing the document Zhao Zhen handed over, the soldier accepted it without hesitation.

He put the silver dollar in his pocket and tore the document to shreds.

"Unfortunately, I am illiterate!"

"Now I suspect that you are in cahoots with the bandits outside the city."

"Now, get the old man out of the car immediately for an inspection!"

The soldiers then walked towards the Jingming chariot shaft.

Gangster?

What kind of ruthless bandit would dare to commit violence in a major city like Fuzhou?

Sitting in the car, Jingming couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Could it be Quanxing?

Wang Yaozu?

To be honest, this Quanxing teacher really had the guts to do that.

"Everyone inside, get out here!"

Just as Jingming was pondering, the soldier's voice appeared near him.

Then Jingming sensed a wisp of Qi flash past outside.

This person is going to die.

Jingming shook his head slightly, neither stopping him nor having time to stop him.

(End of this chapter)