It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

If Qinghe Miao remembers correctly, Lü Liang's plan in the original work was not just what was on the surface.

He also secretly connected with both Zhang Chulan and the company's chairman, Zhao Fangxu.

Lü Liang wasn't surprised that he knew so much about him; it was probably all revealed by that guy Zhang Chulan.

Bi Lian had contact with Qing He Miao and knew that he possessed part of the truth.

The idea of ​​using the "Double-Handed" technique as payment was probably not just Lü Liang's idea.

Behind this, there must have been a bunch of old foxes in the company trying to take advantage of the situation and probe us.

The events at Biyou Village are disgraceful and best left unmentioned.

But since Shuangquan has caused such a big fuss this time, once they take it, the company will have an excuse to intervene further.

There are always treacherous subjects trying to harm me.

"Don't worry, Master, we know how to do things properly."

Seeing that Qinghe Miao didn't intend to press further, Lü Liang cupped his hands in a harmless gesture and promised:

"It will not harm the innocent, nor will it affect those around you. The scale is a bit large, but it is definitely within a controllable range. Please, Master, remain on the sidelines."

After saying that, he prepared to turn around and leave.

Qinghe Miao didn't close the door immediately. Considering that this kid was someone important, he saw him off a few steps.

The two walked a few steps along the alley outside the house.

Qinghe Miao glanced around, a thought struck him, and he raised his hand to summon his Stand, Black Sabbath.

Set the activation condition to "attack if there are other non-humans nearby".

A dark shadow spread out openly from beneath his feet.

After a while, no unusual fluctuations were reported back.

He then withdrew his stand-in and said with some surprise:

"You really came alone? Where are the other members of the Quanxing Sect? Didn't the Four Madmen come with you?"

"You probably don't come into contact with Quanxing very often, do you, Half Immortal?"

Lü Liang watched everything with a smile, but asked nothing, looking just like a well-behaved younger brother following his older brother.

“We, the Quanxing, are just a loose, disorganized mob. No one will risk their life for someone else for no reason. This is my family matter, and it has nothing to do with others. Why would the other Quanxing members come along? I want to invite them, but they have to be willing to come.”

"Even at this point, you're still hiding from me."

Qinghe Miao glanced at him irritably:

"Don't think I don't know that you got a lot of help from Quanxing members this time in order to force Lü Ci to go to Toutian Cave, including the Four Madmen."

Those guys are known for their ability to manipulate people's minds, and I'm not afraid to tell you in advance: if I ever want to ascend to heaven in the future, I will definitely have to find those Three Corpses and Four Madmen to prove my character and settle things once and for all.

Whether they are good people or not, you know better than anyone else. Whether I get through that or not, I don't mind settling scores for the world. You all better take care of yourselves.”

Lü Liang's expression faltered slightly.

I didn't expect Qinghe Miao to even know this.

After a moment of silence, he put away his smile and nodded seriously:

“I understand. If I survive this time, I will advise them to tone it down.”

Qinghe Miao didn't care. After seeing Lü Liang off, this incident didn't affect his daily life.

They continued to work hard to gain experience points from level 49 to 50.

Although Lü Liang's awakening and action represent the gradual approaching end of the original story of "Under One Person" in terms of plot.

There's really not much left for him to predict based on the plot.

But for Qinghe Miao, who has lived here for so many years since he transmigrated, it's different.

This world is a complete world.

Zhang Chulan's story has come to an end, but life must go on.

Even disregarding the system, his current skills alone make him a formidable expert in this world.

Moreover, with the system's support, he will continue to improve.

But things don't always go as planned.

The more you try to stay out of things and enjoy some peace and quiet, the more troubles you will encounter.

Not long after Lü Liang left, Qing He Miao sat cross-legged in the backyard as usual, continuing to cultivate the Four Beams and Eight Pillars.

He had actually mastered this secret technique that shamans kept hidden away.

In terms of proficiency alone, the width of his energy channels and the resilience of his soul are now sufficient to accommodate two main beams.

In other words, it is enough to invite two immortals to his body to borrow each other's help in cultivation.

Including his own status as a disciple of a shaman, which is itself a main beam, together they form the realm of three beams.

In the eyes of ordinary shamanic disciples.

Being able to summon two spirits to possess you, allowing you to fight one against two, is already an incredible skill.

But unfortunately.

He was too lazy to find other immortals besides the original Bai Xian family to cultivate with.

The process of a shaman finding a spirit medium is all about fate.

It may take the efforts of one generation, or even several generations.

Only then can both parties willingly sign the contract.

Put it on Qinghe Miao.

Even if the other party's spirit is eager to agree, both parties still need time to work on their temperaments and coordinate their energy.

The whole process was as complicated as a long and drawn-out blind date.

Even the white immortal that Qinghe Miao is currently possessing is someone who watched him grow up from childhood.

So we should be closer.

He has the skill to get along with other immortals.

It's better to spend more time grinding experience points; leveling up is much easier that way.

This resulted in the fact that even if he continued to break through to higher levels in the "Four Beams and Eight Pillars" technique, the speed of his cultivation would increase very slowly.

It was nowhere near the transformative leap that occurred when we first broke through the main beam.

However, as the cultivation method he has practiced since childhood, it is still worth continuing to refine.

After all, the "Triple Rebirth" technique is not a cultivation method characterized by increasing cultivation level.

In terms of leveling up and gaining experience, "Four Beams and Eight Pillars" has a stronger tendency.

During cultivation, he can ask the White Immortal to simultaneously execute another independent Qi circulation system within his body.

Both systems operate simultaneously, eliminating the mutual repulsion in their properties and the energy loss during the purification process.

The overall training speed can be 20% to 50% faster than when training alone.

In summary, the amount of experience gained from farming [Triple Rebirth] and farming [Four Beams and Eight Pillars] is roughly the same, so it doesn't matter which one you choose to cultivate.

Just then, Qinghe Miao suddenly felt that one of the magical artifacts he had refined had been activated.

He frowned suddenly, quickly stopped his practice, and the soft, yin energy surrounding his body rapidly receded into his dantian like a receding tide.

He reached down to his waist and pulled a ring that was buzzing and vibrating from his pouch.

It was when they parted ways in Biyou Village that Qinghe Miao took the initiative to suggest leaving him a backup plan.

Qinghe Miao sent a wisp of true qi into the ring, and a three-dimensional and precise spatial coordinate immediately appeared above the ring.

Several runic numbers slowly spun before his eyes.

The ritual implements made by Old Ma can transmit the most accurate coordinates and alarms at critical moments.

As long as this signal is received.

This means that something serious has happened to Ma Xianhong that could be life-threatening.

Qinghe Miao was in no hurry to set off.

Clutching the ring, she stood up, quickly walked into the house, picked up a cup from the table, and filled it with water from the tap.

With no one around, he used his Stand, [Purple Hermit], and the vines reached into the bowl, their tips touching the water's surface.

Chapter 453 Cultivation Furnace

Qinghe Miao focused his mind.

The clear water in the cup rippled, creating a vivid picture.

It is a detailed coordinate, almost identical to the one sent by the ring.

After confirming that there are no errors.

He immediately replaced the Stand in his Stand inventory with Red Hot Chili Pepper.

His entire body transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning in the blink of an eye.

Drill into the power socket in the wall.

We sped along the national power grid at high speeds, almost as fast as we could.

Electric light travels through mountains and valleys, heading south from the villages beyond the Great Wall.

The electric arc on the power lines only trembled slightly as it passed by.

No one noticed anything unusual.

Meanwhile, in another, unnamed, secluded bedroom...

Ma Xianhong was coughing up blood, lying flat on the floor.

He now had a gruesome knife wound on his face.

The wound cut diagonally down from above his right eyebrow bone, across the bridge of his nose, and straight across his left eye.

His wrist was severed at the root, and the excruciating pain caused his entire arm to tremble uncontrollably.

He was stabbed in the chest, and half of his other hand was also cut off.

Just now, Ma Xianhong was pondering the latest version of the body-cultivation furnace.

This machine is the culmination of his countless efforts and all his technological expertise.

Each revision feels like piecing together a jigsaw puzzle that's always missing a piece.

Every improvement seems to bring us one step closer to perfection.

But no matter how I try to change it, I always fall short of that final step.

He locked himself in the workshop, repeatedly studying the core formation of the self-cultivation furnace.

But they just couldn't get past that crucial step.

The self-cultivation furnace still couldn't cure his lost memories.

Just as he was sitting by the new stove, deep in thought, Qu Tong led a few people in through the door.

After exchanging a few simple pleasantries...

He decided on his own to test the effects of the latest version of the slimming stove by himself.

He waved his hand, and a subordinate with an expressionless face stepped forward.

She first had the person stand in the furnace and then started the self-cultivation furnace.

The light inside the furnace was blindingly bright amidst the roaring sounds.

When that person came out again, his entire demeanor had been completely transformed.