Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

The two rode their motorcycle back to the guesthouse.

After paying the bill, I said goodbye to the owner.

The owner specially brought out a bag from the backyard: "This is homemade; we'll eat it on the way."

Cheng Mo took the bag and saw that it contained several pieces of glutinous rice cake, a package of cured meat, and several vacuum-packed blood ducks.

"My wife made the glutinous rice cakes, I smoked the cured meat myself, and the blood duck was made yesterday. You should try some."

Xia He smiled, her eyes crinkling, "Thank you, boss!"

The boss waved his hand: "Drive slowly on the road, the mountain roads are difficult to navigate."

After leaving Fenghuang Ancient Town, Cheng Mo drove the car into the mountains.

The Liu family lived in those mountains. It was the New Year, so he planned to visit them a few days later to see the corpse-driving ceremony.

Now is the perfect time to test the performance of this motorcycle.

The mountain road was bumpy and uneven.

In his previous life, Cheng Mo wouldn't have dared to ride a bike on such a road even if he had a hundred times the courage. He would have to be careful even walking, let alone riding a motorcycle.

But things are different now.

He not only dared to ride, but he also dared to carry people.

Cheng Mo twisted the accelerator, weaving through the potholes. The car bounced, and the soft body behind him clung tightly to him, swaying with each bump.

It has a unique flavor.

"That's right, the mountain path is really too steep," Xia He said, her voice trembling, "Little...Taoist...monk, where...are...you...going...to...anywhere...?"

Cheng Mo didn't know where he was going, but he felt that driving on this mountain road was quite comfortable.

He realized he had become a bit too indulgent.

Why is this girl becoming more and more attractive to me?

We need to slow down.

Just then, a figure appeared in front of me.

Get closer and see clearly—isn't that Tu Junfang?

Cheng Mo twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle rushed forward, stopping in front of Tu Junfang.

……

Tu Junfang's expression was strange: "You two are like this now?"

Xia He only then noticed someone was there. Her blush hadn't faded yet. When she looked up and saw it was Tu Junfang, she hugged Cheng Mo even tighter: "Hey, weird uncle, what are you doing here?"

Tu Junfang's lips twitched: "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Cheng Mo turned off the engine and got out of the car: "Look at what you're saying, your home isn't even around here, why are you asking us?"

Xia He followed him down, hugged his arm tightly, showering him with affection, and shouted into Tu Jun's room, "That's right, that's right! I'm on a trip with the little Taoist priest, where can't we go? You're the weird uncle, why did you have to come?"

Before Tu Junfang could speak, Cheng Mo continued, "Speaking of which, there's something I still need to settle with you about."

Tu Junfang was baffled: "What kind of score do you want to settle with me?"

Xia He asked curiously, "Little Taoist priest, have you encountered that strange old man?"

Cheng Mo turned to her and said, "This is the guy who told Dou Mei and the others about your news."

Xia He was taken aback, then her face turned cold as she frowned at Tu Junfang: "Are you in cahoots with Dou Mei and the others?"

Tu Junfang, unaware of what Dou Mei and the others had done, nodded matter-of-factly upon hearing this: "We are all from the Quanxing Sect, so it wouldn't be wrong to say we're in cahoots. You—"

Before she could finish speaking, Xia He had already rushed forward.

She moved with lightning speed, striking Tu Junfang's chest with a palm.

Tu Junfang dodged to the side and blocked with his backhand.

Xia He followed up with her second move, her fists and feet moving in unison, her offensive like a tidal wave.

Tu Junfang dodged to the side and then swept his leg towards her lower body.

Xia He leaped up to dodge, but while still in mid-air, the palm wind was already heading towards Tu Junfang's face.

Tu Junfang bent down and dodged the palm strike...

Cheng Mo stood by Xia He's side, watching over her. This girl had been practicing with him for the past six months, and her cultivation had improved considerably. Although she was not as good as Tu Junfang, the gap was not so large that it was impossible to bridge.

Furthermore, due to the interaction of Qi between experts, Tu Junfang had to hold back and be wary of Cheng Mo. Moreover, Xia He was, after all, a junior, so the old Tu could not use excessive force.

The two exchanged blows, their pace quickening with each strike.

Xia He's boxing style was dense and coherent, with each move having a unique rhythm. More importantly, there was something strange mixed in her Qi, which made him feel an inexplicable sense of closeness.

Tu Junfang blocked the punch and used the force to jump back: "Girl, if you keep doing this, I won't hold back."

"Who asked you to show mercy?"

Xia He snorted coldly and pounced again, her attack even more fierce.

Tu Junfang no longer held back; his moves suddenly became fierce, with whistling palm winds and flying fist shadows.

But Xia He did not retreat, stubbornly resisting Tu Junfang's offensive and charging forward, her palm techniques becoming faster and faster, her Qi becoming more and more concentrated.

That feeling of wanting to get close to them became even stronger.

Tu Junfang had to devote some of his attention to resisting this influence, which slowed his reaction.

boom!

The two exchanged a palm strike and each took a few steps back.

Tu Junfang steadied himself and took a deep breath.

It seems we have no choice but to take serious action.

He formed a hand seal, and his body's Qi surged.

Three twisted black shadows rose from behind him—greed, anger, and ignorance, the three evils emerging together.

A chilling wind blew, and the temperature dropped several degrees.

"Girl, let me show you what the Three Demons Sect's methods are like."

Xia He's pressure suddenly increased.

The three dark figures were not only attacking her body, but also eroding her mind.

She felt the Qi within her body starting to become uncontrollable, as if something wanted to break free.

They were stretched thin and faced constant danger.

Cheng Mo watched from the side, his brows furrowing.

He raised his hand and made a hand seal, and a faint array pattern appeared beneath his feet.

"The character 'Kun' represents the Earth River Chariot!"

"The character 'Kun' represents the Earth River Chariot!"

The ground rumbled, and an earthen wall rose up from Xia He's feet, blocking a three-corpse black shadow that lunged at her.

Xia He dodged to the side, but before she could even catch her breath, her foot suddenly slipped—

The ground she was standing on collapsed, and she fell down.

"Little Taoist priest!"

Cheng Mo quickly changed the incantation: "Gen character—Earth Dragon Escape!"

The collapsed ground closed up again, lifting Xia He up.

Xia He turned to look at him, her eyes full of question marks.

Cheng Mo coughed lightly: "...I didn't control the distance well just now."

Tu Junfang's three corpses attacked again.

Cheng Mo then made another hand seal: "The character 'Xun'—Wind Rope!"

Several gusts of wind swept in from all directions, entangling the three dark figures.

Two were entangled, while one slipped through.

Xia He dodged to the side, rolled forward, and just as she stood up—

A gust of wind suddenly appeared from nowhere, wrapped around her calf, and pulled her backward.

Xia He lay face down on the ground and was dragged two meters away.

She patted the ground and shouted, "Little Taoist priest!!"

Cheng Mo quickly dispelled the wind coil and then made a hand seal: "Separation Word—Tongue of Fire!"

A flame shot out from his palm, heading straight for Tu Junfang.

Tu Junfang dodged to the side, the flames grazing his shoulder and landing on the ground next to Xia He.

boom!

Flames exploded, splattering sparks all over Xia He.

Xia He jumped up, patting the sparks off her body while yelling, "Are you even capable?!"

Cheng Mo put down the spell, his expression serious: "I'm adjusting."

Tu Junfang seized the opportunity and launched a three-pronged attack on Xia He.

Cheng Mo made a hand seal: "Kan character—Water Curtain!"

A wall of water rose up in front of Xia He, blocking the three corpses.

But it also blocked Xia He's view.

She couldn't see anything and stood there, too afraid to move.

The three corpses circled around from both sides of the water wall and pounced on her.

Xia He sensed something was wrong and jumped back—

Stepping into the puddle, I realized it was formed after the water curtain fell.

She staggered, barely managing to steady herself, and awkwardly dodged the attacks of the three corpses.

Cheng Mo made a hand seal, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

He understood all five elements of escape techniques, but he always fell short when using them.

The orientation is incorrect.

The distance is inaccurate.

They couldn't seize the opportunity.

He wanted to help Xia He block the three corpses, but the more he tried to help, the more chaotic things became.

Tu Junfang couldn't help but glance at him: "Is this... a spell you just learned?"

Cheng Mo ignored him and continued to perform the hand seals.

The array patterns spread out beneath his feet, covering a much larger area than before.

"The character 'Kun' (坤) – signifies a landslide!"

The ground rumbled and rocks tumbled and surged toward Tu Junfang and the Three Corpses.

Tu Junfang jumped back, and the three corpses scattered to avoid him.

However, the debris flow veered off course.

Most of the earth and rocks did not rush towards Tu Junfang, but instead rushed towards—

Xia He.

Xia He stood still, watching the pile of earth and rocks surge toward her, and remained silent for a second.

Then he turned and ran.

The landslide was chasing after them.

She ran incredibly fast, with the mudslide chasing after her with a roar.

"Little Taoist priest!!!!"

Taking advantage of the lingering interference from the magic, Cheng Mo darted forward.

Tu Junfang felt a blur before his eyes, and Cheng Mo was already in front of him, his fist looming large in front of him.

Tu Junfang raised his hand to block.

Bang!

The force of that punch was outrageous; Tu Junfang felt as if his arm was about to break.

He took a step back, but before he could adjust, a second punch came.

Bang!

Tu Junfang barely managed to turn to the side, and the fist grazed his shoulder, the force of which made his face sting.

He activated his three corpses, and three black shadows pounced on Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo completely ignored the shadowy figures and delivered his third punch straight to the center of his body.

boom!

Tu Junfang's three corpses were scattered.

His body was also sent flying, crashing to the ground and creating a huge crater.

Tu Junfang lay in the pit, his whole body aching as if it were falling apart.

He finally realized—

This guy can use magic... he can sense Qi!