Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

In the world of extraordinary people, news travels faster than the wind.

In less than three days, a rumor began circulating in the intelligence networks of various powerful forces—

Cheng Mo, a young Taoist priest from Liangyi Temple, learned the Samadhi True Fire of the Zhuge family after watching it once at Jiulei. Not only did he learn it, but he also used it better than the people of the Zhuge family.

No one knows exactly how the rumor spread. Perhaps one of the employees of All-Knowing let it slip while drinking, or perhaps someone present at the time couldn't keep their mouth shut. In any case, the rumor quickly spread throughout the entire community of supernatural beings.

Most people would just laugh it off – "Learn it in one go? You're just bragging."

But there was one person who took this to heart.

The main hall is called the "Technique Gate".

Chen Jinkui sat in his study, with a summary of intelligence spread out in front of him.

He was in his early sixties, with a square face, broad forehead, thick black eyebrows, and a pair of small but very bright eyes. He wore a dark gray Chinese-style jacket with the cuffs rolled up twice, revealing a section of his lean forearm.

Chen Jinkui tapped his finger on the intelligence report repeatedly.

"Cheng Mo, a disciple of Cheng Shou of the Liangyi Temple, is eighteen years old this year. For the past fifteen years, he has only cultivated life energy, but has not yet mastered the cultivation of nature energy, and has never been able to sense the Qi."

He turned to the next page.

"At the beginning of this year, he suddenly had an epiphany, and his Qi became unfathomable. During his trip to the Northeast, he participated in the Demon Blade incident and escaped unscathed. In Willow Forest Town, he used magic to suppress the successor of the Ink Tendon Soft Bone Sect. In Old Fortress, he saw through Zhuge Zhinian's formation at a glance and burned it with Samadhi True Fire."

Chen Jinkui put down the intelligence report and closed his eyes.

Cheng Mo's resume has a very obvious break—before this year, he was a "useless person" who couldn't even sense Qi. After this year, he suddenly became a master of magic.

It is abnormal for someone to go from having no experience to being proficient in multiple techniques in just a few months.

What is Samadhi Fire?

That was a closely guarded secret of the Zhuge family; outsiders had no chance to even see it, let alone learn it.

Even if you see it, without the unique techniques of the Zhuge family, you won't be able to learn it even if you watch it a hundred times.

Cheng Mo only needed to read it once to understand...

This can no longer be explained by "extraordinary talent".

A disciple stood nearby and asked cautiously, "Master, do you think that legend is true?"

Chen Jinkui countered with, "What do you think?"

The apprentice thought for a moment and said, "I think it's unlikely. The Samadhi True Fire is a closely guarded secret of the Zhuge family. How could an outsider learn it after just one look? That's too absurd."

"Outrageous?" Chen Jinkui sneered. "Then tell me, if he didn't learn it after just one look, what other explanation is there? That young Taoist priest had never been in contact with anyone from the Zhuge family before. It's impossible that the Zhuge family secretly taught him, is it?"

The apprentice opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Chen Jinkui stood up and paced around the study with his hands behind his back.

Master Cheng Shou of Liangyi Temple was famously a collector back in the day. His temple was filled with all sorts of ancient books, ritual implements, and strange and unusual items. Some people collect things for investment purposes, but Master Cheng Shou collected purely out of love for them.

It's not incomprehensible that someone who enjoys collecting might possess one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

Moreover, apart from Feng Hou Qi Men, Chen Jinkui really couldn't think of any other means that could turn a person from zero to a master of magic in a few months, and also instantly master the Zhuge family's Samadhi True Fire.

Feng Hou Qi Men – the highest level of divination and numerology among the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. Legend has it that one can freely manipulate four plates within an inner vision, disregarding the limitations of time and space, and readily employing all magical arts.

If it is Feng Hou Qi Men, then all of Cheng Mo's actions can be explained.

Chen Jinkui sat back down in his chair: "Investigate. Investigate all the information about the Liangyi Temple. Find out who they've contacted, what they've done, and which forces they've associated with over the years. Find out everything, big or small."

The apprentice asked, "Should we send someone directly to Liangyi Temple?"

Chen Jinkui glared at him: "Are you crazy? Who is that Master Cheng Shou? Going there directly is practically suicide!"

The apprentice shrank back.

"But there are always weaknesses in the secular world, right?" Chen Jinkui tapped the table with his fingers again. "Isn't that little Taoist priest moving around in the secular world? There will always be flaws. If we find the flaws, we'll have a breakthrough."

The apprentice nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I'll take care of it right away."

Chen Jinkui leaned back in his chair and squinted.

Feng Hou Qi Men...

He had coveted this extraordinary skill for many years.

……

Qinchuan County.

Cheng Mo and Xia He did not go directly back to Liangyi Temple, but went to the rented house, where there was no one.

Duoduo and Erzhuang both attend school here.

Duoduo is in kindergarten, and Erzhuang is in first grade. The primary school and kindergarten are on the same campus, which is convenient.

Cheng Mo took out his phone and made a call to the temple.

It rang several times before the call was finally answered.

"Feed?" Cheng Shou's voice came through the receiver, with the sound of a television in the background, and a woman crying out, "Why did you do this to me! I've given so much for you!" This was followed by a man's roar, "Let me explain!"

Cheng Mo's lips twitched: "Master, are you watching another melodramatic soap opera?"

Cheng Mo's lips twitched: "Master, are you watching another melodramatic soap opera?"

"What do you mean by 'melodramatic'?!" Cheng Shou's voice rose a half-octave. "This is called an emotional drama, exploring the complexities of human nature!"

Cheng Mo was too lazy to argue with him: "Master, you're really carefree. These two little girls go to school by themselves?"

"It's nothing," Cheng Shou said unhurriedly. "I left them some money and asked my friend next door to look after them. Didn't you say that kids these days should focus on their studies? We just pick them up every weekend for a little cultivation."

Cheng Mo was speechless: "Only two days of training a week?"

"Don't worry, I installed surveillance cameras. I watch them exercise every morning and evening." Cheng Shou's tone became smug.

Cheng Mo was silent for two seconds: "...You're really amazing."

"Hey, you brat, you're just worrying unnecessarily." Cheng Shouman didn't care. "Duoduo and Erzhuang are very self-disciplined, just a little bit less so than you were back then."

Cheng Mo rolled his eyes.

He knew, of course, that Duoduo was very self-disciplined, and with Duoduo watching over him, plus the surveillance cameras, Erzhuang would definitely be fine. But these were two little girls, not even ten years old yet; the old man was really worried.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mo chatted with Xia He for a bit.

Xia He was sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine when she heard this. She looked up and said with a smile, "If Master wasn't so easygoing, he would have been driven crazy by you long ago."

Cheng Mo retorted, "I'm so diligent and hardworking, how could he possibly be angry to death?"

Xia He glanced at him sideways: "But you don't have any Qi."

Cheng Mo: "..."

He turned and walked towards the kitchen: "I'll see what I can make for the two little girls tonight."

Xia He pointed to the machine in the corner of the kitchen: "Your food processor is over there, they don't need it."

Cheng Mo glanced at the small square box and suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Xia He peeked out from behind the magazine: "Little Taoist, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Mo shook his head, walked back to the sofa and sat down. "I'll take them both back to the mountain this weekend."

Xia He smiled and nodded: "Sure, I'll rest in the county town for a few days."

Cheng Mo leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

……

school.

Duoduo sat in the kindergarten classroom, her hair in two little pigtails, wearing a pink jacket, and was drawing diligently with colored pencils.

She drew a Taoist temple, in front of which stood an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest had a particularly long beard, and the young Taoist priest had a halo around his head.

A child nearby came over to look: "Duoduo, who did you draw?"

"My senior brother," Duoduo said without looking up, continuing to color the halo. "He's incredibly powerful."

The child tilted his head and looked at it for a while: "But why does he have a circle on his head?"

"Because he's a god," Duoduo said matter-of-factly.

Ring ring ring ring!

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Duoduo immediately packed her things, stood up, pushed her chair back under the table, put her schoolbag on, and walked to the classroom door to line up.

The children lined up and the teacher led them to the school gate, where parents were already waiting outside the iron fence.