Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Lu Huan ran over and plopped down on the stone stool next to Lu Ci, looking up at him: "Grandpa, when I was practicing yesterday, I felt like I was just a little bit away from breaking through, but I just couldn't get over that hurdle."

Lü Ci's eyes lit up: "Oh? How is it 'almost'?"

Lu Huan tilted his head and thought for a moment, gesturing with his hands: "It's that kind of... that feeling, the Qi has reached that position, it's about to rush over, but it stops at the door, and no matter how hard you try, you can't push the door open."

Lü Ci put down the purple clay teapot and sat up straight.

"How long have you been practicing?"

"Two hours." Lü Huan held up two fingers. "I practiced for half an hour longer than usual, but it still wasn't enough."

Lu Ci reached out and patted her head: "Xiao Huan, you're about to break through."

Lü Huan looked up at him: "Really? But I always feel like it's not quite there yet."

Lu Ci smiled and said, "The little bit you're missing isn't because your cultivation is insufficient, but because your state of mind isn't right. You're too impatient."

Lü Huan pouted, "But I've been waiting for so long."

Lu Ci smiled and said, "Cultivation is something that can't be rushed. The more anxious you are, the tighter the door will close. If you relax, it will open on its own."

Lü Huan thought for a moment: "Then what should I do?"

Lu Ci picked up his teacup and sipped slowly: "Just do what you're supposed to do, eat, sleep, watch TV, play with your friends. Don't keep thinking about breakthroughs, they'll come on their own."

Lü Huan said "Oh," still somewhat annoyed.

She had been hoping her great-grandfather would give her more guidance, but instead she received only a few words of encouragement.

Lü Huan sighed, bid farewell to Lü Ci, and walked back.

Just as I turned the corner of the alley, I heard a commotion ahead.

The two brothers, Lü Gong and Lü Liang, pushed each other, making a huge fuss.

Upon seeing Lü Huan, the two stopped.

"Xiao Huan, Xiao Huan, you be the judge."

Seeing that Lü Gong looked unhappy, Lü Huan asked, "What's wrong?"

Lü Gong grabbed her sleeve: "Wasn't Lü Liang wrong?!"

Lü Liang immediately retorted, "Brother, why are you always like this? You're the one who's mistaken."

Lü Huan looked bewildered: "What are you talking about?"

Lü Liang took a piece of paper out of his pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to Lü Huan: "Xiao Huan, look at this."

The paper was covered with a bunch of circles and lines, some big and some small, connected by lines with names written on them, making it look like a family tree.

Lu Huan stared at it for a long time, completely bewildered: "What is this?"

Lu Liang proudly raised his chin: "Our Lu family's genealogy on the Minghun Technique, I overheard my great-grandfather and the others talking and wrote it down."

He pointed to the circles on the paper: "Look at this, look at this biggest circle, that's my great-grandfather, and behind it are our grandfathers and their brothers and sisters." Then he pointed to the second circle: "The second one is our grandfather, Lü Xiao."

Lu Gong interrupted impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, everyone knows our grandfather is second."

Lu Liang ignored him and continued pointing to the markings on the map: "Xiao Huan, look down. Our grandfather's generation had the most powerful awakening of the Soul Awakening Technique, but Great-Grandfather's generation was not as good."

He looked up and asked Lü Huan, "Do you think there's some kind of trick to it?"

Lü Huan tilted his head and looked at the picture: "What's the trick?"

Lu Gong chuckled beside him, "Xiao Huan, you asked me exactly the same question as I just asked."

Lü Huan looked at Lü Liang: "So, Brother Lü Liang, what was your answer?"

Before Lü Liang could speak, Lü Gong interrupted, "He explained that Soul Techniques are related to ranking!"

He mimicked Lü Liang's tone and said in a serious tone, "My great-grandfather's Minghun Technique and Ruyi Jin were both at their peak, but in our grandfather's generation, it was the second son's descendants who had the strongest Minghun Technique."

Then he shrugged and said, "He said it's because of odd or even numbers, or something about skipping generations. Can you believe how ridiculous that is?"

"What nonsense!" Lü Liang exclaimed, turning to Lü Huan with a serious expression. "Xiao Huan, you agree, right?"

Lu Huan looked at the picture, then at Lu Liang, and nodded: "It is indeed outrageous."

Lü Liang was taken aback: "Huh? Xiao Huan, you don't think so either?"

Lü Gong laughed heartily: "I told you you were wrong, but you wouldn't believe me."

Lu Huan shook his head and slowly added, "My great-grandfather doesn't know the Soul-Enlightening Technique."

Lü Gong's smile froze on his face.

Lü Liang's mouth dropped open.

Lu Gongxian realized, "How come Great-Grandpa doesn't know the Soul-Clearing Technique?"

Lü Liang chimed in, "Xiao Huan, are you mistaken? You can't just make things up about your great-grandfather. Our family's secret technique, the Ruyi Kung Fu, which is passed down only to men, was given to you. Your great-grandfather loves you the most."

Lü Huan sighed: "I know my great-grandfather loved me the most, but he really doesn't know the Soul-Enlightening Technique."

Lü Gong and Lü Liang still didn't believe it. They looked at each other and simultaneously reached out, pressing their hands on Lü Huan's head from both sides.

"Does Great-Grandpa know the art of spirit possession?"

Lu Huan, with her eyelids drooping, replied in a flat tone, "No way."

Lu Gong and Lu Liang released their grip, exchanged another glance, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Lu Gong murmured, "My great-grandfather really doesn't know the Soul-Enlightening Technique."

Lü Huan tilted her head and looked at the two of them: "What's so strange about that?"

Lu Gong's eyes widened: "How can this not be strange? The Soul Clarity Technique is an innate ability. If Great-Grandpa didn't know it, how could we possibly possess it?"

Lu Liang frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! That seems possible."

Lü Gong: "Huh?"

Lü Liang held up one finger: "Great-grandmother."

Lu Gong paused for a second, then suddenly realized: "Ah! Oh, right, great-grandmother!"

He slapped his forehead: "So, our Soul-Brightening Technique was inherited from our great-grandmother."

Then he frowned again: "But who is Great-Grandma?"

Lü Liang shrugged: "How would I know?"

Lü Huan lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Lü Gong suddenly clapped his hands: "So that's how it is!"

Both Lü Liang and Lü Huan looked at him.

Lu Gong pointed at Lu Huan with a confident look: "That's why Xiao Huan's Soul-Clearing Technique is the most powerful."

Lü Liang frowned: "Hmm?"

Lü Huan also asked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Gong puffed out his chest: "Our Soul-Brightening Technique comes from our great-grandmother. And look at our third grandmother, she only knows the Soul-Brightening Technique. This shows that women have the highest talent for the Soul-Brightening Technique."

After he finished speaking, he looked at his younger brother and sister with a smug expression.

Lü Liang and Lü Huan both fell silent.

Lü Gong still thought he was right, pressing down on his younger brother with one hand and his younger sister with the other: "Aren't you right?"

Lü Liang rolled his eyes: "That's bullshit."

Lü Huan replied expressionlessly, "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Lu Gong's eyes lit up, and he released his finger, pointing at Lu Liang: "Look, even Xiao Huan agrees with me."

Lu Huan reached out and grabbed Lu Gong's wrist, pressing his hand against his own head.

“I not only agree,” she said seriously, “I also think my brother Lü Gong is the smartest person in the world.”

A smile appeared on Lü Gong's face. The smile started from the corners of his mouth and slowly spread to his entire face, becoming more and more radiant and flamboyant, until it finally became somewhat perverse.

Lü Liang stared in disbelief: "Xiao Huan..."

Lü Huan continued, "Not only that, my brother Lü Gong also has three heads, eight hands, twelve eyes, and six noses..."

Lu Gong's twisted smile gradually froze.

He looked down at his hands, then at his body, a conflicted expression on his face: "What... what happened?"

Lu Liang was already squatting on the ground, clutching his stomach and laughing so hard that tears were streaming down his face.

Lu Gong slowly lowered his hand, his face full of conflict: "Xiao Huan, you weren't lying just now? Do you really see me as a monster?"

Lu Liang rolled on the ground, laughing so hard he could barely speak: "Brother...you're so stupid...Xiao Huan is the best at Soul Manipulation around here..."

Lu Gong scratched his head: "I didn't feel Xiao Huan using the Soul-Clearing Technique to fight against me."

Lu Huan's lips curled up, revealing two small tiger teeth: "Hmph, I didn't resist or lie to you. From my perspective, what I said just now was the truth."

Lü Liang laughed so hard he rolled around on the ground, kicking one of his shoes off.

Lu Gong was nearly driven mad: "How is that possible? How could I be a monster in your eyes?"

Lu Huan held up one finger and said slowly, "You know what? Brother, extracting memories and detecting lies through mental fluctuations are just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to Minghun Technique."

I'm currently reading Chapter 328 of the novel "Cola Novel," and I'm completely engrossed in it.