Under One Person: Did Zuo Ruotong and I switch bodies?

"Okay!"

With a smile, Zhang Yude's face darkened, and he turned to look at his son.

As a father, he seemed to have no affection whatsoever for his own son, the only heir of the Zhang family, and slapped him with a single blow...

Black Tiger Steals Heart!

Although he was prepared and had circulated his Qi in advance, the gap between the father and son was too great. The golden light around Zhang Chulan was torn apart by a claw as soon as it appeared, and he was sent flying with a muffled groan.

Boom!

"Stand up!"

Looking at his son lying on the ground, Zhang Yude's eyes were cold and hard, as if he were looking at a piece of iron, his fists clenched as if he were holding a hammer for forging iron.

"Today's lesson is simple: you can rest when you can withstand one of my moves!"

Next, he began a one-sided "beating". Zhang Chulan was knocked down again as soon as he got up, and he quickly got up again after falling down.

"..."

Zuo Ruotong saw it all.

  

In his memory, neither the Sanyi Sect nor the Celestial Master's Mansion, nor even any martial arts sect, would ever use such a brutal method to train their disciples. It was easy to leave hidden injuries and hidden dangers, which was clearly abnormal...

But he could also see that although the little guy looked disheveled, his body was not damaged. Moreover, with each fall and rise, his golden light gradually solidified, and his strength improved imperceptibly.

"Is it some kind of special method?"

Sensing something amiss, he quietly circulated his Qi, and a light appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Huaiyi, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up: "No need to think about it anymore. This is my unique method. As long as you strike the right spot with precise force during the hammering process, you will not only injure the skin but also damage the flesh. You can even hammer away your life."

Forging life itself?!

These four simple words might not be clear to the novice "Mingchen", but Zuo Ruotong, who is the best in the world, was shocked... This is a technique that only exists in legends!

Only by constantly grasping the changing relationship between the human body and nature, accurately capturing the fleeting moments of inspiration during cultivation and instantly determining the location and appropriate force, can it be done.

Even the original him...

And it's only occasionally that I can do it...

That brief moment.

Looking at Zhang Yude again, even without using his innate abilities, the previously obscured fog instantly parted, and every move he made became mysterious in Zuo Ruotong's eyes, but...

"How is this possible?"

With his past cultivation at the pinnacle, he knew all too well what it took to achieve this. If we're only talking about cultivation level, he should at least be close to reaching the Heavenly Realm, if not the Heavenly Realm. But Zhang Yude was still far from it, so there was only one explanation left...

"He's cultivating some kind of heavenly magic?!"

The so-called "method to reach the heavens" has two interpretations in the martial arts world. One is "the method that promises to reach the heavens." As long as one has sufficient talent, comprehension, and opportunity, and continues to cultivate, one has the chance to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and reach that realm of reaching the heavens.

All things that can be called "mysterious gates" include the practices of Taoism, the Three Ones, and Buddhism, which are all of this kind of methods. This is also the meaning of the "mysterious" in "mysterious gates".

Another type exists only in legends. Not only do practitioners hope to reach the heavens, but the methods themselves represent some kind of ultimate truth of the universe. As long as one masters them, one can access the universe. These methods are mostly "supernatural abilities" awakened by "immortals and gods" in ancient mythology, like Erlang Shen's "heavenly eye"...

Such a person is destined for greatness from birth, far surpassing ordinary people.

"But that's not right. According to Zhang Xilin, this technique belongs to him, yet his son can use it... This means it's not an innate ability," Zuo Ruotong said, puzzled.

It should be understood that the awakening of innate superpowers is a kind of "coincidence." It is the result of the life essence of the superhuman being being in harmony with some mysterious force in the world. It cannot be replicated or inherited and has always been unique.

"Could it be...?"

"A method of achieving heaven that he created himself?"

If that were true, it would be far beyond his comprehension; at least there has never been any record of it from ancient times to the present, it would be too shocking.

"So, want to learn?"

Seeing him lost in thought, Zhang Xilin smiled and said, "Once you formally become my disciple and are under the restrictions, I can teach you. This method is different from others, it does not conflict with what you originally practiced, and it is of great help to you."

"this……"

Without waiting for a response, he waved his hand and said, "You don't need to decide now. We'll talk about it later."

Zuo Ruotong had to admit that he was indeed curious about this method. Since the other party had said so, he didn't say anything more and closed his eyes to concentrate.

And so, from morning till evening, Zhang Chulan was relentlessly beaten, while he ignored it all and focused on his internal energy cultivation. The two of them, one active and one still, each cultivated their own path.

Until the sun sets in the west.

Bang!

Zhang Chulan was enveloped in golden light as he finally withstood his father's palm strike, marking the end of his training for the day.

Zuo Ruotong slowly opened her eyes.

Zhang Xilin nodded: "Yes, your path of cultivation is very correct, without any deviation. I don't have much more to teach you on this. You can continue."

Then he waved.

"It's getting late, you must be hungry, let's go back inside and eat."

"Mingchen, you come too."

The four of them went back to the house together, cooked a pot of noodles and stir-fried some minced meat, mixed them together, peeled some garlic, and then ate.

To be honest, Zuo Ruotong, who grew up in Fujian, wasn't used to eating noodles with garlic, so she only took a small bite before quickly finishing the noodles in her bowl...

Then wait quietly.

Since there was already a master-disciple agreement, he should fulfill the duties of a disciple. After the three of them finished eating, he cleared the table of dishes and then quietly went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"father……"

Glancing towards the kitchen, Zhang Yude lowered his voice: "You took this kid in... for Chu Lan?"

Zhang Chulan had already returned to his room and was exhausted, lying on the bed.

Zhang Xilin nodded: "That's right. Whether it's you or me, we both have things we need to do. We can't always be by Chu Lan's side. It's more reassuring to find someone trustworthy. As it stands, this kid is pretty good..."

"But it still needs further investigation."

Despite his extraordinary fortune, for the sake of his grandson, he still needed to learn more about him. He immediately said, "Go out and investigate his background..."

"Okay!"

Zhang Yude acted immediately upon being told to. Unlike his father, no one in the martial arts world knew his identity, so he wasn't afraid of being exposed. Over the years, he had made many adventures and built his own network of relationships, which he could use when needed.

He had just left.

Zuo Ruotong walked out of the kitchen right after: "Senior, is there anything else I can do? If not, I'll head back now."

Since everything was still unclear, Zhang Xilin didn't say much, nor did he mention formally becoming an apprentice: "Well, you can go back first. Come over for breakfast tomorrow morning, and I'll continue to supervise your cultivation."

"it is good."

Since there was nothing else, Zuo Ruotong bowed and left on her own. After stepping out of the courtyard and closing the gate, her eyes narrowed slightly...

I breathed a sigh of relief.

He never imagined that after spending most of his life in the martial arts world, becoming the head of a sect, respected by the world, and standing at the pinnacle of the martial arts world, he should have nothing to fear anymore.

But one day he woke up from his dream and found himself as a naive young boy, and was even targeted by such a master...

Walking on thin ice.