From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

I only wish for joy in my heart!

Horse breeding.

Look at the peaches.

Sun Wukong didn't actually care about the job content at all. Otherwise, after working diligently as the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses for more than half a month, raising the heavenly horses to be fat and strong, he would have realized that the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses was a horse breeder.

However, in the book, Sun Wukong's abilities were so great that he was comparable to the heavens. He cared about his reputation, and when he learned that the position of Bi Ma Wen was low, he felt that the Jade Emperor was disrespecting him and became unhappy, so he went down to the mortal world.

The Jade Emperor bestowed upon him the title of Great Sage Equaling Heaven, a title with no real power or reward. He happily returned home, simply because the name Great Sage Equaling Heaven was prestigious. He was pleased to be asked to look at the peaches.

The same reason.

He Anxia was the same, except that he was not as capable as Wukong in the book, and his desires were also small. He did not care about fame and was happy as long as he could eat his fill.

But if it displeases him—

Just like Sun Wukong, he acts solely on his own whims without considering the consequences at all.

It's just that compared to the Great Sage in the book, the things that made He Anxia unhappy and distressed were a bit too sordid and down-to-earth.

"Master, please accept me as your disciple," He Anxia said, bowing again.

"Get up."

Jiang Liu helped He Anxia up again. "There's no need to take you in. We're all on the path of cultivation, teachers and friends to each other. I'm just a little more advanced than you, how could I dare say I've gone further on the path of cultivation than you?"

"Then what will I do in the future?"

He Anxia was confused, unsure whether Jiang Liu had taken her in or not, and was somewhat at a loss.

"Help yourself and help others."

This is the horizontal inscription on the couplet at Cui Daoning's clinic. Jiang Liu meant something by it: "Go back to the clinic, treat patients, improve your medical skills, and earn money to support yourself."

"In your spare time, you can go to the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe to practice Tai Chi and Bajiquan with us to cultivate your mind and body; or you can come here to work."

"Of course, the latter won't let you work for free; you'll get paid."

Upon hearing this, He Anxia agreed and did not go back immediately. Instead, he stayed to help, moving bricks and stones and clearing garbage. He enjoyed the hard and tiring work.

[With this temperament, if He Anxia were to join the bandits in the mountains, he would be a ruthless executioner like Li Kui!]

Fortunately—

With this in mind, Jiang Liu put aside his distracting thoughts, picked up a brick weighing about a ton, and got to work...

evening.

After Jiang Liu and his group finished work, they paid the workers their wages and also gave He Anxia a paycheck, telling him to come back to work when he had free time. Then they led the children back to the magic troupe.

Outside the courtyard of the opera troupe, Zhao Xinchuan and Peng Qizi stood up one after another. Chengzhen and Wang Yaozu opened the gate. Before Jiang Liu could ask any questions, Wang Yaozu said, "These two guys want to challenge you. They say they want to determine who is better and even decide to fight to the death. You decide what to do."

"A life-or-death struggle?"

Jiang Liu was taken aback and asked Peng Qizi, "Who is this brother?"

“Zhao Xinchuan’s junior brother, the seventh disciple of the Taiji Sect Leader, you can just call me Peng Qizi.”

Peng Qizi gave a brief introduction, then clasped his hands and said, "Young Master, I have heard of your reputation. You suffered in place of your father, enabling Ghost Hand King to safely withdraw from Quanxing. I admire you and would like to learn from you."

"I welcome friendly sparring, but what is the purpose of a life-or-death duel?" Jiang Liu wondered. Could it be that Peng Qianwu had lost face before and was now targeting him?

Why send these two guys to their deaths?

"Peng Qianwu is not very broad-minded..."

It was Chengzhen who spoke, briefly explaining what she had learned from the two men: "So, these two are here to kill you."

For a moment, the entire room fell silent.

Afterwards, Jiang Liu had Sai Huohou and Dili Chuai lead the children into the yard, and clasped his hands in a fist and said to Zhao Xinchuan: "To repay the kindness of your teacher, you are willing to die. I admire you, but you are a bit stubborn. You are a bit like a friend of mine, only you are much more easygoing."

Lu Jin naturally knew who Jiang Liu's friend was—

Li Muxuan!

Zhao Xinchuan is just like Li Muxuan, the only difference being that he always maintains a calm demeanor, making it impossible to discern his inner thoughts, while Li Muxuan, since ceasing his pretense, has seen the corners of his mouth curve upwards more and more...

I wonder how Junior Brother Li is doing lately; I miss him a little.

Lu Jin thought to himself.

"I hope the young master will enlighten me."

At this moment, Zhao Xinchuan stepped forward. With each breath, his Qi rose, bursting through his clothes. His shoulder and arm muscles twitched, and even wisps of heat rose from his body.

"I have already witnessed Peng Zu's Tai Chi, so I will not hold back."

Jiang Liu said indifferently, "But it would be a pity to kill you like this. How about this: if you die, your life will belong to me?"

"can."

Zhao Xinchuan was taken aback, thinking that Jiang Liu would use some kind of spirit-binding technique to control his spirit after death. After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.

"Let's begin—"

# Chapter 236 Qi Circulates Through the Heavenly Cycle, Nine Apertures Transform into True Dragons

The moment the words left his mouth, Jiang Liu struck out with his palm, unleashing a burst of Qi that pierced through Zhao Xinchuan's ribs like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

"Forehead······"

Zhao Xinchuan took two or three steps back, feeling the churning in his internal organs, and realized that he had already lost.

gap--

It was bigger than he had imagined!

boom!

He fell straight down, closed his eyes, and gradually lost consciousness.

Am I going to die?

[That's good, at least I no longer owe Tai Chi Men anything, but—]

I don't want to die! There are such powerful people in this world... cultivating... I hope there really is reincarnation...

When Zhao Xinchuan opened his eyes again, he straightened his chest abruptly, and his brighter eyes revealed a hint of doubt as he murmured to himself, "Is this hell?"

"Yes, Zhao Xinchuan, welcome back to hell."

Jiang Liu wiped away the red and blue intertwined lines on his hands and said with a smile, "The human world is hell. You'll probably suffer even more in the future."

Is Zhao Xinchuan dead?

He is dead, of course.

But Jiang Liu saved him again using one of the four methods of the innate talisman diagram: avoiding death and prolonging life!

However, Zhao Xinchuan's current condition is not good. After all, avoiding death and prolonging life is to help him avoid the calamity of death, which consumes his own Qi. If his Qi is insufficient, it will directly squeeze his flesh and blood to convert it into Qi to maintain consumption until his injuries are fully healed.

Therefore, Zhao Xinchuan was extremely thin at this time, and his once strong muscles had been reduced. His face was pale, just like Zhang Muzhi's son, Liu Zi. He needed to recuperate for a period of time to fully recover.

"From this moment on, your life belongs to me."

Jiang Liu remained calm.

After learning about his miraculous resurrection, Zhao Xinchuan knelt down with a thud, kowtowed to Jiang Liu, and sincerely declared, "I, Zhao Xinchuan, from this day forward, my life belongs to you!"

"Get up."

Jiang Liu walked to his side and pulled him up. "A man's knees are worth gold. If you need someone to do you a favor or ask the gods for protection, you can kneel down. But if you're just entrusting your life to me, there's no need for that... The opera troupe happens to be short of someone who can actually do odd jobs. You can come and be a martial arts instructor while you're at it."

"I answered..."

Before he could utter the word "should," Zhao Xinchuan stopped abruptly, pondering, "I'm sorry, but without the permission of the Tai Chi School, the boxing techniques cannot be passed on to outsiders."

"I'll pass it on to you."

Jiang Liu raised his hand, and a piece of animal skin fell from the courtyard into his hand. He handed it to Zhao Xinchuan and said, "You know Peng Zu Tai Chi. After that, you will learn Wudang Tai Chi with half the effort. When you become an instructor, you will teach the Thirteen Postures of Tai Chi, not the skills you learned from the Tai Chi School."

Peng Zu Tai Chi and Wudang Tai Chi are related and are both martial arts. Zhao Xinchuan will definitely be able to learn them in a short time. Given his talent in learning the Nine Dragons Combined Technique, it is highly likely that he will also comprehend the ever-changing Tai Chi power. In fact, it is not impossible that he could create his own "Zhao Style Tai Chi" and become a grandmaster after reading more Taoist and Buddhist scriptures and growing for a period of time.

Not to mention, Zhao Xinchuan also has a pure heart and is now free of all attachments—

How could the river possibly let it pass?

"Senior brother, how does it feel to have died once?" Peng Qizi was also surprised by Jiang Liu's method of "resurrecting people," but he could guess that it was not a real resurrection, but rather that he activated the life force before it was completely cut off and repaired the injuries all over his body.

But this is only a physiological situation!

He knew that for Zhao Xinchuan himself, it was truly like dying once in his heart.

Only after dying once would Zhao Xinchuan bow down to the river without hesitation, yearning to live and to reach a higher realm through cultivation!

He, Peng Qizi, although he had never experienced death, witnessed this scene of "resurrection" and was also moved. He clasped his hands in a fist and said to Jiang Liu, "Please."

"I understand your situation now. Wouldn't it be better to be your spoiled brat? Even tigers don't eat their cubs." Jiang Liu's gaze was calm.

"You really don't seem like a teenager... However, humans are far more venomous than tigers. If I die at your hands, it might be a good thing for the Peng family and for me. So, don't try to use any 'resurrection' methods on me later."

Because of his foreign ancestry, his six older brothers disliked him, and his father often verbally abused him...

It was never installed.

Exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Having encountered such a highly accomplished immortal and Buddha in the mortal realm, how could he not be overjoyed after years of secret cultivation?

If I could die at the hands of such a person—

No regrets!

With this thought in mind, Peng Qizi's body crackled and popped, his strength coursing through his muscles and bones, his chest heaving with vigorous blood and qi, and a surge of heat rising from his spine.

This is the highest realm of Peng Zu Tai Chi!

The Qi flows freely throughout the body!

The nine orifices transform into a true dragon!

The Peng Zu Tai Chi Sixteen Forms differ in details from the Tai Chi Thirteen Postures, but the foundation of training is the same: the eight extraordinary meridians and the five internal organs.