From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Zhang Zhiwei thanked him and headed with Zhang Huaiyi toward the Ghost Hand Wang Cai opera troupe. On the way, he took a steamed bun from Zhang Huaiyi's waist.

Zhang Huaiyi: "..."

The two walked slowly for nearly thirty minutes, and while finishing their steamed buns, they spotted a quiet courtyard a hundred meters away.

Compared to a year ago, the Caixiban Courtyard is now much larger, and the surrounding trees and flowers have been replanned and replanted, creating a tranquil atmosphere rather than a luxurious one.

After standing and watching for a long time, seeing that Zhang Zhiwei did not go up to knock on the door, Zhang Huaiyi spoke up: "Senior brother? You're not afraid, are you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhang Zhiwei denied it.

But to be honest, he was a little bit nervous.

Since their parting and his return to Longhu Mountain, he has worked even harder in his cultivation, hoping to surpass Jiang Liu when they meet again.

lose--

He had never thought about this question before.

But now.

After witnessing the prosperity of the cultural street, Zhang Zhiwei realized the gap between himself and Jiang Liu in other aspects.

The other side has already established the rudiments of a power!

He was merely being protected by Longhu Mountain...

Admittedly, he believed this was his advantage, and he hadn't felt ashamed about it in the past, but now—

They still wouldn't feel ashamed about it.

He's not that kind of pretentious guy!

But upon learning that Jiang Liu had transformed a neighborhood that was supposedly dilapidated, dirty, and in poverty into a completely new place in just two years—no, in a year—

He felt a sense of inferiority.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei is a young man, not someone like Jiang Liu who has lived a second life. His strong personality does not conflict with his precocious maturity.

“Senior brother, you don’t need to worry. Jiang Liu was your equal two years ago, but he established the Confucian Association and renovated the Cultural Street, so he definitely didn’t have much time to cultivate.”

Zhang Huaiyi comforted him, "You've been working hard at your cultivation! Master actually told me in private that if you keep going like this, by the time you're thirty, you won't even be able to beat him. You'll be practically invincible!"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at his junior brother but didn't answer.

How could Master say such a thing?

It must be flattery embellished by this junior brother.

Logically speaking, Zhang Huaiyi's words are correct, but considering the situation of Wang Baozhi and the other extraordinary people on that street, Jiang Liu must also be combining cultivation with making a living.

Furthermore, his innate ability—the God Sealing—is incredibly profound and can help him refine essence into qi and refine qi into spirit. If he were to seal the other internal spirits within the next two years, his cultivation speed would certainly be quite fast. How could I say that I could definitely surpass him?

But no matter how much you think about it, you still have to go and confirm it in person.

And so.

Zhang Zhiwei walked towards the courtyard gate, and as soon as he raised his hand, the gate opened on its own.

"Zhang Zhiwei?"

The person who opened the door was Jiang Liu.

He had a rare moment of leisure today, so he and Zhao Xinchuan taught Tai Chi and Bajiquan to Zhao Qian and others, including He Anxia. He often came here to practice Tai Chi and Bajiquan in his spare time, and he was quite content and happy.

During this period, Jiang Liu would also consult He Anxia about some theories of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and combine them with the "observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation" method he learned from Chen Yulou, in order to cooperate with the Dharma image seals and ponder how to reach the realm of seeing the heavens, stars, and universe as a "person".

At that time, observing the heavens and earth will be like observing the human body, which may greatly help in the coordination of physical appearance and mental state, and may even allow the two to be completely unified.

Just as he was discussing with He Anxia, ​​he noticed someone had come to the courtyard and had been standing there for a long time, so he went out to take a look and was surprised to find that it was Zhang Zhiwei.

A young man who was no more than 1.6 meters tall was also standing next to Zhang Zhiwei.

Large ears, round nose, thick eyebrows, and a square face.

No need to guess.

This person must be Zhang Huaiyi!

"Jiang Liu, it's been so long! I've missed you terribly!" Zhang Zhiwei suppressed all his distracting thoughts and grinned.

"Sorry, I don't like men."

Jiang Liu's expression changed, and he slammed the door shut again.

Zhang Zhiwei's smile froze, then turned to anger. He pounded on the door, bang bang bang—and shouted, "Open the door! Jiang Liu! Or I'll break it down!"

# Chapter 264 Did you come to me to relieve your pent-up desire?

The courtyard gate opened again.

Jiang Liu invited Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi into the courtyard and introduced them to Zhao Xinchuan, He Anxia, ​​Chengzhen, and others present: "These two are esteemed disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion, Zhang Zhiwei, and—"

"What is this Taoist priest's name?"

If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way.

"My name is Zhang Huaiyi."

Zhang Huaiyi smiled憨厚ly.

"—and Zhang Huaiyi."

Jiang Liu acted as a broken record.

"Chengzhen of the Sanyi Sect greets the two esteemed disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion." Chengzhen bowed to the two.

"I have met the outstanding disciples of the Sanyi Sect."

Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi hurriedly returned the greeting, but they were also puzzled as to why Chengzhen of the Sanyi Sect would appear in Ghost Hand King's opera troupe.

Afterwards, Zhao Qian, Qian Dui, and Sun Li brought chairs from inside the house, while Li Zhen and Zhou Xun brought over fruit and snacks, and Wu Kan went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea.

As for Zheng Gen and Wang Kun—

At this time, he was working at the Confucian Association.

"Is the Celestial Master's Mansion also joining in the fun of this martial arts tournament?"

After the two sat down, Jiang Liu asked with a smile.

“Longhu Mountain cannot withstand the bombardment of artillery.”

Zhang Zhiwei rolled his eyes at Jiang Liu's obvious question, picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "But I really don't need to come down the mountain. I just wanted to come and practice with you."

Hey!

My hands have been itching to get back to work ever since we last met!

Since such an opportunity has finally come along, we must seize it!

I hope you've made significant progress in the past two years, otherwise—"

At this point, Zhang Zhiwei grinned and said with a chuckle, "The feeling of being undefeated is not pleasant."

"You've come to me to relieve your pent-up frustration?"

Jiang Liu's gaze was gentle, and he smiled slightly, "I'm just afraid that your anger will be completely extinguished and never be able to reignite."

"Yo ho~"

Zhang Zhiwei pouted and let out a strange cry, "Jiang Liu's 'Liu' is indeed the 'Liu' of 'rogue,' right? Then let's have a practice now and see who can extinguish whose 'fire'!"

That's all.

Zhang Zhiwei instantly stood up, jumped back a distance, away from the seat, and stood still. With each breath, he circulated his Qi, and his Taoist robe danced without wind. An invisible aura burst forth from his body, its power as strong as a howling wind in the mountains or the surging waves of a river.

Zhao Xinchuan was alarmed!

He Anxia trembled with fear!

Chengzhen also unconsciously raised his Qi, his eyes filled with great solemnity.

Needless to say, Zhao Qian and the others had instinctively retreated to the corner, staring incredulously at Zhang Zhiwei, who exuded an atmosphere of unparalleled oppression.

There really is someone in the world who can rival the young master!

but!

[Not as good as the young master!]

Zhao Qian thought to himself.

"Come, come, before the martial arts tournament, let's have a spar and see how we've improved," Zhang Zhiwei said, beckoning to Jiang Liu with an arrogant expression.

Zhang Huaiyi quickly stood up and said to Zhang Zhiwei, "Senior brother, isn't this inappropriate? You look like you're here to cause trouble."

But Zhang Zhiwei came here precisely to spar with Jiang Liu, didn't he?

At this moment, we can't care about any of that. We just want to have a fight with Jiang Liu so that he can have a "good time"!

"Since Brother Zhiwei is in such a good mood, I will naturally accompany him to the end."

As Jiang Liu slowly rose to his feet, his Qi flowed through his nine orifices and eight meridians, and his aura rose from his body, spreading throughout the entire courtyard.

Zhao Xinchuan, He Anxia, ​​and Chengzhen hurriedly moved the chair behind Jiang Liu and sat down with Zhao Qian and the other six on the outer perimeter to watch the great battle that Jiang Liu and Zhang Zhiwei would soon engage in.

Zhang Huaiyi stood there dumbfounded, staring at Jiang Liu beside him, whose imposing presence was no less than Zhang Zhiwei's, and was horrified:

My senior brother wasn't exaggerating!

This Jiang Liu is indeed a formidable rival who can match my senior brother!

"Brother Huaiyi, do you want to come too?" Seeing Zhang Huaiyi standing there in a daze, Jiang Liu lowered his head and asked with a smile.

"There's a flaw!"

In that instant, Zhang Zhiwei shouted loudly, took a step, and his figure stirred up a storm, instantly rushing to Jiang Liu's side and pressing down with his palm.

Just like before—

Still so "gloomy"!