From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Snapped!

Wang Ye unleashed a palm strike, creating a shockwave, and immediately retreated, distancing himself from Huang Ming. He shook his hand, thinking to himself, "The Quanzhen sect's lives are truly secure."

"Its shape is like a swimming dragon, its gaze is like a guarding ape, its sitting posture is like a crouching tiger, and its turning posture is like a circling eagle."

Jiang Liu, watching from the sidelines, commented on Huang Ming's Baguazhang, nodding and saying, "Although he is not very flexible in his use, his foundation is very solid. To be able to reach this level in this peaceful era, Huang Ming must have put in a lot of hard work in Baguazhang."

but.

In terms of talent, Huang Ming is certainly no match for Wang Ye. The main reason he was able to fight him to this extent is—

"As for that Wang Ye, he's just ordinary and rather lazy."

Zhang Zhiwei: "...Are you serious? His life force is not weak, and his strength is exquisite. How can he be lazy?"

"He's the type who's incredibly talented but doesn't work very hard."

Jiang Liu revealed the root of Wang Ye's problem.

Off the field.

Huang Ming exhaled a breath of stale air, and Chao Wang also cupped his hands and said, "Wudang's Tai Chi is indeed worthy of its reputation, but I don't know if you can withstand my Yang-Emerging Divine Technique."

In an instant, Huang Ming's body swayed, and a phantom "soul" emerged from his body and floated in mid-air.

"Holy crap! What is this? Astral projection?" Zhang Chulan, who was also watching the match, asked Xu Si.

"The Complete True Man's Yang Spirit Emergence Technique."

Xu Si, who was familiar with the main characteristics of various schools of kung fu, explained to him, "It is said that they can travel thousands of miles in spirit and directly attack the soul of others!"

Xu San added, "If Wang Yao of Wudang doesn't have any means to protect his spirit, he'll probably lose."

While everyone was shocked by Huang Ming's "Yang Shen" skill, Jiang Liu shook his head and said, "Yang Shen? This doesn't even qualify as Yin Shen; it can only be called Yin Hun."

"The younger generation these days just loves to show off." Zhang Zhiwei sighed slightly, but his gaze was fixed on Wang Ye, wanting to see if the other party could handle it.

Although the method of "summoning ghosts" is just a minor skill for him and Jiang Liu, it is indeed not easy to deal with peers if their abilities cannot be controlled.

If Wang has no other means, then he can only compete with him in terms of cultivation, exhausting the opponent's energy and forcing himself to survive.

However, even if successful, Wang Ye would be greatly exhausted, especially mentally and spiritually, and would find it difficult to recover to his peak condition the next day.

"How do you think he will handle this?" Zhang Zhiwei asked Jiang Liu.

"Qimen".

Jiang Liu replied.

"Strange and unusual methods?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Wang Ye, whose face still exuded a lazy air, and said thoughtfully, "Are the Eight Extraordinary Techniques about to appear in large numbers?"

"Speaking of which, what are the Eight Extraordinary Skills?" Jiang Liu asked casually.

“It’s related to Wugensheng.” Zhang Zhiwei didn’t hide anything and revealed the details of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques and the person who comprehended them.

"The Eight Extraordinary Techniques... It shouldn't be difficult for someone of extraordinary talent to comprehend even more profound and perfect methods, right?" Jiang Liu, having cultivated for so long and considering his own circumstances, was certain of this.

However, because the secret to reaching the heavens involved the Celestial Master's ordination, Zhang Zhiwei kept his mouth shut and refused to reveal anything.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu didn't press the matter; at least he already understood...

···

"trouble!"

Wang Ye sighed, took a step, and channeled his Qi throughout the body, causing a peculiar change in the space.

This change was imperceptible to ordinary people, and most extraordinary individuals would also find it difficult to detect, but Huang Ming sensed it. His eyes narrowed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "A strange and unusual technique!"

Born into the Quanzhen Longmen sect, Huang Ming was not proficient in the cultivation of Yang Shen Dao, but he had some understanding of the methods of sorcerers.

As a Taoist priest, you may not know the techniques of a sorcerer, but you need to have a basic understanding of Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination and divination). Otherwise, you would be embarrassed to call yourself a Taoist priest.

"Does the Wudang Sect also have a lineage of sorcerers?"

Huang Ming was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Having a basic understanding of Qimen Dunjia is not a problem, but having the skills of a sorcerer is a different story. Any technique that can unfold a Qimen pattern can become the foundation of a school!

If Wudang possessed the skills of sorcerers, why haven't other sects like Quanzhen and Zhengyi mentioned it?

Ignoring Huang Ming's doubts, Wang Ye's languid expression vanished after he activated the Qimen Dunjia. He stared at Huang Ming and Huang Ming's "Yang Shen" and uttered three words: "Luan Jin Tuo".

In an instant.

Huang Ming's spirit felt his speed had slowed down, and even the swaying of his physical body was at an extremely slow level.

Time... he slowed it down!?

【How is this possible!】

"ended."

Wang Ye took a step forward, getting close to Huang Ming's main body, and raised his hand to strike out with a powerful palm.

boom!

Huang Ming's body was pressed straight against the edge of the arena, and the force that had been injected into his body burst out and slammed into the wall behind him, leaving a dent the size of a fist.

"cough!"

When Huang Ming's spirit returned, he felt a churning in his internal organs, collapsed to his knees, and vomited uncontrollably.

King!

Victory!

# Chapter 578 The Chaotic Golden Bell

What just happened?

"It seems Huang Ming's Yang Shen technique was frozen in mid-air..."

"Does the King of Wudang also possess the art of immobilization?"

"It can't be a freezing spell! How could a freezing spell freeze a Yang spirit?"

"..."

Most of the spectators outside the venue had no idea what had just happened, but Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, and others who were familiar with Qimen Dunjia already understood.

That's a spell that manipulates time.

It can specify the rate of change of one or more things within a Qimen Dunjia chart, causing that thing to become out of sync with the rate of change of the world, thereby achieving the effect of slowing down or speeding up, and things at different rates cannot affect each other.

However, strictly speaking, manipulating time is a false proposition; time is merely a measurement of the motion of an object over a period of time.

Therefore, rather than manipulating time, it is more accurate to say that it manipulates the frequency and efficiency of the movement of matter within the Qimen Dunjia formation.

Why was Huang Ming's spirit also affected?

In any case, the manifestation of his spirit requires the existence of a physical body, originating from the thinking activities of his primordial spirit brain. Once the physical body is controlled, how can the spirit remain unaffected?

"Feng Hou Qi Men?"

Jiang Liu recorded with great interest the fluctuations of Wang Ye's use of Qimen, and sorted out his own Qimen techniques, making the connection between the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, Sun and Moon Refining Form, and Dharma Image Talisman Seals closer and closer. He chuckled, "Indeed, it's similar to my concept of Qimen. The Great Dao leads to the same destination through different paths. However, this Wang Ye hasn't truly entered the door yet."

"Haven't even gotten started?"

Zhang Zhiwei was not a sorcerer; he mainly cultivated his life force and didn't know much about it. He asked, "What is it like to start?"

"The changes of heaven and earth have transformed me into... a king."

"Monkey King? Marquis? Corresponding to the Seventy-Two Pentads?"

Recalling Jiang Liu's display of the Zhou Tian Transformation technique yesterday, Zhang Zhiwei immediately thought of the essence of Feng Hou Qi Men Dun Jia: the central palace should be located within the five internal organs, using this to perceive the changes of the four seasons and six qi throughout the body, in order to control the changes in the celestial climate...

···

That night.

Zhang Zhiwei invited Jiang Liu to his bedroom, handed him the list of the sixteen who had advanced, and sighed, "The old ones aren't all dead, and the young ones are restless too."

This matchup list was compiled by me and the other ten elders. Judging by this trend, Wang Ye will definitely face Zhang Chulan.

My head is killing me!

"Then why did you call me here? You don't want me to deal with Wang Ye, do you?" Jiang Liu said, feigning suspicion. "I didn't expect you, this big, thick-browed monkey, to turn bad."

Zhang Zhiwei coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Although your Qimen Dunjia didn't originate from Feng Hou, it's roughly the same. Can you do me a favor?"

"Can't you use your special privileges for once?"

Jiang Liu rolled his eyes. "What does your Celestial Master's Mansion's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony have to do with the other Ten Elders? Where's your arrogance from your youth? If anyone disagrees, just slap them across the face, and they'll obey your orders."

Zhang Zhiwei's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "Times have changed. Besides, if this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony were just a matter for my Celestial Master's Mansion, then naturally I would have the final say. But if I were to expand it to the entire world of supernatural beings and make a decision on it with a single word, then the Celestial Master's Mansion would seem too domineering. I don't have that kind of face!"

Jiang Liu was well aware of this, but he just wanted to tease Zhang Zhiwei, so he said, "Don't worry about Wang Ye, he will take the initiative to admit defeat to Zhang Chulan."

How can you be so sure?

Zhang Zhiwei was puzzled and also somewhat annoyed by these fortune tellers.

"Go ask him yourself."

"Me, a dignified Celestial Master, personally going to find that junior Wang Ye?"

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes widened, and he cursed, "If I were fifty years younger, I really would have gone! But I'm a Celestial Master now, my status speaks for itself..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Zhiwei, you actually have an idol image to maintain." Jiang Liu's smile widened, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the bedroom door opened.

Outside the courtyard gate.

A figure passed through the archway of the courtyard wall and stepped into the courtyard. He was startled when he saw the door open. He caught sight of the two pairs of eyes, an old man and a young man, and hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and greeted the old master, saying, "Wu Dang Wang Ye greets the old master."

Zhang Zhiwei raised an eyebrow, glanced at Jiang Liu, and seeing that he was just drinking tea, he had no choice but to ask himself, "Little Wang, why are you sneaking around the door so late? Are you not comfortable sleeping in the guest room?"

"That's not the case."

Wang Ye straightened up, stepped into the room, glanced at the list, and smiled, "Old Master, I've come to help you solve your problems. I know you're having a headache over Zhuge Qing, and I'll help you deal with him."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't answer, but glanced at the composed Jiang Liu, slightly speechless, and said, "I really overthought it... Little Wang, can you really solve Zhuge Qing? Even if I were to act childish and put Zhang Lingyu back into the battle formation, I wouldn't dare to guarantee it for him."