From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Who cares who he is, take this!"

Zhong Su roared, his fingertips crackling with blue lightning, carrying immense force, ionizing the air wherever he went.

Faced with such thunder, Jiang Liu did not try to withstand it head-on. Instead, he grabbed Lu Jin and Duanmu Ying from the left and right, and leaped into the air. There, he saw the toad-shaped Xiaofeng open its mouth and blow out a gust of wind.

A gentle breeze!

Poems as proof:

A myriad of breaths hiss as the sky clears, a thousand mountains bow in reverence to the howling wind. Suddenly, the azure sky cleaves open, a hundred birds are tossed about and fall into the dust. Trees are uprooted as easily as withered grass, sea waves are rolled up like white silk. City flags are ripped to shreds, roads and vehicles transform into whirlwinds.

Who says the demonic toad is heartless? Let it roar across the universe, let it be proud!

Seeing this, Jiang Liu chuckled and blew a breath towards the southeast, creating a refreshing breeze, as evidenced by the poem:

Cultivating the primordial Qi, one observes inwardly with ease and outwardly with sound. The celestial cycle revolves, calling upon the Xun position, perfecting the flow of Qi through life and nature. Thunderclaps shatter jade into three thousand dusts, silk tears through twelve towers of clouds. Startling heaven and earth, disrupting the universe, one roams the vast world, floating with the waves.

Don't say that people are born without good fortune; they are born with a banana tree in their bosom!

Having cultivated inner peace and freedom, the wind blowing from the river became three times stronger. His life force was perfectly integrated, circulating through his lungs once a cycle, governing the qi in his lungs. When he exhaled, it was vast and mighty. In no time, it broke through the howling wind, blowing the toad upside down into the sky, turning it into a celestial star, and it disappeared without a trace.

[This power!]

Jiang Liu was also surprised by the power of the breath he had exhaled.

Even if he were to achieve inner peace and transform his lungs into a banana leaf fan, capable of blowing out a whirlwind with a single breath, it shouldn't possess such immense power.

unless···

Jiang Liu sensed the surrounding energy and suddenly opened his eyes, a bead of sweat appearing on his cheek, his heart pounding with fear!

The celestial energy system of this Earth is continuous and interconnected. There have been no events similar to "Gonggong's wrathful collision with Buzhou Mountain" or "Nuwa mending the sky." Since the establishment of the celestial energy cycle in ancient times, it has never been interrupted, covering the entire Earth—likely because the energy system established by the ancient inhabitants of this world was not based on a pillar of the celestial sphere, but rather…

The Earth itself!

The Earth's core is considered the dantian (energy center), the mantle the meridians, and the crust the framework, thus constructing a vast energy field.

In this way, no matter how the environment of this layer of the Earth's crust changes, or even due to plate drift caused by geological movements, the foundation of this energy pattern can never be destroyed.

The same reason.

Within the Earth in this spacetime, there must reside a peculiar space, and due to the Earth's size, this space may contain countless different dimensions.

only--

Looking at the nearby skyscrapers and the deer park at his feet, Jiang Liu wondered how humankind could have developed modern civilization in such a world.

Logically speaking, shouldn't humans be pursuing paths like magic and qi cultivation?

As Jiang Liu was pondering, he caught a glimpse of Basha, whose size was not much different from Gonggong's, shooting a water cannon at him. He quickly snapped back to his senses, took another breath, and then drew out a bit of fire energy from his body, pierced through his lungs, and spat it out.

A pillar of fire spewed from its mouth, blazing fiercely and uprightly. The scorching heat vaporized the evil and malevolent water, covering Basha. She screamed in pain, dissipated into mist, and disappeared underground without a trace.

Two of the seven demons have already fled.

As the demon Ximu spread his wings and took flight, Jiang Liu also leaped and soared, his speed surpassing Ximu's by a factor of three. He used his leg to deliver a powerful kick to Ximu's back.

call out--

boom!

Just once!

Ximu crashed to the ground, its wings twisted, and it would be unable to fly again for a while.

Afterwards, Jiang Liu used the Dragon and Snake Transformation technique to draw the shape of a dragon and snake, sending Lu Jin and Duanmu Ying to the ground.

He then reached out and touched his storage ring, took out the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Iron, and swept it horizontally, creating a thousand layers of force that sent the newly risen Bo Gang flying into the nearby river, splashing up a hundred-meter-high wave.

The seven great demons: Xiaofeng vanished without a trace, Basha escaped, Ximu lost his wings, and Bo Gang plunged into the sea. Of the remaining three, Di Kui dug underground, Zhou Lan ascended to heaven, and Zhong Su—

Far from the river, I kept running.

The broken-winged Ximu also recovered at this moment, flapped its wings, flew into the sky, and escaped.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu did not pursue them. He landed slowly and walked towards Chen Long and his group, wanting to inquire about the specific situation of this realm.

"The great immortal god!"

The old man hurried forward, his face beaming with smiles. "I never imagined that I would be able to meet a living, immortal god in my lifetime! It is truly an honor!"

After saying that, he turned to Chen Long and said, "Chen Long, what are you standing there for? Take off your armor and take a picture of your old man and this young immortal god!"

Chen Long: "..."

After the little incident, Jiang Liu, Lu Jin, Duanmu Ying, Chen Long, Xiao Yu, Old Man, Tru and others got into the same van and headed to Xiao Yu's house.

"Is this China?"

Lu Jin asked, "Which province?"

"Of course! This is Hong Kong, China!"

Xiaoyu excitedly introduced, "My hometown! Actually, I've been adventuring all over the world for the past year, and I've also been studying in the United States... But I finally managed to return to Hong Kong because of the Holy Lord incident, so naturally I have to go see my parents. You can come along too, my new friends."

"no problem."

Duanmu Ying immediately agreed, and then patted Xiaoyu's head, asking, "Little sister, how old are you this year? Are you six years old yet?"

"Hey, I'm already eleven!"

Xiaoyu corrected her.

"eleven?"

Lu Jin exclaimed in surprise, looking Xiao Yu up and down, and said, "Brother Jiang, you're only eleven years old and about one meter tall. Isn't that a bit... underdeveloped? I was already 1.3 meters tall when I was eleven."

Strictly speaking, she is only 91 centimeters tall.

Jiang Liu corrected him.

Xiaoyu's face immediately fell. Her height had always been a sore point for her, especially since the legendary "immortal god" had accurately revealed her exact height.

"I'm sorry, I was a bit too blunt."

Jiang Liu scratched Xiaoyu's head. "If you're willing, I can teach you how to do your homework."

Although I haven't had a formal academic education, I'm fairly proficient in English, Chinese, French, biology, medicine, mathematics, physics, and so on.

"Even immortal gods need to learn? I thought you were going to teach me kung fu!"

Speaking of kung fu, Xiaoyu actually started to demonstrate with her fists, shouting "Hoo hoo ha hey!" There was a faint flow of qi between her punches. It was because she couldn't calm her mind that she couldn't truly sense the flow of qi in her body. "By the way, why can you fly?"

Was some kind of magic used?

I didn't see any of the magic tools you used.

My father said that even immortal gods need divine artifacts to seal demons... When you cast your spell, it seems you don't need that big stick?"

"Xiaoyu, you talk too much."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Chen Long turned around and reprimanded him.

"It's alright, Mr. Chen Long."

Jiang Liu smiled, raised a finger, and a faint wisp of Qi appeared. "Strictly speaking, my previous abilities such as flying, breathing wind, and breathing fire cannot be considered magic. Rather, they were Qi cultivation, which involved mobilizing the Qi within the body, processing it into supernatural spells, and then releasing them."

"Cool~"

Xiaoyu reached out to grab the Qi on Jiang Liu's fingers, but found nothing.

"Qi, though seemingly tangible and substantial, is like a flame. In essence, it is a form of energy. Before being processed into elemental energies such as water, fire, and wind, it is invisible, intangible, and intangible to the naked eye..."

# Chapter 795 Yin-Yang Balance and Bugs

"Qi? Is it the same as the 'qi' that Uncle Jackie Chan talked about when he taught me kung fu?"

Xiaoyu was curious.

"It should be the same one. I can sense the Qi within you and your Uncle Long. In fact, you two both have very good talents, but it seems that neither of you has a real method for refining Qi?"

This is also the strangest thing about Jiang Liu. The Zhouqi pattern of this world has always existed, but the path of cultivation seems to be somewhat backward.

Do not!

It's not that we're backward!

Previously, Chen Long was wearing a full set of yellow armor, indicating considerable combat strength, while his father held a pufferfish and a lizard, both connected to the Qi within his body...

Is it simply that there is no method for cultivating one's inner life force?

Methods of using external objects to exert power, such as weapon crafting and alchemy, seem to be more advanced, while in the realm of self-cultivation—

It only has kung fu and fighting techniques.

It can only cultivate a sense of Qi, but it cannot efficiently and conveniently mobilize the Qi within the body.

This is a bizarre world.

However, considering that the Zhou Weather Bureau was still able to define "science" and develop modern technology, Jiang Liu understood...

No wonder!

There must be something very wrong with this world!

"Dad?"

Xiaoyu looked at her father beside her.

"Don't ask me, Xiaoyu. Your father isn't an expert; there are things he doesn't know, let alone the cultivation path of the immortal gods." The old man chuckled, then asked Jiang Liu, "May I ask where the immortal gods come from?"

"Earth, another Earth."

Seeing that his father was upright and trustworthy, Jiang Liu took out the Hetu Luoshu under the surprised gazes of Lu Jin and Duanmu Ying, opened the first gold page and the first black page, and explained to him, "We are actually time travelers."

This book is what I crafted, and it's also our tool for traveling through time and space, allowing us to experience the scenery of different worlds...

To be honest, the Earth you live on is a bit peculiar, as there are actually beings whose qi has become sentient and taken on physical form.

It looks like a demon.

But it also gave me a sense of sacredness... Could you tell me about their origins?