From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"It's you!"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Qianhe Daoren's cheeks. He quickly put away the Five Thunder Talisman in his hand and looked at "Hua Youtan".

The latter turned around and revealed his true form, looking exactly like Jiang Liu, but he was dressed as a Taoist priest, and was none other than "Zhen Yuanzi"!

"Greetings, Chairman Jiang!"

Daoist Qianhe hurriedly bowed and paid his respects, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

"No need for formalities."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly, "Just call me Zhen Yuan Daxian."

"Uh······"

Daoist Qianhe was speechless.

Zhang Zhiwei then retorted, "You really aren't humble at all."

"Please, Jiang Liu is me, I am not Jiang Liu. I am the God of Body Rejuvenation he appointed, only inheriting a part of his personality."

Zhen Yuanzi spoke with great conviction: "The Heavenly Emperor is the brain, supremely strong and supreme; the Earthly Empress is the internal organs, supremely gentle and compassionate; and I am the God of the Elixir, who achieved this through the circulation of the body and the heavens, and am also the root of the Dao, naturally and spontaneously, with the utmost emotion and nature."

Zhang Zhiwei: "Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

Seeing that he actually responded with the "dumbfounded" method he learned from Jiang Liu, Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly, took out paper and pen from somewhere, and handed them over.

"what?"

Zhang Zhiwei was completely baffled.

“You agree with what Xiaodao said, right? Then hurry up and write it down, treat it like a treasure, lest you forget it.” Zhen Yuanzi said in a very serious tone.

Zhang Zhiwei, however, only felt a toothache and thought to himself, "Good! Good! Good! So you can actually play like this, huh?"

Seeing that he was at a loss, Zhen Yuanzi chuckled and put away his paper and pen, saying to Qianhe Daoren, "Daoist, I know your heart, and I also know that Daoist Shijian has a tendency to go astray."

Separating you two is also to prevent you from encountering any mishap.

Although Chizuru suspected that Shi Jian had other plans, she never expected that her senior brother would make a move against her. She was taken aback and said, "Zhenyuan... Guild Master, aren't you exaggerating?"

"Master Qiandao, do you know the meaning of the Udumbara flower and the Weituo flower?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in return.

In an instant.

Daoist Qianhe was stunned and murmured, "The fleeting beauty of the epiphyllum is Wei Tuo... I see."

Even so, Daoist Qianhe refused to believe that Shi Jian would harm him!

Moreover, if Shi Jian really had the intention to go astray, would it be dangerous for the latter two to be allowed to stay with Feng Tianyang and Sun Xuewu?

“There’s no need to worry too much about that. The Tomb of the Black Sheep King is treacherous. He won’t harm Feng Tianyang and Sun Xuewu until he truly finds what he’s looking for in the Earth Immortal Village,” Zhen Yuanzi reassured Qianhe. As for whether the latter believed Shi Jian would harm him—

You can find out by entering the ancient tomb of the Black Sheep King and finding the core of the Earth Immortal Village.

There was nothing we could do.

Daoist Qianhe had no choice but to agree and enter through the Dragon Gate with Zhen Yuanzi and Zhang Zhiwei.

However, countless locusts swirled around the cave entrance, densely packed and innumerable, and were forced to stay there by the golden swifts, unable to escape.

However, this also prevented Zhen Yuanzi and his group from entering directly.

"To my elder brother Zhiwei."

Zhen Yuanzi said.

"I?"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned. "Wasn't it you who used the methods of a beast master?"

"That was just an excuse for Shi Jian. If I were to really use the methods of a Beast Master, I would have to raise a swarm of locusts. You know I'm very loving towards my pets, like that Pleiades chicken. But raising a swarm of locusts... wouldn't that be ruining the crops?" Zhen Yuanzi argued vehemently.

"But I don't know the methods of a beastmaster... Do you expect me to eradicate them all?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked suspicious, wondering if he had offended Jiang Liu in some way in the past, and that was why Jiang Liu wanted to "get back at" him now.

Although Jiang Liu is broad-minded, he is also petty. Especially after he cultivated the Golden Body, he started to believe, like a Bodhisattva or Buddha, that "every drink and every bite is preordained"... Well, the final interpretation is in Jiang Liu's own hands.

Could it be because I was too tactless and called him "Mom" back then?

[Damn it! That demon mother hasn't even caused any trouble yet!]

Thinking this to himself, Zhang Zhiwei, not wanting to suffer the same fate, didn't hold back either. He condensed a ball of white lightning in his palm, about to release it, when Zhen Yuanzi stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"Aren't we supposed to eradicate them all?"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned.

"That's too much trouble. Just cast a normal golden light on yourself and throw those flying locusts and grass fairy spirits into the abyss."

The swifts outside dare not fly into the cave, ultimately because those straw-bound flying locusts contain secret medicines that can last for over a thousand years.

Simply throw those "scarecrows" off the cliff, and the swifts can fly in to hunt and devour all the insects inside...

# Chapter 1119 Wuxia Coffin Mountain (19) Exterminating Locusts is Very Easy

"Damn! How come I didn't think of this? Looks like I'm too lazy to think because you're around."

Zhang Zhiwei slapped his forehead, and as his nine orifices pulsed, a burst of golden light surged around him. Then he had a good idea: "How about we set them on fire? They're all scarecrows, we can just light them."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi stared wide-eyed at Zhang Zhiwei in disbelief, then gave him a thumbs up and said sarcastically, "You've been reading too much 'Journey to the West,' haven't you? That was written by ancient people and has the limitations of its time. Not every monster's cave can be burned down with a single fire!"

Do you really think that HM's destruction of opium was just setting a fire and burning all that opium directly?

The whole city would be high!

Master Qianhe asked in surprise, "The incense really wasn't burned?"

Bao Mei asked, "How were they sold?"

"Soak it in the seawater."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed, suddenly realizing that Taoist priests weren't all that cultured after all...

Or rather, it was those foreigners who broke down the Qing Dynasty's borders, causing earth-shattering changes throughout China. This allowed Taoists to come into contact with some novel foreign technological products, but in essence, they had little intention to imitate or learn from them and remained confined to their own little circles.

otherwise--

As for Bao Mei'er, well, she's just a girl from a remote village who can barely read or write. We can't force her to learn anything.

But what about Daoist Qianhe?

They didn't even know that burning opium involved soaking it in seawater.

As for Zhang Zhiwei—

It is estimated that after joining the Gong faction and becoming the bodyguard and secretary of the commander of the Second Division of the First Army, he learned knowledge related to the concept of "class".

"So it was seawater." Zhang Zhiwei suddenly realized. With the golden light emanating from him, he ignored the thousands of locusts that were hitting and biting him, walked into the cave, pulled up the scarecrows one by one, and threw them into the bottomless canyon.

Once all the locusts and grasshoppers had been cleared away, the golden swifts that had been soaring in the air and had not yet eaten their fill could no longer smell the medicinal scent. They transformed into a black waterfall, or a long dragon, and roared in, burrowing into the cave. They devoured the locusts one by one, not caring whether the serrated teeth on their hind legs would tear their esophagus. They ate with great relish.

Another group of swifts held the locusts they caught in their mouths without swallowing them, and flew back to their nests to feed the hungry baby swifts whose eyes were not yet open.

In just ten minutes, the millions of locusts in the cave had been completely devoured, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Poor Zhang Zhiwei, during this process he was also covered by a flock of swallows, who devoured the locusts that were clinging to the golden light on his body.

Once all the golden swifts had flown out of the cave, Zhang Zhiwei had vanished without a trace, leaving only a pillar of white and gray bird droppings as tall as a person.

The pillar split open from top to bottom, revealing Zhang Zhiwei, who was completely free of bird droppings. Looking at the nearly five-centimeter-thick layer of bird droppings on the ground, he felt nauseous. Pinching his nose, he complained to Zhen Yuanzi, "What a terrible idea! The locusts were all eaten, but the bird droppings are piled up enough to pave a road!"

Because birds have straight intestines, their droppings often contain undigested locust remains, which, combined with the foul stench, contribute to the problem.

Even if you cover your nose, it's still—

"vomit!"

Bao Mei couldn't take it anymore. She squatted down, covered her mouth, but still couldn't help vomiting a glob of vomit into the abyss.

Even the Thousand Crane Daoist felt somewhat nauseous.

"Brother Zhiwei, why don't you unleash your golden light again, push aside the bird droppings, and clear a path for us to walk on?"

Zhen Yuanzi is a deity inhabiting Jiang Liu's body. His five senses and six senses are in a Schrödinger's cat state in terms of their judgment of reality. That is, he can only smell, odor, and see things if he wants to. If he doesn't want to, even if the stench is so strong that it can kill people, he can't smell a trace of it, and such filth can't even touch him.

However, Qianhe and Baomei cannot ignore reality.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei needs to work harder.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhang Zhiwei said "good" three times in a row, while cursing, "Following you, I've really had a lot of bad luck. All that golden light of mine is either used to attract insects or to push dung."

"Don't say that. True kung fu can be practiced, used in combat, and applied to all aspects of life and work."

Zhen Yuanzi explained his cultivation philosophy, then changed the subject abruptly, appearing like a ghost beside Zhang Zhiwei. He put his arm around Zhang's shoulder and said with a smile, "Besides, you are now the 'Marshal Tianpeng,' so treating this as a rare opportunity and clearing it out would be a great act of merit!"

"I regret it..."

Zhang Zhiwei was on the verge of tears.

"What are you regretting? Joining the Gong faction? Or going to my Confucian Society? Or perhaps following Shi Jian all the way?"

Zhen Yuanzi gestured with his fingers.

"I regret not bringing my good junior brother along."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and had no choice but to spread the golden light around his body, turning it into a thin golden membrane. As he walked, he pushed the membrane, pushing all the bird droppings on the ground and walls deeper into the cave.

When the bird droppings were pushed aside, the stench from underneath immediately filled the air, but fortunately, the golden light blocked the smell, so the odor was much less intense than before.

Daoist Qianhe and Baomei hurriedly followed, not daring to fall behind.

This cave leads directly into the mountainside of Coffin Gorge. The further you go in, the dimmer it gets. Fortunately, the Golden Light Mantra itself emits light, which is enough to make it possible to see the path ahead.

After walking for about 100 meters, the bird droppings on the outside of the golden film had piled up to a height of more than two meters, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

But as long as Zhen Yuanzi didn't call a halt, no matter how much bird droppings piled up in front of him, Zhang Zhiwei didn't stop. He kept increasing the amount of Qi he transformed into golden light, gradually strengthening his own power so that he could push away all the bird droppings in the cave.

As they went deeper, the golden light Zhang Zhiwei unleashed grew stronger and stronger. In the end, he even used an unfinished technique, making himself radiant with light and thunder within. The membrane was no longer golden; instead, it became colorless and transparent, just like the transparent light of day.

This "Golden Light Mantra" was a state that Daoist Qianhe had never seen before, but he felt an unusual warmth.