Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

If Zhang Lingyu had changed his personality, it would be acceptable for him to go to the mountain cave to peek at the beauty in the dark and windy night, but that guy is a man, and I couldn't sleep and was exhausted to peek at him, what am I?!

It's already too much to ask a stay-at-home guy to climb a mountain, but you force him to climb in the dark at night, and to climb an unconventional rock climb. You can imagine how infuriating this is.

The cruel reality has already made Lu Piao very dissatisfied, and now he is being laughed at by a little brat...

Is there still a king's law? Is there still law?

This is intolerable, what else can't be tolerated?

If Lu Piao gets angry and throws a tantrum, it's no joke!

This guy just smiled coldly at Lu Liang, which made Lu Liang scared. He scratched his head in confusion, not knowing what the third brother was going to do.

"Low-brow? You dare to say I'm low-brow?"

Lu Piao glanced indifferently at his friends one by one, put his hands behind his back, and looked as cold as ice:

"Xia He, Gong Qing, do you also think that I am inferior and that I can't travel freely in Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism, without the help of others?"

Xia He and Gong Qing were both stunned by Lv Piao's question. It was hard to say whether he was rude or not, but they just felt that Lv Piao now had the air of a domineering CEO in an internet drama. Anyway, he was quite clueless.

Lu Piao smiled with his face but not his heart:

"I'll show you what style, pattern, and high-end are!"

As he spoke, he took out a Poké Ball, but the paint job was very different from the common red and white color scheme.

Lu Liang exclaimed: "Fuck! Master Ball!"

In order to prove that he was not a loser, Lu Piao ignored Xiao Liangzi's fuss and directed the round hole of the Master Ball towards the open space beside him. A large group of colorful things twisted and flew out of the swallowing sac.

Gong Qing, Lu Liang, and Xia He were horrified. The scene before them made their eyes pop out. They almost suspected that they were being ambushed, were hallucinating, or were in an inner scene!

All I saw was a gorgeous and huge team, all of them were the same, with buns on their hair, skin as white as paper, lips as red as blood, dull eyes, two teardrop moles under their eyes, and exquisite bright red Hanfu...

A magnificent and extremely luxurious classical sedan chair with eight bearers, and a group of beautiful puppets in full dancing costumes and the thirty-six numbers of the Heavenly Gang.

The reason why they are “fully dressed for dancing” is because the Ruhuas are wearing dancer-style Hanfu, and except for Bada Ruhua who act as sedan bearers, the other Ruhuas are all holding different styles of folk musical instruments.

Lu Piao got into the sedan chair with big strides and a proud heart. The other three friends huddled together nervously, watching as things were going rapidly in an inexplicable direction.

Gong Qing, Lu Liang and Xia He, who were shocked by the scene, all swallowed their saliva.

Xia He's eyes were blurred: "I said... you can't do anything to me..."

Gong Qing was very confused: "Lv Piao, is it you who is sick or that guy surnamed Ma who is sick?"

Lu Liang was terrified: "Third brother, we don't have to make such a big fuss!"

Thirty-six beautiful girls turned their heads in unison to look at the three people. Their dull gazes and wooden reactions, along with the chilly mountain breeze blowing through their ears and their cries, brought out a great deal of eerie terror... as well as a kind of absurd and inexplicable sense of humor.

Lu Piao glanced at them, snorted coldly, and ordered:

"Get up the sedan!"

The Ruhuas worked hard and carried the sedan chair.

"play music!"

The loud music of gongs and drums suddenly rang out!

The Ruhuas were beating gongs, hitting drums, blowing suonas and playing cymbals, and the song "Shocking Waves and Sunset" echoed in the mountains at night.

The Ruhuas played music with all their might, and ran past Gong Qing and his group with long, quick steps, running briskly on the steep rocks. The most amazing thing was that the sedan chair remained stable and level the whole time.

Gong Qing continued to be extremely apprehensive:

"Is this the result of Third Brother's anger? This demon is really unique... But I have to say, the songs played by these magic machines are really beautiful!"

Xia He continued with a dazed look:

"In fact, I have always wanted a Western-style wedding, with a church, white doves, and vows of love...

But now I have changed my mind, this band is so awesome, so cool, so awesome!

As an extraordinary person, if I could wear this outfit when escorting my bride, I would be very proud in the circle!

When the day comes that Lingyu Yuanyangbi and I will be together and live together forever, I will ask Lu Piao to lend me this magic machine to help me get married!

By the way…Does a mechanical puppet have lungs and can breathe?"

Gong Qing continued to be very confused:

"Based on the bizarre exhibits at the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements Expo, it is absolutely common practice to give mechanical puppets lungs in order to make them play the suona...

I am more worried that this situation is too high-profile and will attract the Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion?"

Chapter 175: The ancestral tradition of pitting the apprentice

In Tianshi Mansion, two little Taoist boys were walking and chatting.

"Who is this? Why is he so ungrateful and playing music on the mountain at night?"

The Ruhua Dance Troupe, which was dancing wildly in the deep mountains, was too far away from the Tianshi Mansion, and the volume was very low when it came over. If the two Taoist children were not both cultivators with great achievements in Qi training and sharp ears and eyes, they would not have been able to hear the specific tune at all.

"It must be some bored tourists. They even performed this square dance on Mount Longhu. It's quite creative."

"Do you think it's possible that someone from the circle could have come to our Tianshi Mansion at night?"

"Visiting the Tianshi Mansion at night and playing music? Who would be so generous?"

The two Taoist children had already reached their destination while chatting. They stood outside the door of a single room and called out to the inside:

"Uncle Junior Master! Grand Master wants you to come over!"

Zhang Lingyu, who was meditating in the room, opened his eyes and wondered why Master Dawan called him, but he didn't think much about it. He replied with an understanding and got up and left the room.

……

When Zhang Lingyu arrived at the old Taoist priest's residence, he found that in addition to the old Taoist priest and Tian Jinzhong, Zhang Chulan, Xu Xiang and Feng Baobao were also present.

"Master, why do you want me to come here so late at night?"

When the old Taoist priest saw his young disciple bowing to him respectfully, he was not happy at all. Instead, he felt a little helpless.

It was too rigid for a master and his disciple to perform such a vulgar ritual in a private setting late at night.

This child is too law-abiding and sticks to rules and regulations. He tries hard to maintain the image of a perfect successor of the Tianshi Mansion, a perfect fellow disciple, a perfect cultivator, and a perfect disciple in front of others.

But what is perfect in the world?

The purpose of practice is to become a "better self" rather than a "perfect self".

If one of the great principles is missing, then deliberately pursuing perfection as a practitioner is like trying to catch fish in a tree!

"Achieving the Tao" means "achieving myself". Only by insisting on being myself can I keep my heart of Tao.

This last disciple disguised himself as perfect, thinking that this was what it meant to be strict with himself and keep himself clean, and he was never willing to open his heart and face himself.

The disciple's stubbornness has always troubled the old master. The old man often complains in his heart: I don't put any pressure on Lingyu, why does this kid have to put pressure on himself? What's so good about it?

The old Heavenly Master had bestowed the surname Zhang on Zhang Lingyu many years ago, and granted him the status of a high-ranking official in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, but he simply refused to teach him the art of thunder.

In fact, it was not for any complicated purpose such as testing, tempering, or warning. He was just waiting for Zhang Lingyu to speak in person and ask his master for the Five Thunders Righteousness that he deserved.

If you didn't tell me, how would I know that you "want to learn" thunder magic?

But for so many years, our Great Master Lingyu remained silent. No matter how much he longed for the thunder magic, he pretended not to care. In order to maintain the good image of an excellent disciple, he did not make any "unreasonable" requests to his master.

The whole old master is rubbing his teeth!

Facing this obtuse apprentice, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but think of what his own master did to his fellow apprentice Zhang Huaiyi. Back then, the old Taoist priest was waiting for Zhang Huaiyi to be honest with himself, and as long as Zhang Huaiyi could overcome this hurdle, he would grant him the status of a high-ranking official.

As for Zhang Lingyu, the old Taoist priest had roughly the same thoughts as his mentor did back then.

Great Master Lingyu and Big Ears have the same bad habit: they can't let go of themselves and can't face the world honestly. It's just that Zhang Huaiyi is too crooked, while his disciple is too upright.

That’s why the old Taoist priest was so happy when he found out that Zhang Lingyu was in love, especially when the object was the notorious and charming enchantress Xia He in the circle.

This child finally acted out of his own way and threw away all the rules and regulations to do something that he thought was very "out of the ordinary", but was truly in line with the identity of a young man.

Otherwise, how could the old master, a great master of his generation, invade the privacy of the younger generation without any bottom line and be so interested in the love affairs of his disciples... although he did enjoy reading those gossips.

It's really because the old master felt that his disciple showed signs of enlightenment, so he shamelessly focused on his disciple's love growth.

I can only say that I feel pity for all the masters in the world.

And tonight, Zhang Chulan's arrival made the old master feel that God was helping him.

I can only say that Big Ear is worthy of being called Big Ear. As for Big Ear's private teaching of the Heavenly Master's highest martial art, the Five Thunders Righteous Method...

If Zhang Huaiyi were still alive, the old master would definitely stretch his muscles himself to let his flexible junior brother know why the flowers are so red.

But no matter how wrong it was, it was Big Ears' fault. As for Big Ears' grandson Zhang Chulan, the old master would not only not vent his anger on him, but would also protect him as a true disciple.

Zhang Chulan, who was not qualified but mastered the Five Thunders Method, and Zhang Lingyu, who was not qualified but did not master the Five Thunders Method.

He was about to see someone who was not an orthodox descendant of the Tianshi Mansion, who was using an unorthodox thunder method to strike down a high-ranking Tianshi Mansion disciple who could not use thunder method. The old Tianshi felt sorry for his little disciple!

……

Zhang Lingyu felt that there was something wrong with the way his master looked at him. As someone who never questioned his teacher, he had no idea what that meant...

Tian Jinzhong looked at his senior brother, whose mouth was grinning from ear to ear, his small eyes full of schadenfreude. He shook his head and lamented that masters never get enough of tormenting their apprentices.

When he was young, he always complained about the Xuanmen master's love of playing tricks to deceive his disciples. You old man are much more ruthless than our master!

When a master teamed up with outsiders to bully his own apprentice, what do you think of this?

Tian Jinzhong looked at his honest nephew with sympathy: Lingyu, you have to be strong!

The old Taoist priest sat on the armchair, his eyes narrowed into two slits as he smiled, stroked his beard and said in a pleasant manner:

"Lingyu, let me get this straight. Chu Lan was not convinced by the fight this morning and wants to have another match with you. Do you agree?"

Zhang Lingyu was very confused. He didn't understand the point of Zhang Chulan challenging him.

He admitted that Zhang Chulan was very strong. Although his Qi training was still low, his tactics and strategies when fighting the enemy were unconventional and imaginative. He could be said to be a genius in practical combat and quite difficult to deal with.

But the difference in skills is so huge that they are like players of several levels apart.

Challenging the strong can certainly make you improve quickly, but after just finishing a match in the morning, you immediately start the second match in the evening. There is no time to digest and summarize in such a short time. Isn't this a bit too hasty?

Zhang Lingyu looked at his nephew and advised sincerely:

"Chu Lan, even though the martial arts performance this morning was limited to a certain extent, your organs still suffered some damage. If you want to spar with me, you can do so anytime.