Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

"Going down the mountain, spending money, it costs money."

"Are you going down the mountain?"

"And Lingyu."

"Are you still going to take Lingyu down the mountain?" Zhang Zhiwei's old face froze, and the ending tone of his voice rose three degrees.

Zhang Lingyu, who had been following beside him the whole time, also froze in surprise. Master wanted to take him down the mountain without telling him in advance?

"What do you want to do with Lingyu down the mountain?" Zhang Zhiwei looked suspicious at this moment. Looking at the appearance of his junior brother in front of him, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Zhang Taichu had a frank expression on his face. He turned around and faced the direction of the mountain in front where the sun was setting. He said solemnly, "I want to bring Lingyu into the mortal world to experience enlightenment. Naturally, it is for cultivation."

Zhang Zhiwei's brows trembled, and he looked at the back of his junior brother in front of him and said helplessly: "But there is still the Luotian Dajiao competition tomorrow."

Zhang Taichu turned around and grinned: "Don't worry, I have a good grasp of the time and it won't affect Lingyu's normal competition."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm in front of Zhang Zhiwei again and said sincerely: "Master, please give me some funds."

Zhang Zhiwei fell into a brief silence. He felt uneasy about his junior fellow apprentice taking Zhang Lingyu down the mountain. But then he thought about the fact that Lingyu was already his apprentice's disciple.

Zhang Taichu looked at his silent senior brother in front of him, frowned, and his smile changed, revealing a bit of sinisterness: "Hey, senior brother, do you have any unspeakable secrets? Why not let me have a good discussion with you and reach a consensus?"

That evil smile made Zhang Lingyu feel cold all over.

Zhang Tianshi's mouth twitched, and he could only shake his head in compromise. He fumbled in his arms and pulled out a gold and black card, and handed it to Zhang Taichu. "This is a card issued by the government. It records my personal information. It is also a bank card. Money will be deposited into it regularly every month."

The front half of Mount Longhu has been developed into a tourist attraction. There is also an official presence behind the Tianshi Mansion, so as a Tianshi, Zhang Zhiwei also has his own "position allowance".

Zhang Taichu took the exquisite little card and said with a bright smile: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

As he said this, he turned his head, looked at the long downhill road, waved his sleeves, and said boldly: "Lingyu, let's go!"

Zhang Lingyu was startled. Although he was confused, he would not disobey his master's order and followed him obediently.

The master and disciple walked down the mountain one after the other, and soon disappeared around the corner.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei stood there, feeling as if his own cabbages were about to be taken away along with the pot.

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at the same time.

In a guest house in the back mountain of Longhu.

A pale yellow-haired man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. There was a bloody slap mark on the corner of his mouth, and half of his face was swollen.

It was this morning that Wang Bing was slapped unconscious by Zhang Taichu.

Wang Bing was lying on the bed. Next to him was Wang Ai, who was leaning on a crutch and had a gloomy face.

Wang Ai stretched out two fingers, pressed them on the wrist of his beloved grandson, and continuously transferred pure Qi into him.

"Didn't you say it was nothing serious? How come you haven't woken up yet after fainting?" Scarfaced Lu Ci said casually. He was leaning on a chair, staring at the roof with his blood-red eye, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hmph!" Wang Ai snorted coldly, no longer showing the amiable appearance in front of everyone, and said in a low voice: "The true Qi of Zhang Taichu is strange and overbearing. It invaded the body of my great-grandson, constantly filling the meridians and wandering around, disrupting the Qi."

"If I hadn't dispelled it, I'm afraid my dear grandson wouldn't wake up for a few more days."

As Wang Ai spoke, he continued to transfer his true Qi into Wang Bing's body to help him recover.

At this time, Wang Bing, whose face was pale, trembled his eyelashes, his face shook, but he slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Ah!" Wang Bing screamed, his body suddenly raised up, with lingering fear in his eyes.

His memory still lingered on the scene where Zhang Taichu slapped him in the face.

The feeling at that time was like being locked by a killing god. It was freezing cold and I felt like I would die in the next moment!

"My dear grandson, you're awake." Wang Ai said in surprise, with a look of relief in his eyes. Wang Bing was his most precious grandson.

"Great Grandpa!" Wang Bing exclaimed and held Wang Ai's wrist with one hand, only then did he feel safe.

He gasped again, and it took him a while to calm down. Then he looked around and saw that only Lu Ci was in the room. He gritted his teeth and said, "That damn stinky Taoist priest actually dared to hurt me!"

Wang Bing said this, touching the hideous slap mark on his face with his hand. He couldn't help but grit his teeth, and then a feeling of humiliation and shame rushed into his heart. A surge of anger rose up, and he said with red eyes: "Grandfather, I want that man to die!"

"I will pull out his bones and tendons. I will slap him to death alive!"

Hearing Wang Bing's roar, Wang Ai, who had always been obedient to his grandson and fulfilled his every request, fell silent at this moment.

"Grandfather, you promised me that you would help me get revenge, right?!" A gleam of anticipation appeared in Wang Bing's narrow eyes.

His great-grandfather Wang Ai is the patriarch of the Wang family and one of the ten great men in the alien world. He is someone that no one can afford to offend!

Hearing this, Wang Ai's expression became even more complicated, and he didn't know how to start for a moment.

On the other hand, Lu Ci at the side laughed and said, "If you ask your great grandfather to go and stand up for you, he would probably give that Taoist priest a slap and make you look so miserable."

After hearing this, Wang Bing was stunned, but he turned his head to look at Lu Ci, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Lu Ci said to himself, "I'm afraid that even if I go with your great grandfather, it won't end well."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ai's old face almost wrinkled into a ball.

Chapter 22: Going Deep into the World of Mortals

After hearing Lu Ci's words, he looked at his great-grandfather's unusual expression.

Wang Bing's heart skipped a beat, and the scene when he first met Zhang Taichu suddenly emerged in his mind.

The other party really seemed to not care about his great-grandfather and Lu Ci, the two big guys, and even mocked them directly, using the words of a wild dog as an analogy!

When Wang Bing thought of this, his eyes turned red. He refused to believe it. He tightly grasped Wang Ai's arm with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "I lost face in front of all the strangers in the martial arts arena today. Can't you avenge me, great grandfather?"

"That stinky Taoist priest, is his background more powerful than my Wang family? What is his status in Longhu Mountain, and what is my status in the Wang family? I——"

Wang Bing wanted to say more, but Wang Ai raised his hand and signaled him to stop.

Wang Ai's old eyelids opened and closed, and he sighed, "My dear grandson, I can promise you anything. If you want revenge on Zhang Taichu, I can also agree to it."

"It's just that this matter needs to be considered in the long run. For now, we have to endure it."

When Wang Bing heard this, his eyes widened with disbelief, and he was not satisfied with the response from his great-grandfather.

If someone had dared to slap Wang Bing in the face in the past, it would have taken no time at all for that person's hands to be chopped off and fed to the dogs.

Why does the Wang family fear Zhang Taichu, who looks like just a young man, so much?

Even the contemporary old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei doesn't dare to be as presumptuous as Zhang Taichu today!

At this time, Lu Ci, who was leaning back in his chair, laughed at himself and said, "Want to deal with Zhang Taichu? Oh, you really dare to think about it."

"Back then, my Wang and Lu families fought so hard, but they were all killed by him."

"But he just waved his sleeves and left. Now, decades have passed, and he suddenly popped out again. Hey, his appearance hasn't changed at all."

"You were scared of him decades ago, are you going to fight him again today? If you want to get beaten, don't drag me into this."

After Lu Ci finished speaking, his face remained expressionless, and he just stared at the wood on the roof with his blood-red single eye.

When Wang Bing heard all this, his face froze and his body began to tremble visibly.

According to the meaning of Lu's old saying, that Zhang Taichu was actually from the same era as his great-grandfather Wang Ai.

Moreover, they have had grudges for a long time, and his Wang family has suffered a great loss before!

Wang was in disbelief when he heard this unknown past.

In his mind, Zhang Taichu's delicate young face resurfaced again, which made him feel absurd.

Is that Zhang Taichu really an old monster who has regained his youth?

"Great grandfather——" Wang Bing looked at Wang Ai pleadingly.

At this moment, Wang Ai, whose shortcomings were exposed by Lu Ci, looked more and more embarrassed, and his memories of the past were brought back.

After hearing his grandson's call, he finally let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice: "My dear grandson, your grandpa Lu is right, that Zhang Taichu is Zhang Zhiwei's younger brother, and also belonged to the previous generation of celestial master Zhang Jingqing." Disciple—it's really not easy to provoke."

"But there is always a way out. Times have changed and my Wang family is no longer the Wang family it once was."

"The face thrown out will definitely be taken back!"

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time flies.

The sky is getting late, and the night is gradually falling.

In the urban area of ​​YT, dozens of kilometers away from Longhu Mountain.

A yellow taxi drove through the busy streets until it stopped at an intersection.

"Two Taoist priests, the heaven and earth you are looking for is on the left hand side."

As the taxi driver spoke, he couldn't help but look up and glance at the rearview mirror inside the car, looking at the two handsome figures in the mirror.

"Okay, this Paradise on Earth is a formal place, right? I won't go if it's not formal." Zhang Taichu said happily.

"It's regular, 288, 388, 488, you won't suffer any loss." The middle-aged driver said with ease.

"Okay, thank you." Zhang Taichu nodded.

Then he pulled Zhang Lingyu, who was still confused, and opened the car door and walked out.

With a click, Zhang Taichu closed the car door casually.

He stretched, looked around at the busy intersection, sniffed the aroma of the night market stalls in the air, and curled the corners of his mouth.

A long-lost sense of familiarity came over me.

In the memory of the previous life, the impression of modern life has long been blurred.

Now thinking about it, he hasn’t seen this city night view for more than 90 years!

Thinking of this, Zhang Taichu stood quietly on the city street, feeling a little emotional for a moment.

Zhang Lingyu stood beside him, also looking at the neon-lit city landscape with curiosity. He grew up on Mount Longhu and rarely went down the mountain.

The master and apprentice stood by the side of the road.

However, the people coming and going couldn't help but look back.

Some white-collar women passing by had strange looks in their eyes and were whispering to their companions.

"Look, there is a handsome guy, or two!"

"This is cosplay, those two guys are so good looking."

"I prefer the one with the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows. He looks abstinent at first glance, which is my type."

"You still choose, I want both."

"Dream on, dreams can hold anything—"

"No, I want to take a photo of a passerby and post it on Douyin. Who in my family would understand——"

"—"

The little girls passing by discussed in low voices, turning back to look at the master and disciple from time to time, and some even took out their mobile phones, took a lot of photos of the master and disciple, and then trotted away excitedly.

In this regard.

Zhang Lingyu, who had been silent all the way, had strong doubts on her soft and handsome face, and finally couldn't help asking at this moment: "Master, disciple, where is this heaven and earth? What is the meaning of normal and irregular?" ?”

Hearing this, Zhang Taichu, who was immersed in memories, came back to his senses, coughed and said: "Today, your master wants to take you to the depths of this world to see and explore."

"You'll know in a moment. Don't worry, this is official."

After saying that, before Zhang Lingyu beside him could react, he grabbed the other's sleeve and walked towards an exquisitely decorated building in front of him. The open hall showed that it was magnificently decorated.

There are several large neon words on the wall outside the building.

Heaven and earth - bathing city!

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Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

In an antique house, Zhang Zhiwei was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes closed, meditating.

At this moment, the wooden door of the cottage was knocked, and then a respectful voice sounded outside.

"Master, in Zhengyi Temple, the roof tiles and wall bricks that were damaged by lightning during the day have been repaired." The disciple outside the door reported in a low voice.

"Yeah." The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, then opened his old eyes.