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

As he spoke, he staggered and rushed forward with the monstrous Yin Thunder, but was once again torn to pieces by the Yang Five Thunders that crisscrossed the sky and the earth. He was blasted away dozens of feet and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Chulan said: "For the 812th time, Zhang Lingyu, you lose again."

This time, Zhang Lingyu lay on the ground for a long time, but he finally supported himself and stood up.

Only this time, the expression on his face was no longer like the previous 812 times, filled with solemnity, fear, and self-doubt.

He suddenly smiled, waved his tattered white sleeves in a carefree manner, and said to the Heavenly Master Zhang Chulan who was standing in the sun and looked very tall, "Zhang Chulan, you win. Perhaps you are indeed more worthy than me. Let the Master entrust Longhu Mountain to you."

Zhang Chulan, who was standing on the high platform, showed a very surprised expression.

Zhang Lingyu added: "Winning is winning, losing is losing. I have lost to you 812 times, and I may continue to lose."

"But even if I lose 1,812 times, I will still be myself. I won't change a bit. I admit my failure, but I will never lose forever..."

He spoke each word calmly, without any hint of an oath, just a normal statement. At the end, he flicked his sleeves, patted his dirty butt, turned around and walked towards the setting sun.

"After playing for so many years, it's a bit boring to think about it."

"My wife is still waiting for me."

As Zhang Lingyu spoke, his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the martial arts arena.

The next moment, Heavenly Master Zhang Chulan disappeared, the martial arts arena collapsed, and the world began to fall apart.

When Zhang Lingyu opened his eyes again, he saw Bilian's smiling face with a strange smile close before him.

The other person's face flushed red, and his cheeks were swollen. He couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing: "Wow, Uncle Lingyu! I didn't expect that I would be so awesome in your dream, haha!"

"Tianshi, I didn't expect that I would be so handsome when I was a Tianshi. I also spanked you more than 800 times, wow haha~"

Zhang Chulan, who witnessed the whole process, laughed so hard that his stomach hurt and tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhang Lingyu's mouth twitched, a gloomy look appeared on his face, and he said with a chuckle: "Zhang Chulan, you have slapped me more than 800 times in your dreams. It's not too much for me to slap you once."

As he spoke, a surge of Qi emerged from his body, and he twisted his fists with a crackling sound, giving Zhang Chulan an evil smile.

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Zhang Chulan's eyes flickered, and he realized that the situation was not good.

Then, a burst of screams and wails broke out in the courtyard.

"Brother, that's right, just hit him like this, a little to the left, and kick his butt!" Lu Linglong cheered on the side and even took out her cell phone to take a few close-ups.

After a while.

Zhang Lingyu stopped and casually lifted his hair, leaving Zhang Chulan with a big bump on his head squatting on the ground sobbing.

Zhang Lingyu, who was finally relieved of everything, happily came to Xia He to check on her condition.

He just happened to see the scene where he appeared in the other party's dream and defeated all the evil people.

“I may be born sinful and deserve to be despised by everyone, but as long as there is one person who loves me, it doesn’t matter.”

The timidity in the eyes of the little girl holding the little doll disappeared, and she became determined. She ran towards Zhang Lingyu who was coming towards her. Her thin body began to mature at this moment, and she grew long pink hair. She rushed into the arms of the person she loved.

The next moment, I woke up.

Xia He opened her eyes with residual tears in the corners of her eyes, and found herself in a warm embrace.

She raised her head in confusion and saw Zhang Lingyu's gentle smile, so she burst into tears.

"Husband, I thought I would never see you again, wuwu——"

Xia He sobbed loudly, which made Zhang Lingyu's eyes reveal heartache. He hugged her tightly in his arms and said softly: "Don't worry, I will always be with you."

The voice was not loud, but it carried a very firm force.

This made Zhang Chulan, who was squatting on the ground not far away and wailing, grin and say, "Hey, you stupid clamp uncle, can you be a little gentler to me?"

"I really envy them. I don't know when my prince charming will come." Zhi Jinhua clasped her hands together on her chest, with longing in her eyes.

Lu Linglong, who was beside her, was also deeply moved. She felt that her love brain was acting up at this moment and she could no longer control it.

Only Feng Baobao, with his big eyes full of wisdom, was not moved at all. He just felt sleepy again, but he was still mumbling: "14701, 14702, 14703..."

Inside the venue at this moment.

The only ones still in a coma were Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye. Both of them were trapped in their own inner demons and showed no signs of waking up.

-

In the boundless, white space, there is a white staircase that is neither wide nor narrow, extending towards the sky with no end in sight.

From a distance, one can see a tiny figure like an ant slowly climbing on it. When one zooms in closer, one can see that it is an old man with an aged face and a head of white hair that has dragged to the ground.

The old man was dressed in rags, with only a few strips of cloth left on his body, which were weathered by time and gradually turned into nothingness.

He has been walking for forty-six years.

During these long forty-six years, he gradually forgot his own name, the purpose of his coming here, and why he had to climb up.

But every time at this time, there is always a magical voice echoing in his mind: "Hold on, hold on, just at the end, there is what you want, my child."

"My inheritance, the supreme skill of my Zhuge family, what you want is right in front of you..."

Then he came to himself again, and relying on his increasingly shaken faith, he made his final struggle.

"Cough cough..."

The old man clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed violently twice. A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Feeling his body functions becoming increasingly aged and his brain becoming increasingly dull, he felt despair in his heart.

"I have been searching for it for many years, but why haven't I reached the end yet? Step by step, step by step, I can never see it, and I can never touch it..."

"But I am old and dying."

"Father, am I unworthy? It's because I have low qualifications that I don't deserve this Samadhi True Fire."

"My decades of hard work are actually a joke."

Zhuge Qing muttered to himself and stopped for the first time in many years. He looked at his wrinkled skin and felt his increasingly weak heartbeat. The corners of his wrinkled eyes trembled and a turbid tear appeared.

But he looked back and saw the stairs that stretched all the way down and had no end in sight. After a long time, he clenched his teeth again.

"I'm not dead yet. My ancestor said that as long as I can reach the end, I can inherit his unique skills... Yes, I just need to climb to the end of the ladder."

Coughing, he dragged his hunched body and climbed up again along the endless stairs.

Time passed, one year, two years...

He didn't know how many years had passed since his youth, until the white hair that had grown from his head covered the more than ten steps behind him, until his eyes had completely lost their luster, his body was covered with age spots, until his heart almost stopped beating, until some memories of the past all disappeared in the eternity of time.

His body's functions have reached their limits and his death is imminent.

Zhuge Qing could no longer walk and collapsed to the ground, using almost both his hands and feet to climb, little by little, towards the top of the seemingly endless stairs. After so many years, even his ancestors had abandoned him and there were no more encouraging voices in his head.

He is about to meet his own death on this road which he will never find the end of in his whole life.

Finally, his eyes went blind first, his ears still could not hear any sound, his nose could not smell any breath, and then his body began to feel cold, and his blood began to stagnate...

"I'm...really...going to die."

At the last moment, he raised his head with difficulty and tried to see with his blind eyes whether there was a fire at the end of the stairs.

Then, in the pitch black, he slowly closed his eyes, rested his head on the next step, and gradually fell asleep...

And just when he was no longer moving, the vast white space around him began to make crisp crackling sounds and gradually collapsed, as if to bury the remains of the hunchbacked old man inside, thus announcing the outcome of this battle between inner demons.

But at this moment.

A few faint golden spots appeared on the surface of the old man's already cold body, floating out from his chest and then moving to the center of his eyebrows.

In the darkness, it seemed as if thunder from the sky exploded.

Zhuge Qing found that a young Taoist priest in a navy blue Taoist robe was standing in front of him. The other party looked down at him, with a domineering aura in his golden eyes, and his whole body exuded a majestic aura.

Under such a gaze, Zhuge Qing's heart trembled, and his confused eyes immediately regained clarity. All his memories of the past returned to his mind at this moment.

Even everything that he experienced during that night in Biyou Village, during the training of his inner demons, was remembered.

So he trembled all over, knelt down in the direction of the young Taoist without hesitation, and murmured: "Master Taichu, I, I failed your expectations, I failed."

The figure of Zhang Taichu standing on the high ground laughed and walked down step by step, saying with a smile: "Warlock, Warlock, there is a word "Sorcerer" after "Warlock".

"In the final analysis, the Samadhi True Fire is really awesome. It is just a trick created for people to practice. How can it defeat you?"

"Zhuge Qing, who did you lose to?"

"Zhang Taichu" said, and walked to Zhuge Qing, gently raised his palm, and said gently: "Young man, is it time to doubt yourself?"

Zhuge Qing's eyes trembled and he said: "Master, I——"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Taichu's raised big pussy was slapped hard on his face.

There was a snap.

Crisp and sweet.

Then, Zhuge Qing felt his eyes spinning around, and the next moment he suddenly opened his eyes and found himself still lying on the long staircase that was neither wide nor narrow.

-

Outside the world of inner demons.

Zhi Jinhua looked at Wang Ye, who had just come to his senses and hit Zhuge Qing in the face with a big punch, and said nervously, "Master Wang Ye, you won't hurt Comrade Zhuge Qing by hitting him like that, will you?"

Wang Ye laughed and looked at the bubble image on Zhuge Qing's head, and said slowly: "Look, it's back to normal."

Chapter 234 Ignite the Samadhi True Fire and be rewarded with Yuanqi Crystal;

Zhuge Qing, who had just regained consciousness, lay there for a long time before he struggled to stand up. He kept recalling all his past memories, and finally froze on the words Zhang Taichu had said to him in his dream.

"Thank you so much, real man."

Zhuge Qing covered his chest with his hands, where the golden factor had floated out from before, and finally understood that the other party had left this life-saving method on him during the night in Biyou Village.

He raised his head and stared at the endless stairs with his old eyes. His previous timidity, doubt and despair all disappeared, leaving only the courage to move forward.

"I am Zhuge Qing, only 25 years old. I have practiced Wu Hou Qi Men for only four years, but I have mastered all four levels of Heaven, Earth, Man and God. In seven years, I have mastered all the Qi Men techniques of my Zhuge family."

"My father regards me as the future successor of the family. The people in the family respect me, compliment me, and call me a rare genius in the world."

"But the Three Flavors of True Fire have trapped me, and I haven't been able to obtain it for ten years."

He spoke word by word, lifted his left calf which was as thin as a piece of dry wood, stepped firmly on the next step, and continued: "I have always doubted myself. I have never been a peerless genius and I am not capable of shouldering the so-called heavy responsibility."

"Until I met Wang Ye, was defeated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, and witnessed many extraordinary skills... I became more certain that my suspicions were correct. I am not a true genius, I am not worthy of the position of the head of the family, and I am not qualified to master the family's unique skills..."

"But I was wrong."

When Zhuge Qing said this, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes burst into an unprecedented bright light. The skinny right leg that was resting on the last step was also raised up.

"All the Taoist magic and sorcery have never been admired by people."

"Although the Samadhi True Fire is powerful, it has eight unique skills and many other magical powers. I shouldn't have put you on such a high pedestal."

As he spoke, he stood on the stairs with his legs together. His hunched body suddenly straightened up at this moment. His long white hair stopped, his wrinkles faded, and his vitality returned.

Just as Zhuge Qing stood firmly, the stairs that had previously stretched to the sky with no end in sight suddenly collapsed and collapsed towards him.

Then, a ball of red flame that burned the sky and the earth floated in from the distant sky, carrying with it an extremely violent momentum, like a fire dragon looking down on the world.

Zhuge Liang, who had regained his youth, narrowed his eyes, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He then stretched out a palm to welcome the fire dragon rushing towards him, and said gently: "I should have known it earlier."

The reason why he had walked on these stairs for dozens or even hundreds of years but still could not find the end was simply because he had not walked out of the shackles in his heart.

next moment.

A surge of energy burst out from his body. With the help of his own primordial spirit, primordial qi and primordial essence as the fire, he ignited the weak but extremely dazzling Samadhi True Fire, which collided violently with the fire dragon rushing towards him from the darkness and merged together.

Rumble, rumble!

At this moment, the heaven and earth shook, the stairs under his feet collapsed, and everything disappeared.

Zhuge Qing felt the violent breath of the fire dragon lingering around him and murmured: "The Soul-Burning Soul Slayer, the True Fire of Samadhi, is finally at my disposal."

The next moment, wake up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Wang Ye's figure. The other party raised his arm, as if he was gathering strength, and it looked like he was aiming it at his cheek.

"Hey, what do you want to do!"

Zhuge Qing screamed and quickly squatted down, thus escaping the other party's big mouth, which slapped him over his head.

Wang Ye laughed after failing in one move, and then swung out a second palm strike: "Oh, it seems that you have escaped from the demon in your body and mind, but you still seem to be a little confused. I will help you wake up."