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

He paced his breathing, memories from earlier coming flooding back.

"Breaking through a small realm can bring about such a calamity. Junior brother, how far have you come?"

Zhang Zhiwei murmured to himself, thinking back to the scene in the evening when the other party brought Zhang Lingyu down the mountain.

I don’t know what this junior brother is up to.

What method do you plan to use to bring Lingyu into the world to practice?

There is another chapter at 6pm, and another chapter at midnight

Chapter 23: How to leave the world without entering it

"Master, are you really going to take off your robes?"

"Take it off."

"Master, do I have to take off my underwear too?"

"Take it off."

"Master, can I not take it off?"

"No, how can I get a massage if I don't take it off?"

Zhang Taichu was lying comfortably on a large soft bed. Behind him was a female technician who looked very professional. She was applying essential oil on his body and rubbing it constantly. He was humming in comfort.

On the other side, beside the big soft bed, Zhang Lingyu seemed at a loss at the moment.

The face that had always been calm in the eyes of the disciples of Longhu Mountain was now flushed and looked extremely shy.

"Hey, little brother, lie down on this bed so I can give you a massage."

A little girl in uniform spoke timidly, also too shy to look at Zhang Lingyu's face, and reached out to help him take off his outer Taoist robe.

But with another snap, her hand was gently pushed away by an invisible force, causing the little girl to rub her eyes, trying to make sure it was not an illusion.

"Master, didn't you bring your disciple down the mountain for practice?" Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but ask, his eyes looking flustered.

If Zhang Taichu had not been here, he would have fled long ago and left this so-called "heaven on earth".

"How can it not be cultivation?" Zhang Taichu half-closed his eyes and said with a satisfied look, "Does cultivation in your eyes only mean sitting alone and meditating all day? Is that cultivation?"

Zhang Lingyu listened and said without hesitation: "Of course not, but I also know that falling into the world of mortals will only make people upset and distracted. How can we talk about cultivation? Only by leaving the world of mortals can we keep peace, right?"

"But if you haven't picked it up yet, how can you let it go? If you don't understand this world, how can you leave it?"

Zhang Taichu said, and waved at Zhang Lingyu: "You don't even dare to take off your outer shell, how dare you say you are facing this world directly?"

Zhang Lingyu was stunned. At first glance, it seemed that what his master said made sense, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't understand its true meaning for a moment.

"Disciple, only by entering the world of mortals can you leave it." Zhang Taichu continued.

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and gave it a try.

With trembling hands, he untied the long belt around his waist, revealing the white fir coat underneath.

She closed her eyes again, took off her underwear with a flushed face, and then fell on the big soft bed with a plop.

Seeing this, the waiter on the side came forward and applied the prepared essential oil little by little on Zhang Lingyu's fair body.

Zhang Lingyu, who was sensing all this, closed his eyes tightly. His loose white hair covered his eyes, and his exposed face was distorted, as if he was enduring extremely painful punishment.

Zhang Taichu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was lying on the bed with a look of being tortured. The corners of his mouth curled up, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Even though the little kid was reluctant, he still did as he was told.

In fact, what he just said is not important.

The important thing is to let my disciple Zhang Lingyu take this step himself.

Face those things that he once thought were embarrassing, dirty, and difficult to break away from - to see them for what they really are.

Only by truly looking at it carefully can you make the right choice.

"Oh, it's so comfortable." Zhang Taichu muttered to himself, leaning on the soft pillow, feeling a little sleepy.

-

Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

Willow shoots on the moon.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion and fell into meditation again, opened his eyes again without knowing when.

I always feel something is not right.

He thought for a moment, then took out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve and unfolded it.

Presented on the paper was the match schedule for the tournament after the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

His eyes wandered and finally stopped at Zhuge Qing's column. After a long moment, he let out a sigh of relief.

But at this moment.

Outside the wooden door, there was a faint sense of restrained aura coming from within.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his head and looked towards the direction where the breath came from. He immediately said, "Why are you hanging around at the door so late at night?"

An old and powerful voice was heard, and the closed wooden door creaked and was pushed open.

A young man in a Taoist robe appeared with a smile on his face, his dark circles under his eyes. He raised his hand and greeted, "Good morning, old Taoist priest."

Zhang Zhiwei was a little surprised to see the newcomer: "It's Xiao Wang. It's late at night, and you're sneaking around. What are you up to?"

"Hey, I'm here to help you solve your problem." Wang Ye scratched his head.

"Oh? To solve problems?"

"Well, I came to say hello to you." Wang Ye said, looking at the battle table in the old Taoist's hand: "You don't have to worry about Zhuge Qing's matter."

"Look at this matchup schedule. He's going to be in my hands tomorrow. I will eliminate him."

"If you want to ask the Heavenly Master who leads the Zhengyi Sect to ambush a junior from the Wuhou Sect, don't do it. Don't even think about it."

"It goes without saying that it affects the reputation of the Tianshi Mansion, and even changes the fate of individuals."

"So, leave it to me."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, he looked quietly at Zhang Zhiwei in front of him.

Hearing these words, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, but he didn't expect that what he was thinking would be known by Wang Ye.

In fact, what he really wanted to do during this Luotian Grand Ceremony was to give Zhang Chulan a chance to compete for the final position of Heavenly Master.

But according to the schedule released today, Zhang Chulan has a high probability of competing against Zhuge Qing, an emerging young player, in the day after tomorrow's game.

Tonight he was hesitating and conflicted about this matter, but he never expected that a junior from Wudang would come to him and take the initiative to help him solve the problem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but sighed, "Okay, Xiao Wangye, your master, Taoist Yunlong, every time he comes to my Longhu Mountain to hang up his name, he always mentions his disciples, but when he mentions you, he always shakes his head and sighs and sucks his teeth."

"Are you sure you can handle Zhuge Qing? Even if Zhang Lingyu were to fight against him, I wouldn't dare to guarantee it for him."

Wang Ye: “Is that true?”

"Oh, then why don't you let me, an old man, try your skills first?" Zhang Zhiwei said, with a gleam in his eyes.

The next moment, Zhang Zhiwei's sitting cross-legged figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a slap that was extremely fast fell directly on Wang Ye’s head!

With a light bang, the force of the slap hit the blue bricks on the ground. Wang Ye's figure almost became a phantom. He barely avoided the slap and had already left the cabin.

His feet scraped the ground, creating dust, and he retreated to the foot of the courtyard wall.

"What a quick move." Wang Ye muttered to himself.

The next moment, a chill came from behind again!

His pupils shrank, and without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and made a seal, saying, "Luan Jin Tu!"

A strange wave spread out in an instant, slowing down the slap from the old Taoist priest behind him.

It was during this extremely short period of time that Wang Ye rolled over and appeared several feet away.

"Hu~hu——"

His chest was heaving, he was breathing heavily, beads of sweat appeared on his face. He looked at Zhang Zhiwei's figure several feet away, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

He used all his strength to wield the Golden Dancer, but was able to only freeze the old Taoist priest for a moment!

There is another chapter in the early morning

Chapter 24 Wang Ye: I got myself into trouble by fortune telling

At this moment, Wang Ye finally had a clearer understanding of the old Taoist priest's strength from his previous vague understanding.

Strong! Unfathomably strong!

"At that moment, I felt disconnected from my surroundings."

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei recalled what had just happened and felt somewhat interested in the methods displayed by Wang Ye.

"Xiao Wang, go back and have some rest. Tomorrow's competition won't be easy."

Zhang Zhiwei withdrew his thoughts, then took a step forward and slowly walked into the cabin.

But at this moment, Wang Ye, who was close to collapse, stood up and said respectfully: "Old Heavenly Master, I have one more thing to ask."

He paused as he spoke, the figure that lingered today emerging in his mind: "Master, may I ask where your junior brother, Master Taichu, is he now? The king also wants to go and visit him."

Zhang Zhiwei stopped and said calmly, "Oh? You can even figure out what I'm thinking, but can't you figure out where my junior brother is?"

Wang Ye's face was bitter. "Today, I used the True Man Taichu as my mind and cast hexagrams three times, but each time I felt my breath was disordered and my mind was shaken. It was difficult to continue. I have never encountered such a situation before."

"So I came to visit the old Heavenly Master tonight, and I also want to find the True Man Taichu and visit him in person."

Zhang Zhiwei heard this and replied, "I see. Unfortunately, my junior fellow apprentice has already gone down the mountain with his disciple Lingyu tonight."

After saying that, Zhang Zhiwei walked into the small house without looking back, flicked his white robe, and gently closed the wooden door.

The king standing in the courtyard was speechless, his eyes flickering, but he was still thinking silently.

-

Outside Longhu Mountain, YT city area.

Heaven on earth.

"Woo! Woo——"

Zhang Lingyu groaned, his face and earlobes flushed, and he was trying hard to endure the strange feeling of being pressed on his back.

On the side, Zhang Taichu looked very happy. He looked at his disciple being tortured like that, grinned, showing his big white teeth and said, "My disciple, you have practiced for so many years, how come you can't even bear this?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu raised his head from the pillow, revealing a flushed face, and said helplessly: "Master! This is different from refining Qi. If I encounter an enemy, I can use my true Qi to protect my body, but in this situation——"

Zhang Lingyu spoke incoherently, crying out in pain and burying his head in the pillow again.

"You kid, you are rejecting it in your heart, so naturally you will not feel good." Zhang Taichu said: "Just like you are rejecting the Yin Five Thunders in your heart, when you use your hands, you naturally cannot exert the power you should have."

"It's just like the person who made you lose your virginity. You clearly like him in your heart, but you force yourself not to look at him."

"When the mind and body are not in harmony, it is natural that one will feel uncomfortable."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu's body was shocked, but he was trembling slightly, and he seemed very uneasy: "Master——"

"Think about it carefully. I won't say much." Zhang Taichu said, and lowered his head again.

On the bed beside him, Zhang Lingyu was lost in thought, and the exquisite figure appeared in his mind again.

The image of the woman who had been deliberately suppressed in the depths of her heart and difficult to look at in the past, now gradually became clear.

The face that had always been hidden in the darkness gradually emerged, revealing the pink hair -

"Xia He."

Zhang Lingyu called out the name hidden deep in his mind.

Gradually, I forgot the strange pain brought by the massage and stopped screaming.

-

time flies.