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

Until he actually stepped into the back mountain, his heart skipped a beat. He raised his head as if he sensed something and looked towards Zhengyi Temple, at a certain place among the densely packed houses.

"That is-what happened?" Zhang Taichu muttered to himself, his mind completely clear.

Somewhere in the dark, a thought emerged in his mind.

Why not go and have a look!

So, in the dark of night, he carried his disciple Zhang Lingyu back to the house.

Zhang Taichu walked out of the courtyard again, took a step towards the direction that gave him a strange feeling, and walked until he stopped in front of a small house.

Faintly, a smell of blood came out from the gap.

Zhang Taichu frowned, waved his sleeves, and tore the wooden door open.

The next moment, a pale face appeared before his eyes!

He was a young Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged, seemingly lost in meditation, not moving at all.

The strange thing is that the little Taoist priest was bleeding from all seven orifices, his whole body was covered with blood stains, his face was bloodless, his eyes were closed tightly, and even his breathing became like a free thread.

Zhang Taichu had some impression of this person.

This evening, when he went to find Zhang Zhiwei and scolded Zhang Chulan, the other party was also present.

"It's you who gave me that strange feeling?"

Zhang Taichu whispered, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and walked directly into the hut, bending down in front of the young Taoist to observe the situation.

"The Qi is disordered, rushing around in the meridians, and it seems that the soul is distracted, which leads to all this."

Zhang Taichu thought about it, stretched out two fingers, and gently tapped the other person's forehead, activating the Xuantian Qi method to transfer a wisp of light golden true Qi into his body.

The true Qi that he had forged through the Xuantian Qi method was unique and far more pure and domineering than that of ordinary extraordinary people. At this moment, it penetrated into the other person's body, helping to sort out the Qi and suppress the true Qi that was rushing around in his body.

After doing all this, Zhang Taichu had another thought, and used his own domineering true Qi to drive out the other person's Qi, flowing along the meridians, leading to the major acupoint on the top of the skull, and flowing into the Niwan Palace.

The next moment, the young Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged had his eyelids twitching, but he reacted as if he had come back to life.

Then, the other party suddenly opened his eyes again.

With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

When the spraying blood got an inch close to Zhang Taichu, it seemed to be blocked by some invisible barrier and could not be contaminated.

After spitting out blood, the young Taoist priest showed horror on his face, his chest heaving, and he was gasping for breath. He still couldn't recover for a while.

In response to this, Zhang Taichu frowned, looked at the little Taoist priest who had finally woken up, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why have you become like this?"

The young Taoist came back to his senses after hearing these words. Looking at Zhang Taichu in front of him, his eyes flickered. Then he struggled to stand up, bowed and said, "King of Wudang, I pay my respects to Master Taichu."

"From the Wudang Sect?" Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Wang Ye answered respectfully. His face had regained some color, but he was still frightened. He was even more grateful to Zhang Taichu and said, "If it weren't for the help of Master, I would have been lost in that inner world forever and would never be able to escape."

Zhang Taichu said, "Explain to me the whole story."

When Wang Ye heard this, his face was bitter, and he told Zhang Taichu everything that happened tonight.

He also told the reasons and consequences of his visit to the Luotian Grand Ceremony without reservation.

In fact.

After experiencing the sudden change in the interior.

At this moment, Zhang Taichu appeared in his mind and had surpassed the old Heavenly Master and everyone else in this world, becoming the most mysterious existence!

He never expected that, being a Zhang Taichu in the inner scene would almost cost him his life!

When he thought of this, even though he had always been a bit casual, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Listening to Wang Ye's explanation, Zhang Taichu's frown gradually relaxed, and finally a strange look appeared on his face: "You mean, you told me a fortune, and I became half-dead."

Wang Ye scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Indeed."

"Oh, so my strange feeling was also caused by this?"

Zhang Taichu murmured to himself, guessing that maybe it was because of practicing the strange Xuantian Qi Fa that his perception became sharp and he had developed some kind of sensory ability?

At this time, Wang also bowed his head and said respectfully: "I already know that the predecessor is also an old man who survived from the past era. I believe he experienced the Jiashen Rebellion."

“Although the unrest has ended, its impact continues to this day.”

"I became attached to this place because of my practice of Fenghou Qimen, so I came to this Luotian Dajiao."

"I met you for the first time today. In the evening, I saw you scolding Zhang Chulan. Out of curiosity, I made a rash guess based on the hexagrams. That's why I ended up like this."

Listening to Wang Ye's explanation, Zhang Taichu nodded gently, "You are a thoughtful little kid. You were born in this era, but you are still entangled in the past."

Wang Ye said worriedly: "Since I have practiced Fenghou Qimen, I naturally cannot escape."

"Zhang Chulan came here to seek the truth. I once predicted that his move could possibly trigger the second Jiashen Rebellion!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Taichu turned around and looked at the bright moon hanging high outside the door.

He was silent, then he said softly: "Now that I have come out of seclusion, there will be no second Jiashen Rebellion in this alien world."

Chapter 27 Please welcome the immortal master Liu Kunsheng!

Now that I have left the country, there will never be another Jiashen Rebellion!

Listening to Zhang Taichu's arrogant and overbearing words, Wang Ye did not have any doubts in his heart.

He faced Zhang Taichu, who had his back to him, and bowed again: "Since Senior said so, I believe it!"

"Yes." Zhang Taichu agreed gently, turned around, looked at Wang Ye and said: "I felt something tonight, so I came to rescue you. How do you feel now? Are you okay?"

Wang also sensed his own state and said gratefully: "I was previously in the inner scene, and my soul was trapped, causing my breath to become disordered and I couldn't control myself."

"Fortunately, the senior rescued me. Now my Qi has calmed down. The trauma on my soul can be repaired after a few days of rest. I don't have too many problems."

"Wang Ye, thank you again, Master Taichu."

Hearing this, Zhang Taichu nodded, with some emotion in his eyes, "Don't be grateful. Speaking of which, I still owe you Wudang a favor. I will visit you again if I have the chance in the future."

"But, Xiao Wang, don't count me in the inner scene in the future, otherwise if something goes wrong next time, there is no guarantee that someone will come to save you."

Wang Ye shook his head bitterly: "Senior is mysterious, I dare not calculate anything anymore."

Wang Ye paused, but finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior, I know I can't figure it out, so can you please tell me in person what happened in the past?"

Zhang Taichu smiled happily: "Do you really want to know?"

Wang Ye nodded, with strong curiosity in his eyes.

Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I can, but please do me a small favor."

Wang Ye's face froze, and he was a little confused. He thought, with Master Taichu's profound cultivation level, how could he be of help?

Zhang Taichu curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Under the moonlight night.

The two had a long talk.

Zhang Taichu did not leave until the bright moon moved westward and dawn appeared in the sky.

Wang Ye stood at the door of the cottage and bowed to bid farewell to Zhang Taichu.

Recalling the previous conversation, he now knew the truth of the past, and when he looked at the other person's departing back, he was filled with admiration!

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Longhu Mountain, martial arts training ground.

The competition on the second day of Luotian Dajiao arrived as scheduled.

It was not until the middle of the first match that Zhang Taichu led Zhang Lingyu to the martial arts performance.

He walked leisurely in front, whistling, and seemed free and at ease. He found a seat in the audience seats and sat down.

However, Zhang Lingyu, who was standing behind him, still had a faint blush on her fair face, and her long white hair was a little messy, and she smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

After a night of hangover, he was pushed and shaken awake by his master. He had mostly lost his memory of what happened last night after he got drunk.

But in the blur, I still remember some fragments.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but clench his palms, and his face became even redder, but he could only force himself to suppress his thoughts temporarily and concentrate on the game.

at the same time.

The moment the two appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of many people present.

The strange people from various sects didn't even care about the ongoing battle in the field, but secretly cast their eyes on Zhang Taichu.

They can be said to still remember the mysterious Taoist who appeared yesterday.

The old master's junior brother who had not appeared for many years scolded the ten masters in person. He looked young but was suspected to be a hundred-year-old monster. He could bring about a terrifying thunder tribulation by breaking through a realm at will.

Any single one of these would be enough to horrify them.

And all these things are concentrated on one person!

It can be said that in the hearts of all the extraordinary people who participated in this Luotian Grand Ceremony, Zhang Taichu surpassed all the seeded players and high-ranking masters and became the most impressive person in their memories!

What's more, he has been passing this news to his family, hoping to dig out more information about Zhang Taichu, but there has been no response in a short period of time.

Zhang Taichu seemed to be unconcerned about the invisible gazes cast at him from all around the audience seats. He leaned back in his chair, half-closed his eyes, and paid no attention to the competition going on in the battlefield.

Last night he brought Lingyu down the mountain to practice for a while. After going back up the mountain, he went to Wang Ye's house and made some noise, and did not sleep all night.

After dawn, he woke up the hungover Zhang Lingyu and followed him to the martial arts arena to take a look.

At this moment, it was not Zhang Lingyu's turn to go on stage yet. He just lowered his head indifferently and closed his eyes to rest.

In another seat not far away.

The place where the old Taoist priest and others are.

Looking at his junior brother and Zhang Lingyu who arrived slowly, he especially noticed that the blush on Zhang Lingyu's face had not yet faded.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, feeling an indescribable weirdness in his heart, and couldn't help but wonder where on earth did they go to practice last night?

Lu Jin and Feng Zhenghao on the side also couldn't help but look at Zhang Taichu silently.

Time passed and several rounds of games passed.

But finally, there is an eye-catching game to be held.

Both sides of the war have their own backgrounds.

One is Feng Xingtong, the son of Feng Zhenghao, one of the Ten Lords.

One is the descendant of the Northeastern Shaman family, Deng Youfu.

The two seeded players were arranged to compete against each other, and this competition attracted the attention of many people.

"Mr. Feng, it's your son Xiaotong's turn to play in this game. How is it? How do you feel?" Lu Jin joked to Feng Zhenghao beside him.

"Don't call me that, old man. Just call me Feng Zhenghao." Feng Zhenghao smiled and shook his head: "I don't expect this kid to give me any face."

But having said that, there was no worry in his eyes.

Feng Zhenghao knew in his heart that this competition was probably the least stressful one for his son Feng Xingtong.

Because the so-called disciples among the Northeastern Shamans fight with the help of the powerful elves.

However, the skill of summoning spirits and sending generals inherited from his Feng family can suppress the spirits and souls of the world and use them for his own purposes!

At this time, in the arena.

Deng Youfu, wearing a suit, slicked back hair and gold-rimmed glasses.

After he forced Feng Xingtong back with one punch, he shook his fist and planned to summon his guardian deity.

"Feng Xingtong, I've heard that your family has a secret technique called Soul Confinement and General Commandment, which can control several spirits at the same time. After seeing it today, I find that there is indeed some trick to it."

"We, the brothers from the Northeast, are different from you. We will only cooperate with one person in our lifetime, and we may even devote several generations of effort and life to this!"

"Then next, I will show you this person who has served me for many years!"

As Deng Youfu spoke, his aura changed, and suddenly, a black aura emerged, lingering around his body.

He clasped his hands together and chanted, "I, the third-generation disciple of the Deng family, Ma Youfu - I invite Master Liu Kunsheng from Changbai Mountain to possess me!"