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

"Remember Master Chu's teachings!"

"Okay, nothing much, just catching up with you, go do what you need to do."

"Yes, Master Chu!"

Liu Kunsheng felt as if he had been pardoned. He glared at Deng Youfu, urging him to send him away immediately.

Deng Youfu was half confused and half helpless, and could only do as he was told.

Immediately, amidst the sound of chanting incantations, Liu Kunsheng's huge snake body, along with the monstrous demonic aura, dissipated in the martial arts field.

Deng Youfu looked helpless, his face looking like an eggplant hit by frost. He could only bow to Feng Xingtong and said, "Master Kunsheng is gone now. You win this competition."

After saying this, Deng Youfu turned around and left without stopping, leaving behind a lonely back.

"Deng Youfu vs. Feng Xingtong, Feng Xingtong wins!"

The Taoist priest from Mount Longhu who was in charge of hosting the competition spoke up and announced the result.

The course of this competition was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Feng Xingtong in the arena had a strange look on his face.

He won so easily?

-

In the spectator seats, looking at the direction where Liu Kunsheng disappeared, Zhang Taichu seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhang Lingyu, who was standing beside him, could not help but ask, "Master, why is Liu Kunsheng's attitude towards you so - uh, different?"

Zhang Taichu, immersed in memories, paused and said, "Seventy years ago, I went to the border."

"There is a disciple from the Northeastern Immortal Family who is relying on the power of the Liu Family Immortal to do evil. Although Liu Kunsheng knows that his disciple is helping others to do evil, he does not stop him."

"Later, I killed that disciple. They invited a wisp of Liu Kunsheng's spirit to come, but I also killed it by the way."

Zhang Lingyu said: "So this is why Liu Kunsheng is afraid of you, Master?"

Zhang Taichu curled his lips, shook his head and said, "Of course there are more than just these grudges. Later, I killed a lot of these shamans, and some of them were also disciples of the Liu family fairy of Liu Qun. That's how we became enemies."

"When I killed Liu Kunsheng's spirit for the last time, he threatened me directly, saying that sooner or later, he would wipe out all Taoists like me."

"So I had no choice but to go to Changbai Mountain again, and I went straight to the dragon's nest, dug out Liu Kunsheng's snake nest, and used thunder to blast him a few times, forcing his true form out. In the end, we had a few friendly exchanges."

"Beat him up and make him behave himself, and that'll be the end of it."

Zhang Taichu described the past events in a light and concise manner.

But when Zhang Lingyu heard this, his heart was filled with shock.

Liu Kunsheng's strength is naturally beyond doubt.

The snake spirit who has practiced for hundreds of years is a great immortal in the eyes of countless shaman disciples. His strength is definitely at the top level!

But his own master came to his door and used thunder magic to smash the mountain into pieces?

Thinking back to the scene just now, Liu Kunsheng's look after seeing his master, even though seventy years had passed, he was still frightened and treading on thin ice.

This shows how profound the lessons learned back then were!

More importantly, you have to know that Zhang Taichu at that time was probably only about the same age as he is now!

Thinking of this, Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but sigh, wondering what kind of person his master was back then, and how many horrific things had he done?

Chapter 30 The Past of Taichu Zhenren

It was supposed to be a striking battle between the seeded players, but it ended in a very dramatic way.

At this time, everyone in the spectator seats was talking about it, but they couldn't calm down for a long time.

However, Zhang Taichu, after reminiscing about the past with Liu Kunsheng, lazily closed his eyes and cultivated his mind.

time flies.

The next few competitions were ordinary and did not attract much attention or discussion.

Until some time later, noisy sounds gradually began to sound.

"Fuck, this Zhang Chulan, could it be that he was able to take advantage of today's battle again?"

"The Green Talisman God Shan Shitong is a popular figure in this Luotian Grand Ceremony. He even said that he would compete all the way to the end. How could he abandon the competition for no reason?"

"Damn it, it must be that bastard Zhang Chulan who is plotting something behind my back!"

"I strongly request the referee team to be fair!"

"Zhang Chulan, you bastard! You bastard!"

"Don't shake Bilian!"

For a moment, the audience seats were once again filled with noise, and everyone was angrily criticizing Zhang Chulan in the arena.

And the reason is very simple, because the opponent first advanced in yesterday's preliminary round by virtue of the sixth behavior, which was despised by everyone. In today's second competition, because the opponent failed to come to the venue, he had to muddle through another competition.

As a result, everyone in the audience seats denounced "Bu Yao Bi Lian", who had advanced to the next round not based on his own real ability.

In the spectator seats, Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan, who was standing alone in the field, waiting for the referee to announce the victory, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

A few days ago, he actually didn't like the grandson of Uncle Huaiyi.

The other party mastered the thunder method, and even the "Yang Five Thunders" which he regarded as the orthodox thunder method. However, as a disciple directly taught by the Heavenly Master, he could only practice the Yin Thunder and Water Method.

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't face himself squarely, and he even transferred this negative emotion to Zhang Chulan.

But later, after being enlightened and guided by his master several times, his obsession with this matter had dissipated a lot.

No longer vent your anger on others, but start to face yourself.

At this moment, a scattered voice sounded beside Zhang Lingyu.

"My disciple, you must remember that next time you face Zhang Chulan, don't hold back and beat him up for me."

Zhang Lingyu's brain trembled, he turned his head and saw that it was indeed his master who was speaking.

Zhang Taichu had already opened his eyes at this time, and was looking at Zhang Chulan off the court, and hummed: "The grandson of the big-eared thief really looks more and more like his grandfather, so that labor and management can't help but want to smoke it personally." he."

Zhang Lingyu looked strange after hearing this, but still said respectfully: "Lingyu understands, I will definitely not hold back."

"Yeah." Zhang Taichu nodded.

At the same time, in the martial arts arena.

Zhang Chulan, dressed in a work uniform, looked at Shan Shitong, who did not show up as expected, and then put his hands in his pockets, waiting for the referee to announce the result, recalling the scene of last night in his mind.

Just last night, Sister Baoer got a shovel from somewhere and tied up Shan Shitong to the back mountain, intending to bury him on the spot.

Fortunately, he arrived in time and took the opportunity to deal with Shan Shitong in private in a one-on-one manner, making the other party convinced to give up the game.

This is what is happening now.

Zhang Chulan collected his thoughts and looked calm. He did not care about the rebukes from the people in the audience seats around him. Everything was going as he expected.

But he couldn't help but recall the words that his master Taichu Zhenren, who refused to acknowledge him, had said to him yesterday evening.

Every word was so clear in his ears that he couldn't sleep all night. He tossed and turned with mixed emotions.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but raise his head and look for someone in the audience seats.

When he saw Zhang Taichu's appearance clearly and the other party's slightly cold eyes looking at him, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he immediately looked away, not daring to look directly at him.

His originally upright figure unconsciously bent a little, appearing a little lonely.

"Zhang Chulan vs. Shan Shitong. Shan Shitong is absent. Zhang Chulan wins!"

The Taoist priest in charge of hosting the competition announced the result and looked at Zhang Chulan with a slightly unfriendly look.

But Zhang Chulan had already lowered his head, turned around, and quietly left the place amid a chorus of curses.

Time passes.

Finally, it was Zhang Lingyu's turn to compete. His opponent was Canglong from the Lu family, a short and fat otaku who was not good at frontal combat. Naturally, there was no suspense about the outcome.

But Zhang Lingyu finally plucked up the courage and used his Yin Five Thunders for the first time in the competition.

The dark and corrosive Yin Thunder, which was about to rise up like mercury pouring down on the ground, easily defeated the opponent and caused a burst of shock and exclamations in the audience.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Taichu curled up the corners of his mouth and revealed a relieved smile.

He could feel that the Yin Five Thunders used by Zhang Lingyu this time were obviously much stronger than the last time he demonstrated it, and they had exerted some of their true power.

I think his disciple has finally let go of the heavy psychological pressure in his heart.

-

Sunset and moonrise.

Another day passed.

The day's Luotian Dajiao competition ended, some people were happy and some were lonely.

Behind Longhu Mountain, there is an open area in the dense forest.

There were piles of bonfires burning here, and many strange people gathered in groups of three or two.

They were all participants in the Luotian Dajiao. Taking advantage of the full moon night, they held a bonfire party here, admired the moon, drank wine, and got to know each other. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Near a campfire in the corner, a group of young men and women gathered here, discussing something enthusiastically.

There were the younger generation of the Lu family, Lu Linglong, a group of people from Nadutong, and Zhang Lingyu was also present.

"Master Lingyu, just tell me what your master's past was like. I'm dying of curiosity."

Lu Linglong spoke pitifully, clutching the corner of Zhang Lingyu's clothes with both hands, refusing to let go no matter what.

On her side, the younger generation of the Lu family also sat in a circle, their ears stretched out and their eyes were full of gossip.

Zhang Lingyu had a strange look on his face, shook his head and said softly: "I don't know much about Master. I have also told you what he said today about his past with the great demon Liu Kunsheng."

After hearing what Zhang Lingyu said, Lu Linglong still refused to give up. She sighed and said, "I asked my great grandfather, but he refused to say more. You also refused to say more. I don't care. You are both hiding things from me."

"Please, Master Lingyu, you are Master Taichu's disciple, just tell me."

As Lu Lingling spoke, she looked at Zhang Lingyu and blinked her big eyes, looking very pitiful.

Chapter 31: Legend of Guanshan Gorge

Listen to what Lu Linglong said.

Everyone around, whether it was the young disciples of the Lu family such as Canglong, Bai Shixue, Zhi Jinhua, or the representatives of the know-it-alls such as Xu San and Xu Si, all showed an increasingly strong curiosity in their eyes.

There were even quite a few strange people in the field who quietly took a few steps closer to the crowd, wanting to know everything about the True Man Taichu.

It's really not their fault for being gossipy, but in these two short days, Zhang Taichu has shocked them so much and left them with an indelible impression of power and mystery.

Zhang Lingyu sighed and said, "I don't know much. Before I was accepted as a disciple by Master, I was only responsible for going to Xianshui Rock in the back mountain every once in a while to deliver meals to him. This lasted for twenty years until a few days ago, when Master came out of seclusion."

Lu Linglong couldn't help but ask, "He was in seclusion for twenty years before coming out, so Master Taichu is really an old senior like my great grandfather?"

Zhang Lingyu shook his head: "More than twenty years. In fact, I'm afraid my master has been sitting in the Immortal Water Rock for seventy years."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately gasped.

"Secluded for seventy years?" Wang Ergou at the side couldn't help but interrupt, surprised: "Is there really such a person in the world who can sit alone in a cave for seventy years?"

Even the usually silent Bai Shixue opened her lips slightly while sipping her drink, and murmured to herself, "After seventy years of seclusion, he came out of seclusion one day, but his appearance has not changed. What realm has Master Taichu reached? No wonder he was able to shock Liu Kunsheng."

"Hiss~ Master Taichu looks so young. I didn't expect that he is of the same generation as my great-grandfather—" Lu Linglong exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with light.

She asked Zhang Lingyu again, "Since Master Taichu has cultivated to the point where he remains youthful and returns to his original nature, isn't that close to becoming an immortal?"

Wang Ergou also continued: "If that's the case, does that mean he has surpassed everyone in this world in terms of cultivation? Or even gone further than the old Heavenly Master?"

Hearing this, the others also held their breath.

Although he had some guesses in his mind, he still wanted to hear Zhang Lingyu's answer.

Zhang Lingyu thought for a moment after hearing this and said, "I have never seen Master display his true strength, so I don't know his realm, but the methods he occasionally used shocked me."

"Master Tiantong is a dragon and tiger master, and is equally unfathomable."

"So in my opinion, there is no definitive answer."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent again, their eyes flickering.

In fact, over the past two days, they had witnessed all the strange things that had happened after Zhang Taichu came out of seclusion, and they already had a general idea of ​​what was going on.