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

"Hello, is this Xiao Zhao? It's me, Zhang Taichu."

"I need you to do something. Please lend me your omnipotent power to help me find Xia He... Yes, that is Xia He, one of the four most arrogant people in Quanxing, the Bone Scraper."

"She is now my apprentice's wife, so don't let anything happen to her. That's what I said. And Yaoxing Society, you also need to investigate..."

After that, under Zhao Fangxu's repeated assurances, Zhang Taichu finally hung up the phone, then dialed another number and said lightly: "Hello, is this President Feng?"

"I have something for you to do. My disciple Zhang Lingyu's wife Xia He is missing..."

In no time.

After notifying the two bosses, Zhang Taichu put his phone away and sighed, "Alas, my apprentice's love life is indeed bumpy. I wanted to get him married as soon as possible when I returned to the mountain, but the bride ran away."

"Well, I'll just kick him off the mountain this time. It'll be considered a training exercise."

"By the way, fellow brothers, do you know the origin of the Yaoxing Society?"

Hearing Zhang Taichu's doubts, Zhang Zhiwei recalled in his mind, and then slowly said: "I don't know much about this organization. I only knew that it was a folk group of aliens. It seems to be a journalist organization that accepts help from aliens and helps collect information and consultation."

"But now it seems that it may not be as simple as it seems."

Tian Jinzhong on the side also spoke up at this time: "Let's put it this way, during the time you were down the mountain, a reporter claiming to be from Yaoxing Society came to our Zhengyi Temple, but he just interviewed some random people."

"Perhaps at that time, they had contact with the Xia He doll."

Hearing this, Zhang Taichu nodded slightly and said thoughtfully: "During the years I have been in seclusion, the alien world has developed very fast, and there are so many different societies."

"But I have already contacted Nadutong and Tianxiahui. With these two spies, I think we can calm the situation and make Yaoxing Society behave itself."

Chapter 171: Lord Yama: What is that thing flashing at the door?

After driving his apprentice down the mountain and notifying the Tianxiahui and Nadu, Zhang Taichu thought for a while, said hello to his two senior brothers, and went alone to the cellar where Lu Liang was trapped.

It was already early July, but when he walked down the narrow wooden stairs to the bottom of the cellar, he could feel a cool breeze blowing towards him.

At the end of the dark passage, there were weak screams and the sound of whips hitting flesh.

"You arrived just in time, just in time to see this kid getting whipped."

Zhang Taichu looked around and thought that this was indeed the most depressing environment he could find in Longhu Mountain.

Being locked up in this cellar for several months or half a year, I think most people would not be able to endure such a torture, let alone a little kid like Lu Liang who was beaten every day.

As he thought about it, he walked forward. Soon, after turning a corner, he saw the situation inside.

At the end of the cellar is a room of medium size, paved with stones. It was originally used to store farm products and sundries, but now it has been converted into a prison.

There was a row of standing wooden stakes that divided the already narrow and cramped stone house into two smaller parts. Inside, against the wall, in an area less than two square meters, there was a wooden bench. On the bench sat Lu Liang, whose limbs had been cut off.

His neck was locked with an iron chain, and in front of him stood the gray-haired Dong Ying, who kept swinging the long cowhide whip in his hand, whipping him.

Although Dong Ying was short in stature, the slender whip in his hand was extremely powerful. There was a faint layer of Qi on the surface of the whip. Every time it hit Lu Liang, a blood-red whip mark would appear on his body. The Qi penetrated through the epidermis into the flesh, bringing an even more sour and painful feeling.

Treated like this, Lu Liang was already covered in bruises, looking like a doll made of blood mud. Although he had tried to restrain himself, he still couldn't help but raise his head and let out an indistinct scream.

“Woo woo woo… woo woo!”

Lu Liang's eyes rolled back and his whole body was shaking. Every time he was whipped, he would twitch violently, but the amplitude of the twitching became smaller and smaller as time passed.

He was no longer able to struggle.

Dong Ying, who was carrying out his daily whipping task, immediately stopped when he noticed Zhang Taichu had arrived. He held the whip in his hand, bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Dong Ying, hello to Uncle Master."

During this brief period of time, Lu Liang gasped for breath and looked with difficulty at the two people not far away, appearing a little unconscious.

This was the second living person he had seen in the past half month, besides Dong Ying. However, when he confirmed that the other person was Zhang Taichu, his heart skipped a beat and a strong sense of fear emerged in his heart.

On the night when Quan Xing caused chaos in Mount Longhu, it was the thunder talisman left by the other party that killed Gong Qing instantly and seriously injured him. His words also determined his fate at the moment, making him a ridiculous doll that endured bloody abuse all day long in this dark cellar.

On the other side, Zhang Taichu just glanced at Lu Liang, then waved to Dong Ying and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, just continue."

Dong Ying nodded respectfully, then turned around and swung the small whip in his hand, continuing to whip Lu Liang.

Zhang Taichu pulled a wooden stool over and sat down, and noticed the bowl of steaming dragon beard noodles placed in the corner.

The lashing against Lu Liang did not last long.

Dong Ying didn't stop until he passed out from the beating. He then took out a special healing medicine made in Longhu Mountain from his arms.

This medicine can quickly heal internal and external injuries of the human body. It will take less than half a day for the wound to scab over and grow new granulation tissue. The only drawback is that it will make people feel extremely intense pain, which is several times more painful than applying pepper water to the wound.

Dong Ying had an expressionless face as he poured the entire bottle of healing medicine onto Lu Liang's body. The medicine flowed into the thousands of wounds that were left on his body.

So in the next moment.

Lu Liang suddenly opened his eyes wide, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, and let out an extremely shrill howl.

"Ahhhhh!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and a weak blue Qi burst out from the Dantian, the Qi sea in his body that was almost exhausted. However, it seemed to be there and not there, and he could not perform any complete moves. He could only endure the pain.

The next moment, he fainted from the pain again, but after just two breaths, he woke up from the pain again.

This went on over and over again, driven by the extreme pain, jumping back and forth between consciousness and unconsciousness, like a computer that was constantly turning on and off.

Zhang Taichu, who saw all this, not only did not have any pity, but the corners of his mouth curled up, thinking it was a bit funny. He thought, if there is an underworld in this world, would the King of Hell be surprised to see Lu Liang constantly flashing outside the palace gate?

Soon, another half hour passed.

After Lu Liang fainted from the pain for the last time, Dong Ying picked up the cold dragon beard noodles from the corner, stirred them into a paste with his internal energy, then pried open Lu Liang's mouth and poured the paste directly into his mouth, reaching his stomach in one go.

After doing all this, Dong Ying considered himself to have completed his daily task. He turned to Zhang Taichu and said respectfully, "Uncle Master, this is what I have to do every day."

Zhang Taichu nodded and asked, "Has it been like this every day for the past month? Has Lu Liang experienced any special changes?"

Dong Ying's old face wrinkled, and he said helplessly, "I have been beating Lü Liang like this every day for the past month. Apart from his increasingly weak Qi and worse condition, there are no other special changes."

"The disciple has also discovered that the sea of ​​qi in his body is about to dry up. By then, I'm afraid he won't even be able to circulate qi, let alone perform the Soul Enlightenment Technique or the Dao Enlightenment Technique..."

Zhang Taichu said: "It doesn't matter, let me try again next time."

As he said that, he stood up, patted his butt with his sleeves, and walked straight to Lu Liang. He looked at the little bloody man, stretched out a finger with a calm expression, and touched the top of the other's head.

The next moment, his own soul power and true energy surged out at the same time, invading Lu Liang's body, crushing the opponent's spirit and body at the same time.

So Lu Liang, who had already fainted, was forced to turn on the machine again, and let out a painful howl towards the sky. The howl was hoarse, and his vocal cords seemed to have been exposed to the sun and dried out for three days, and were full of holes.

The intense pain from this double whammy was even more severe than the healing medicine, and made him feel like dying. However, under Zhang Taichu's mental stimulation, he couldn't even fall into a coma.

"Kill, kill me, please... give me... a quick death." Lu Liang's throat rolled as he tried his best to utter this unclear beg.

I have been feeling unwell recently, and it seems I have contracted the disease, but I will still try my best to update 10,000 words in the future. I hope you will continue to support me!

Chapter 172 Zhang Zhenren's Special Training Class, Dragon Elephant Blood Moving Technique

"Kill you? Why should I kill you?" Zhang Taichu said calmly, with a cold look, as if he were some kind of destined villain.

"If you keep your life, it will be of great use to me." Having said that, he stopped what he was doing and gave Lu Liang a chance to catch his breath.

The latter's remaining body was still convulsing, but he was out of breath, looking like he was on the verge of death.

"Master Zhang, you want me to learn the Double Hands, but what my Lu family has passed down is only the Soul Enlightenment Technique. How can you expect me to learn this extraordinary skill?"

"Now my hands and legs have been crippled by you. I have endured such a long period of torture in this dungeon, but I, Lu Liang, really can't figure out the Double Hands!"

"I can't figure it out. I really can't figure it out, ah ...

Lu Liang seemed somewhat rational at the beginning, but when he got to the end, he went straight into a state of madness and seemed extremely crazy.

Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows and laughed, "I have just checked your internal environment. Maybe you don't even know it, but you are already on the road to realizing the Shuangquan Hand."

Just now, he felt Lu Liang's condition, and clearly felt a unique Qi in the other's body, which was circulating in the body according to some strange rules. Although it was extremely weak, it was substantial.

This mysterious skill, which even Lu Liang himself cannot feel, may be the true meaning of the pair of hands!

Hearing this, Lu Liang raised his tearful face with great effort and said in a trembling voice, "Are you on the way to understand the Shuangquan Hand? Aren't you on the way to report to the Hades Palace?"

“Wuwuaaaah, I can’t figure it out. I just can’t figure it out. Kill me, kill me!”

Lu Liang screamed like a madman, begging Zhang Taichu to give him a quick death.

Zhang Taichu sneered and said, "Lü Liang, you clearly don't want to die, so why do you want me to kill you? Is there really nothing in this world worth your nostalgia?"

"Tsk tsk, don't you want to clear your name in front of the Lu family? Do you really want to bear the crime of killing your sisters for the rest of your life? Are you really resigned to your fate?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Liang's pupils shocked and he suddenly became stunned, as if he had been hit on the head with a hammer.

These few short sentences brought back the most painful memories in his heart.

When he was young, he had a younger sister with whom he was very close. The two of them lived a very happy life in the Lu family. His great-grandfather Lu Ci also loved them very much.

But one day, a sudden change occurred. His sister died suddenly without any clear reason. What's worse, everyone thought he had murdered her!

His other memories about this period also became unclear, and seemed to have been tampered with by the soul-clarifying technique.

Helplessly, he could only leave the Lu family, bearing the charge of murdering his sisters. While avoiding being hunted down by his relatives, he desperately pursued the truth. In the process, he joined Quan Xing and walked into darkness.

Lu Liang, whose painful memories were brought back, fell into a daze, and his numb heart once again felt a strong desire for life.

Yes, he has not yet found out the real murderer who killed his sister Lu Huan, and has not yet cleared himself of the charges. He has to do all this, and he wants to return to the Lu family openly!

Thinking of this.

His originally distorted face gradually relaxed, revealing a hint of determination.

Zhang Taichu, who saw all this, just smiled slightly, turned around, and reminded Dong Ying to make sure to beat him every day. Then he left the cellar along the narrow passage.

"Looking at it now, it's only a matter of time before Lu Liangwu has his hands full. I hope that Lao Tian can fully recover before Lingyu's wedding."

Zhang Taichu walked on the road and turned towards the room he had been away from for a long time.

At the same time, he was already fantasizing that on the day of Zhang Lingyu's wedding, these old guys in his family could celebrate together.

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The moon sets and the sun rises.

No sleep for one night.

At sunrise the next morning, Zhang Taichu finally came out of his meditation state. Having practiced Xuantian Qi Fa all night, he now looked energetic.

After breaking through two bottlenecks in succession since he came out of seclusion, he can now clearly feel that his already strong life foundation has become even more unfathomable, and even the purity of his own true Qi has risen accordingly.

"Well, it's another beautiful day." Zhang Taichu jumped out of bed, stretched, and felt refreshed.

But at this moment, he also noticed a stream of Qi coming from outside the courtyard, so he smiled and shook his head and said, "Xiao Linglong, what are you doing standing outside like an idiot?"

The sound made Lu Linglong, who was waiting outside the wooden door of the courtyard, blush. She scratched her head and looked a little shy.

At this moment, instead of wearing her favorite pink bear T-shirt, she put on a well-fitting navy blue Taoist robe.

This was her first day of formal training at Mount Longhu. She was so excited that she got up before the moon went down and rushed to her master's door, waiting respectfully. She was looking forward to the days of training that would follow.

at this time.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.

Zhang Taichu stood at the door with a smile on his face. He looked at Lu Linglong who was wearing a Taoist robe, nodded and said, "You are quite self-conscious, little kid. I haven't ordained you yet, but you have already changed into the clothes of our Zhengyi Temple."

To be ordained does not mean to be ordained by a heavenly master. It means that the religious master teaches his disciples the way to save the world and acknowledges that the disciple is qualified to enter the Tao.

Traditional Taoism places great emphasis on the master-disciple relationship. When accepting a master's instruction, one must swear to observe the precepts, follow the only method, and worship the three masters: the ordination master, the recommending master, and the supervising master. Only then can one be taught the method to save the world.

Lu Linglong came from Quanzhen, so she naturally knew the meaning.

So, when she heard what her master said, her eyes widened immediately, a strand of pink hair on her head swayed, and she said anxiously: "Master, so this disciple is, this is not in accordance with etiquette? I, I will go change my clothes right now."

However, Zhang Taichu smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. Just wear it. We in Zhengyi don't have so many etiquettes in Quanzhen. Why bother with so many rules? Just be sincere. The ancestor won't blame you."

He himself doesn't care much about rules and etiquette, so naturally he won't ask his apprentice to do the same in a rigid way.

Of course, if Zhang Zhiwei were here, he would definitely be full of questions - what? Our Zhengyi doesn't have so many etiquettes as Quanzhen?

Junior brother, are you sure it's not just because you don't respect etiquette?

But there was nothing he could do, since he couldn't beat his own junior fellow apprentice, the authority of this eldest senior brother could never be established.

But Lu Linglong didn't understand much. When she heard Zhang Taichu say this, she immediately felt relieved and stuck out her tongue, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zhang Taichu continued, "Okay, dear disciple, since your great grandfather has entrusted you to me, I must fulfill my duties and responsibilities and not disappoint Old Lu."

"From today on, you will practice with me. Later, I will teach you a new technique to help you better control your blood-controlling talent."

Hearing this, Lu Linglong's eyes suddenly lit up, she nodded excitedly, and promised: "Yes, Master! Disciple, I will practice hard and make progress every day!"