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

Zhao Fangxu spoke up carefully, "Since the beginning of this year, the alien world has been in turmoil because of the Eight Wonders, and the company can't just sit back and watch."

"But tracing back to the source, the company knows very little about the Jiashen Rebellion. You are nearly a hundred years old, and you have experienced the Jiashen Rebellion. So we thought, let's see if we can get some inside information from you."

Through their understanding of Zhang Taichu during this period, they were able to determine that he was an important participant, or terminator, of the Jiashen Rebellion that year!

I want to know more specific details.

Zhang Taichu said nonchalantly, "I was wondering what it was about. It turns out it's related to the Jiashen Rebellion. Well, I can explain it to you two."

As he spoke, he began to describe the great turmoil that began in 1944 and swept across the entire alien world.

From different perspectives, including personal, Longhu Mountain, and higher angles, he described in detail what he saw and said.

The two old men, who were over fifty years old, pressed the recorders and pricked up their ears, not wanting to miss a single word. Beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. Through every word Zhang Taichu said, they were able to see the bloody era of seventy years ago.

Until half an hour later.

Zhang Taichu, who had finished explaining the incident, picked up the teacup that Zhao Fangxu respectfully pushed over and took a few sips. "This is probably what happened during the Jiashen Rebellion. To put it simply, it's all because of people's greed. Otherwise, the incident wouldn't have gotten so serious."

Zhao Fangxu nodded in agreement: "It was not until today that I learned about this secret past. I never thought that the era back then was so turbulent."

"Then may I ask, Immortal, what happened to the Thirty-Six Righteous Ones, led by the head of Quanxing Sect, Wu Gensheng, and where are they now? Are there any other predecessors still alive?"

"Have they become traitors, as some aliens worried back then?"

Zhang Taichu frowned slightly when he heard this, and shook his head, saying, "The reason why the turmoil broke out in the first place was the unexpected news that thirty-five elite disciples from various sects and schools had formed a sworn brotherhood with the new Wu Gensheng."

"After the news was exposed, it caused an uproar in the alien world. At that time, Quan Xing had already stood on the opposite side of various sects and had more or less hatred with various powerful families. People of Quan Xing were also called monsters."

"But these thirty-five elite disciples from various sects have sworn brotherhood with the head of Quanxing Sect, Wu Gensheng. This is against the rules. It is reasonable to call them "traitors."

"This is also the reason why some people were hostile to the Thirty-Six Righteous Men from the beginning. They regarded them as unstable factors and were even more worried that the Thirty-Five would follow Wu Gensheng to do evil and cause trouble at a time when the situation was not yet completely stable."

"Later, when the news of the Eight Great Skills came out, these thirty-six people became the target of public criticism. They were not tolerated by the alien world and were hunted down day and night."

"Some people's starting point may be on the right track, but many more people are greedy and covet the eight unique skills, which ultimately leads to chaos."

"But according to what I learned later, Wu Gensheng, also known as Feng Yao, gradually led Quan Xing onto the right path. He made great efforts in dealing with the Japanese invaders in the island country. He is a hero, not a heinous person."

"So, in my opinion, the fact that the thirty-five disciples swore brotherhood with him can be forgiven. They are certainly not traitors."

"And these thirty-six people either hid or died. After the turmoil ended, most of them disappeared in the alien world, and no further news was heard."

"At first I thought they were afraid of being hunted down and didn't dare to show their heads again. For example, my big-eared thief brother never returned to the mountain gate in his entire life. Later I found out that they might have other difficulties."

Having said that, Zhang Taichu paused and took another sip of tea.

Zhao Fangxu and Huang Boren on the side watched eagerly, their eyes full of anticipation, wanting to know more about the inside story.

Zhang Taichu recalled and spoke again: "The battle at Guanshan Gorge ended the Jiashen Rebellion. I was seriously injured and was taken back to the mountain by my master to recuperate."

"But at that time, I unexpectedly received a letter from Wu Gensheng."

"I was wondering about that guy. I didn't see him when I went down the mountain to kill people. Hey, I didn't expect that when I came back to the mountain, he would come to send a letter again."

"The content of the letter is not much, just a few lines. In addition to clearing the name of the Thirty-Six Righteous Men and guaranteeing that they have never committed treason, it also mentioned another inside story about the Eight Wonders."

"In the letter, he claimed that the reason he suddenly disappeared and later took his surviving brothers thousands of miles away was to completely end the protracted war, which was for the greater good of the country."

"Behind those eight extraordinary skills, there may be something even more incredible that can even reverse the direction of the war between the two countries."

"Fuck, I get a little angry when I talk about this. Damn those little Japanese devils, they are not tall but they have the guts to invade China. I only regret that I didn't kill more of these sons of bitches back then."

When Zhang Taichu said this, there was a rare look of anger on his face. During the war that year, he had sneaked down the mountain with a sword, hiding his identity, traveling around the world, and slaughtered countless Japanese devils.

But because he was about to break through, he returned to the mountains to meditate again. Unexpectedly, three years had passed in a flash.

By the time they left the pass, the Jiashen Rebellion was at its worst, and that war was already coming to an end.

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At this point, I had heard all the inside information about the turmoil that year from Zhang Taichu.

Zhao Fangxu and Huang Boren swallowed their saliva, still in shock, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.

Zhang Taichu also had a look of emotion, as his memories were brought back and his thoughts became a little vague.

After a long time.

Zhao Fangxu came to his senses and pulled Huang Boren up to say goodbye.

But when he left, he licked Zhang's face again and tactfully expressed that he hoped Zhang Taichu would greet the company in advance when he went down the mountain in the future.

Even if there is no room for discussion, it is okay to inform them. This way, if any accident occurs, Naduotong can help the real person and clean up the mess.

In response, Zhang Taichu just laughed and did not answer. He just waved his hand casually and said goodbye to them. The latter had no choice but to leave obediently.

"Huh~ After a few decades, the world has changed. This era is developing for the better."

Zhang Taichu stretched, yawned, and looked relaxed. He walked slowly towards the Guting Peak in the back mountain.

However, halfway through his journey, when he passed by a compound, he stopped again, turned his head and looked at the slightly open wooden door, remembering that the cellar where Lu Liang was imprisoned was in this compound.

"Well, now that I remember it, I will go in and give this kid some advice and help him figure out the Shuangquan Hand as soon as possible."

Zhang Taichu muttered to himself, then pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

The so-called eating believers smoke Lu Liang, and the three lessons of morning, noon and evening cannot be neglected.

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At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Dongguan Province, Shenzhen City.

Zhang Lingyu looked down at the woman in front of him who had no good flesh on her body, and said coldly: "So everything just now is all the information you know?"

The woman in the suit had a pig-like face and said weakly, "I've said it all, I've said it all, don't hit me, don't hit me again."

Zhang Lingyu did not respond, but turned around and winked at the two Nadutong employees who had been waiting for a long time behind him: "Please take this member of Yaoxing Society back to the company and interrogate him thoroughly."

"After all, my master just set down those rules a few days ago."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two employees immediately stepped forward respectfully and dragged the half-dead woman away. They thought that Master Lingyu's torture technique was better than theirs, and they were afraid that they could not get any more information out of her.

Zhang Lingyu just watched all this silently, then took out his cell phone to check the latest news about Xia He sent by the company and Tianxiahui.

He then combined this with the information he had obtained and made his inferences.

According to the member of Yaoxing Society, she was just a low-level member of the society. During the period when Zhang Taichu went down the mountain to sweep Quanxing, she went to Longhu Mountain in the name of a reporter for an interview.

Following the orders from his superiors, he contacted Xia He and gave her a letter, while giving her the first task - sneak into the dungeon and take Lu Liang away!

When the woman in the suit gave orders to Xia He, she thought that she was also a member of the Yaoxing Society. However, she did not expect that Xia He would directly reject her request and even hunt her down later!

This is why everything that is happening in Zhenyuan City today has happened.

"Qu Tong." Zhang Lingyu murmured to himself, with a hint of coldness in his narrowed eyes.

According to what the woman in the suit said, after Xia He captured her, he tortured her for information about "President Qu Tong".

But the woman in the suit claimed that she was just a small follower in the club. She didn't know who Qu Tong was, nor did she know that the other party was the president of her Yaoxing Club.

But after being severely beaten and having his bones scraped with a knife, he honestly confessed all the dens of the Yaoxing Society that he knew about, and one of them was in Zhenyuan City.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhang Lingyu headed towards the hidden hideout without any hesitation!

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the other side.

Distant Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Time passes and it gets late.

In Zhuge Village, in a three-story self-built villa.

In a bedroom, a young man with blue hair was sitting cross-legged on a couch, holding his breath, immersed in meditation.

However, his eyelids suddenly trembled, and his Qi became disordered at this moment. He suddenly opened his eyes, hurriedly stopped practicing and regulated his breathing, and exhaled a long breath.

"Oh, I still can't forget it." Zhuge Qing sighed, feeling a little depressed.

Ever since Luo Tian shouted that he was defeated by Wang Ye in the field of sorcerer, which he was most proud of, he became in a daze and had no appetite.

Although he always told himself that the Human King won by his own ability, and that Zhuge Qing was defeated honorably, there was nothing more to worry about in this battle.

But he still couldn't deceive himself, and he was still brooding over this matter...

Just as he was daydreaming, there was a creaking sound from the window behind the curtains on the side of the bedroom. Then, a figure suddenly rushed out, waving a machete towards him.

"Ok?"

Zhuge Qing reacted quickly and jumped out of the bed, easily avoiding the person who attacked him. When he saw the other person's face clearly, he let out a light exclamation and seemed a little surprised.

"Interesting, it's not a living person, but a sophisticated puppet magic weapon."

There was a strange gleam in Zhuge Qing's narrowed eyes. He stared straight at the figure holding the machete. It was clearly a puppet!

The doll was extremely flexible, had two whips on its back, and two big red blushes on its cheeks. It was painted to look like a mechanical girl.

The puppet seemed to have received some instructions, and it pounced towards Zhuge Qing with the dog-leg knife in its hand, but was repeatedly beaten back by the latter, and parts of its body were taken off one by one.

Zhuge Qing used the magic technique that his Zhuge family was proud of, and used unique methods to continuously dismember the puppet in front of him in order to understand its structure. However, with this test, his inner surprise became even stronger.

"This magic doll feels strange, and its structure is so precise. The technique used to refine it is really superb. Wow, which master created this?"

Zhuge Qing's mind flashed through what he knew about the weapon refining masters in the alien world, but he had no clue at all and could not find out who the creator of this strange puppet was.

Until half an hour later.

Zhuge Qing stopped and what appeared before his eyes was a puppet that had turned into a pile of parts.

He clapped his hands without even looking at them. He smiled and said, "Brother who is hiding in the dark, can you come out now?"

The words fell.

Outside the window that was pried open by the puppet, an ordinary-looking man suddenly crawled in. The latter was surrounded by the aura of Qi, and it was clear that he was an extraordinary person.

When the man saw the puppet disassembled into a pile of parts on the ground, his eyes narrowed immediately and he chuckled, "As expected of a genius from the Zhuge family, he disassembled Ruhua into this state in just a few moves."

Chapter 177 Ma Xianhong's Test; Zhang Lingyu: My Old

Listening to the man's praise, Zhuge Qing simply looked at him with a faint smile and said, "Ruhua? Is it this divine puppet? Did you train it?"

The ordinary-looking man laughed and scratched his head, saying, "How can I be that capable?"

As he was speaking, two more identical puppets, Ruhua, flipped in from the window and stood behind the man step by step.

When Zhuge Qing saw this scene, his eyes, which were originally slightly narrowed, opened a little, his gaze trembled slightly, and he could hardly suppress his surprise.

After the test just now, he knew very well how sophisticated the puppet in front of him was. He thought that even the elders of his clan who were proficient in the art of magic could not easily refine such a puppet.

But judging from the current situation, this puppet called Ruhua is actually like a product produced on an assembly line?

The man continued, "I apologize for offending you just now, but I was also following the leader's instructions and sending Ruhua to test the waters."

Zhuge Qing said, "Follow the leader's orders? Test it out? Who asked you to come?"

The man smiled without saying anything, just dialed a phone number, whispered a few words, and then handed it to Zhuge Qing.

On the other end of the phone, a young man's voice with a hint of magnetism came: "Brother Zhuge, I'm sorry for offending you just now."

Zhuge Qing laughed and said, "Master, I wonder if you are satisfied with the result of my competition with Ruhua just now?"

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Since he is a genius from the Wuhou family, his strength is naturally beyond doubt."

"Let me introduce myself. I am the village chief, Ma Xianhong. The Ruhua just now is my work. I would like to invite you to visit my Biyou Village."

Zhuge Qing: "No need, I'm not in the mood to go to a rural farm right now."

Thousands of miles away, in an unknown mountain, a man with long white hair who was walking in the mountain stream stopped and looked at the gurgling spring water. He paused and said, "Of course this is not a rural farmhouse, and I sincerely invite you, Brother Zhuge. There may be something here that you are interested in."

"For example, I can share with you all the secrets about Ruhua and the unique divine machine training technique without reservation."

Having said this, Ma Xianhong pursed his lips slightly and stopped talking. He just reached out to smooth a strand of long hair on his forehead that covered his eyes.

Zhuge Qing, who was in his hometown in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, couldn't help but dilate his pupils when he heard the voice coming from the other end of the phone. He was already tempted, but after a brief thought, he still refused: "No, I'm not interested."

Ma Xianhong said: "Okay, since Brother Zhuge has made up his mind, I will not force it."

Having said that, he hung up the phone, shrugged his shoulders, and looked somewhat helpless.

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at the same time.