Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 626: The Digging Devil of Mount Longhu, the Actions of the Grand Priest

It was late at night, and everything was quiet. Lu Ci, with his upper body naked, held a hoe in his hand, and hoeed the ground again and again.

Thousands of times of hoeing the land and the nourishment of Qi made the ordinary hoe in his hand reflect like a mirror in the moonlight and was extremely sharp.

With a hoe, it hooked deeply into the hard and compacted soil. With a hook and a flip, it was so light that a large piece of soil was dug out.

Then, he tapped the hardened soil lightly with the back of the hoe, and it broke into pieces.

It didn't look like he was working, but rather like he was digging out a piece of soft pastry. The whole movement was smooth and easy.

The reason for this is that Lu Ci was more focused than ever when he was hoeing the ground.

His mind was empty and he didn't think about anything, but it was this state that made him realize some special meanings.

"As expected of you, Senior Brother Zhang. The more I practice this hoeing technique, the more profound it seems. In addition to being fully engaged in digging the ground, which increases your life power very quickly, the posture for digging the ground is also not simple and includes a lot of things."

"Because every time you hoe the ground, your body movements are forward and backward, up and down, left and right. Although it is simple, if you practice it well, you will be able to use many other methods easily in the future. This is the foundation."

"No wonder Senior Brother Zhang is so quick at learning anything, it's because his foundation is so deep that it's unimaginable!"

Lu Ci sighed in his heart: "Senior Brother Zhang always says that he is an ordinary person. When he taught this last time, he also said that he was a farmer. I didn't expect that his farmer skills were as extraordinary as he is!"

Lu Ci practiced diligently according to Zhang Zhiwei's instructions.

At the same time, he also added some of his own understanding to the basis of the hoeing skill. When he swung the hoe, he was sometimes like a clever monkey, sometimes like a fierce tiger, and sometimes like a fierce horse... The strength was ever-changing, his heart moved with the will, and his intention moved with the Qi.

This state is exactly what is needed for the practice of Ruyi Jin.

Lu Ci dug more and more vigorously. A large field that would take an ox half a day to plow was dug out by him in no time.

After digging a piece of land, Lu Ci put down the hoe. He was originally not sweaty at all, but suddenly he began to sweat profusely. Dense beads of sweat covered his whole body, and white mist was above his head.

Lu Ci shook his body, and the Ruyi Force flowed throughout his body, shaking off the sweat all over his body, and his clothes became dry instantly.

He turned around and looked at the Tianshi Mansion in the hazy night. The moonlight shone on the red tiles, sparkling slightly.

At that time of year, there was no electricity in the Tianshi Mansion, and the Taoists did not have the habit of staying up late with candles. Except for a few Taoist priests who practiced day and night, most people had already gone to bed.

"In the past, when Senior Brother Zhang went down the mountain, he would either bring his fellow disciples with him, or bring me and Lao Lu with him. But this time, he went down the mountain without even saying hello. It seems the situation is very critical!"

Lu Ci frowned. He had also joined the Tiantong Hall. It was natural that he must know about the affairs of the Tiantong Hall.

"It's really hateful that I, a member of the Tiantong Hall, can't even help with this kind of thing. It would be great if I could improve my cultivation."

Lu Ci looked at the hoe in his hand. He had already hoe all the land on this small half of the hill, and he felt a little tired.

Normally he should have gone back to rest.

But today, he didn't want to go back.

"In that case, let's dig up half of the hilltop!"

Lu Ci leaped and landed on the field below in a flash. He picked up the hoe and started digging.

Longhu Mountain is a mountainous area, and the fields are all terraced. When Lu Ci finished digging one piece of land and was about to jump to the next one, he suddenly smelled the aroma of meat.

He sniffed and looked in the direction of the fragrance, only to find that on a ridge not far away, a tall figure had his back to him, and was lighting a bonfire, roasting a prepared rabbit, brushing it with dipping sauce from time to time. The tempting aroma wafted far away.

"This figure..."

Lu Ci was delighted and wanted to call Zhang "Senior Brother" immediately, but he soon realized something was wrong.

Although he saw Senior Brother Zhang's back and smelled the aroma of barbecue, he did not feel Senior Brother Zhang's Qi. It was as if there was no one there, but a rabbit was being roasted out of thin air.

I can see it but I can't feel it. Moreover, in the middle of the night and in the wilderness, could I have seen a ghost?

No, ghosts should also have Qi breath. What is going on?
Although Lu Ci felt it was a little weird, he hesitated for a moment and then walked over bravely.

When he got closer, he opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a rabbit leg flew towards him. Lu Ci was startled and tried to dodge, but his mouth was filled with the rabbit leg.

"I'm talking to this hedgehog. It's been digging in the ground for most of the night, so it needs to eat a rabbit leg to replenish its energy," said Zhang Zhiwei.

Lu Ci was startled and the rabbit leg in his mouth fell down.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I knew it was you!" he said happily.

Just as the rabbit leg was about to fall to the ground, a purple force burst out from the ground and bounced the rabbit leg into his hand.

"It's the middle of the night, and you can feel the evil spirit, and you can't see my face. It's so strange, and you just walk straight over here without trying it out?"

Even Zhang Zhiwei thought that Lu Ci was a tough and reckless man.

Lu Ci took a big bite of the rabbit leg and said with a smile:

"What are you afraid of? I was thinking, who would dare to impersonate Senior Brother Zhang in this small area of ​​Longhu Mountain? It must be Senior Brother Zhang himself. As for not being able to sense the Qi, it must be that Senior Brother Zhang's skills in restraining Qi are too high, which is not surprising."

"You have a good eye!" Zhang Zhiwei said while eating another rabbit leg.

"Senior Brother Zhang, when did you arrive?" Lu Ci asked again.

"I've been here for a while!" Zhang Zhiwei said, "I went back to the mountain today and heard that a crazy farmer had appeared on the mountain, so I came to see him. I didn't expect it was you. What's wrong? Are you addicted to hoeing the land?"

Lu Ci scratched his head and smiled, "It's a bit addictive. In the past, practicing was a hard job. I had to constantly restrain my scattered thoughts and endure the pain of practicing. Although I practiced hard, to be honest, it was really uncomfortable."

"But ever since I went to work in the fields with everyone that day and learned the hoeing skills taught by Senior Brother Zhang, I felt like a new world had opened up to me."

"You don't have to endure the boredom of the past, nor do you have to keep quiet all the time. Just devote yourself to hoeing the land, and you can cultivate both your body and mind, and get better results than before."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei said, "You are a rough but meticulous kid. You have discovered the secret. I figured it out when I was doing daily labor."

"At that time, I used the Golden Light Mantra to hoe the ground, and within a few breaths, I had dug up all the ground. My master was furious, so he prohibited me from using any tricks, and also stipulated the hours for the work."

"In order to not delay my cultivation while working, I referred to the Golden Light Mantra, Kung Fu, Inner Alchemy and other alchemy techniques, and came up with a method that allows me to practice both my body and soul while hoeing the ground, so as not to delay my cultivation." No wonder Senior Brother Zhang has such strength that he can practice without delaying his cultivation while working. I still have to work harder to dig the ground... Lu Ci sighed inwardly and said:
"Senior Brother Zhang is truly a god. The techniques he created are so extraordinary."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and said, "Don't overestimate it. In the path of cultivation, everyone is different. Some people can't stand the pain of meditation, and some people can't stand the pain of physical labor. Everyone on Longhu Mountain knows this method, but few have really learned it. I can only say that it is more suitable for you!"

"Brother Zhang is right," Lü Ci said with a smile, "I invited Lao Lu to join me, but he preferred to sit quietly and cultivate his reverse life."

"Other people temper their lives by going against their will, and you temper your life by digging fields. Old Lu is not stupid, so he naturally won't follow you." Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

Lu Ci said: "That being said, I think that there are different levels of methods, but there is no such thing as pure practice. The truth is simple. I hoe the land with a hoe, and the effect is not necessarily worse than Lao Lu's meditation and practice of reversing life."

Zhang Zhiwei laughed and said, "That's right. Sometimes, the simpler and more direct something is, the more useful it is. Just keep digging and I won't bother you anymore!"

After saying that, he finished the rabbit leg in his hand in a few bites, and walked back carrying the other two roasted rabbits.

Lu Ci held the hoe and stared at Zhang Zhiwei until his back disappeared, then he swung the hoe again.

Zhang Zhiwei returned to the chapel of the Tianshi Mansion in the cover of night. On his way back, he looked out the windows of the chapels of his fellow disciples silently like a ghost.

Because he blocked his Qi and could not be sensed, none of his fellow disciples, whether they were sleeping or practicing, noticed his peeping, even Zhang Huaiyi was no exception.

Zhang Huaiyi sat cross-legged on the bed, tempering his life. Although he cared more about the practice of skills, he did not completely neglect his life.

Lu Jin was practicing rebirth as Lu Ci had said, but there was no one in Tian Jinzhong's room.

"Where's Oda?"

Zhang Zhiwei was a little curious, so he casually drew a talisman of heaven and earth vision and hearing. In an instant, everything around him was in sight.

He saw Tian Jinzhong in the back mountain, with his fingers put together to form a sword, and in a sword stance. He pointed with one finger, and white Qi burst out from his fingertips, moving like a dragon and a snake in one go.

After practicing day and night for a period of time, the Tiantong Sword Finger in his hand has made great progress. It is no longer just able to shoot straight with a flick of the finger, but can also release continuous sword energy like swinging a sword.

However, he was still unable to condense the sword energy at his fingertips into a three-foot sword that was as solid as a substance and could be swung at will.

"That's great progress. It's finally rolled up." Zhang Zhiwei was very pleased.

Afterwards, he retracted his scattered consciousness, stopped paying attention to his surroundings, and began to practice meditation. He first reflected on himself as a routine and tried to repair some small gaps in his life.

Then he began to circulate the seven energy fields throughout his body and continued to ponder Qing Xuan's method, intending to break through the Baihui acupoint in the near future, open the door to heaven, and connect the bridge between heaven and earth.

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Liaodong, Shizikou Naval Port.

Admiral Takeshita Yujiro, wearing a red lacquered Nanbando armor, stood in his private collection room.

The entire collection room is filled with various weapons, from the eight-sided Han sword, to the Tang horizontal sword, to the Japanese sword, cross gun, pistol, shotgun, submachine gun, grenade launcher... everything is available. There are also armors hanging on the walls, which are basically all kinds of Japanese armor.

Although these weapons are a bit old, they are as shiny as new, and the blades are still sharp. In the center of all the weapons is an empty knife rack.

Yujiro Takeshita held the knife in both hands and respectfully placed the Dojikiri Yasutsuga on it.

Not long ago, the highly respected chief priest of Ise Grand Shrine suddenly appeared at the port.

He could ignore the retired army general like Onijima Shigeo, but he could not ignore the Shinto chief priest, so he went to greet him immediately.

When the Grand Priest learned that he had not participated in the action planned by Shigeo Onijima to surround and kill the young Taoist priest, he looked at him deeply, but did not reprimand him. He just asked him to take the boy Yasutsuna given by the Emperor with him and go with him.

He immediately put on his armor and went there fully armed, but the little Taoist priest who had committed such a heinous crime had already left, so they came to nothing.

However, although the little Taoist priest was not captured, the presence of the Grand Priest in person still stabilized the turbulent situation in the Northeast.

Those mysterious forces from various parts of China that were ready to make a move suddenly became quiet and dared not act again.

Even the Higashiyama ninjas, who had been unable to be contacted after the death of the ninja leader, came back to pay their respects.

The Grand Priest did not give any instructions to the people of Higashiyama, but simply handed them over to Takeshita Yujiro for arrangements.

Afterwards, he seemed to have something urgent to do, so he returned to his homeland.

It only took one day to go back and forth without any fighting, and the situation was stabilized without bloodshed. This is the power of the Shinto Grand Priest.

After seeing off the Grand Priest, Takeshita Yujiro returned to his residence and put Doujikiri back to its place.

He took off his armor, put on a black kimono and haori, stared at Doujikiri in front of him, and muttered to himself:
"An Gang, An Gang, tell me, if I had given up my past grudges and accepted the invitation of the Army Baka, and participated in the operation to kill the young Taoist priest, would the result be completely different?"

"Buzzing..."

The long knife on the knife holder vibrated and gave an answer.

"You said, we don't need those useless losers, just you and me are enough?"

Takeshita Yujiro murmured something in a low voice, and then immediately shook off his previous dejection and burst into laughter.

As he laughed, Dojikiri Yasunaga shook violently, glowing faintly red, and Takeshita Yujiro laughed more and more crazily.

This famous sword, which had killed a great demon a thousand years ago, became more and more evil after being worshipped by the emperor for nearly a thousand years.

As Takeshita Yujiro wielded the knife, he was increasingly influenced by Dojikiri Yasutsuna.

He himself seemed unaware of this influence, or rather, he did notice it but did not care. Sometimes, it was normal to lose something in pursuit of power.

At the beginning, when he first got the Tongziqie, he severely injured Liu Kunsheng at sea. If it were now, he would be confident that he could kill the giant snake with just a few strikes.

The blade of the Dojikiri knife glowed red, and the light and shadow divided Takeshita Yujiro's face into light and dark.

Afterwards, he turned around and went out. The situation on the alien side had been stabilized by the Grand Palace Master. Next, he had to stabilize the military situation. In the past few days, the dwarf named Zhang had been a little too presumptuous.

(End of this chapter)