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

Chapter 670: Zhou Sheng's command to write a text, Tiantong Qimen begins from then on
Is it true or false?

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhou Sheng speechlessly, feeling an urge to slap him.

But when he thought about the plot, this guy was already over a hundred years old, and he turned into a maid with twin ponytails and white silk stockings to tease his little apprentice, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly became too lazy to bother with him.

Zhang Zhiwei always felt that he was not a person with a lot of moral baggage. It was no problem for him to drug his apprentice, but if he was asked to dress up as a silk stocking maid, he would have to be very stubborn and say, how can this be allowed?!
Don't bother with this unruly monkey.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and patted Zhou Sheng on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "It has changed very well, don't change anymore."

Zhou Sheng felt a chill in his heart, and inexplicably felt as if something bad was about to happen. As a sorcerer, he was best at seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster, so he quickly said:
"Brother Zhang, I can also transform into other forms."

Since he had just mastered this unique skill, of course he wanted to experiment with it more.

I saw black energy rolling around Zhou Sheng's body and starting to shrink inwards.

His body was getting smaller, his arms were disappearing, but wings were growing on his back...

Judging from his posture, he wanted to turn into a bird, but perhaps he was not familiar with the art of transformation, and he stopped halfway through.

Zhou Sheng now maintains a half-human, half-bird state.

He was only the size of a basketball, his legs had turned into bird-like claws, his arms had disappeared, but his wings had not yet fully transformed, his head had also turned into a bird's head, but he had human facial features, especially the pair of slanted eyes, which were particularly obvious.

At this time, sparrows flew across the sky.

Zhang Zhiwei took a quick glance, then realized what was happening and said, "You want to turn into a sparrow?"

"Yes, just now I saw sparrows flying around, so I wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect that I almost got it right. The problem is not in the deduction of the number of changes in the Zhoutian, but in myself. I don't have enough control over my own innate qi, and the sparrow is too small. I have to change to a bigger one."

After saying that, the black energy on Zhou Sheng's body no longer tried to retract inwards, but began to expand outwards. It was still in the form of a bird, but it had become a larger bird.

After a surge of black energy, Zhou Sheng finally succeeded. He turned into an eagle with full wings, half a person's height, and a wingspan of more than two meters.

This eagle basically looks like an eagle, but its eyes are nothing like the sharp eagle's eyes.

Although it has a pair of golden pupils, they are a pair of slanted eyes that look upwards, which adds a bit of vulgarity to the eagle.

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

In Journey to the West, Zhu Bajie always has a belly no matter how he transforms. Does this kid Zhou Sheng always have those slanted eyes no matter how he transforms?
After turning into an eagle, Zhou Sheng couldn't contain his excitement. He said something to Zhang Zhiwei, then he couldn't wait to flap his wings and soar into the sky.

The appearance can change, but the skills cannot change.

Even though Zhou Sheng turned into an eagle, he could not master the ability to fly immediately. In the beginning, he flew crookedly and even crashed into trees several times.

However, humans yearn for the sky, and even the lazy Zhou Sheng is no exception.

After hitting a wall several times, Zhou Sheng finally mastered the basic flying skills.

He flapped his wings and soared all the way up to the sky above Longhu Mountain. He felt the wind whistling past him, and the clouds that were originally out of reach were now within reach.

Zhou Sheng's heart was filled with emotions, and he continued to flap his wings vigorously, diving into the clouds. However, his vision was obscured by the mist and he could not see his surroundings clearly, so he quickly flapped his wings and flew out.

He just soared in the blue sky, with the endless blue sky above his head and the endless green mountains under his feet.

The ancients said that carrying the blue sky and cutting off the clouds is nothing more than this.

Zhou Sheng imitated the eagle's scream, made a few eagle cries, and circled in the sky for a few times. After having a good time, he began to flap his wings and return.

After flying above Zhang Zhiwei, he slowed down and tried to land.

But even professional birds like swans and pelicans can easily fall flat on their faces when landing from the air, let alone the half-baked Zhou Sheng.

He circled crookedly for a few times and then fell headfirst.

But just when he was about to hit the ground headfirst and fall face first, he used the excellent Wudang Tai Chi technique to turn around and land on his feet instead.

But the powerful inertia of the rush still pushed him forward, and he applied the foot brakes, plowing two long ruts on the ground before stopping.

"uh-huh!"

After stopping, Zhou Sheng coughed, and like a sand sculpture, he jumped in front of Zhang Zhiwei and said happily:

"Hehehe, Senior Brother Zhang, you and I are like eagles, aren't we majestic?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhou Sheng's drooping eyes and laughed:
“Magnificent, not only majestic, but also very spirited!”

Zhou Sheng was very excited and did not doubt it. He said happily, "There are more magnificent ones."

After saying that, he also wanted to follow Zhang Zhiwei's example and transform into the True Martial Emperor.

Emperor Zhenwu is the main god of Wudang. They pray to him day and night and he knows everything about him, so there is no big problem with his transformation.

The Zhenwu Emperor that Zhang Zhiwei transformed into before was very large, several meters tall. Taking his own abilities into consideration, Zhou Sheng only planned to transform into a Zhenwu Emperor of the size of an ordinary person.

Of course, it is said to be the size of an ordinary person, but it must be taller than himself, and not lower than Senior Brother Zhang.

Zhou Sheng then transformed a mighty and domineering shadow.

But before the phantom could solidify, it suddenly collapsed.

After a burst of black energy rolled, Zhou Sheng revealed his true form. He sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, his body trembling slightly, which was a sign of excessive consumption.

Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised by this.

Although Emperor Zhenwu looks not much different from ordinary people and can be transformed easily, in fact, the aura of a god is the most difficult to change.

With Zhou Sheng's current level of cultivation, it would be difficult for him to transform into a sparrow or an elephant, creatures that are so different in size from himself, let alone the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

He was also somewhat glad that Zhou Sheng did not turn into the Zhenwu Emperor, otherwise, if he turned into a Zhenwu Emperor with slanted eyes, he would be afraid that it would be difficult for him to look directly at the image of the Emperor in the future.

Zhou Sheng took a long breath and said with a frustrated look:

"No, Senior Brother Zhang is not as good as you. Due to my control over myself, I can only transform into something similar in shape. If the transformation is a bit more drastic, I can't handle it. I can't even imitate one ten-thousandth of the charm of the Great Emperor Zhenwu."

In the past, he did not have an intuitive understanding of the gap between himself and Zhang Zhiwei.

But now, he had some understanding. He tried his best but couldn't change anything at all, but Senior Brother Zhang could do it effortlessly, and his body was bigger and his charm was better... "Practice makes perfect. Skills can be honed. Just practice for a while!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhou Sheng nodded and said, "Brother Zhang is right. The level of one's skills is ultimately determined by the person. It is normal that I cannot perform better than Brother Zhang."

After resting for a while, Zhou Sheng began to sort out his thoughts and organize his findings.

He took a branch and drew a compass pattern on the ground. He then drew the eight trigrams and heavenly stems rotating clockwise, and the earthly branches and the twenty-four solar terms rotating counterclockwise.

Afterwards, he wrote various annotations around the compass pattern, which was the method he summarized to collect the 72 solar terms from the Tiantong Qimen.

While he was summarizing, Zhang Zhiwei also offered some suggestions. As they communicated, they wrote and drew on the ground. The patterns on the ground became more and more complicated, making people dizzy at a glance.

Time passed quickly, and after two days and one night, the two of them worked together and finally explained the advanced method of this technique using the Qi Men Dun Jia diagram and accompanying text.

Qi Men Dun Jia is the art of numerology, which is actually the combination of arithmetic and mathematics.

Arithmetic is the use of a series of symbols to simulate the laws of change between heaven and earth and nature, and then draw conclusions.

Mathematics, on the other hand, is the study of numbers and is used to analyze everything in the world. The combination of the two is the art of numerology.

Zhang Zhiwei and Zhou Sheng's current behavior is like a mathematician who uses mathematical formulas to explain the principles he understands.

In this way, people in the future, even if they cannot fully understand it, can still get involved as long as they understand a little bit and can apply the formulas skillfully.

Of course, there is a threshold to learning mathematics.

Everyone has more or less encountered such classmates when they were in school. They have memorized various formulas by heart, done a lot of various types of questions, and have densely packed notes, but they just can't solve them. They are obviously the most diligent, but they just fail.

Like mathematics, Qimen Dunjia also has a threshold. The threshold for ordinary Qimen Dunjia is that you cannot understand or learn it, but the threshold for the Qimen Dunjia in front of you is higher and more terrifying.

Zhou Sheng looked at the results of the two people on the ground, smiling, and said:

"Brother Zhang, the Tiantong Qimen before was already a miraculous skill, and now it is simply shocking. It would be a pity if such a heaven-reaching method is not passed on."

Although Zhou Sheng is a Taoist who likes to live a carefree life, he also has younger brothers and fellow apprentices, so if there are good things, he naturally wants to share them.

Zhang Zhiwei saw through his plan at a glance. If possible, he also wanted to pass on this kind of thing, but unfortunately, he knew the consequences.

He pointed to the compass pattern on the ground and said:
"Brother Zhou, what do you find when you look at this situation?"

"This plan covers the numbers of all things in the universe. It is truly ingenious and wonderful!" Zhou Sheng said.

"You know that the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is." Zhang Zhiwei reminded: "You and I can see through this strange situation, and the numbers of all things in the universe, so we think it is exquisite and can use it for our own benefit. What about those who can't see through it?"

Zhou Sheng was stunned, and said with a puzzled look: "The strategies of Qian are 216, and the strategies of Kun are 144. The strategies of the two chapters, the number of all things, is only 11,520. What is there that cannot be learned?"

"Even if you can't learn it right away, you can continue to study it. The more you study, the more you will understand it."

"After all, it's nothing more than seventy-two variations. There are diagrams and formulas. What's so hard to understand?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhou Sheng without saying anything. If he didn't know some of the plot, he would probably think the same way. How could anyone get lost in such a broken pattern?

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising. Many people have no concept of Qimen and the changes in the numbers of all things in the universe.

Actually, it's like playing with a Rubik's Cube.

It is already amazing for an ordinary person to be able to master the fourth or fifth order Rubik's Cube.

The world record for the Rubik's Cube is thirty-three levels. At this point, many people may never be able to solve it in their lifetime.

The seventy-two transformations are more difficult than the seventy-two-level Rubik's Cube.

This is because the 72-order Rubik's Cube at least has a physical reference, while the 72 changes of numerology have no physical objects. If one of the more than 10,000 things is wrong, the whole thing will be wrong.

Therefore, this is not a difficult thing for Zhang Zhiwei and Zhou Sheng, but for some people, it is a field that they cannot reach in their entire life.

As for the so-called wanting to control it, you have to let go of it and not care about it. This is actually just the lowest threshold.

It just allows you to break away from the interference of the numbers of all things and use the formulas skillfully to solve them.

It's not that you can master it if you don't care about it, just like Wang Ye, who had the guidance of his elders and practiced according to the diagrams, and it took him several months.

Zhang Zhiwei reminded: "People are different. We can understand, but others may not. Honey to me may be poison to others. If you really want to pass it on, you have to think carefully. It's best to bring it here and ask for my opinion. Don't hurt your own people!"

Now that things have come to this, he feels that Zhou Sheng should be able to understand the seriousness of the situation.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'll remember it!" Zhou Sheng agreed readily.

Zhang Zhiwei has a photographic memory. No matter how complicated the strange diagram and text are, he can remember them at a glance.

Although Zhou Sheng has a good memory, it is still difficult for him to remember such a complex structure.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. He ran back to the Tianshi Mansion, took paper and pen, and spent another half a day carefully recording the contents on the ground and put them away solemnly.

Afterwards, the two wiped off the traces on the ground and returned to the Tianshi Mansion.

As soon as he returned to the Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Zhiwei was stopped by his fellow disciples.

"Brother Zhiwei, you've been back in the mountains for two or three days, why haven't you been seen for so long? Are you in seclusion?"

"That should be the case. Huaiyi and Jinzhong went into seclusion after returning. They haven't come out yet. They said they listened to the Zen master's talk about Buddhism."

"Brother Zhiwei, the story of you breaking into Mount Tiantai, expelling evil, and seeking justice has spread throughout the martial arts world. It's said that you gathered a group of heroes and went to Mount Tiantai together. After a fierce battle, you forced the abbot of the Tiantai Sect to commit suicide on the spot."

"Some say that you went into the mountains alone and beat the monks of the Tiantai Sect into a pulp. In short, there are all kinds of stories, and they get more and more outrageous. We don't know which one to believe. Please tell us about the scene at that time yourself!"

"Yes, yes, the rumors outside are too false. Jinzhong is in seclusion again. Brother Zhiwei, you should tell us in person!"

All the fellow disciples surrounded him and talked at once.

“Everyone wants to hear it, so I’ll tell you about it!

Faced with the enthusiastic fellow apprentices, Zhang Zhiwei naturally did not spoil the fun and started to tell the story immediately.

(End of this chapter)