One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

"Master, senior brother, we are back!" Liang Fuguo said breathlessly.

"Well, you came at the right time. Next, we will face an unprecedented challenge." Zhang Zhiwei said in a deep voice.

"This... what kind of method is this?" Liang Fuguo widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Lingyu and Rong Shan beside him. All three of them showed expressions of surprise and doubt.

"Chen Jinkui, he is challenging Zhang Hao." Zhang Lingyu sighed lightly, with a complex look in his eyes.

"Challenge? He is courting death!" Rong Shan frowned, his voice full of worry, "How could he imagine Zhang Hao's strength?"

Liang Fuguo nodded and was about to speak, but he saw Chen Jinkui's figure becoming more and more strange, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and the speed was too fast to be captured by the naked eye. His heart tightened, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat at this moment, and he couldn't say them out.

"Hahaha, Chen Jinkui, do you really think you can touch the corner of my clothes?" A burst of laughter rang out, it was Zhang Hao.

"Zhang Hao, don't be so complacent!" Tang Feifei couldn't help but sneer at him. "Although you are about to become an immortal, Chen Jinkui is no ordinary man. If he goes all out, he may be able to defeat you!"

"Oh? Really?" Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said indifferently, "Then let him try."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jinkui suddenly paused, as if he was held in place by an invisible force. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear, as if he had seen something incredible.

"What...what's going on?" Chen Jinkui's voice was trembling, and his voice was full of fear. "Why...why can't I move?"

"Chen Jinkui, do you know the power of the forbidden world?" Zhang Hao said calmly, with a sense of majesty in his voice, "Although your cultivation is not shallow, in front of this power, you are like an ant."

Chen Jinkui was terrified when he heard this. He claimed to be the head of the Shuzi Sect, one of the ten masters, and had profound cultivation, but at this moment he was powerless in the face of this force. He felt as if he was bound by an invisible force and could not move at all.

"No... Impossible!" Chen Jinkui struggled to break free from the restraints, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless. He felt as if he was abandoned in a corner, no one cared about him, no one paid attention to him.

"Chen Jinkui, you lose." Zhang Hao's voice sounded again, with a bit of indifference, "You know, in this world, there are always some forces that you can't imagine."

Chen Jinkui was filled with despair when he heard this. He knew he had been defeated, completely defeated. He looked up at Zhang Hao, his eyes full of awe.

"Zhang Zhiwei, stop it." At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence. An old man walked slowly towards them. It was Zhang Zhiwei. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through all illusions.

"Zhang Hao, although you are very skilled, you don't have to do this." Zhang Zhiwei said calmly, with a sense of majesty in his voice, "Although Chen Jinkui was defeated, he is also one of my generation. Please let him go, and we will meet again in the future."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then retracted the power of the heaven and earth restriction. Chen Jinkui suddenly felt his body lighten, and the feeling of restraint disappeared instantly. He looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes full of gratitude. He knew that he was able to save his life today, all thanks to the old man's help.

"Thank you, Senior Zhang!" Chen Jinkui bowed, his voice full of respect.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, then turned and left. His figure gradually went farther and farther away, and finally disappeared outside the teahouse. Chen Jinkui stood there, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. He knew that what happened today would become the most unforgettable memory of his life.

There was a sharp gleam in Zhang Hao's eyes, as if he had noticed something, and his gaze was fixed on Chen Jinkui.

Chen Jinkui seemed unusually quiet at this moment, as if he was restrained by some invisible force.

Zhang Hao frowned slightly, and an inexplicable worry surged in his heart. He waved his hand gently, and an invisible force separated Chen Jinkui's time and space, cutting off his connection with the world.

"Ah——" Chen Jinkui suddenly screamed, and his aura instantly became chaotic, as if he was swept by a violent storm. His eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he saw the horrible scene of himself falling into the abyss.

Zhang Hao was startled. He suddenly thought of the rumor that the former head of the Shuzi Sect went crazy because of the siege of Gu Jiting. Could it be that all this was related to the Daluo Cave? He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner fluctuations. He knew that he had to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise Chen Jinkui might really go crazy.

He closed his eyes and silently chanted the formula in his heart. A powerful force of heaven and earth restriction surged out of his body and enveloped Chen Jinkui. However, this force did not seem to have the expected effect, but made Chen Jinkui's situation worse.

Zhang Hao was anxious, and he knew he couldn't hesitate any longer. He suddenly opened his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and a more powerful force burst out from his palms. This force instantly dispersed the power of heaven and earth that enveloped Chen Jinkui, and rescued him from the chaotic time and space.

"Plop——" Chen Jinkui fell to his knees, gasping for air, his collar soaked with cold sweat. He looked up at Zhang Hao, his eyes full of fear and gratitude. He knew that he almost went crazy just now, and all this was because of Zhang Hao's timely action.

"You...why did you save me?" Chen Jinkui asked with a trembling voice.

Zhang Hao did not answer his question, but glanced at him calmly and said, "Daluodongguan is closely related to time and space. If you continue to be stubborn, you will sooner or later follow in the footsteps of the previous Shuzi Sect Master."

Chen Jinkui was startled when he heard this. He realized how ridiculous his previous arrogance and contempt were. He looked at Zhang Hao deeply and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Taoist! I... I will never dare to do that again."

At this moment, Wang Ye hurried over and was shocked when he saw this scene. He walked to Chen Jinkui, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Jinkui, are you okay?"

Chen Jinkui shook his head and said, "It's okay. Thank you for your concern, Brother Wang."

Zhang Zhiwei also rushed over and looked at Chen Jinkui and said, "Jinkui, you should give up. The threshold of Fenghou Qimen is too high for you."

Chen Jinkui felt a pain in his heart when he heard this. He knew that his previous arrogance and contempt had already made him pay a heavy price. He clenched his fists and pounded on the ground, saying with tears streaming down his face: "I... I am unwilling! Why can't I learn Fenghou Qimen?"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and said, "You have a long way to go and you still have many opportunities to pursue your dreams, but Fenghou Qimen is really not something you can touch."

Chen Jinkui was filled with despair when he heard this. He knew that he had lost the opportunity to learn Fenghou Qimen. He looked up at the sky with his eyes filled with reluctance and regret...

Fenghou Qimen, this name is like a curse, making people yearn for it and fear it. It hangs high in the clouds, as if only those true martial arts geniuses can get a glimpse of it. The ancestors of Wudang Mountain, many heroes, paid the price of their lives for this unique skill, some went crazy, some died, and the few who remained seemed to be imprisoned in the inner scene, unable to extricate themselves.

Chen Jinkui's eyes flickered with desire for Fenghou Qimen.

However, when he really tried to touch the mysterious door, he found himself as if bound by an invisible force. He tried to use the power of the heaven and earth prohibition to withdraw from the space, but in just a moment, he felt a huge pressure that made him breathless, as if the whole world was collapsing in his mind. He was almost going crazy. The pain and despair made him understand the horror of Fenghou Qimen. "Brother Chen, if you continue to be stubborn, I'm afraid you will really go crazy." Zhang Hao's voice sounded like a clear spring in Chen Jinkui's ears. He looked at Chen Jinkui's painful expression and couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart. He knew that Chen Jinkui's desire for Fenghou Qimen had penetrated into his bones, but he also knew that it was a road of no return.

"Master Zhang, I..." Chen Jinkui's voice trembled a little. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

"Brother Chen, if you really want to learn Fenghou Qimen, you have to wait until you have enough experience. Otherwise, you will just follow in the footsteps of those predecessors." Zhang Hao's words were like a sharp sword, piercing directly into Chen Jinkui's heart. He was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply.

"Master Zhang, you are right. I... I give up for now." Chen Jinkui's voice was a little hoarse, but full of determination. He knew that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he would really go crazy.

Wang Ye stood aside, watching Chen Jinkui's back as he left, and couldn't help but feel a little grateful. He knew that Zhang Hao's words not only saved Chen Jinkui's life, but also saved himself. He looked at Zhang Hao gratefully, and then bowed deeply.

"Master Zhang, thank you so much." Wang Ye's voice was a little choked.

Zhang Hao smiled faintly and waved his hand. "You're too polite, Brother Wang. I just said what I had to say." His voice was calm and indifferent, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him.

At this time, Liang Fuguo came over. He looked at Zhang Zhiwei, then at Zhang Hao and Wang Ye, and seemed to have something to say. But Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, signaling him not to say more. He turned to Zhang Mingdao with a smile on his face.

"Brother Zhang, your poison has been cured. How do you feel?" Zhang Zhiwei's voice was gentle and kind.

Zhang Mingdao was so excited that his eyes were filled with tears. He held Zhang Zhiwei's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhang, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I... I really don't know what to say."

"Brother Zhang, you are too polite. We are all from the same world, and it is only natural for us to help each other." Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile. He looked at Zhang Mingdao's excited expression and felt relieved. He knew that his medical skills had saved another life.

Zhang Mingdao lay quietly on the bamboo couch, his face as pale as paper, like a withered lotus. However, as the faint green light from Chen Duo's hand slowly poured in, a hint of life gradually appeared on his face. The junior brother watched nervously from the side, clenching his hands, as if he was also contributing his own strength to this miraculous healing.

"How...how is this possible?" Rong Shan's voice trembled, his eyes full of astonishment and confusion. For many years, they have been looking for a way to cure the poison, but to no avail. Now, this sudden turn of events made him almost unable to believe his eyes.

Liang Fuguo patted Rong Shan's shoulder gently with a smile on his face: "This is fate. Mingdao's luck finally allowed him to survive this disaster." His voice was full of relief and pride, as if all this was the result of his careful arrangement.

Rong Shan took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement. He turned to Liang Fuguo and said, "I, Rong Shan, will remember your kindness today. I will definitely host a banquet to entertain you all to express my gratitude."

Rong Shan personally cooked and prepared a sumptuous dinner. Liang Fuguo, his junior apprentice, Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong and others sat around the table, laughing and talking. Wang Ye, Chen Duo and Tang Feifei were also invited to attend, and their arrival added a bit of unusual color to the dinner.

After three rounds of drinks, Liang Fuguo suddenly stood up and said to everyone: "Although today's incident has come to an end, the killer that Mingdao encountered still needs to be tracked down. I have made up my mind and will go down the mountain to investigate this matter tomorrow." His voice was firm and powerful, like a towering mountain that could not be ignored.

Zhang Zhiyu and Zhang Mingdao also expressed their willingness to go with him. Rong Shan had no choice but to nod and agree. He knew that Liang Fuguo would face many dangers on this trip, but he also understood that this was their responsibility as disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.

During this period, Wang Ye, Chen Duo, and Tang Feifei stayed at the Tianshi Mansion. They got along well with Zhang Lingyu, Rong Shan, and others, and either played in the mountains and rivers or accompanied the two seniors Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong. Their arrival brought a lot of laughter to the Tianshi Mansion.

Zhang Hao chose to practice in seclusion. He came to a small wooden house in the back mountain alone and began a long journey of practice. He raised his Qi to the extreme and practiced the Zhengyi Immortal Method. Whenever it was late at night, he would feel the surging power in his body. He seemed to be talking to the stars and resonating with the heaven and earth.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the day of the end of the training period. When Zhang Hao walked out of the wooden house, he seemed to have been reborn. There was a bright light in his eyes, as if it contained endless star power. He took a deep breath and felt the powerful force surging in his body. He knew that he had succeeded in his training.

"To cultivate both the body and soul is the great way." Zhang Hao muttered to himself. He knew that the road of cultivation was long and difficult, but as long as he had firm faith and unremitting efforts, he would be able to reach the end. He looked at the sky in the distance, his heart full of expectations and longings for the future.

Zhang Hao's heart was burning like a raging fire, his eyes were fixed on the soul crystal in front of him that was flickering with faint light, as if he saw the hope of his soul's sublimation.

"The heart is the home of the spirit; the spirit is the root of the soul." Zhang Hao whispered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty mountains, with a bit of firmness and persistence. He knew that only when the soul was strong could the mind be more tenacious. And swallowing this soul crystal was the only way for him to become powerful.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to mobilize the Qi and star power in his body. He felt powerful forces surging in his body, as if they were about to break through his body. However, he was not afraid, but more excited. He knew that this was a sign before swallowing the soul crystal, and it was also the beginning of his transformation.

"It's time!" Zhang Hao opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashing with determination. He stretched out his hands and slowly approached the soul crystal. However, just as he was about to touch the soul crystal, a powerful energy wave burst out from the soul crystal, shocking him back again and again.

"It's really not simple!" Zhang Hao sneered, but his eyes flashed with a more blazing light. He quickly adjusted his breathing, mobilized the power in his body again, and at the same time performed the method of Godhead manifestation, communicating the power of faith, and warming his soul.

As time went by, Zhang Hao felt his soul gradually become stronger under the nourishment of the power of faith. He took a deep breath and attacked the soul crystal again. This time, he successfully touched the soul crystal, and a powerful energy instantly poured into his body.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, who were far away on the top of the mountain, also sensed this powerful energy fluctuation. They smiled at each other, with admiration in their eyes.

"It seems that this kid is ready." Zhang Zhiwei said lightly.

"Yes, his progress is really amazing." Tian Jinzhong nodded and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

The two said no more, and disappeared in a flash. When they appeared again, they had come to the back mountain where Zhang Hao was. They saw Zhang Hao was concentrating on devouring the soul crystal, and they couldn't help but show admiration on their faces.

"This kid is really courageous!" Zhang Zhiwei exclaimed.

"Yes, his future is limitless." Tian Jinzhong also agreed.

The two stood aside and watched Zhang Hao's swallowing process quietly, their hearts full of expectation and satisfaction. Just then, a breeze blew, bringing bursts of flower fragrance. The two looked up and saw a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, casting a silvery-white light.

"How about we play a game of chess?" Zhang Zhiwei suggested.

"Good idea!" Tian Jinzhong agreed readily.

The two set up the chessboard under the moonlight and started a relaxing game. Their laughter and conversation echoed in the night sky, adding a bit of warmth and harmony to this quiet night. Zhang Hao continued to devour the soul crystal under their gaze, and his soul was sublimated and transformed at this moment. (End of this chapter)