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

He looked up at me, then shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I just don't understand something."

Zhang Hao frowned upon hearing this and said, "Master, do you know about Lu Liang's Soul Enlightenment Technique? It is something engraved into his blood. He even thought it was the Lu family's innate skill."

Tian Jinzhong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zhang Hao to mention Lu Liang's Soul Enlightenment Technique. He shook his head and said, "I have also heard of the Lu family's Soul Enlightenment Technique. But I don't know the specific details."

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said, "Lü Liang's Soul Enlightenment Technique is not the Lu family's innate skill. It is... it is inherited from a person."

"What?" Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Hao in surprise, "You mean, Lu Liang's Soul Enlightenment Technique was inherited?"

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "Yes. And that person is... is..." He hesitated for a moment and finally said the name, "Duanmu Ying."

Tian Jinzhong's eyes widened. He couldn't believe his ears. Duanmu Ying, the owner of the legendary Eight Wonders, actually had such a deep connection with the Lu family's Soul-Clearing Technique.

At this time, Liang Fuguo and others also came over. When they heard Zhang Hao's words, they all showed puzzled expressions on their faces. Liang Fuguo said: "Zhang Hao, are you serious? The Lu family's soul-clearing technique was actually inherited from Duanmu Ying?"

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "That's right. Moreover, the Lu family did something very cruel in order to obtain this soul-clearing technique."

"What cruel thing?" Liang Fuguo and others asked in unison.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said, "Lü Ci, the patriarch of the Lu family, imprisoned Duanmu Ying and used her as a reproductive tool, allowing the children of the Lu family to combine with her and inherit her Minghun technique."

"What!" Liang Fuguo and others exclaimed, they couldn't believe their ears. The Lu family, the family that always regarded itself as righteous, would actually do such a cruel thing.

Zhang Hao looked at their reactions, but there was no ripple in his heart. He had recovered from his initial shock and was now just calmly stating the facts.

Zhang Zhiwei sneered at the side and said, "The Lu family is really good at this. In order to obtain the Eight Wonders, they are willing to give up even their dignity as human beings."

Tian Jinzhong remained silent, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He was angry and contemptuous of the Lu family's behavior, but also pleased with Zhang Hao's maturity and rationality.

Zhang Hao looked at Tian Jinzhong and said, "Master, you don't have to worry about me. I have let go of my obsession. I know that some things are not something we can change. But we can at least maintain our conscience and dignity."

"Zhang Hao, how do you know so much about the awakening of the Lu family's Shuangquan Hand bloodline?" Tian Jinzhong couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, as if everything was under his control. "The secret that the Lu family has concealed for decades is nothing but a passing cloud to me."

These words shocked everyone present. The secret that Lu Ci had always carefully guarded was revealed so easily by Zhang Hao.

Zhang Lingyu stood aside, his face gloomy, "The Lu family, every bloodline is full of sin, I wish I could eradicate them all!"

His voice was full of disgust and anger, and he was obviously deeply hurt by what the Lu family had done.

Liang Fuguo was very excited. "This incident of the Lu family is definitely big news! I have to record it carefully and let the company and other forces see what the Lu family is like!"

He was eager to make this incident public.

Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Hao, his eyes full of worry, "Zhang Hao, your exposure of the Lu family this time may attract the attention of the company. You should stay in Longhu Mountain. With me and the old Taoist priest here, no one can touch you."

His tone was full of concern, and he obviously regarded Zhang Hao as his own relative.

Zhang Hao shook his head. "Tian Lao, I appreciate your kindness. But I have something to ask the old Taoist priest."

He turned and looked at Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, as if he had seen through Zhang Hao's thoughts. "If you have any questions, just ask."

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and asked solemnly: "Old Heavenly Master, do you know the real secret of Shuangquan Hand? Why can the Lu family awaken their bloodline so easily?"

As soon as this question was asked, everyone present held their breath, waiting for Zhang Zhiwei's answer.

Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Shuangquan Hand is not unique to the Lu family. Its real secret involves the origin and truth of the alien world. The Lu family was able to awaken their bloodline because they mastered a special method."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started talking, obviously shocked by the answer.

Wang Ye couldn't help but ask, "Old Heavenly Master, what exactly is this method? Can you tell us?"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. "This method involves too many secrets and dangers. I cannot easily tell you. But what I can tell you is that this method is not the right way. It will bring unpredictable consequences to the user."

His words made everyone present fall into deep thought, obviously touched by the answer.

"Master, I have a bold guess." Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said slowly, "The birth of the Eight Wonders may be related to the mysterious box that Wu Gensheng took out."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but he did not show too much surprise. He asked calmly: "Oh? Why do you have such an idea?"

Zhang Hao described in detail what he had seen and heard in the Tang Sect, especially the process of Wu Gensheng and the other thirty-five people forming a brotherhood. He focused on the appearance of the mysterious box and its importance in the brotherhood ceremony.

"That box seems to have extraordinary power." Zhang Hao's eyes revealed an indescribable awe. "Moreover, Wu Gensheng's purpose in gathering thirty-five people to form an oath of brotherhood is not simple. I think that box may be inextricably linked to the birth of the Eight Wonders."

After listening to Zhang Hao's narration, Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment. There was no obvious expression on his face, but his eyes were shining with a deep light.

"Your guess is not without reason." Zhang Zhiwei finally spoke, "That box is indeed a mystery. Wu Gensheng summoned thirty-five people to form an oath of brotherhood, probably to solve this mystery."

He paused and continued, "However, you must understand that pursuing the answer to this question may cost a huge price. Wu Gensheng has already paid the price of his life for this. Are you also willing to pay everything for this answer?"

Zhang Hao was shocked when he heard this. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "I am willing. As long as I can uncover the truth behind the Eight Wonders, I will do it no matter how much it costs." Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Hao's determined eyes and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He knew that this young man was ready to face all difficulties. He nodded and said nothing more.

"Master, who am I? What secrets does this world hide?" Zhang Hao turned around and looked at Zhang Zhiwei beside him, his eyes full of confusion.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed softly, stroked Zhang Hao's head, and said: "Hao'er, you will know one day. But remember, some truths may not be as beautiful as you imagine."

Zhang Hao nodded, his eyes gleaming with an unyielding light: "No matter what the truth is, I will pursue it. This is my path, and it is also my destiny."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Hao, feeling both relieved and worried. He knew that Zhang Hao's determination could not be shaken, so he could only let nature take its course and let him pursue the unknown truth.

"Master, what exactly are the Eight Great Skills? Why do they drive people so crazy?" Zhang Hao suddenly asked.

Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The Eight Wonders may be the method to become an immortal, or a part of the method to become an immortal. But it is not easy to comprehend the Eight Wonders."

"Oh? What conditions are required?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"First, we need the 'immortal object' in Wu Gensheng's mysterious box; second, the person who can comprehend the Eight Wonders must be a disciple of someone who has achieved immortality and ascended to heaven." Zhang Zhiwei said slowly.

Zhang Hao heard this and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes: "So that's how it is. No wonder no one in the Sanyi Sect has been able to comprehend the Eight Wonders. No one in their history has ever ascended to heaven. Even if one cultivates to the third level of the Reverse Life Technique, it still cannot reach the heavens."

“Yes, although the third level of Reverse Rebirth is powerful, it can ultimately not reach the path of Immortality. Zuo Rutong’s death is the best proof of this.” Zhang Zhiwei sighed.

Zhang Hao was silent, and he had a deeper understanding of the history and skills of the alien world. He knew that his road was still long and he needed to continue to pursue and explore.

"Master, I will continue to work hard. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I will not give up." Zhang Hao said firmly.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Hao, with a gleam of relief in his eyes: "Okay, Hao'er. I believe you can find your own way and uncover the layers of fog."

"Master, can I really remove that restriction?" Zhang Hao turned around and looked at Zhang Zhiwei beside him, his eyes full of confusion.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly and patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder. "Hao'er, it's not easy for you to draw such a conclusion from your trip to the Tang Sect. But that restriction is indeed not so easy to break."

"Then Master, do you think that 'immortals' really exist?" Zhang Hao asked.

Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Immortals may exist, or they may not. But one thing is certain, the path to becoming an immortal is by no means an easy one. Look at Zuo Rutong, he practiced Taoism his entire life and almost reached the state of ascension, but in the end he failed."

"Why?" Zhang Hao was puzzled.

"Because he hasn't found his own way. Practicing Taoism is not just about cultivating magical powers, but more importantly, it is about cultivating the mind. Only when the state of mind is reached can one truly touch the threshold of immortality." Zhang Zhiwei said earnestly.

Zhang Hao nodded thoughtfully, but the confusion in his heart was not completely resolved. He thought of the image of Zhang Boduan ascending to heaven. Was that really an immortal? Or was it some unknown force at work?

"What do you think, is becoming an immortal a scam?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the sky, his eyes full of confusion.

"A hoax?" Zhang Hao sneered, "Maybe. But it's more likely that the 'immortals' really exist, but they don't want us to ascend."

Zhang Zhiwei turned around, frowning, "Why?"

"Because of the population red line." Zhang Hao said lightly, "There may be a delicate balance between aliens and 'immortals'. Once too many aliens ascend, this balance will be broken."

Zhang Zhiwei was silent. This speculation made him feel uneasy. If "immortals" really existed, what kind of existence were they? And why did they monitor and control the alien world so much?

"What is the true face of that 'immortal'?" Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows?" Zhang Hao shook his head. "Maybe they are just more advanced aliens, or maybe they come from another world. But in any case, their power is far beyond our imagination."

Zhang Zhiwei took a deep breath, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart. If the path to ascension was reopened, what kind of crisis would they face?
"Then what should we do?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, "Perhaps, we will never be able to reach that level. But at least, we should remain vigilant and not blindly pursue ascension."

Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a long time, and finally nodded: "You are right. Perhaps we should pay more attention to reality rather than those unattainable fantasies."

The two stood side by side, looking at the distant sky. The broken road to heaven seemed to be an eternal pain in their hearts. But no matter what, they had to face the reality and move on.

As time went by, life in the alien world remained peaceful. But both Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Hao knew that beneath that peace, there was a deep crisis hidden.

They don't know what kind of existence "immortals" are, nor do they know when the road to ascension will be reopened. But they know that no matter what the future holds, they must remain vigilant and protect their own world.

"Master, I still can't figure out what the Heavenly Master is. Where is the road to heaven?" Zhang Hao finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, stroked his beard, and said: "The Heavenly Master's Degree is a secret method passed down by successive generations of Heavenly Masters, which contains endless wisdom and power. The Road to Heaven is a road to a higher realm, but not everyone can walk this road."

Zhang Hao frowned even more tightly when he heard this, "Doesn't that mean that we practitioners are bound by these two paths?"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. "Whether you are bound or not is entirely up to you. The Heavenly Master's Degree and the Road to Heaven are just guides. The true path of cultivation still needs to be explored by yourself."

Zhang Hao nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly a firmness flashed in his eyes, "Master, I don't want to be bound by the Heavenly Master Degree and the Road to Heaven. I want to find my own way!"

Zhang Zhiwei heard this and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "Great! You have great ambition! The path of cultivation is full of unknowns and challenges. Only by daring to walk your own path can you achieve extraordinary success."

At this moment, there was a slight noise outside the house, as if someone was eavesdropping. Zhang Hao and Zhang Zhiwei looked at each other and smiled knowingly. (End of this chapter)