Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 127: A Millennium of Change
Retreat is a very boring thing, especially for Wang Yi.

Because he didn't know whether the causal backlash of his own initiative to reveal the secret would be serious, and whether it would cause changes in the incident in April. But he couldn't let the sorcerer do divination, because he wasn't a time traveler, and if he asked someone to do divination like that, he might die on the spot with blood coming out of his seven orifices before he could even say anything.

He can only carry it on his own, but there are still two months until April. It is really uncomfortable to wait and see whether the shoe will fall off his head.

But there is always good news in the seclusion. The current situation is very clear. No one thinks that the Beijing Marshal Zhang can defeat the Northern Expedition Army in the south. Marshal Zhang may have a good reputation outside the Great Wall, but inside the Great Wall, he is just so-so. The other two marshals of the Beiyang faction, Marshal Sun and Marshal Wu, were suppressed by the Northern Expedition Army. Only Marshal Zhang is left, and he can't stand alone.

The fact that Wang Yi, the number one person in the capital, suddenly went into seclusion and refused to see outsiders also sent a signal.

He will not get involved in this mess. Don't come to me for any trouble. I am only responsible for ensuring your safety in the capital, Marshal Zhang. I am not responsible for doing anything stupid like assassinating the king or killing you.

At least in the eyes of various forces in the capital, Wang Yi's retreat at this moment is sending out this signal.

Marshal Zhang didn't think anything was wrong in the Marshal's Mansion in the capital. He had been with Wang Yi so many times before, and he probably knew his bottom line. He was just cooperating with him, not making close friends. As the Gao family and the Chu Ma family said, the more powerful the aliens were, the more they had to stay out of the war that depended on the fate of a country. If they acted carelessly, they would suffer the consequences.

"Fuck you, they say there are only gods in the world, and you guys are gods in our eyes, but I didn't expect that you dare not do this, you can't do that, and you don't live as comfortably as I do."

"Master, if we could do everything, the world would only become more chaotic. There is no such thing as a cheap job for us."

"Why do I feel like you are pointing at me?"

Listening to the words of Gao Jin, a member of the Gao family, Marshal Zhang also felt a little sarcastic, but Gao Jin also understood Marshal Zhang's temperament.

"Master, we have seen what benefits you have brought to the people outside the Great Wall over the years. Although this may not be your original intention, in this world, the people outside the Great Wall really have to remember your kindness. They live much better than most people inside the Great Wall. But in the current situation, if you continue to stay inside the Great Wall and waste time with the South, it will not be worth it. Ambassador Uesugi..."

"What? Are you afraid that I will lose control of my temper and take over his business?"

As soon as the words came out, the Northeast King, who had been a powerful leader for many years, exuded a powerful aura without anger, a powerful leader who had climbed to his current position in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Although he was just an ordinary person, this ordinary person could uproot a sect of aliens with just a word. This aura made Gao Jin dare not say anything more, because he was really afraid that the Marshal Zhang in front of him could not help but take over the business of looting from the Japanese. The Gao family, the Chu Ma lineage, had finally rested and recuperated for these years and took a deep breath. If it happened again, their family and faction might really be wiped out outside the Great Wall.

"You all say that I'm dancing on three eggs, and I know that, but I also know what I can eat and what I can't give. Damn it, the worst that can happen is a beating. After eating so much food from them, if I use these things to fight back, they will feel worse than me."

"But handsome man, can we win?"

Because they were located outside the Great Wall, they watched their elders sacrifice one after another on that land, and also witnessed how Zhang Dashuai extorted money from the Japanese. Obviously, the total area of ​​the Japanese country was not as large as the three provinces outside the Great Wall, but they kept trying to get benefits from Zhang Dashuai over the years. Although the Japanese had complaints, they did not see their national strength decline.

From the small details, he knew that he really did not think highly of the outcome of Marshal Zhang's war with the Japanese.

Marshal Zhang glanced at the young man and asked, "Why did your Gao family fight against the Japanese and Tsarist Russia back then?"

Gao Jin did not answer because everyone knew the answer.

"Boy, you still have a lot to learn. By the way, I heard that a Japanese merchant group died at Hankou Railway Station, right?"

"It happened half a month ago. I checked with the people at the embassy."

“There may be more than just this batch.”

"Well, it's a sleight of hand. Although we don't know who did it, the deaths of the group that died in the open were so tragic that it also affected the group that died in the dark. They failed to reach a deal with the south."

"I was wondering why that old guy Uesugi has been coming to my house so often recently. Go, call Liuzi over and ask him to accompany him to visit his family tonight."

"Yes."

In the capital, as Wang Yi released the news of seclusion, some people kept a distance from the matter while others wanted to try to fish in troubled waters.

As for Wang Yi, who pretended to be in seclusion in the mansion at the foot of the city, his daily retreat was to enter into a state of meditation every day, let his soul leave his body and resonate with the magnetic field of heaven and earth, to see if he could feel the causal backlash that had not yet been released. Secondly, he was thinking about whether he could further improve his human body magnetic field. He had to leave something for the future generations after learning the skill from the Ghost Hand King and completing the job transfer in his own hands.

It was just that Wang Yi kept adjusting his mentality and waiting for the backlash of cause and effect to come, because the turmoil caused by Wang Yi's retreat was still expanding.
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Tianshi Mansion, Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi Province.

It has been more than a year since the Lu family birthday banquet martial arts competition in the 15th year of the Republic of China to now, in February of the 17th year of the Republic of China.

During this year, Zhang Zhiwei, the eldest disciple who had always been a headache for Master Zhang Jingqing, had also changed a little. Perhaps it was because he had really seen that there were people of the same generation who could compete with him, and he really took Zhang Jingqing's words to teach him with the result of the competition at the Lu family's birthday banquet to heart. Perhaps it was because of the last words Wang Yi said to him when they parted, telling him not to stick to the boundaries of Longhu Mountain and to explore more places outside Longhu Mountain.

After returning to the mountain, Zhang Zhiwei did not become law-abiding. Instead, he often went down the mountain and, following some advice from Wang Yi, walked outside the territory of Longhu Mountain, wearing a shabby Taoist robe and walking in the secular world to help himself practice.

Zhang Jingqing saw it all, but he could only let it go. Because Zhang Zhiwei had indeed changed. The previous Zhang Zhiwei was arrogant, the kind of arrogant who did not stand in other people's perspectives and only did things according to his own ideas. But he had the support of Longhu Mountain, and his own cultivation had long surpassed his peers. In addition to himself, even some high-level masters of the same generation as Zhang Jingqing Tianshi on the mountain were not sure whether they could beat Zhang Zhiwei. With such a background and his own strength advantage, too many people could not do anything to Zhang Zhiwei, whether on the mountain or below.

But Zhang Zhiwei now wants to go down the mountain by himself and go outside the territory of Longhu Mountain to see what the real world is like. Zhang Jingqing's heart is filled with joy, but he still has to put in the work of putting in the effort.

After all, in this world, the gates of Longhu Mountain are basically half-closed. Even if you are the first disciple of Tianshi Mansion, you can't just go down the mountain. Anyway, no one in Tianshi Mansion can stop you. You can report to the master and then go down the mountain secretly. When you come back, the master will let you face the wall according to the rules of Tianshi Mansion. Come out when the time is up, and then continue the previous operation.

The eldest disciple made him less worried, so he could relax and train another disciple who had great talents.

Over the past year, the eldest disciple Zhang Zhiwei has become more mature, gradually understands his good intentions, and demands himself with the standards of a saint, and treats others with the eyes of an ordinary person. Zhang Jingqing sometimes feels that Zhang Zhiwei has more of an ordinary flavor than a saint. But for Zhang Jingqing, this is not a bad thing, because he raised his disciple himself.

Although his talent does make him another figure in Tianshi Mansion who is no worse than the founder Zhang Daoling, there is only a high probability that he can succeed, and there is also a small probability that he cannot achieve enlightenment. If this small probability really happens, instead of letting Zhang Zhiwei be like a saint who is not happy with material things or sad with himself, he also wants his disciple to be able to start a family, get married and have children like ordinary people. After all, there is no taboo on marriage in Longhu Mountain.

The eldest disciple is becoming more sensible, and the other disciple is also gradually improving under his training. He only needs an opportunity to complete his transformation.

If everything goes well for these two disciples, after a hundred years, Zhang Zhiwei will pass on his tradition and maybe open up a new lineage for Longhu Mountain. Another disciple, Lin Huaiyi, will be able to take over his mantle and continue to maintain the heritage of Longhu Mountain. Together with his other disciples, then the thousands of years of heritage of Longhu Mountain will be thriving!

What triggered this change was the martial arts competition at the Lu family's birthday banquet, in which another genius, Wang Yi, gave his eldest disciple Zhang Zhiwei a rare setback.

In the side room, Taoist Priest Zhang Jingqing thought about the changes that had taken place on Mount Longhu over the past year or so, and his old face was filled with smiles. He thought that life was just like this and he didn't ask for too much.

"Master, Mr. Kuang Ya from the Trinity Sect wants to see you."

Mr. Kuang Ya is naturally the Taoist name of Si Chong, a high-ranking master of the Sanyi Sect. Except for his peers who can call him by his name, younger generations from other sects like Tian Jinzhong mostly call him by his Taoist name.

Outside the door was another disciple, Tian Jinzhong, who was wearing a Taoist robe, had a few gray hairs, and had a pair of bright eyes.

This is also the one that Zhang Jingqing worries the least among his many disciples. His talent is above average, but his character is the best among all his disciples. He is not as crazy as Zhang Zhiwei, nor as thief as Lin Huaiyi. He is less smooth and more pragmatic. If the first two disciples can pass on the tradition and the mantle, then Tian Jinzhong is the best protector. If Longhu Mountain really encounters a disaster one day, and the tradition and the mantle may be destroyed, Tian Jinzhong is the only protector who can find a suitable successor to pass on the tradition and the mantle.

"Got it. Let me get ready."

"Master, you'd better hurry up. Mr. Kuang Ya looks very urgent. He said he brought a handwritten letter from the left chief, and he needs your personal review."

The door of the wing room opened, and Zhang Jingqing's burly figure walked out. Before Tian Jinzhong could react, he had already passed him and walked towards the main hall of the Tianshi Mansion where guests were received. Tian Jinzhong also hurriedly followed.

Si Chong, who had been waiting in the main hall, also met Zhang Jingqing. Without much greeting, he directly explained his purpose and handed Zuo Rutong's handwritten letter to Zhang Jingqing.

After learning the contents of the letter, Zhang Jingqing immediately dismissed his attendants, leaving only himself and Si Chong.

That night, Zhang Jingqing, looking pale and weak, walked out of the room, handed the divination results to Si Chong, and asked him to go down the mountain quickly.

He ignored the support of other disciples and asked his disciple Tian Jinzhong.

"Where's Zhiwei?"

"Brother, he has been down the mountain for more than a month."

"You must all go down the mountain right now, and ask Jianghu Inn or your own connections to find him for me. Once you find him, bring him back to me immediately! Go!"

"Yes!"

Many disciples of Mount Longhu did not understand why Zhang Jingqing's mood suddenly changed and why he was so impatient to call Zhang Zhiwei back to the mountain, but they also had to ask the young disciples who had been disciples for less than a year to take good care of Zhang Jingqing. Then they hurried back to their rooms to pack up, and followed Si Chong, the high-level master of the Sanyi Sect, and left Mount Longhu.

The young disciple, who had never seen Zhang Jingqing so strong and vigorous, carefully helped him back to his room. But as for Zhang Jingqing, he did not suffer any internal injuries, he was just over-exerted and needed to regulate his breathing.

And on Zhang Jingqing's desk, there was also a note with four words written on it.

It was these four words of comment that almost drained Zhang Jingqing dry.

The content of this four-character comment is: A thousand years of change!

(End of this chapter)