Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 369: Quan Xing Pays Homage to the Mountain (Part )
"Wu Man! Get up here!"

When Wu Gensheng embarrassed the famous and upright masters of the Xuanmen with his mocking words, they decided to swallow their anger and watched Wang Yi and the others leave.

The old patriarch of the Wang family, one of the four famous families, could no longer suppress his hatred for not taking revenge on his enemy. He shouted angrily, looking past his companions. The unknown hermit Wu Man, who was originally preparing to follow the crowd down the mountain, also stopped.

"Master, everyone, this is my retribution. I will not be traveling with you any more."

"Folks, please do as you please."

"Layman, do you still remember what I said at that time? Your karma has not been cleared up yet."

"I know, but the consequences are ahead, how can I avoid them?"

Although Wang Yi had anticipated this sudden change, he did not expect that the old patriarch of the Wang family was also a man of temperament and still had not forgotten the feud between his family and Wu Man at this time.

Everyone turned around and watched Wu Man walk step by step towards the old patriarch of the Wang family.

"Wu Man, it's time to settle all old and new grudges here! Everyone, do you blame me for being reckless?"

"Master Wang, you don't have to accommodate us. The blood debt between the Quan Xing monster and us is no longer a debt."

They were originally very angry that Wang Yi, Zhang Zhiwei and Wu Gensheng had tricked them and disrupted the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Now that the old patriarch of the Wang family had come out to settle the score, they were happy to watch the show and naturally expressed their support. They also kept a close eye on Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei to prevent them from taking any action.

Something unexpected happened, and Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei had no choice but to accept defeat and watch these famous and righteous people turn the tables.

On the mountain path, the mysterious lay Buddhist Wu Man stood completely defenseless in front of the old patriarch of the Wang family, with his hands clasped together, silently chanting Buddhist scriptures.

But this scene was seen as a provocation by the old patriarch of the Wang family. He shouted angrily and raised his hand to slap him.

The palm wind spread out in all directions, and Wu Man was knocked back repeatedly by the palm, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Wu Man not resisting, the old patriarch of the Wang family became even more furious. He slapped Wu Man with two palms again, knocking him to the ground with a pale face.

After all, he was a famous figure in Quanxing who had been in and out of Quanxing three times and remained immortal for many years. Even if Wu Man did not use his internal energy to resist, his foundation prevented him from being directly defeated by the three angry palms of the old patriarch Wang.

He still kept his hands clasped together and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

"What are you doing? You want me to do that? Wu Man, stand up and fight back! Fight back!"

The other party's lack of resistance made the old master Wang feel insulted. He did not continue to attack for a while, but just asked Wu Man angrily.

"Donor, in order to realize that the five aggregates are empty, I have incurred a blood debt, harmed others and myself, and now retribution has come upon me. This is the law of nature. There is no reason to resist."

"The five aggregates are empty? The five aggregates are empty! Then what qualifications do you have to chant Buddhist scriptures for me here!"

"The scriptures are not recited for me, but for the donor. I hope my life can help the donor dispel the inner demons."

As he spoke, Patriarch Wang had already walked up to Wu Man and pointed at her.

"Let it go. You are not qualified to chant the Buddha's name or recite the sutras. You are not worthy to chant the Buddha's name or recite the sutras for me."

Wu Man did not answer, but continued to recite scriptures silently, while the old master Wang was even more straightforward. How could the other party be so frank!
Since you like chanting Buddha's name and reciting scriptures so much, I will prevent you from doing so!

He raised his hand and grabbed Wu Man's hair. He pulled it hard and pulled out a bunch of Wu Man's hair, which was smeared with blood.

The severe pain caused Wu Man's breathing to stagnate. After he slowed down, he continued to recite the scriptures.

When Patriarch Wang saw Wu Man like this, he kept moving his hands.

He violently pulled out handfuls of hair from Wu Man's head. After a short while, Wu Man's head was covered in blood, with only a few clumps of hair still stuck to her scalp.

Wu Man was breathing rapidly and her body was shaking, but she still persisted. However, the old master Wang was so angry that he was panting like a cow and his eyes were red.

After a long time, Wu Man finally responded.

"Thank you for giving me the tonsure."

"I'll shave your mother!"

Patriarch Wang kicked Wu Man away and directly used his family's inherited method - Divine Painting!
The ink-colored true Qi surged out from the body of Patriarch Wang. Patriarch Wang also took out a scroll from his arms and unfolded it in the air. The people in the painting were a mother and son.

True Qi poured into the painting, and soon, the mother and child who were originally in the painting walked out of the painting. With a pair of sad and beautiful eyes, she held the baby in the cradle and just looked at Wu Man.

The appearance of the woman and the baby finally made Wu Man's expression fluctuate.

"Become a monk? Wu Man, do you still recognize the mother and son?"

"Donor, the old friend is gone, why do you still want to humiliate them and their child?"

"Humiliation? Wan'er died with her eyes wide open. Before she died, she asked me, her brother, to ask you in person why you did that! Tell me! In front of them and their child, you, their husband and father, give them a reason to rest in peace!"

The mad look of old Patriarch Wang and Wu Man's painful expression made everyone roughly understand the blood feud between the Wang family and Wu Man.

The expressions of the Taoist masters on the mountain were even more interesting. They had not expected that anything could be discussed at this Luotian Grand Ceremony. In previous similar incidents of foreign invasions of China, they only contributed money and effort, but never sent anyone.

After all, no matter how the sky above their heads changes, it won’t be a big loss to them.

This time, Wu Gensheng used the Fengtian Jingnan incident in the past to mock these famous and upright sects, which already made them lose face, and made the wandering people and small sects ready to make a move.

They were about to accept this loss with a pinch of their nose, but they didn't expect that the old master Wang would expose his own family scandal and reveal the grudge between Wu Man and the Wang family, which actually helped them.

They looked down from their high vantage point, looking at the wandering folks and small sects who were watching the show on the mountain road of Longhu Mountain, and took in their expressions.

Yes, even if you want to place a bet, you have to read the market carefully first, just like Quan Xing did when he was in Fengtian Jingnan. Do you think that following Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei's bets will allow you to turn the tables and become equals to us, the orthodox sects of Xuanmen? You wish!
Zhang Zhiwei frowned and sighed.

"This master of the Wang family is indeed a ruthless man. Although the divine painting technique can make the fake look real, the painting lacks a certain charm after all. But he actually asked a Taoist master to refine the souls of his sister and nephew into it, just for today? Old Wang, your plan is going to fail."

Confine the spirit? This Wang family is really destined to conquer spirits and send generals, Wang Yi thought to himself, and looking at the scene in front of him, he could only give an optimistic answer.

"Whether it will fail or not depends on what Wu Man does."

Wang Yi was not unaware of the feud between Wu Man and the Wang family, and he also knew what the outcome would be.

But in the current situation, he didn't dare to bet whether the feud between Wu Man and the old patriarch of the Wang family would end in the same way as in the original time and space. He could only take a gamble here.

"Layman, all the mistakes and sins are caused by me. I have no face to face them and I can't deceive myself to make up a reason for them to die in peace. You should do whatever you want to me on their behalf, but you can't imprison their souls in the painting. Let them go."

"Do you feel sorry for them now? Well, then you should take this painting from me and let them enter reincarnation early. Otherwise, I will let them and their children eat your flesh and suck your blood! Let them be entangled with you for generations!"

"In that case, I'm sorry." After apologizing, Wu Man also changed his usual behavior. He raised his hand and blasted out with a palm of great compassion. The power was so great that it was impossible to tell that he had just suffered several heavy blows from the old master Wang.

Divine painting, the finishing touch!

Wu Man's counterattack excited the old patriarch Wang. He flicked his long sleeves and several scrolls flew out and unfolded in the air. The scrolls were all ink paintings of dragons without eyes. As the old patriarch Wang turned the divine Qi into ink drops and dropped them in, the dragons in the scrolls also flew out, tore Wu Man's palm of great compassion into pieces, and pounced towards Wu Man to bite it.

This was also the first time that Wang Yi witnessed the killing skills of Shen Tu, the heirloom of the Wang family.

After all, the two signature skills in painting that are recognized by the world's extraordinary people cannot be achieved with only an auxiliary means such as communication.

But if we simply turn the fake objects in the painting into real ones, it would be a bit of a misnomer.

No matter how you try to make the fake look real, what is fake is still fake. Just by drawing a Gatling gun, it won’t become a Gatling gun.

As Wang Yi was thinking this, Wu Man on the field was already fighting with several black dragons summoned by the old patriarch Wang. The dragon claws were like knives, cutting Wu Man's clothes and leaving streaks of blood.

Then Wang Yi discovered that the bodies of these black dragons in ink paintings were gradually solidifying. Upon closer inspection, he also found that drops of blood were flying out from Wu Man's wounds, turning into blood ink and gathering on these black dragons, solidifying their bodies.

Divine painting: Birds pay homage to the phoenix!

Another large painting opened, and hundreds of birds cried and flew out from the scroll, with sharp beaks and claws, all surrounding Wu Man, cooperating with the attacking black dragons to harass her continuously. Patriarch Wang then took out a blank scroll from his arms, used his fingers as a pen, and his true energy as ink, and wrote on the blank scroll.

Wu Man also knew what big move the old master Wang was planning, so he simply exchanged injuries for injuries and killed him in close.

Opening and closing his palms widely, doing three out and three returns, and three bows to Buddhism, Wu Man learned many skills, such as the Palm of Great Compassion, the Prajna Palm, the Buddhist Big Seal and the free-of-charge palm.

In Wang Yi's opinion, its power is so great that even Xiao Zizai and Wu Man, who came from the orthodox Xuanmen of Lingyin Temple in later generations' company, are slightly inferior to it.

Not to mention that Wu Man also mastered these three unique skills. These creatures in the paintings, which absorbed Wu Man's blood and gradually came to life, became more mysterious. The raging fire, poisonous smoke, and yellow sand were unable to stop Wu Man's steps at all.

The work of the old master Wang seemed to have reached a critical juncture. He glanced at the mother and son beside him and pointed at Wu Man.

Upon receiving the order, the mother and son let out a cry together and pounced towards Wu Man.

The indestructible flesh palm stopped at the beautiful woman and child who had been betrayed in the past. The mother and son did not have any magical means. They just pounced on Wu Man and bit her. Wu Man immediately bled profusely, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the beautiful woman's eyes.

The creatures in the painting that were swimming around rushed forward like sharks smelling blood, completely stopping Wu Man's charge.

Blood continued to flow out of Wu Man's body, and her face turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

The ultimate move that Patriarch Wang had been holding back finally took shape. As the creature in the painting that he had summoned earlier continued to absorb Wu Man's blood and transfer it to the blank scroll of Patriarch Wang, soon a brand new, young Wu Man walked out of the scroll and stood in front of the master.

The laughter of Patriarch Wang also became crazy.

"How about it? I'll kill you, draw out your blood, peel off your skin, and Wan'er and her family will finally be reunited in the underworld. As for you, I'll throw you to feed the dogs! Haha, hahaha!"

Looking at Wu Man who might die from blood being drawn at any time, the expression of old Patriarch Wang became distorted. Only he himself knew how much of the pleasure of revenge there was in this.

Facing the old patriarch Wang who was suffering so much torture because of his past crimes, and looking at his wife and children in his arms who were crying blood but still holding on to him, Wu Man also sighed.

Sitting cross-legged, he stopped struggling.

Recite the scriptures again.

"All sentient beings who have not yet been liberated have uncertain natures and consciousnesses. They develop bad habits and develop good habits. They do good or evil and are born according to circumstances. They revolve in the five realms, stopping to rest and moving through countless aeons. They are confused and have difficulties. They are like fish swimming in a net. They will flow for a long time. They will escape for a while and then be caught again. I am worried about them. Since you have fulfilled your vows and made solemn vows for countless aeons to save sinners, why should I worry about you?"

The sound of the sutras echoed along the mountain path of Longhu Mountain, carrying with it a sense of compassion and liberation.

Under the influence of this scripture, the beautiful woman and the infant spirit who were biting Wu Man's body with tears of blood gradually showed expressions, slowly loosened their mouths, and their faces that were filled with resentment and hatred became peaceful.

A bit of soul flew out from the top of their heads, circled in front of Wu Man for a while, and then turned into a wisp of breeze and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"I have let you and your son down in this life. I hope you can meet a good person in the next life and live a happy life. I will recite Buddhist scriptures for you forever in the hell of endless suffering."

Wu Man's face was calm, and although there was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, she only uttered these words.

But the old master Wang was not feeling well. He had been tormented by hatred for more than 20 years. Now he was about to take revenge, but the relatives he wanted to avenge had let go of their obsession and turned into the wind.

"you···"

"Donor, if you still have resentment, Wu Man's life and soul are here for you to deal with. I just hope that you can be freed and no longer suffer."

"What's the use of me wanting your life!"

Wu Man's detachment and freedom made old Patriarch Wang very angry. He dispersed the creature that was entangled with him and rushed forward, knocked the bruised and wounded Wu Man to the ground, and punched him.

Like two children fighting.

Until the old master Wang fell to the ground gasping for breath, Wu Man was barely breathing and her life and death were in a moment.

The blood feud and life-and-death fight between the two seemed like a farce at this moment.

Wu Gensheng stood there, his face expressionless. Jin Feng looked reluctant and grabbed Wu Gensheng's sleeve, ready to speak.

After venting his anger, the old master Wang also burst into tears.

"If you had known better back then, how could Wan'er have suffered? You would be free, you would be liberated, but what did Wan'er do wrong?"

"I just walked out after being enlightened by the headmaster. I am not liberated, nor free. I have too many karmas in this life, and I have not yet paid them off. I just don't want to see anyone else sinking in this sea of ​​suffering because of my sins. Donor, you should accept my death."

"Want to die? I won't grant your wish! I will keep your breath alive but cripple your four limbs, making your remaining life miserable. I want to see how you can become empty!"

Patriarch Wang moved his fingers to seal the major acupoints on Wu Man's body, then he transformed his divine power into a knife and was about to cut off Wu Man's limbs.

But at this moment, a hand appeared out of thin air between Patriarch Wang and Wu Man, blocking the attack for Wu Man who was ready to be killed, and also repelling Patriarch Wang.

A figure wearing a bamboo hat walked out of the air and a voice came.

"Master, you would rather bring outsiders here to make such a commotion than bring us along to play? That's not very fair."

The moment this figure appeared, someone recognized his identity.

"Chuan Lin Yan Zi, Yin Cheng Feng?!"

(End of this chapter)