Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 111: Master, your extraordinary wealth is coming

Chapter 111: Master, your extraordinary wealth is here
"hehe."

Hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but laugh.

My injuries have not yet recovered, and I am not sure I can defeat this monster in front of me.

"I just came here to say a few words to you."

After laughing, Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes and looked at Jingming.

"you say?"

Jingming nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble to the Trinity Sect and your family by doing this?"

"The guy you want to be with and the guy who is your enemy don't care about morality."

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his head slightly and said to Huang Ming.

"It's actually more dangerous for me to stay with them."

Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Jingming smiled and then spoke.

He has the destiny of being doomed to death.

"What are you going to do next?"

After hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei sighed, and then asked again.

"Let's go take a look at Wuhan City, Taoist Zhang, do you want to go with me?"

Jingming raised his head and looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said.

“Wuhan?”

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flickered, then he shook his head and rejected Jingming's invitation.

"My master is not as generous as Zuo Menzhang."

"If he knew I was hanging out with Quan Xing, he would beat me to death."

A hint of resentment appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's face.

He was not afraid that his master would beat him to death, and he was not someone who could not run away, but he was not someone who liked to make his master angry.

"Is that so?"

"I also want to take you to see something that must be recorded in history."

Hearing this, Jingming sighed slightly and said regretfully.

"You want to cause trouble?!"

Hearing Jingming's words, Zhang Zhiwei's aura shook and his eyes stared at Jingming.

As long as Jingming nodded and said yes, Zhang Zhiwei would stop Jingming even at the cost of his life.

“I am here to bear witness.”

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's serious and tense expression, a smile appeared on Jingming's handsome face.

"Witness something that will go down in history."

"Oh, Zuo Jingming, don't make the mistake."

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flickered, and after not seeing anything else in his Jingming Eyes, he could only smile.

"how come."

Jingming shook his head.

"To be honest, I can't stay here for long."

"About four or five years."

"When I grow up a little more, I will obey my father's wishes and go abroad to study."

"What I will do after I return from my overseas studies is what I really want to do."

Jingming looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said with a smile.

"Studying abroad?"

When Zhang Zhiwei heard Jingming say these words, the expression on his face became strange.

A Taoist priest, the head of the Trinity Sect, the Quanxing Sect leader, a cultivator, and someone who studied abroad, how come all these things add up to something so weird?
"Weird?"

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's expression, Jingming asked with a smile.

"Well, it's very strange."

Zhang Zhiwei said bluntly.

"What does Taoist Master Zhang think cultivation is?"

Jingming picked up an unknown pearl on the stone table and started to chew it.

"Improve your life."

Zhang Zhiwei spoke without hesitation.

"But it can only improve your own life."

Jingming smiled.

"Besides that, it doesn't do any good to anyone else."

"But after I return from overseas, I can improve our country's food production, medical conditions, and industrial manufacturing."

"That's why my father asked me to study abroad."

"Ha, in fact, compared with Taoist Master Zhang, I am not just a simple practitioner."

"You want to be a saint?"

Hearing Huang Ming mentioning the common people, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but speak.

Zhang Zhiwei was also born in a poor family, so he naturally knew the importance of food and medical care.

"I don't know, but when I come to this world, I have to do something, right?"

"Besides, compared to the fighting and killing in the cultivation world, isn't it very small?"

There are millions of people in the world, but how many of them practice cultivation?

Sometimes, the weight of life is piled up by these ordinary people.

"Brother Zuo Dao deserves the name Xuan Ci."

Zhang Zhiwei broke his silence and even stood up and bowed to Jingming.

"It was Xiao Dao who offended Zuo Menchang before."

"Then Taoist Master Zhang, do you want to go abroad with me?"

"I heard that there are many mysterious methods abroad."

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's respectful attitude, Jingming smiled and then invited him.

"No, Xiaodao is not that kind of person."

"But if I have the chance in the future, I will go and have a look."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head, returned to his previous posture, and sat back on the stone bench next to Jingming.

The leader of Quan Xing?
what.

You've already gone abroad, so why bother talking about completeness or incompleteness?

"By the way, it was you who burned down the Minjiang Cathedral, right?"

Zhang Zhiwei sat back on the stone bench and started chatting with Jingming.

"what."

"Opium trafficking, trafficking of women and children, plus an accidental fire."

"I simply burned down the church and killed all those people."

Jingming nodded slightly.

"Master, the Great Gu Master wants you to come over for a gathering, and this young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain should also come with you."

After some chatting, the sky was already beginning to brighten and the sounds of birds chirping and roosters crowing could be heard.

"It will be over soon."

Jingming stood up, stretched, and nodded at Zhang Zhiwei.

Then Jingming led the way, and Zhang Zhiwei followed behind, walking towards the house where the great sorcerer was.

At this time, in the living room of the great sorcerer, in addition to the shamans who came from Liangshan, there were also several sorcerers dressed in Miao costumes.

"Great Gu Master, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Before Jingming entered the room, he bowed to the great sorcerer.

"Great Gu Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing behind Jingming, also bowed.

"Is this the Quan Xing Sect Leader that the Great Gu Master mentioned? The Divine Mighty Master of Wonderful Laws?"

"The high priest of Mount Longhu that Lao Feng mentioned was also a child."

Looking at Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei who had already walked in, except for those who had seen Zhang Zhiwei at the beginning, everyone else started whispering.

In addition to the great sorcerer, even the Liangshan shamans were whispering to each other at the scene.

The person they called upon in their sacrifice last night was Xuan Ci Shen Wei Miao Fa Zhen Jun. They had also heard about it from the Great Gu Master, but there was a difference between that and seeing it with their own eyes.

After all, who could have thought that a child of about six years old was the god they worshipped last night? !

"Please take a seat, both of you."

Seeing Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei coming, the Gu Master smiled slightly and then pointed to the two chairs on the other side. Those two chairs were reserved by the Gu Master specifically for Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei.

After all, these two young men don’t look like young men at all!
"Thank you."

Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei bowed to the great sorcerer, then to the people around them, and then sat down directly.

"This time, I would like to thank you all for your help."

Seeing Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei sitting down, the Great Gu Master smiled, then stood up and thanked everyone.

"Master Gu, you are too polite. We are all in the same sect, and it is only natural for us to help each other."

After hearing the Great Gu Master's words, everyone stood up and responded politely.

"Thank you so much, this is a small gift from our Qinghe Village, I hope you can accept it."

Looking at the polite words from everyone, the Great Gu Master smiled.

People risk their lives to help you, and if you don't show some appreciation, there won't be a next time.

However, there are still some differences between those who contribute and those who do not.

"Shufen!"

The chief sorcerer shouted towards the back room, and then three girls, led by Shufen, came out, each carrying a tray.

On the tray, there are neatly arranged boxes.

"This is the poisonous insect I made in my spare time. It has a miraculous effect on healing wounds. I hope you can accept it."

As they spoke, Shufen and the other two brought the tray to everyone.

"Mother-in-law is generous!"

Those who didn't make it to the battle also got a few boxes and couldn't help but praise the great Gu Master.

In response, the Great Gu Master just smiled.

She didn't take the few poisonous insects seriously.

Then she told everyone how to take care of the poisonous insects.

For a moment, everyone and the guests were happy.

"By the way, I heard from Boss Feng that he needed your help at that time."

"Otherwise, they will die there."

"It's so chaotic right now, and we finally get to meet each other. Would you like to teach me something?"

After accepting the Great Gu Master's thanks with beaming faces, everyone looked at Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei.

The look was somewhat unscrupulous.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei and Jingming, apart from the fact that Zhang Zhiwei was born in Tianshi Temple, Jingming is the head of Quanxing!
"Yes, yes. You two have surpassed us old guys at such a young age."

"Why don't we teach these little guys a lesson?"

"Otherwise, these little guys would be so arrogant that their noses would be raised to the sky."

One of the Miao old men leaned over to smoke a water pipe, revealing his big yellow teeth and said.

"Lao Zhang, do you want to go first or should I go first?"

Jingming smiled, then glanced at Zhang Zhiwei beside him.

"You should go ahead. You lost so much blood yesterday and you must be weak."

Zhang Zhiwei sat on the chair and waved his hand, saying nonchalantly.

"Okay, I'll do it then."

After Jingming finished speaking, he nodded to the great sorcerer.

The Great Gu Master was also relieved about this. If Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei were unwilling, she would have stopped the competition.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei and Jingming put in a lot of effort last night. It would be impossible for them to recover in less than one night.

"Then let's compete in the yard outside."

"That's it."

The great sorcerer nodded, then pointed outside the courtyard.

The yard at the foot of the mountain is, among other things, spacious.

"Which of you comes first?"

Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei stood together and asked along with the people on the other side.

"I!"

Hearing Jingming's question, Feng Tianyang took a step forward and said excitedly.

"Great God, please enlighten me!!"

Feng Tianyang bowed to Jingming in an awkward manner and said respectfully.

As someone who witnessed almost the entire process last night, he knew how powerful Jingming and Zhang Zhiwei were.

But that's why he came out to challenge.

In the tribe, he is also known as a rare genius, the most advantageous successor to his father's position, and the future great shaman!
"Okay."

Looking at Feng Tianyang's excited and flushed face, Jingming smiled slightly, then walked out from Zhang Zhiwei's side and came to the center of the yard.

In response, Zhang Zhiwei just yawned out of boredom.

It is just as Jingming said, the cultivation world is too small compared to the whole world, and the victory or defeat is boring.

"Come on, show us your full strength."

Jingming rolled up his sleeves and waved to Feng Tianyang.

Feng Tianyang is a few years older than Zhang Zhiwei and looks like a young man.

"Great God, please!"

Feng Tianyang bowed and saluted, then rushed towards Jingming.

Witches are divided into qi and blood, spiritual wisdom, foresight, soul control, and mediumship.

According to legend, in ancient times, witches and shamans had the ability to observe celestial phenomena, manage the terrain, know people well, call the wind and rain, and even bring the dead back to life.

Feng Tianyang also thinks so.

boom!
Feng Tianyang took witch steps, his blood surged, and his eyes emitted a misty light.

Qi, blood and spiritual wisdom have been mobilized to the extreme, and at the same time, elves have also taken up residence in the body.

"It's similar to the prayer at Yesmao Mountain."

Jingming looked at Feng Tianyang who rushed to him and nodded slightly.

Zeng Chen's Huangxian and Zhang Zhiwei's ritual of summoning gods came from the fact that he himself had a water fairy and 36,000 souls.

Jingming is very familiar with this ability.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar sounded that went straight to the soul.

Jingming, who was standing in the same place, was constantly magnified in the eyes of everyone, and finally, he stood there like a giant standing tall.

[Tiger power] or [divine power]!
In just a moment, all the Qi and spirit in Feng Tianyang dissipated.

"Not bad, you can still stand in front of me."

Jingming looked at Feng Tianyang, who had a dazed expression in front of him, and praised him.

"Dangdang, I don't deserve the praise of the great god."

After Feng Tianyang came to his senses, he waved respectfully to Jingming.

As expected of a great god who commands 36,000 spirits, just one look from him was enough to deprive him of his fighting power.

"Who else is next?"

Watching Feng Tianyang walk away in a daze, Jingming looked around and said with a smile.

"Cough cough."

After hearing Jingming's words, everyone looked at each other and stopped talking.

It’s better not to let the younger ones go up. If they are hit too hard and become disabled, it will not be worth it.

I have seen the world, so there is no need to go further.

"Dough man Liu, will you take this job?"

At a certain time and place, Yuan Jingui came to an empty courtyard carrying a scroll.

"Just take it if you pay me."

Liu, the dough figurine maker who was making dough figurines under a tree and preparing to sell them the next day, spoke without even raising his head.

"Hey, just answer it. I thought you weren't going to answer it."

"Here, this is a portrait. Take a look and see how far you can go."

"If there's anything that needs to be addressed, just tell me."

Therefore, Yuan Jingui showed the portrait in his hand to the dough man Liu.

The portrait shows a little boy about six years old, wearing a yellow jacket and having a big braid.

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at the child on the screen, Liu the dough man's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Although it was the end of the dynasty, for most people, imperial power was engraved in their bones.

(End of this chapter)