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

Chapter 117 Reunion with Yuan Jingui

Chapter 117: Reunion with Yuan Jingui

"Ming, I understand."

"Please, God, save me."

Hearing Jingming's words, the captain immediately knelt down and began to kowtow.

The water dragon and the monster-like vicious dog are still vivid in my mind.

He used to disdain gods and ghosts and believed that money was the most important thing, but now, he has to kowtow and beg for help.

Money and other things are not as important as life.

Especially since there was still a lot of money left in his house, but he was about to die.

"Save you?"

"I do have a plan, but it depends on whether you can accomplish it."

Jingming narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who was kowtowing in front of him.

This person has the evil of an ordinary person, and this kind of evil is very common in this era.

"God, please give me your orders."

The man kowtowed and said pleadingly.

"My method can only save you temporarily, but if you want it to last long, it depends on whether you can persist in doing good."

"As the saying goes, man can conquer nature. Only when everyone is united can we defeat destiny."

"Please, gods, save me. When I return, I will spend all my wealth on doing good deeds."

After hearing Jingming's words, the man kowtowed and cried.

"Don't lie, or you'll lose your life."

Jingming smiled and pulled out a piece of colorful silk thread from his arms.

This silk thread is the divine mask of Jingming.

After practicing the meditation method just now, he had some insights and decided to experiment with it on this person.

It worked. I saved a life and guided people to do good.

If it fails, the result will be death.

"Lift your head and look at me."

Jingming spread out his five fingers, and the silk thread moved across his palm like a dragon.

"Okay."

Hearing Jingming's words, the man raised his head timidly.

As the man raised his head, the colorful line of sight floated out directly and was guided to the captain's brow.

At the same time, Jingming's image is also being cast in the other person's mind.

A silk thread, infinitely stretched, outlines a pure and bright image.

Holding up the sky with one hand, grasping the image of thunder.

As this image appeared, the man's whole body flashed and trembled slightly, as if an electric current was running through his body.

Gained another fanatic!!

This picture album contains part of the power of Jingming.

Not only can it increase the aura of decay around this person, but under certain specific circumstances, it can also demonstrate the power of thunder in the form of descending.

This is Jingming’s idea.

However, this person still has a long way to go before he can exert this kind of power.

The mask of divinity is a tool that gathers the power of faith, and this power can only be used with the help of the power of faith.

If this person wants to use it, he must have the willpower of at least 500,000 people.

The wishes of hundreds of thousands of people are not something that ordinary people can obtain.

"Okay, I'll leave the rest to you."

Seeing the other person's eyes changing from confused to clear, Jingming laughed and then walked towards Wang Yaozu and others.

This is not his ship, so he doesn't need to clean up the mess.

"Master Smith, how about I take you back to your room?"

The man climbed up from the ground tremblingly, and asked Smith, who was half man and half dog, tremblingly.

With such a big mouth, it can bite itself in half in one bite!

He also wanted to just throw Smith into the Xiangjiang River.

But Smith was not dead and was still conscious. Here, the dog also received the blessing of Jingming.

He didn't dare to do that.

Moreover, from now on, he will be a kind person!
This was the thought that Jingming left in his mind.

"Roar!"

At this time, Smith was still unable to fully control this body, and the dog's vocal cords were not suitable for producing human voices.

This requires adaptation.

But the captain seemed to know what Smith meant. He just waved at Smith and then walked towards the mast on the cabin.

Using unique flag signals, he attracted surrounding ships to come closer.

Most of the people on the ship were dead, and they couldn't drive this big ship with just a few people.

In response, the other ships hesitated for a long time before approaching this ship.

After all, what happened before happened right under their noses.

They were even more afraid of the water dragon that was entangled with the ship.

"Oh my god! I knew there was something dirty on this ship, otherwise how could it provoke the Dragon King to appear!"

Seeing the appearance of Smith, the big dog, the boatmen and sailors on the other side of the boat began to kowtow towards the river.

In this regard, Smith could only close his eyes.

With people like Jingming around, he didn't dare to get angry. Moreover, he also had to consider how to face his family next.

Haha, I am a beast now!

"Master Zuo has good tactics."

At the bow, Zhou Sheng praised Jingming.

The place they are in seems to be a world of its own. The people and things on the ship have no impact on them at all, and they will not pay attention to those things.

"It can't compare to your Wudang, a thousand-year-old sect."

Jingming smiled and nodded, then sat at the bow of the boat, looking straight at the river.

The method of meditation and insight can do more than just imprint your thoughts.

Zhi is the literal translation of the Sanskrit word Shamatha, and is also translated as "stillness" or "meditation". Guan means wisdom. Zhiguan is the combination of meditation and wisdom, and is an important method of Buddhist practice.

This is a method of spiritual practice, and thought imprinting is just one of the abilities.

Jingming sat for three days and three nights.

"Woo~"

Jingming stretched and stood up on the side of the boat.

"Teacher, how much time has passed?"

Jingming touched his belly and asked Wang Yaozu who followed behind.

"It's been three days."

"Those two little guys from Wudang Mountain got off the boat a day ago."

"When he got off the boat, he invited us to visit Wudang Mountain."

Wang Yaozu stood beside Jingming and said with a smile.

It seemed that he was not surprised at all why Jingming asked how much time had passed in the world.

"We just met by chance, there's no need."

"And with our status, if we go to Wudang Mountain, I'm afraid it will take us a lifetime."

Jingming jumped down from the side of the boat with a smile.

This method of meditation and insight seemed to match his other talent very well.

He had a feeling that the divine flower, one of his three flowers, was about to bloom.

"Haha, those old guys on Wudang Mountain can't stop you."

Hearing Jingming's words, Wang Yaozu said with a smile.

His disciple is invincible!
"By the way, it seems that when will we arrive in Wuchang?"

Jingming smiled and then asked.

"Well, I estimate that we will be able to arrive tonight or tomorrow night."

Wang Yaozu pinched his beard and spoke softly.

Originally, the water route was much faster than the land route. Following the Xiangjiang River and the Yangtze River, it would take only two or three days to arrive. But who could blame the accident on the boat?
Although they were anxious, they were not in a rush. They stayed on the boat with good food and drink, and meditated and cultivated their Qi when they had nothing to do. Time passed quickly.

Look at his apprentice, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and three days and three nights passed.

"Will we be there in the evening?" "It looks like we'll be able to make it in time for that event."

Hearing Wang Yaozu's words, Jingming nodded slightly.

Now the time is getting closer and closer to that event.

By the time the war begins, almost all places will become independent.

"Liu Mang."

Thinking of this, Jingming called out in a low voice.

"Master, I'm here."

Although Jingming's voice was low, it was clearly transmitted to Liu Mang's ears.

"You should have a way to contact Quan Xing in Wuchang, right?"

"Notify them and have them prepare to welcome us."

"I will kill anyone who doesn't come."

Jingming turned his head and looked at Liu Mang who was running towards him, and spoke.

"No problem, Master. I can beat them to death with just a word from you."

Hearing Jingming's words, Liu Mang nodded respectfully, then patted his chest and promised.

His iron shirt moved one step closer and began to shrink from the outside to his internal organs.

After a while, he will be able to defeat all opponents in the world with his iron shirt! !
"Ah."

In response, Jingming nodded slightly and then stopped talking.

The day passed quickly and the fleet approached the port of Wuchang.

However, judging from the martial law at the port, it looked like something was about to happen.

"Master, let's go this way~"

At this time, a voice appeared in Jingming's ears.

It’s Yuan Jingui.

"Lao Yuan, you are here too."

Looking at Yuan Jingui, Liu Mang greeted him warmly.

"The Sect Master is coming, can I not come to receive him?"

Yuan Jingui rolled his eyes at Liu Mang, then came to Jingming and bowed.

"Who is this?"

Looking at the person following Yuan Jingui, Jingming asked.

"This is the new member who just joined our Quanxing."

"Liu Jiguang, the noodle man from Jinmen Wharf, you can just call him Noodle Man Liu."

Yuan Jingui introduced the dough man Liu with a smile.

Dough man Liu?
Jingming looked at the dough man Liu, then at Yuan Jingui, and then laughed.

The face man Liu was also looking at Jingming.

He knew about Yuan Jingui's thoughts, but he had never seen the leader Jingming.

Damn, the leader of this crazy group of people in Quan Xing is really a six-year-old kid?
"How about it, Old Liu? Is our leader a man of noble appearance and a model of the sun and the moon?"

"It's a good thing you came, otherwise I would have gone to find Zhang the Clay Man."

Yuan Jingui looked at the dough maker Liu's astonished expression and said with a smile.

"You are all a bunch of lunatics."

"To be honest, I kind of regret joining Quan Xing."

Hearing Yuan Jingui's words, the face-man Liu couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

Family members, who understands? Once you join Quan Xing, it’s just a game of Nine Clans Elimination!
"Tsk, just be happy."

"This is not as exciting as making dough figurines every day."

Looking at the wry smile on the face of Liu the dough man, Yuan Jingui curled his lips in disdain.

Who was it that sneaked into the palace with me these days and pinched and touched the little emperor again and again?
He had an excited look on his face and was muttering to himself as he touched it.

What kind of dragon body is this? What kind of destiny is this?

This person is so hypocritical!

"Master, let's go back and have a rest."

"I have already notified the guys in Quanxing."

"Once you have rested, I will let them come to see you."

Yuan Jingui squeezed in front of Jingming and said to Jingming.

"Okay."

Hearing Yuan Jingui's words, Jingming smiled slightly and then spoke.

He had only guided Yuan Jingui before, but did not say it explicitly.

I didn't expect Jingui to be so capable of action that even the face man Liu was called over.

I have to say, Jingui is a talented person!
"Master, come here. This courtyard belongs to our Quan Xing. Since I knew you were coming, I have had people come here to sweep it every day. The quilts are dried three times a day to ensure that you sleep comfortably."

Yuan Jingui brought Jingming Wang Yaozu and his party to a large courtyard and spoke with a smile.

"Master."

The owner of the yard was a middle-aged man with a long braid.

“This is called Liu Qian.”

Yuan Jingui started to introduce himself.

"Here at Wuchang Wharf, you are considered rich and powerful."

"But he is not a cultivator."

"Tsk, no talent."

Yuan Jingui pointed at the man with a similar expression.

"You really want to practice?"

Looking at the other party's fanatical expression, Jingming nodded slightly and then spoke.

"Yes, Master."

"I have liked some supernatural stories since I was a child."

"I have long admired the immortal figure of the Sect Leader!"

As he said this, Liu Qian bowed deeply to Jingming.

"Hehe, everyone in our group knows that you, the leader, have the power to dominate the world and control thunder."

“Hehe, especially your title of Xuanci Shenwei Miaofa Zhenjun, which made Zhang Tianshi accept it with a pinched nose.”

"Don't say anything, just one word, awesome!!"

Yuan Jingui gave Jingming a thumbs up and shouted with shining eyes.

In the past, those old monsters in Quanxing didn't give me face, but now, whoever sees me will respectfully call me Jingui, right?
Why? Because he is hanging out with Jingming!
"Talent."

Looking at Yuan Jingui's excited expression, Jingming complained slightly in his heart.

"You want to practice?"

Jingming lowered his eyes and looked quietly at Liu Qian who suddenly knelt down.

"Yes, Master."

"I know you must have a way to help me practice!"

Liu Qian hit the bottom and shouted loudly.

"So, is this a show of force for me, the head of Quan Xing Sect?"

"Allow a person who has absolutely no talent for cultivation to be able to cultivate."

Jingming narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

"I do have a way, but it will cost you a lot, you know?"

"It's not an exaggeration to say that skinning and cutting into pieces is the best way to deal with it."

Jingming grinned and then spoke.

When Liu Qian heard Jingming's words, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Skinning and cutting into pieces, considering his age, it seems that he has probably seen it all under the rule of the old Buddha.

"Master, I can do it."

"Even if I have to give away all my wealth, I still want to practice."

"Just like you, Master, I can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, and I can carry mountains and cross the seas!"

Liu Qian gritted his teeth and said firmly.

In response to this, Wang Yaozu on the side couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

What level is this guy, why does he want to be treated like his apprentice?
(End of this chapter)