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

Chapter 215: Memories from Another Time and Space
"Then Grandpa Zhou, who is Sister Baoer?"

After investigating Zhang Chulan, he found out about Feng Baobao's matter.

"My grandfather seems to know Feng Baobao."

"I think since my grandfather knows Feng Baobao, you should also know Feng Baobao."

Zhang Chulan rubbed his palms as he spoke.

"Of course I recognize it."

Hearing this, Zhou Sheng nodded.

"She is Wu Gensheng's daughter."

Zhou Sheng glanced at Zhang Chulan and said softly.

When Zhang Chulan heard Zhou Sheng's words, his pupils suddenly shrank.

All of these things, whether it is the Eight Wonders or the Jiashen Rebellion, are related to Wu Gensheng.

Now Sister Baoer is actually Wu Gensheng’s daughter!

And if Feng Baobao was really the daughter of Wu Gensheng in the past.

Then Feng Baobao’s real age is at least over 60 years old.

But now Feng Baobao looks to be only in her twenties, only in her twenties.

From what Xu Xiang's family said, it seems that Feng Baobao's appearance has not changed at all.

"Can the Trinity School's method really make people immortal?"

Zhang Chulan asked this question, which was also a roundabout way of asking whether Feng Baobao's current appearance had anything to do with the Trinity School.

"Wu Gensheng has a blood feud with the Sanyi Sect."

"Of course, I don't deny whether Feng Baobao has cultivated the third level of Reverse Life."

Zhou Sheng smiled.

“In fact, I don’t know a lot about what happened back then.”

"At least I don't know much about the Feng Baobao you mentioned."

"If you want to find it, you can go find it yourself."

"You will have to bear the consequences of this yourself."

As he spoke, Zhou Shen stretched out his hand and handed a branch to Zhang Chulan.

"This is?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the branch in Zhou Sheng's hand with confusion.

"This branch comes from a sacred tree."

"A tree without roots, with beautiful flowers, who would be willing to stop being obsessed with splendor? Life is like a boat in the sea of ​​suffering, drifting and drifting without freedom. It is difficult to moor in the boundless and shoreless world, and it often swims in dangerous places where fish and dragons live.

If you look back, you will see the shore. Don’t wait until the storm destroys your boat.”

"A tree without roots, with flowers just fading, is old and reattached with young branches. Plum is grafted onto willow, mulberry is grafted onto pear, and this is passed down to the cultivators as an example. Immortals have been grafting since ancient times, and it turns out that there is medicine to treat old age.

Visit a famous teacher, ask for advice, and start practicing as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late. "

"If you want to know the answer, go find it yourself."

After saying that, Zhou Sheng turned into a bird, flew away from Zhang Chulan, and flew into the forest.

Zhang Chulan stared blankly at the branch in his hand.

A tree without roots grows without roots.

Is there any connection between the two?

"I think I've heard about this rootless tree when I was taking the Taoism elective course."

Zhang Chulan frowned, then took out his cell phone and started searching.

Compared with the past, in the 21st century, basically all information can be accessed.

It’s just that whether it’s true or false needs to be argued by yourself.

Soon, Zhang Chulan searched for information related to the rootless tree through the browser.

Especially the words that Zhou Sheng said before.

These are all famous works on alchemy left behind by Master Sanfeng from Wudang Mountain.

There are a total of twenty-four chapters, from lamenting the world to talking about returning to nothingness.

"Is there any connection between them?"

Zhang Chulan frowned and looked at the branch in his hand.

Under Zhang Chulan's shocked gaze, the number trembled slightly and sank directly into Zhang Chulan's palm.

Zhang Chulan didn't even have time to circulate his Qi before it disappeared into his palm.

In fear, the golden light in Zhang Chulan's hand became brighter, and he tried to force the branch out of his palm.

But no matter how Zhang Chulan performed the Golden Light Spell, he was unable to force out the sunken branch in his hand.

"Fuck, is my hand going to be crippled?"

Zhang Chulan's face was pale, with beads of sweat running down his face.

This kind of thing really challenges Zhang Chulan's three views.

However, at this moment, the token in Zhang Chulan's pocket flickered slightly.

A stream of Qi entered Zhang Chulan's body.

In an instant, a bright light appeared on Zhang Chulan's body.

This made the person who had been paying attention to Zhang Chulan raise his eyebrows.

You are so good, Zhang Chulan, and you even said that you don’t know the origin of Qi body.

Which unique skill can achieve this kind of mysterious feeling?

But at this moment, Zhang Chulan was immersed in the memories brought by the branch.

At the source of this memory, there is a human-shaped shadow standing there, and those drifting and scattered things are various memories.

It contains the learnings of hundreds of schools of thought.

It's just that these things are a bit fragmented.

"I feel like I can hit a hundred now."

Zhang Chulan looked at these memories and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Zhang Chulan, is Zhang Chulan here?"

"It's your turn!"

Just as Zhang Chulan was looking at his palm, a voice calling him came from the radio.

"Come on, come on!"

Zhang Chulan suddenly came to his senses, waved in the direction of the venue, and hurried over.

Soon, Zhang Chulan changed into a cloak at the entrance and entered the arena.

"Is this the inheritor of the Qi body origin?"

"Look at this momentum, it is indeed extraordinary."

As Zhang Chulan walked into the venue slowly, step by step, the audience in the stands began to talk.

Eight strange skills, thirty-six thieves, and the Jiashen Rebellion.

It is only natural that such a high-class noun is used to describe a high-class person.

"This kid is pretending to be so good."

Looking at Zhang Chulan's momentum when he entered the venue, several people who knew Zhang Chulan couldn't help but shook their heads.

Can this Zhang Chulan be so impressive?

Soon, the real Zhang Chulan appeared in front of everyone.

He swung his cloak, changing his previous righteous appearance, and punched and kicked the man in the venue who had used up too much Qi in order to compete with Zhang Chulan, and was sitting cross-legged on the spot to regulate his breathing and unable to move.

Soon, amid the contempt of the audience and the referees, Zhang Chulan won.

"What a hearty battle."

Zhang Chulan put his hands on his hips and laughed.

"Depend on."

"Damn it, where's the promise that the Qi body source flow will be so powerful that it can kill everyone?"

"Why is Zhang Chulan so shameless?"

"Whoever comes next, I must beat this kid up and trample him under my feet!"

"That's right, this is the first time I've seen something so shameless!"

In the venue, everyone pointed at Zhang Chulan and shouted indignantly.

"Hey, referee, the game is over, can I leave?"

Suddenly, someone leaned on the railing and looked at the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain who was acting as the referee in the venue.

"Of course it's possible."

“After the game, you can come and go freely in and out of the venue.”

As a referee, he couldn't stand Zhang Chulan's shamelessness and nodded in agreement.

"Fuck, Zhang Chulan, don't be a Bilian, die!"

In an instant, a spectator jumped down from the stands.

For a person who has achieved success in cultivation, the five or six meter high stands can be flipped over with just a simple lift.

"Tsk!" "Only a fool would stand there and play with you guys!"

Zhang Chulan gave the middle finger to the people who jumped down and ran away immediately.

"Everyone, come on together. If we don't beat the shit out of him today, even if he shits cleanly!"

Some of the audience rushed towards Zhang Chulan like a tide, but at the critical moment, Zhang Chulan escaped from the venue.

"Father, is this the person you have always been optimistic about?"

Feng Shayan, who was sitting in the audience, crossed her arms, stared at Feng Zhenghao and said.

Even with this kind of thing, her father still wants to marry him.

What a mess! If Zhang Chulan is accepted, the reputation of Tianxiahui will start to decline.

"Shayan, you can't just look at the appearance of things."

"Not to mention you, even as a father, it is impossible for me to be surrounded by so many people."

"It's an easy escape."

Feng Zhenghao pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke softly.

The Ten Lords are also human beings. As long as they are human beings, it is impossible for them to win easily when facing the absolute advantage in numbers.

Even Ru Hu, the most capable fighter among the Ten Lords, can't do it.

Feng Zhenghao glanced at Zhang Zhiwei who was talking and laughing with Lu Jin in the distance.

Maybe this one can.

"What's this?"

"Just use some escape technique or something, and you can escape when the enemy is not expecting you."

Feng Shayan refused to accept and started to defend herself.

"You've also read the investigation into Zhang Chulan, right?"

"Since he was twelve years old, Zhang Chulan has been living the life of an ordinary person since his grandfather disappeared."

"From then on, we were able to find out what he did every day."

"Do you know what this means?"

"It shows that Zhang Chulan stopped practicing Qi at the age of twelve."

"That is to say, the current Zhang Chulan is just the Zhang Chulan who has cultivated to the age of twelve."

"Of course, it's possible that my father was wrong."

"At some unknown time, Zhang Chulan was also practicing secretly."

"But there is no doubt that with my grandfather dead and myself all alone, I have to pretend to be an ordinary person and find time to practice secretly."

“This way of earning money is undoubtedly very low.”

Feng Zhenghao said this with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"What I'm looking at is not Zhang Chulan's strength, but Zhang Chulan's character."

"You need perseverance, mercenary calculation, and laziness."

"These are Zhang Chulan's own characteristics."

"At that time, Zhang Chulan was able to control these characteristics very well."

"If he joins Tianxiahui, he will be able to push Tianxiahui to a higher level."

"You brothers and sisters still need to improve on this aspect."

Feng Zhenghao smiled and walked towards Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei, leaving Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong standing there thinking about what they had just said.

"After Wang Yede's Fenghou Qimen is exposed, the things on Zhang Chulan can be exposed."

Kunsheng, who was standing next to Zhang Zhiwei, looked at Zhang Chulan's figure getting farther and farther away, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

With Fenghou Qimen as the foundation, expectations for Zhang Chulan will naturally be the highest.

Then Zhang Chulan would suddenly change, or even someone present would become an immortal instantly. That would be extremely shocking.

The causal fluctuations therein are enough to establish a preliminary connection between the two worlds.

The holy body of the deity has also achieved initial success and can be transformed between the past and the future.

In this case, even if a real god were to come to the world, he might not be able to touch me.

"Old Heavenly Master, Mr. Lu."

Feng Zhenghao walked over, bowed to a few people and greeted them.

"Xiao Feng."

"Why, are you here to watch Chu Lan's game too?"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and nodded, and responded with Feng Zhenghao.

"Of course, it would be a lie to say that I'm not interested in the origin of the Qi body."

"But I never thought that Chu Lan would come up with this kind of solution."

"It just has a bad reputation for him."

Feng Zhenghao nodded slightly, then spoke.

"Hahaha."

"This kid doesn't care himself, so why do you care?"

"Besides, he has someone protecting him everywhere. What kind of reputation does he need in the alien world?"

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand indifferently.

He admired this shameless look.

How many people in the alien world are burdened by fame?
There was such a guy standing next to him.

"The old Taoist priest is quite open-minded."

Lu Jin, who was standing aside, glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and knew that this man was calling on him.

"I don't see anything."

"He's almost buried."

"Still care about this?"

Zhang Zhiwei also stared at Lu Jin.

"it is good."

"Kunsheng, when you send this kid Zhang Chulan, just slap him in the face."

"It doesn't matter if it's not Zhang Chulan. It seems that Zhang Lingyu is also participating in the competition, right?"

"I got slapped in the face, too."

Lu Jin laughed and just looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

"Why, Mr. Lu can't play anymore?"

"You have the guts to take revenge now."

Zhang Zhiwei was also waiting for Lu Jin, grinning with a look of disdain.

"Okay, I'll take revenge now!"

So they went to grab Zhang Zhiwei.

"You can't catch me, old man!"

Zhang Zhiwei also pushed Tian Jinzhong and ran out.

Just like that, several people chased and ran away directly from the scene.

“I wish I could be like this when I’m old.”

Looking at the backs of Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin as they left, Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but sigh to Kunsheng.

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

Kunsheng smiled and then spoke.

"Tell me, President Feng, what did you come to see me for this time?"

Then Kunsheng added another sentence.

"I've been having dreams since the last time."

"Everything I dreamed about was related to my grandfather."

Feng Zhenghao nodded and then spoke in a low voice.

"It's normal."

"After last time, the fates of the two of you have become entangled."

"But it will do you a lot of good."

"Maybe one day you will be able to obtain your great grandfather's memories of when he mastered the Eight Great Techniques?"

Kunsheng smiled and nodded.

Not only Feng Zhenghao, but also Wang Ai, often obtains memories of another time and space.

The only difference is that one of them is myself and the other is my great-grandfather.

Who made Feng Tianyang dead in this time and space?

"The memory of comprehending the Eight Great Techniques?"

When Feng Zhenghao heard Kunsheng's words, his eyes flickered slightly.

All of them, even if they are just those scattered memories, can help Feng Zhenghao improve his strength.

Not to mention the memory of dreaming about the time when I comprehended the Eight Great Techniques. (End of this chapter)