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

Chapter 51 Three Heads and Six Arms vs. Three Corpses

Chapter 51: Three Heads and Six Arms vs. Three Corpses
"Master, we have done what you said."

"There are still a few people wandering around outside, talking about your instructions from time to time."

In a room in the courtyard, Qian Tong whispered to Jingming about the layout of the courtyard.

"Well, those who can hold guns should take out their guns."

"I'm afraid someone might break in tonight."

Jingming nodded, also carrying a rifle on his shoulder.

It was already the end of the Xuantong reign, and warlords were about to break out in chaos.

Firearms are not uncommon.

"So that the young master knows, these things have all been arranged."

"I can guarantee that not even a fly can fly into our house."

Qian Tong nodded and said with certainty.

Jingming just smiled at this. If he really believed it, he would be an idiot.

It’s not that Qian Tong deceived him, but he knew what kind of people were in his hospital.

Civilians, ordinary people, can do things to save their lives, but if they have to fight for their lives, they will probably be the first to run away.

That's how people are at this time.

"Butler Qian, go and accompany my father. I'm here."

Jingming sat on the armchair and waved his hand to Qian Tong and gave him instructions.

"Okay, Master."

Hearing Jingming's words, Qian Tong nodded slightly, bowed, and then walked towards Zhao's father further inside the room.

As someone who has seen Jingming fight the tiger with his own eyes!
From then on, he regarded Jingming as a god-like and holy person.

He even wanted to wait until his third son grew up a little and send him to Jingming to serve as a book boy or something else.

It would be great if I could get some of the sacred energy!

"Hey."

"Ordinary people can't stop people who practice cultivation, especially masters of cultivation."

Jingming looked at the closed wooden door and sighed slightly.

Without a single shot being fired outside, someone had already walked in!

"My dear nephew, since you know I'm coming, why don't you come out and see me?"

The figure outside the door stopped and shouted loudly at the door.

The sound was clearly heard by Jingming, and also by Zhao's father and others.

"Dad, just stay in the room and don't come out."

Looking at Zhao's father coming out of the inner room, Jingming gave an order and walked out of the room carrying a rifle.

"President Wu!"

Looking at the person standing ten feet away from the steps of the room, Jingming narrowed his eyes slightly, then bowed.

The person in front of me seems a bit dreamy and not so real.

However, since the other party can appear here, he must have solved the problem caused by the Three Corpses.

"My dear nephew, so many days have passed. What do you think about what I told you?"

The moonlight shone on him from between the dark clouds, making his already dreamy figure even more ethereal.

"I'm sorry, President Wu."

"I am still young, and I am the only child in my family."

"But we will be wasting President Wu's kindness."

Jingming shook his head and bowed to Wu Wei.

At this moment, Wu Wei gave him a strange feeling, so he did not approach Wu Wei rashly.

The most important thing is that he has a gun in his hand, so he doesn't need to get so close.

"Indeed, one should not travel far away while one's parents are still alive."

Hearing Jingming's words, Wu Wei nodded slightly and acted as if he understood.

"So please return, Taoist Wu."

Jingming also nodded and then spoke.

"But now that our parents are gone, can't we just leave?"

Wu Wei looked at Jingming and smiled, but spoke again.

? !
As Jingming looked on in shock, a breath of energy appeared in the room behind him.

An aura that was indistinguishable from the person in front of him.

Can Wu Wei split himself into two?
Whoosh! !

Jingming had no time to bother with Wu Wei in front of him and rushed into the room.

In the room, Wu Wei, who looked like a beast, appeared and stretched out his hand to Zhao's father. "You are so brave, you evil creature!!"

Looking at Zhao's father who was frightened, a streak of color flew out from Jingming's long hair and he rushed towards Wu Wei.

Roar! !

Hydrangea and Tiger Soul appeared together and directly enveloped Wu Wei.

[Tiger Power] suppresses and intimidates, Hydrangea attacks!
puff!

In just a moment, Wu Wei, who was standing in front of Zhao's father, disappeared.

"Zhu Er~~"

"Young Master!"

Being exposed to this kind of method at close range, both Zhao's father and Qian Tong were trembling.

"Protect the master!!"

Jingming's eyes focused and he left Tiger Soul and Xiuqiuer here.

This was evolved by Jingming using only a strand of silk from the divine mask.

"My dear nephew, why don't you become my fairy boy?"

Wu Wei's leisurely voice was heard outside the door.

boom! !

However, what responded to him was the rifle in Jingming's hand.

"It's just useless."

Wu Wei just stood there motionless, watching the bullet fly over and hit his forehead.

Then the bullet passed through!

"Boy, if you don't convert now, when will you convert?!"

Wu Wei looked at Jingming, his lips slightly raised, with a confident look on his face.

"President Wu, as a fellow cultivator, you can't scare me."

Jingming shook his head slightly and threw the gun in his hand to the side.

Since guns can't hurt the other party, we can only rely on the methods of cultivators.

As the rifle left the body, wisps of Qi rose from Jingming's body.

Nezha the Third Prince appears!!

boom! !

Jingming pulled back the rifle that had just been thrown out with the demon-binding rope, and fired another shot at Wu Wei.

With this shot, the bullet was covered with a layer of Qi.

"It's just a trifle!"

Looking at Jingming's actions, Wu Wei smiled and opened his palm to grab the bullet in front of him.

Pong!
However, just as Wu Wei's palm touched the bullet, the Qi on the bullet exploded violently.

It turned into a ball of fire and directly wrapped up Wu Wei.

"evil creature!!"

"Behead!!"

With the help of Qi, the rifle in Jingming's hand turned into a spear.

Buzz! !

The demon-slaying knife, demon-slaying sword, demon-subduing pestle, and demon-binding rope were all aimed at Wu Wei in front of them.

"My dear nephew, where did you put the Qi-cultivation skills of a cultivator?"

In front of the flames, another Wu Wei appeared and stretched out his hands to block Jingming's attack.

"Oh, stop disturbing my mind!!"

Jingming narrowed his eyes and swung out fiercely with the demon-killing knife in his hand.

Dang! !

With a dull thud, the demon-killing sword was blocked by the opponent's hands.

Then Jingming felt a pulling force.

Under Jingming's gaze, the other party's mouth opened directly, revealing saw-like teeth, and bit towards him.

"Roar!!"

[Tiger Power!] He displayed it, and the demon-subduing pestle in his other hand struck it on the head.

"My dear nephew, you have great skills."

“What a great talent!!”

On the other side, Wu Wei, who had been defeated by Jingming before, appeared and stretched out his hand to block the demon-subduing pestle.

(End of this chapter)