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

Chapter 97: The disciples also help the master to eliminate troubles, attain Bodhi, understand life and death, and enter Nirvana

"Is what the master said true?"

The young man looked very unhappy. After all, all his current power came from his father.

If his father were gone, he would naturally lose everything.

"It's almost the same."

Jingming looked at the young man in front of him and said softly.

Historically speaking, this young man's father supported the reform, but that was the final result. Who knows the game involved?

"If the Master can save my father, I will give him my full support."

Hearing Jingming's words, the young man's brows relaxed slightly, and then he bowed to Jingming again.

He joined Quan Xing just for fun, and he didn't care who was the leader of Quan Xing.

"Where is your father now?"

Jingming nodded slightly and then spoke.

"Changsha City, it's a bit far from here."

Hearing Jingming agreed, the young man was overjoyed and quickly told where his father was.

"Changsha?"

"Then you must be prepared for your father's death."

The place where they are now is the border between Hunan and Guangxi, which is quite a distance away from Changsha Prefecture, the Hunan Provincial Military Governor's Office.

It would take at least two days to get back from here.

These two days were enough for his father to die eight hundred times.

"Do your best to obey fate."

Hearing Jingming's words, the young man sighed slightly, then bowed in front of Jingming.

"Okay, if that's the case, let's get going now."

Jingming nodded, then walked straight out of the city.

When Jingming and others stepped into Changsha City, the entire city was under martial law.

"The day is near."

Looking at the military formations around him that were constantly making plans, Jingming couldn't help but frown.

"Master, please follow me."

Tan Zhemao, the son of Xiangdu, bent his body and accompanied Jingming towards the Governor's Mansion.

"Master, why are you back?"

As the gate of the Governor's Mansion opened, an old man's head poked out from the crack of the door. After seeing Tan Zhemao, his entire body was exposed.

As soon as he came to Tan Zhemao, the old man patted Tan Zhemao's clothes with earnest words.

"Butler Wang, where is my father now?"

Tan Zhemao, Jingming and others nodded, then looked at the old man.

"The master is meeting guests at home."

"Master, you shouldn't have come back."

The old man first answered Tan Zhemao's question, and then spoke worriedly.

"Don't worry, Steward Wang, I'll be fine this time."

Seeing the worried look on Butler Wang's face, Tan Zhemao couldn't help but smile, then looked at Jingming.

This sect leader is very famous now, he can even kill a bloody butcher like Zhang Chengfeng.

There is really no problem in killing seven people in and seven people out from here!!

"Butler Wang, where is father now?"

After entering the mansion, Tan Zhemao asked the old man who was following him.

"Master, the master is meeting guests in the study now."

The old man hunched his body slightly, followed Tan Zhemao, and spoke softly.

"who is it?"

Tan Zhemao nodded slightly and continued to ask, but in his heart he hoped that it was not someone from the Medicine Immortal Society.

"He is the Taoist priest of the Medicine Immortal Association."

The expected answer appeared beside Tan Zhemao, but this was not what Tan Zhemao wanted.

"Master, I really have to rely on you from now on."

Stopping, Tan Zhemao turned around and looked at Jingming who was walking behind him with his hands behind his back.

Just like the old butler, Tan Zhemao hunched over and bowed to Jingming.

This caused a hint of surprise to flash in the old man's cloudy eyes.

This young master, because his father is a military governor, usually looks down on others.

In Hunan Province, except for the one with a better family background than him, basically no one looks at others with their eyes.

Who is this kid?

Still the leader?
"If it was the president of the Medicine Immortal Association, I can't guarantee that I could save your father."

Looking at Tan Zhemao who was bowing to him, Jingming shook his head slightly and said.

"I never lie. If I can save someone, I will. If I can't save someone, I won't."

"Wouldn't it be okay if we add Elder Wang and Brother Liu?"

Hearing Jingming's words, Tan Zhemao raised his head involuntarily, and his eyes involuntarily drifted to Wang Yaozu, Liu Mang and others who had been silent behind Jingming.

"With their strength, they are just a piece of cake. It would be better if they were replaced by a fierce person of Zhang Chengfeng's level."

Jingming shook his head slightly and said calmly.

Wang Yaozu, Liu Mang and others behind him couldn't help but smile bitterly when they heard Jingming's words.

Wang Yaozu, in particular, was looked down upon by his own disciples.

But Jingming was right. Those who could fight against Zuo Rutong and whom Zuo Rutong could not keep were indeed a piece of cake in front of him.

"Master, are you exaggerating?"

"I think the Taoist priest has a kind face and is very handsome. He doesn't look like a bad person."

An old man nearby heard the conversation between Tan Zhemao, Jingming and others, and couldn't help but speak out.

"Shut up, what do you know?!"

Hearing the old man's words, Tan Zhemao changed his gentle attitude towards Jingming and directly scolded him.

In response to this, the old man could only stand there and stammer in silence, bowing his hands and kowtowing repeatedly.

It is now the late Qing Dynasty, and the concept of equality for all does not exist.

"Well, why are you getting mad at an old man?"

Jingming glanced at Tan Zhemao and spoke slowly.

"Being angry doesn't improve the outcome of anything. On the contrary, it makes what has already happened worse."

"Old man, there is no need to do this."

Then Jingming smiled gently at the old butler.

"Thank you for the compliment, young master."

Looking at Jingming's kind smile, a hint of tenderness flashed across the old butler's eyes, and then he hurriedly bowed in return.

In feudal times, the life of a servant was not worth as much as a working ox.

"Old housekeeper, you don't have to do this. Since the headmaster said so, you just need to agree."

Tan Zhemao, who was standing by, saw this and said nonchalantly.

"Master, let's go there now."

Then Tan Zhemao waved to Jingming with a humble look on his face.

"Let's go."

"The old man doesn't need to come over."

Jingming nodded slightly, then turned and looked at the old man and said.

"Butler Wang, just go and do your thing. I know where Dad's study is."

After hearing Jingming's words, Tan Zhemao stood up and waved to the old man.

"Then young master, young master, and everyone, I, the old man, will go to work first." After hearing the words of his young master, the old man did not forcefully express his intention to follow him. He just bowed deeply and walked outside.

"Master, you must protect me."

"We have agreed that as long as you protect me, when I take power, the army and everything else will obey you."

Watching the old man leave, the expression on Tan Zhemao's face instantly fell, and then he looked at Jingming pitifully.

"Isn't the governor's position hereditary?"

Jingming glanced at Tan Zhemao and grinned.

"Let's go, don't worry about it here, your father is alive is better than anything else."

Seeing that Tan Zhemao was still talking, Jingming waved his hand slightly, indicating that Tan Zhemao should speak first.

The Tan Mansion was very large, but under the leadership of Tan Zhemao, Jingming arrived at the study of Tan Zhemao's father, the Hunan Provincial Governor, in less than ten minutes.

【View】

Looking at the door in front of him, Jingming directly activated the ability of [Observation]. After the ability was activated, the colorful lights in the room were reflected in Jingming's eyes.

Among them, there was a ray of vigorous breath that was so familiar in Jingming's eyes.

It was confirmed that he was the president of the Medicine Immortal Association, undoubtedly his cheap master.

Tread~
Tan Zhemao took two steps forward, and the sound of his footsteps spread into the study.

crunch~
Then the door opened by itself.

"father!"

Tan Zhemao stopped outside the door and shouted into the study.

"You evil beast, aren't I sending you away from here?"

"Why did you run back to me?!"

As Tan Zhemao's voice reached the study, his father, Governor Tan's scolding voice also rang out.

Hearing his father's powerful words, Tan Zhemao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then looked at Jingming behind him.

"Disciple, since you are here, come in and sit down."

Wu Wei's voice rang out at the right time.

"Master, how did you find me?"

Jingming smiled, nodded to Tan Zhemao beside him, and then walked in first.

"I didn't find you, but I found that old man Quan Xing."

Wu Wei and Tan's father sat on a row of parallel chairs, each with a cup of steaming tea in their hands.

"I see. I thought my cultivation had regressed."

Jingming looked directly at Wu Wei and said calmly.

"Haha, my disciple, how could your strength decline?"

Wu Wei picked up the teacup, shook his head slightly, and said with a chuckle.

"I wonder why my disciple, instead of staying at Trinity, is hanging out with people from Quanxing?"

Holding the teacup in one hand and the lid in the other, Wu Wei stroked the rim of the cup and said to Jingming with a smile.

"The reason I came here this time is naturally to find you, Master."

Jingming bowed to Wu Wei and spoke to him with an indifferent expression.

"Master, do you still remember those children you took away from Fuzhou City?"

Jingming ignored the gazes of Tan Zhemao and his father, and just looked at Wu Wei quietly and spoke.

More than a month has passed since those children were taken away from Fuzhou City. If it was anything like the children he saw in Yancheng.

During this month, the children's bodies have probably been damaged to varying degrees.

"Oh?"

"Of course I know."

Hearing Jingming's words, Wu Wei smiled faintly, without any awareness of being a bad person.

"Since you know that, then Master should also know why I am here."

Jingming nodded slightly, looking directly at Wu Wei with his gentle eyes.

"Ha, I don't know about this."

Wu Wei shook his head and calmly placed the teacup on the tea table. He looked at Jingming with a calm gaze.

Rustle~~
Hua Hua Hua~~
Invisible Qi floated out from the two people, forming something specific on each of them.

Three human-shaped creatures floated out from Wu Wei's body.

And what appeared on Jingming's body were a dragon and a tiger formed by the tiger soul and the snake soul.

"Squeak!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Roar!"

"Yan!"

The Qi of the two people collided violently, and a huge wave sounded in the small study.

The books visiting from all directions were blown away by the strong wind.

"Disciple, your strength has improved a lot."

Wu Wei sat quietly in the chair, but he couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"Master, your strength has decreased a lot."

Jingming raised the corners of his mouth, drooped his eyelids, and imitated Wu Wei, speaking sarcastically with a half-smile.

“But I have three.”

Looking at Jingming's appearance, Wu Wei laughed and then stretched out three fingers.

"Me, more than three."

Jingming grinned, and a figure walked out from Jingming's body and transformed into the appearance of a soldier.

This was Jingming's experiment, using the soul contained in the cloth as a carrier to evolve the soldiers under Nezha's command.

Among the subsidiary beliefs of Nezha faith, there are thirty-six members, five camps and four gods, sixteen demon kings of the hydrangea, and one can also dispatch 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals!
However, compared with the three corpses that floated out of Wu Wei's body, this soldier was much more fragile. Under the touch of the other party, he could only hold on for a breath of air before he changed back into the original shape of a ball of Qi.

However, inside the pure and bright cloth, there are thirty-six thousand such Qi balls!
As one soldier was defeated, another soldier stepped out from Jingming.

Continuous, like running water.

"Master, how about releasing those children?"

Jingming stood quietly at the door, looking at Wu Wei from across the fighting area and said.
"Disciple, why do you care so much about a person's life and death?"

Wu Wei narrowed his eyes and exchanged glances with Jingming.

"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs."

"In today's world, their death is a relief."

"Master, you are joking. You are a human being now, and so is I. Since we are human beings, we should follow the rules of human beings."

"Master, please exchange those children back!"

As he spoke, Jingming's tone became louder and louder, and the scenes of cutting and dismembering that he had seen before appeared in front of Jingming's eyes one by one.

"As a teacher, I am helping them practice."

Looking at Jingming's angry expression, Wu Wei grinned and said softly.

"Passed, Master!"

Jingming took a step forward, and his aura soared to the highest point, with rays of electric light flashing around him.

Roar!
Groan!
The Tiger Soul and the Dragon Soul roared together, passed the three corpses that were blocking them, and pounced straight towards Wu Wei.

"My disciple, please consider that people are polluted by the five aggregates in this life."

"What are the five aggregates? They are the root of all suffering, the source of all afflictions."

"As a teacher, I am helping them to eliminate their afflictions, attain Bodhi, understand birth and death, and enter Nirvana."

Wu Wei shook his head, squinted his eyes, and spoke softly.

This look actually seems a bit crazy.

"If that is the case, then I will help you to eliminate your afflictions, attain Bodhi, end birth and death, and enter Nirvana."

Having said that, Jingming went deep into the sky to say farewell and reached out to grab Wu Wei through the air.

Zuo Rutong knows this move, Wu Wei knows it, and now he knows it too!
(End of this chapter)