Under One Man: Helming the Thunder

Bai Ling put his hand on Chen Duo's head, stroking her hair.

"Every girl is a falling star in the galaxy, and you are the brightest one!"

The electric current jumped in Bai Ling's fingers, and Chen Duo's body turned into powder in an instant.

"Chen Duo..."

Lao Meng covered his face and howled loudly...

Xiao Zizai lay cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and began to recite the scriptures. Everyone bowed their heads in silent mourning.

Xiao Zizai stood up after reading the scriptures, and Bai Ling took out a small bottle carved with wood, and put the ashes on the ground into it bit by bit.

"Everyone, let's go down the mountain!"

After Bai Ling finished packing, he stood up and said.

It was not so easy to go down the mountain this time. I had to go to the head office for inquiries.

Bai Ling didn't care, anyway, what he was asking was all about magic tricks.

I don't even know my hair, so can I ask six?

After descending the mountain, the temporary workers parted ways.

Beijing……

The three came downstairs to the headquarters...

"Fourth Brother!"

Zhang Chulan greeted warmly.

Xu Si ignored Zhang Chulan's greeting, glanced at Bai Ling and said, "Mr. Zhao said, your false approval is over, so you don't need to sit on the wide stool, just go!"

Bai Ling was slightly taken aback, what kind of operation is this?

Doesn't everyone who comes down from Biyou Village have to sit on a wide stool?

Zhao Dong is playing some crazy idea, but it's good, it saves a lot of trouble.

"Understood, then I'll go!"

Bai Ling didn't say anything, turned and left.

Although I don't know what Zhao Fangxu's plan is, but there is one thing, he has absolutely no malice towards him.

Dear book friends, the original plot has come to an end, and the new plot has officially begun.

Chapter 125 Journey to Wudang

Bai Ling went to Beijing Railway Station and bought a soft sleeper for Hubei.

Embarked on a journey to Wudang Mountains!

He found his own bed and placed the small wooden jar containing Chen Duo's ashes near the window.

"Look at the scenery along the way!"

Bai Ling said to the small wooden jar.

"Ok!"

A slight sound came into Bai Ling's ear.

"Hearing hallucinations?"

Bai Ling hesitated slightly, shook his head and said with a wry smile.

Bai Ling lay down and closed his eyes. He hadn't had a good rest for a while, and he snored after a while.

After the train traveled for eight hours, Bai Ling woke up.

Glancing at the wooden can, it was still in place, picked up the wooden can and hung it around his neck, and walked towards the dining car.

After eating a million-dollar meal, the train drove to Jinan, changed trains and walked towards Wudang Mountain.

Time passed bit by bit, and after a 22-hour journey, we arrived at Wudang Mountain.

After getting out of the car, it was already night, Bai Ling found a hotel to stay.

Early the next morning, Bai Ling set foot on Wudang Mountain. After buying the ticket, he entered Wudang Mountain.

"It's really like what is said in the poem, the fog surrounds the clouds and the peaks are green and beautiful, and tourists can walk freely in the painting."

Bai Ling walked towards the back mountain while admiring the scenery.

Because the Taoist temples in front are full of fake Taoist priests, just for appearances, and the real strangers from Wudang Mountain are all in the back mountain.

When he came to the back of Wudang Mountain, a little boy blocked Bai Ling's way.

"Benefactor, the back mountain is forbidden!" Xiao Daotong said to Bai Ling.

"I would like to trouble my little master to report that the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain have come to see Master Zhou."

Bai Ling's attitude is quite modest.

Xiao Daotong looked Bai Ling up and down, and then performed a Taoist etiquette.

"Benefactor, please wait a moment, I will go in and report."

After Xiao Daotong finished speaking, he turned and left...

Bai Ling looked at Xiaodaotong's back, and saw that he seemed to be walking very slowly, but he walked tens of meters in one step.

"Wudang Mountain, it's not easy!"

Bai Ling smiled slightly, sat on the steps, and waited for Xiaodaotong's return.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, benefactor, please follow me."

Xiao Daotong came back after a while, and said to Bai Ling.

"It's work!"

The two walked towards the back mountain one after the other.

Soon arrived at the Five Dragon Palace on Tianzhu Peak.

Entering the main hall, Zhou Meng and Taoist Yunlong were waiting inside.

"I've seen Master Zhou, I've seen Daoist Yunlong!"

Bai Ling bowed deeply to the two of them.

"Are you Zhang Zhiwei's new registered disciple?"

Zhou Meng glanced at Bai Ling and asked.

"It's the kid!"

Bai Ling replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"That's right, a good-looking talent, and a body of kung fu that has entered Kaiyang."

"I don't know what's the matter when I went to the mountain to ask for an interview?" Zhou Meng asked.

"Please borrow the Golden Palace to use it, and draw the thunder from the sky to train your body."

Bai Ling expressed his appeal.

After Bai Ling finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and Zhou Meng had already come in front of him, with one hand on Bai Ling's arm.

"Hmm... being able to cultivate to Kaiyang shows that your comprehension is good, but this bone is really not good."

"But you know, although the sky thunder entering the body can strengthen the root bones, it is also a dangerous thing. If the roots can't bear it, I'm afraid it will be the result of dying." Zhou Meng asked Bai Ling road.

"The boy understands, but the boy believes that if he has a firm heart, Tianlei will also be used by me!" Bai Ling said firmly.

"Hahaha……"

"Your tone is very similar to Zhang Zhiwei's tone when he was young."

"Since that's the case, I don't want to stop you. You stay here first. The weather forecast shows that there will be heavy rain in three days!" Zhou Meng said with a big laugh.

"So, that kid will be bothering you!"

Bai Ling saluted Zhou Meng again.

"Yunlong, take Bai Ling down to rest, you kid can eat, prepare more vegetarian meals!"

Zhou Meng ordered the meal to Taoist Yunlong beside him.

Bai Ling: ...

Has the fact that I can eat already spread to Wudang Mountain?

"Please!"

Daoist Yunlong led the way and took Bai Ling to the guest room to rest.

"Come to me if you have anything to do, it won't prevent you from resting." Daoist Yunlong said politely.

"It's work!"

Bai Ling felt a little embarrassed, it was somewhat embarrassing to borrow someone else's golden palace and ask him to take care of food and housing.

After Taoist Master Yunlong left, Bai Ling sat cross-legged and began to practice the Divine Heaven and Lightning Jue.

After Chen Duo's incident, Bai Ling was touched and had a little understanding.

On the way of Bai Ling's cultivation, three characters flashed in his mind.

"Serving ghosts and gods"

The Godly Sky and Thunderbolt Jue can conquer ghosts and gods, and can call wind and rain...

Bai Ling opened his eyes, and a burst of golden light burst out from them.

"Can you really serve ghosts and gods?"

Bai Ling couldn't help asking questions.

If he could really conjure ghosts and gods, was he hallucinating on the train?

Bai Ling took off the wooden jar from his neck and asked about it.

"Chen Duo, can you hear me?"

"If you can hear it, move it."

Bai Ling waited for a long time, but the wooden can was still in his hand.

"Fuck!"

"I knew it was unreliable. How could there be such a thing as enslaving ghosts and gods? I still believe in calling the wind and calling the rain."

Bai Ling put the wooden jar by the bed and said speechlessly.

Bai Ling stood up, got out of bed, opened the door and walked out, preparing to take a breath.

The moment he went out, the wooden jar shook slightly.

But Bai Ling didn't see it...

For three consecutive days, Bai Ling has been practicing.

On this day, Bai Ling got up early in the morning and went out to wash up.

I saw a few Taoist priests transporting white rice noodles to the kitchen.

"Master Dao, what are you doing with so much rice and flour? Are there any guests from Wudang Mountain?"

Bai Ling asked curiously.

The Taoist glanced at Bai Ling, and then said with a bit of yin and yang, "You are the only guest, and it's only been three days. How much have you eaten, and you don't have a count?"

Bai Ling: ...

The co-author was himself who ate up all the rice and flour.

This is embarrassing...

Bai Ling smiled awkwardly, then went back into the room and closed the door.

"Damn, I'm ashamed to see people!"