Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 196 Xuan Yang Battles the Heavens, Wind and Thunder Rise

"Brother Zhang, have you ever been defeated?"

Lu Qian smiled at Zhang Zhiwei, casually flicking his whisk, and the dust threads fell down his robes.

A spirited young man appeared before everyone, like a gentle breeze that combined strength and gentleness, drawing the attention of the younger generation.

Lü Qian's arrogance left one with no desire to refute him, similar to Zhang Zhiwei's haughty air that was clearly close at hand yet detached from the world, but also different.

His arrogance was like a gentle breeze or a light rain, giving others present a sense of naturalness.

They seemed to see in Lü Qian's every move a steady traveler, but in the blink of an eye he transformed into a carefree teenager.

The two are like yin and yang, yet they are harmoniously intertwined in Lü Qian.

This is precisely the Daoist essence that Lü Qian has accumulated along his journey, a flavor born from his own experiences, much like the mellow aroma of wine or the tea's essence evolving through water and fire.

"Strange, could this young Taoist priest from the Lü family possibly know some kind of mind-controlling technique?"

"I don't know, it doesn't look like it."

……

The others present whispered in Lu Qian's direction, but Zhang Zhiwei, who was facing Lu Qian's questions directly, suddenly burst into laughter twice.

"Haha, apart from my seniors, I, Zhang Zhiwei, have never been defeated."

The somewhat slovenly-looking young Taoist priest had at this moment toned down his arrogance, and a sharp glint suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a large hand, and extended it to Lü Qian. "And you, Brother Lü?"

"What a coincidence, it's me too!"

Lu Qian's smile also brightened, and with a flick of his whisk, a hand emerged from the dust.

Their hands clasped together as if by unspoken agreement, and then gently released each other.

"In that case, I'd like to experience your skills firsthand."

"I'm ready to serve you anytime."

Although they had only met once, the two seemed like old friends, their eyes showing a tacit understanding.

Then, Zhang Zhiwei flicked his sleeves and strode away, saying, "I'll go find some food first, so please don't follow me, fellow Daoist."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young Taoist priest disappeared from everyone's sight with a graceful and powerful gait.

Lu Qian smiled, then opened the hand he had just held and looked at it. There was a slight tremor between the knuckles, as if he had used too much force.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that we, who are the same age, would be about the same in terms of life cultivation."

"Moreover, I didn't expect the young Celestial Master to be so unconventional, secretly channeling golden light spells into his palms, showing no lack of cunning typical of young people."

Thinking of this, Lü Qian pulled his hand back into his sleeve and sighed inwardly, "I really don't know how someone like that could have taught someone as dishonest as Zhang Lingyu."

"Old people being passionate is just that they have the means to be passionate now. In reality, they are still the same mischievous teenagers they used to be."

Lu Qian thought of Zhou Sheng, who would later compile historical records; Zhou Meng, the Grand Tutor who was proficient in electronic devices; and Fang Dongtian, the Grand Tutor who returned to his youthful appearance after his ascension to immortality...

"Cultivating the Tao and cultivating truth, cultivating truth and cultivating oneself, never stray from one's original heart. If one loses one's original heart, then one is not far from being lost."

Thinking of this, he shook his head with some relief. If it weren't for Master Fang's timely enlightenment and help to overcome his mental barrier, Lü Qian might already be a deity in a temple.

He possessed supernatural powers and abilities, but lacked the corresponding character and temperament.

"This path is indeed difficult, but I believe I can do it."

With a flick of his sleeve, Lü Qian transformed back into the young man he always was, carrying a whisk and mingling with the other younger members of the Lu family compound.

On the other side, Zhang Zhiwei slipped to a secluded corner, turned around and saw that no one was around, then quickly pulled his palm out of his sleeve and blew on it twice.

"Damn, this Lü Qian is like a hedgehog, he actually has a hidden Ruyi Force, it's made my hand hurt."

"You wretched child, what are you doing?"

Just as the red mark on Zhang Zhiwei's palm disappeared, the figure of Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing suddenly appeared behind him and asked abruptly.

"Ah, disciple, disciple thinks the Lu family's courtyard wall is quite nice, I was just thinking of touching it."

Startled by his master's sudden action, Zhang Zhiwei instinctively placed his palm on the courtyard wall in front of him, rubbing the whitewashed surface as his large face drew closer.

"Hmm... no wonder it's the prestigious Lu family, the walls are really white..."

Seeing his once arrogant disciple now bent over and clinging to the courtyard wall, Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing snorted coldly, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Nowadays, apart from his master, the Celestial Master, Zhang Zhiwei is virtually invincible on Longhu Mountain.

As a master, the Celestial Master was pleased with Zhang Zhiwei's exceptional talent, but he was more troubled by Zhang Zhiwei's arrogant attitude of looking down on the world.

As an elder, the Celestial Master couldn't personally intervene to discipline Zhang Zhiwei, because regardless of the outcome, it would only fuel Zhang Zhiwei's arrogance.

But in this world, finding a rival who can be compared to Zhang Zhiwei is no easy task.

But things are different now. The arrival of Lü Qian, this man of great dreams, has provided the Celestial Master with a good whetstone.

What? You're saying Lü Qian isn't a person of this world?

So what? Who cares where they come from? Just tell me if Lü Qian and Zhang Zhiwei are the same age.

Since they were the same age, given Zhang Zhiwei's arrogance, he naturally wouldn't care about Lü Qian's status.

After figuring it out, the Celestial Master twirled his beard, concealing the smile on his face.

He cleared his throat, then adopted a stern tone and scolded, "Hmph, you wretched child, do you finally understand the saying 'there are always people more capable than you'?"

"This disciple knows he was wrong."

As soon as Master Zhang Jingqing's stern voice rang out, Zhang Zhiwei immediately knelt down on the ground as a conditioned reflex, bowing his head towards Zhang Jingqing.

"Hmph, the Left Sect Master of the Sanyi Sect once came to me to discuss the Dao, and during our conversation he mentioned letting you juniors have a contest."

Zhang Jingqing recalled her conversation with Zuo Ruotong earlier, and a look of admiration flashed across her eyes.

Zuo Ruotong truly deserves to be called a being who was able to cultivate the crooked Reverse Life Triple to the peak of the second level, and even earn the name of the Great Ying Immortal.

Over the past five years, the other party, with his saintly character as a guarantee, has traveled to all the Xuanmen sects, visiting each sect leader to exchange ideas and discuss the Dao.

The teachings are not to be easily passed on. Zuo Ruotong attempted to observe the methods and principles of various schools of thought through actual combat, thereby deducing the path after the three stages of reverse rebirth.

This path is extremely difficult. Putting aside whether each party is willing to take action, let's just talk about the point of learning from actual combat.

This is something that ordinary people simply cannot do.

During combat, the flow of Qi within the human body has a unique rhythm, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes urgent and sometimes gentle.

In addition, the leaders of each sect are also highly skilled, with exquisite control over Qi down to the smallest detail.

This is like using a giant chainsaw meant for felling trees to carve a peach pit the size of a fingernail, trying to create a painting like "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" on the peach pit.

It is easy to imagine how difficult this is.

But the Celestial Master did not expect that when he saw Zuo Ruotong again, the aura flowing through Zuo Ruotong's body had undergone an extraordinary change, and he was moving closer to the path of cultivating both body and mind.

Although there haven't been many overall improvements, at least some progress has been made.

This talent was so amazing that even the Celestial Master was astonished.

If Zuo Ruotong hadn't joined the Sanyi Sect back then, or even any random Xuanmen sect, he would probably be close to immortality by now.

Thinking of this, the Celestial Master also became more composed and said solemnly, "Later, I will invite the Left Sect Leader to let the younger generation of each family have a friendly spar."

"When you face Lü Qian from Wudang, go all out in the match."

"Yes, Master."

The master and apprentice emerged from a secluded corner and walked towards the crowd.

……

Under the watchful eyes of guests from all sides, the martial arts competition at the Lu Family Compound, a spectacle of this era, soon began.

"Lu Jin of the Sanyi Sect versus Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain, the match begins!"

"Snapped!"

"I...I don't take it to heart at all..."

"You beast!"

"Thump!"

The farce quickly came to an end, and the ill-fated relationship belonging to the Lu family officially began.

……

"Wudang's Lü Qian versus Longhu Mountain's Zhang Zhiwei, the match begins!"

"Fellow Daoist Lü Qian, let me see the skills of your Wudang sect."

Zhang Zhiwei appeared in the arena with a handprint on his face. The breeze blowing through the arena lifted his robe sleeves, making the young Taoist priest appear even more casual and unrestrained.

As soon as he finished speaking, a magnificent and dazzling golden light suddenly shone in the arena. This golden light seemed to be as illusory as air, yet also like water that was invisible but had substance. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped Zhang Zhiwei.

"Let's not play games, Lei!"

Zhang Zhiwei pulled his hands out of his robe sleeves, and with a flick of his sleeves, the originally brilliant and majestic golden light suddenly solidified, and the dazzling gold instantly turned into a bright and clear white light.

Streaks of lightning rose from the ground and transformed into a tree with thousands of branches, growing around Zhang Zhiwei.

The sharp, melodious chirping of birds suddenly resounded throughout the entire venue.

"Here you go, just you wait and see."

Lu Qian spoke with a Beijing accent he had learned from Wang Ye, his robe sleeves swirling and creating ripples.

A flowing, powerful force rose with the fluttering sleeves of his Taoist robe, spreading into the surrounding void.

At this moment, Lü Qian waved his arm, and the force transformed into a curtain of water that rippled along his robe sleeves, but he smiled and said, "This is not enough. Let me add another bit."

"I have mastered a technique of wind and thunder, and I hope you will give it a try."

"The wind and thunder rise!"

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Chapter Two!

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