Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 204: There are skills but no ways, stop at skills
At the moment when the self-cultivation furnace collapsed, Ma Xianhong seemed to hear the sound of his own heart breaking.

Even though he was right in front of him, he was powerless and could only witness it all happening.

When he finally got closer, he jumped up from the roof, crossed the distance, and landed in the messy field. He staggered a few steps and knelt down in front of the fragments of the Self-cultivation Furnace.

All eight puppets were killed, and large areas of houses were destroyed and turned into open spaces, leaving only fragments on the ground.

The four top practitioners who came next looked at all this blankly, and then moved their eyes with difficulty to the Taoist who retracted his fist. He swallowed and guessed the origin of the other party.

Just one punch can have overwhelming power. There is probably only one person in the entire alien world who can achieve this level - Zhang Taichu!

Thinking of this, they felt chills all over their bodies. At this moment, let alone attacking each other, they didn't even dare to move, and they didn't even dare to think of escaping.

"Woo, the stove, my stove, is broken, it's all broken - ah!!"

Ma Xianhong knelt on the ground and reached out to pick up the fragments. His red eyes were full of pain and he was shouting nonsense.

This self-cultivation furnace is the product of his hard work, a product that he invested a lot of energy in and experienced perfection time and time again.

Not to mention how many precious refining materials are used in it, even if these materials can be copied again, it is impossible to create an identical self-cultivation furnace, which means that everything has returned to zero!
He was engulfed in despair, helplessly scraping on the ground, gathering fragments of the magic weapon from the dust, and happened to look at the only large part the size of a human head a few steps away.

"That's the core that my sister gave me."

Ma Xianhong was stunned and recognized the part, which was one of the cores of the self-cultivation furnace. But before he could retrieve it, an invisible force snatched the part away from the air.

He looked in the direction and happened to see the young Taoist standing on the roof not far away. It was the young Taoist who smashed his stove with a punch.

"There are quite a few weird parts to this Slimming Furnace."

Zhang Taichu looked at the piece the size of a human head and the shell made of unknown metal that was engraved with strange runes. He pressed his fingers slightly and crushed it with a click, revealing a transparent container inside. .

The inside of the container was filled with liquid, and there was an object that looked like a physical embryo in the center, which looked a little disgusting.

With a thought in Zhang Taichu's mind, he poured his mind into it, and used his own energy to invade along the gaps in the container, slightly stimulating the lump of flesh, carefully sensing the changes in it, and his face became more surprised.

"It is able to receive and transform the true energy like a stranger, but it is not a natural organ. Could it be that the divine machine can refine such a strange living creature after hundreds of refinements?"

He murmured to himself and turned his gaze to Ma Xianhong, who was kneeling on the ground not far away. Then he took a step forward and appeared directly in front of him. He said condescendingly: "Did you make this meat ball?"

Even though Ma Xianhong was heartbroken at this moment, when he saw the look in Zhang Taichu's eyes, he couldn't help but shook his head: "No."

Zhang Taichu's eyes flashed with golden light, and he continued: "Where did that come from?"

"My sister, Qu Tong."

"Oh? Is that Qu Tong from Yao Xing Club?"

"Ah."

"Where is she?"

"On the mountain." Ma Xianhong said blankly, pointing to the halfway point of the mountain, where the faint sounds of the fight were heard, and then his mind suddenly woke up.

Zhang Taichu put aside the mental cholera trick, threw the parts in his hand to Zhang Chulan in the distance, and said: "Put it away."

After waking up, Ma Xianhong looked at the disheveled Taoist in front of him. His mind was shaken and he had already realized who the other person was. He still confirmed with a bitter look on his face: "Are you Taichu Zhenren from Longhu Mountain?"

Zhang Taichu nodded slightly and said with a smile, "It's me."

Hearing this, Ma Xianhong's face wrinkled into a ball, like a lump of bitter melon.

The idol he admired the most smashed his most beloved stove. His head was buzzing at the moment, but he couldn't bear any hatred at all. He could only feel a strong sense of powerlessness, and he was tangled in his heart. After all, he reluctantly raised his head. He raised his head and asked: "I dare to ask the real person, why did you destroy my self-cultivation furnace?"

Zhang Taichu asked back: "Why are you building this self-cultivation furnace?"

Ma Xianhong said without hesitation: "The world is unified!"

As he spoke, he stood up, took two steps back, and repeated firmly: "I just want to build this self-cultivation furnace so that everyone can practice Qi, so that there will be no difference between ordinary people and strangers in this world." Let the world be united!"

Zhang Taichu said with a smile: "How can you be sure that everyone wants to use this self-cultivation furnace to become a stranger? Or are you just for your own selfish desires and don't care about it at all?"

Ma Xianhong said: "Getting Qi can strengthen the body, make the spirit complete and full of energy, and make the life long, and all living beings will naturally be willing to do so."

Zhang Taichu said: "There are billions of living beings who come because of desire, and they will be confused by it. It's all just your self-righteousness."

Ma Xianhong said: "When I establish the New Jie Sect, I will educate them so that they will not do evil. I will first let the good people gain energy and refine their bodies."

Zhang Taichu said: "How do you distinguish between good and evil? Can you judge the good and evil of all living beings, classify them into three, six or nine grades, and control the destiny of all living beings based on your own ideas? What kind of universal unity is this?"

Ma Xianhong's face froze, and he didn't know how to respond for a while. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said: "There will always be chaos in the process of change, accompanied by labor pains, just like you, senior, swept away the whole nature."

Zhang Taichu chuckled: "But the coexistence of black and white in this world is inseparable. It is the way of heaven. Even I dare not say that I will sweep away all the darkness in the world. Why do you do it?"

"Is it just this self-cultivation furnace that gives you the confidence?"

Ma Xianhong's face turned blue and white, and he found that he didn't know how to answer. He was confused that there were so many loopholes in what he had thought before.

Zhang Taichu continued: "If there is a way but not a technique, the technique can be sought. If there is a technique but not a way, it only stops at the technique."

"You want to use the self-cultivation furnace to give all living beings powerful power, but if you don't cultivate your self-cultivation, you will only lead all living beings into disorder and chaos."

"You said that by establishing the New Jie Sect, you could educate hundreds of millions of sentient beings and bring unity to the world. But even if the saints of ancient times were reborn, they would not be able to achieve what you said."

"So I said, Ma Xianhong, why do you do it? Or is it just to satisfy your selfishness?"

Ma Xianhong's face turned red and he scratched his head frantically. After thinking about it carefully, he felt a cracking pain in his head.

"Ugh..."

Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was horrified to find that the thoughts and memories in his mind were actually very blurry!
(End of this chapter)