Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Under the setting sun, the sound of big money breaking through the air was extremely dull.

Master Hutu fell down in response.

This is the interior scene. Even if it is invaded by the "National Master", it is still the spiritual world of Master Hu Tu.

Here, his will can be infinitely magnified, and as long as he doesn't accept his fate, he can't really fall.

But it was not the Japanese pirates, Zhang Zhiwei, or the "national master" who defeated him, but himself, himself as a boy.

To be precise, it is the deepest thing in his own thinking.

The state master's method of observation is to observe external objects, and his control over the human heart is far stronger than Zhang Zhiwei's observation of himself.

In the last internal confrontation between Zhang Zhiwei and the Imperial Preceptor, the Imperial Preceptor tried to make it come true and used his delusions to influence Zhang Zhiwei's own thinking in order to completely defeat him, but he failed.

But this time, facing Master Hutu, who was in a broken state and was in a mess, there was no need to go through the trouble of making false claims come true. The "National Master" could directly influence him.

But this kind of direct influence on his own thinking with the help of delusions will only strengthen his obsession and make him truly obsessed.

There is no life-or-death feud between Zhang Zhiwei and Master Hu Tu, and it cannot be like this.

Therefore, after discussing with the "National Preceptor", they had a countermeasure and were ready to do the opposite and use Master Hutu's self-thinking to defeat his second set of thinking, which was imposed on him by all living beings. Delusion.

This sentient being also includes himself, who he is today. In short, he uses the original intention of his youth to defeat the delusions of his middle age.

Original intention is a much-talked-about word. Almost everyone has said that only by never forgetting the original intention can you always succeed. However, few people know that the original intention is easy to obtain but difficult to keep.

In the snow, a middle-aged man in a robe collapsed on the ground, looking down at the ground, stunned.

"Are you cured?" Zhang Zhiwei kept pressing his hand on Master Hu Tu's head, "Do you still want me to teach you some unique skills?!"

Master Hu Tu slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Zhiwei. Many pictures appeared in his mind, including extremely powerful magic skills, the Shu Zimen turned into ruins, his son's burnt face, blood flowing everywhere, and a large number of people swarming towards him. The Japanese pirate soldiers, the six-line money that sprouted legs and ran away, the blow that penetrated the soul of my teenage self under the sunset...

These memories turned into mottled light and shadow, twisting and dancing in Master Hu Tu's mind, like jumping flames in the strong wind, burning out his delusions that almost engulfed him.

After a long time, these pictures were broken one after another. Then, he noticed Zhang Zhiwei's face in front of him and heard his voice.

Do you want me to teach you your unique skills?

"No, I don't want it!"

Master Hu Tu straightened his head. Then, he suddenly remembered something. He put his hand into his arms and touched six solid large coins. He felt the warmth and throbbing of the large coins in his arms.

They are still there, they are still there, the Shu Zi Sect is still there, everything is still there... For a moment, Master Hu Tu burst into tears and burst into tears.

The six big coins in his arms had been refined by him for most of his life. They had already connected with his mind and were almost considered as magic weapons. They seemed to have sensed his intentions. Without any operation, the big coins jumped out and jumped in the air like musical notes. A divination was made in the air.

The hexagrams show that the upper hexagram is Gen, which is mountain, and the lower hexagram is Li, which is fire.

Master Hu Tu was in tears and had no intention of reading the divination.

Zhang Zhiwei took back the hand that was placed on Hu Tu's head and looked up. Although he had never practiced the six-yao money technique, he could still tell fortunes with the six-yao line.

"The mountain fire Ben hexagram is an auspicious hexagram. There is fire at the foot of the mountain, and the fire shines on the mountain. It indicates that the person holding the hexagram has excellent wisdom, can know what he really wants, and will not be distracted by the glitz of the world. Blinded."

Zhang Zhiwei's words alerted the crying Master Hu Tu.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the hexagram in the sky, stretched out his hand, and six large coins fell into his hand.

He closed his palms, clenched six large coins tightly, and bowed deeply to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Thank you, Master Zhiwei, for your guidance. Hu Tu's heart disease has been cured!"

"It's nothing to worry about!" Zhang Zhiwei said: "People will eventually be trapped by unobtainable things throughout their lives, and they will eventually be relieved of their life's traps by one thing or one scene, just like the scene of floating light in old age, which will wake them up instantly. , the present is the past of the future, the present is also the future of the past, the future is the present of the future..."

"Hu Tu has been taught. For Master Zhiwei, it's just a piece of cake. For Hu Tu, it's the same as an immortal touching my head, tying my hair and receiving immortality!"

Master Hu Tu couldn't help but respect Zhang Zhiwei more and more. He recalled that not long ago, he had some criticisms of Zhang Zhiwei, but now, he respects him like a god.

"Do you still want any special skills?" Zhang Zhiwei asked again.

Master Hu Tu wiped the snot and tears from his face with his sleeves, shook his head and said:

"Shanhuo Ben Gua, the big money has already given the answer. Weak water only takes one scoop of three thousand. There are too many beautiful things in this world. You cannot be blinded by the glitz of the world. You must truly know what you want. What, I already have what I want, what Master Zhiwei said before is right, for me, strange skills are a disease, not a good medicine!"

After that, Master Hu Tu bowed again, and then stood up slowly. He had suddenly woken up in a cold sweat before, but it was only then that he felt the chill, which made him shiver.

Suddenly, the money jumped, and after another divination, a flame as bright as candlelight enveloped him, dispelling the dampness and chill.

With a happy expression on his face, he took the big money and walked further and further away on the snow.

"Is this what Don Bilian likes to do?"

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, and with a thought in his mind, he put away the talisman horse. With a move of his hand, a talisman flew into the sky and turned into a huge crane in the air.

He stepped on the back of the crane, and the crane soared into the sky and headed straight for the inn. As it flew rapidly, the cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and the golden light circled like Tai Chi, melting the cold wind that was cutting vertically and horizontally.

Not long after, with the sound of a crane, he slowly fell down in the air. With a move of his hand, the crane turned into a talisman and flew back to his arms. Zhang Zhiwei walked into the gathering place.

It was mid-afternoon, and the gathering place was very lively. Maybe the snow stopped, the sun came out, and we saw rainbows and dragons again. People in the gathering place all looked happy, saying that this was a good omen from heaven, and it would definitely be the next year. Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, which will be even better.

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei returned to the inn, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others greeted him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, where were you before?" Lu Jin asked quickly.

"You wake up very quickly from alcohol. I thought you were going to sleep all day!" Zhang Zhiwei said: "I went to see the scenery of Changbai Mountain, and by the way, I admired the Dragon Veins heading south!"

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, did you dream about dragon veins?" Lu Jin asked again.

Zhang Zhiwei tilted his head and glanced at him, "Didn't you see this? Why did you dream about it? Did you dream about it when you were drunk?"

"Yes!" Lu Jin nodded.

"What did you dream about?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Isn’t it unseemly to dream about smoke rising from ancestral graves?

When going out, face is given by oneself. Lao Lu is a decent person. He scratched his head and had an idea, and said quickly:

"The hedgehog said before that he dreamed that a golden dragon came to him and gave him a dragon ball. After eating it, he turned into a golden dragon. He could soar in the clouds and mist, and had great magical powers. He could defeat all the enemies in the world. But he met Senior Brother Zhang on Longhu Mountain. You , you slapped him and turned him into a loach, and you even captured him and made him sit...sit..."

Before he could finish saying "ride", the angry Lu Ci grabbed his neck and shook him hard:

"Lu Mang, what do you mean? I am arranging it in a frivolous way, right? You haven't been on the bed for three days? I think you are itchy!"

"Hedgehog, a gentleman talks but never touches. I advise you to be kind, otherwise, I won't be polite!" Lu Jin said, grabbing Lu Ci's hand.

"Who is your gentleman, and you are worthy of it?" Lu Ci said angrily: "Come on, come on, do it now, I want to see how you can be so rude?!"

Lao Lu is not a delicate young master, he has a lot of strength and means, "Okay, okay, you still pinch me, right? You can't understand people, right? I just want to test the effect of the golden dragon in dreams on you!"

"Afraid of you?"

The two are at war with each other and are about to have a fight.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two crisp brain-cracking sounds were heard, and the two hugged their heads and screamed, while putting on pain masks.

"Quiet, please be quiet!" Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and looked at Lu Ren: "Dabi, what are you talking about?"

Lu Ren glanced at Lu Jin and Lu Ci, who were grinning in pain, took a breath, and recounted how they woke up after dreaming about the golden dragon and saw the dragon's veins going south.

"It's not just a few of us. We asked around. Among the drunk people last night, as long as they had been to the Dragon Vein Land, they all dreamed of the golden dragon. Is this the legendary Dragon Vein Blessing?!"

Lu Ren continued: "It is said that Dragon Vein Blessing will have huge benefits, but a group of us have been experimenting for a whole morning, but we have not found any changes in ourselves."

"Senior Brother Zhang, tell me, what exactly is the influence of dragon vein on me? It can't be just some illusory luck!"

"You're quite right!!" Zhang Zhiwei used his extravagant eyes, looked around, and said: "Your luck is stronger than before. This is the influence of Dragon Vein Blessing on you!"

"Is it just that luck has gotten better?" Lu Ci covered his head and said with a grin.

He is a person who values ​​strength rather than luck.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Luck is also a kind of strength. People have three souls. The two souls of heaven and earth are always outside. Only the soul of life goes alone. Luck is just one of the effects of the heaven soul. The stronger the heaven soul, the better you are in this world." There will be more weight in the world."

"As for what weight is, some people work hard but fail to make waves, while some people make a mistake and turn the world upside down. This is the reason for the different weight ratios. It cannot be simply attributed to luck!"

"I see, that Senior Brother Zhang, who has the strongest Heavenly Soul among us?" Lu Ren asked.

"I am the strongest!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Everyone was stunned, but no one objected. This was very reasonable.

"What about Senior Brother Zhang?" Lu Ren asked again.

Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said: "Other than me, Lao Lu Tianhun is the strongest, Fatty is second, Guan Shihua and Hedgehog are evenly matched, tied for third place!"

He only talked about the top three. As for the strength of the Heavenly Souls of the other people here, most of them are in the same range, with a drizzle-like difference. It is meaningless to insist on ranking them.

After hearing what Zhang Zhiwei said, Lu Ren remained silent. Didn't he even catch Senior Brother Zhang's eyes?

"Where is my brother? Senior Brother Zhang, where is my brother?" Lu Ci asked Lu Ren what he wanted to ask.

"The strength of your brother's heavenly soul..."

Zhang Zhiwei has never been a person who likes to be secretive about answers. He said bluntly:

"The strength of your brother's heavenly soul is somewhat unsatisfactory, but after being blessed by the dragon vein, it has increased a lot. Among everyone here, he can barely be considered a standout!"

"My brother is just a middle-aged man?" Lu Ci couldn't believe it. Ever since he was a child, his brother had been better than him in every aspect.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't explain too much, Lu Ren's Heavenly Soul was really not that good.

In the plot, the Japanese pirates invaded in an all-round way, and the four families joined forces to fight against the Japanese. As the young head of the Lu family, Lu Ren must be surrounded by bodyguards. His own strength is first-class, but he was beheaded by the devil. How can this be better?

Like Lu Ci, ten people fought to the death in the cave of the sky and faced the demon directly. He was not as strong as Lu Ren, but he survived without even being injured. In the end, he became the head of the family and became one of the ten people in the alien world. guy.

Guan Shihua was smoother than him. She fought steadily through various disasters and became the face of the Ma family in Northeast China. Along the way, she became a member of the top ten and had many children and grandchildren. Except for meeting Wang Ai, there were almost no twists and turns.

As for Wang Ai, he was the weakest, but he was able to hold on to his family's fortune. He could also possess the Eight Magic Skills and become a top ten man. He had many powerful subordinates, so Tianhun was naturally not weak.

Lao Lu was even more powerful. He was almost an invincible Xiaoqiang. Four families resisted the Japanese and survived the bloody storm. Later, he led a group of junior brothers to surround and kill Wu Gensheng. All his senior brothers died, but he was the only one who survived with serious injuries.

Not only did he survive, but he was sitting at home, doing amazing things all over the world. He picked up the Tongtian Rui from Zheng Zibu for almost nothing, and he also learned the key.

On Longhu Mountain, he was besieged by four crazy people. He became obsessed and fell into crisis. In the end, he turned the danger into a blessing, not only cried for joy, but also broke several ribs of his old enemy.

Compared with others who are walking on thin ice, Lao Lu has always been on the road to death, but he has never died. It can be imagined that Lao Lu's heavenly soul is really strong.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I believe that man can conquer nature, and the most important thing is to be strong!" Lu Ren suddenly said with a firm face.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "That's right. A person's destiny is determined by many aspects. Tianhun is just one of them. It is determined innately. It is difficult to interfere with the day after tomorrow. Don't pay too much attention to it."

"Instead of focusing on the illusory path of destiny, it is better to pay more attention to things that can become stronger the day after tomorrow, such as one's own life soul and one's own seven souls. These are the things that make one's life stable!"

The seven souls are the body and "fate".

The soul of life is the soul of life, which is "nature".

Lu Rentian's soul is weak, but if his life is strong enough and his methods are high enough, what can the devil do?

Only when the strength cannot hold the whole audience, will one pursue such a thing as luck.

"I've learned a lesson!" Lu Ren said, clasping his hands to Zhang Zhiwei.

"I've learned a lesson!" Lu Jin also said with his hands folded.

Lu Ci suddenly said: "What kind of education did you get? Look at your villain's triumphant face. Come on, let's continue as before. Let's fight for three hundred rounds and see what your bullshit Heavenly Soul can give you?"

Lu Jin retorted: "Senior Brother Zhang said that 'xing' and 'fate' are the foundation for settling down and establishing a life. Although my heavenly soul is strong, I cannot be proud and complacent and waste my own means. Doesn't this count as a lesson?"

"As for what my powerful Heavenly Soul can bring me?" Lu Jin glanced sideways at Lu Ci: "Have you forgotten that day you were beaten black and blue by me?"

The two guys were at war with each other again.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two crisp voices sounded, and the two men were put on pain masks again, holding their heads and stopped.

It was wet with rain and dew. To avoid breaking the skin, Zhang Zhiwei hit the other side of his head this time.

Lu Ren looked at the miserable situation of the two little brothers, silently stepped back and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, the dragon vein has been released, and this trip is about to end. I would like to invite Senior Brother Zhang to sit in Lujia Village and thank you for this visit." Take care of Xiao Qi on the way!"

"Okay, no problem!" Zhang Zhiwei also wanted to go to Lu's house to avoid the limelight, but suddenly remembered something, "By the way, what day is it today?"

"The fifth day of the tenth lunar month!" Lu Ren said.

"On the fifth day of October, that is to say, there are only ten days before the Xiayuan Festival on October 15th. I'm afraid the timing is a bit unlucky. During the Xiayuan Festival, our Longhu Mountain will hold the annual burial ceremony. I have something to do. Go back to the mountain!"

Zhang Zhiwei said with a frown. The reason why he frowned was because he remembered his master's warning. If Xiayuanjie could not raise the level of the talisman, he would be shot down the mountain with a flying sword.