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

"This is... facial makeup. In a world composed of black and white, Senior Brother Zhang actually wears a golden facial makeup!"

Zhou Sheng stared at the facial mask on Zhang Zhiwei's face, feeling puzzled.

Wudang occasionally holds temple fairs, many of which include opera programs, so he is no stranger to opera facial makeup. He can even know the specific meaning of the facial makeup based on its color.

For example, red facial makeup generally represents a loyal, brave, chivalrous and bloody character, while brown and pink facial makeup represent an old man with a sense of justice.

Black facial makeup generally represents selflessness, white facial makeup represents cunning and insidiousness, blue facial makeup represents unruly and good at fighting, and purple facial makeup represents solemn justice...

And the golden mask represents... God!

"Senior Brother Zhang is wearing a mask belonging to God. What does this mean? He is going to become a god?"

Zhou Sheng was extremely shocked, but then he reacted: "No, that's not right, this method is a bit like... like the godhead mask practiced by advocates!"

Zhou Sheng is no stranger to advocating excellence. Advocating excellence does not produce the power of faith. They are just porters of the power of faith. If you ask where the power of faith is strongest, it is undoubtedly temples and Taoist temples.

As one of the Taoist holy places, Wudang Mountain is naturally indispensable for advocating for the power of faith. The Taoist masters of Wudang did not expel these "thieves".

Because the ability of the advocates to collect the power of faith is far inferior to that of the Dharma lineage gods. Even a lot of the power of faith they collect are scraps that the gods do not like, such as those who believe in the God of Wealth, or who usually do not burn incense because of certain things. , who temporarily went to a Taoist temple to burn incense and worship God...

This kind of power of faith is very mottled, and gods generally don't want it, so there is a saying that it is useless to improvise. However, these powers of faith are good things for advocates. They can collect them and store them in their gloves. , used at critical times.

Taoist priests avoid the world to practice and be kind to others. Naturally, they can't do evil for things they don't need, so they just let it go.

As for why Zhang Zhiwei didn’t contact the advocates...

This is because he usually practices in the Sihan Celestial Master's Mansion, which is the accommodation area for the Celestial Master and even the disciples within the sect, which is equivalent to the center of the inner sect.

The place with the strongest incense is the main view of Qianshanmen. Even if there are advocates visiting, they always visit here.

Zhang Zhiwei's appointment as Zhengyi Guan only happened not long ago, so he has had little contact with him.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang also cultivated the Godhead Mask? It shouldn't be. Master once said that cultivating the Godhead Mask will pollute one's spirituality and is a taboo for cultivating both life and life. Senior Brother Zhang's life cultivation is pure and vigorous, and he will never make such a mistake. .”

"Furthermore, godhead masks gain power by pretending to be gods. The masks they wear should have corresponding gods. The golden mask on Senior Brother Zhang's face seems to have no corresponding god!"

As soon as Zhou Shenggang thought about this, he saw Zhang Zhiwei took off the facial mask, waved the lines in his hand, and tore the mask into wisps of colorful lines.

Then, he moved his hands in the air, manipulating the colored lines, like drawing with a pen, to draw his own appearance and merge it into his body.

In an instant, his body composed of black and white lines gained a touch of bright color. Although the proportion of this touch of color was not large, it formed an extremely sharp contrast with the surroundings.

The strongest contrast is in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes. His black and white eyes, which were originally outlined by lines, became as bright as stars under the influence of colored lines, with golden flames burning inside.

Zhou Sheng looked at Zhang Zhiwei and couldn't understand what happened to Zhang Zhiwei at all, but the surroundings were black and white, only Senior Brother Zhang had more colors. This special and otherworldly nature made him instinctively horrified.

He continued to stare at Zhang Zhiwei, trying to figure out what was going on.

The changes continued, and the lines on Zhang Zhiwei's body became more full. During this period, the colors on his body also became more colorful.

After reaching a certain level, those colors seemed to be calcined by something. Although the quantity was much less, the quality improved and turned into pure gold.

Not only that, he also noticed that at a certain point, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly disappeared, as if wiped away by an eraser, disappearing without a trace, as if he had never appeared in this world.

"Senior Brother Zhang is gone? Then the person who pointed me out is..."

As soon as this idea came to Zhou Sheng's mind, Zhang Zhiwei appeared again, without any warning, appearing out of thin air, as if he had never disappeared.

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he realized that in this situation, Senior Brother Zhang should have used a method similar to that of jumping out of the two realms just now to cut off the connection between himself and the world, so he Disappeared.

"What an incredible method!" Zhou Sheng exclaimed, and then he saw Zhang Zhiwei, who was continuing to move forward with the changes, suddenly stopped, and at a certain time and place, he took ten steps to the southeast and northwest.

As he walked, the strands of gold on his body turned into footprints, engraved in the world of black and white lines, like a sacred brand, emitting the most blazing golden light.

Then, he pointed to the sky and the ground with one finger, and made a thunderous voice from his mouth:

"Master Tiantong, in all directions, up and down, in the sky and the earth, I am the only one who is supreme!"

Zhou Sheng watched this scene dumbfounded. He looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, but remembered a long-standing legend in his mind.

Legend has it that more than two thousand years ago, Prince Siddhartha could walk and speak by himself as soon as he was born.

He took seven steps in each of the four directions: east, south, west and north. With each step he took, a lotus flower grew on the ground.

After he finished walking, he pointed to the sky and the ground and said:

"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven!"

Siddhartha is the Buddha, and Sakyamuni is the honorific title given to him in Buddhism.

In the circle, the interpretation of Sakyamuni is that unlike Lao Tzu, Zhang Daoling was a saint who was weak at the beginning but reached the extreme step by step through practice.

Sakyamuni was an innate and powerful being who was born with spiritual power.

It can be said that he was not weak when he was born, but he possessed incredible power when he was born.

Not only that, his acquired skills are also extremely good. He is the founder of the three religions, and like the ancestor Zhang Daoling, he is a Taoist.

"The vision of the Buddha's birth actually appeared in Senior Brother Zhang. Doesn't this mean..."

Zhou Sheng's heart jumped suddenly, and he said with a look of horror:

"Senior Brother Zhang's current state is comparable to the birth of the ancient saint Sakyamuni?!"

Warlocks and mathematicians alike have an almost obsessive thirst for knowledge. Zhou Sheng's talent in magic is absolutely top-notch, almost instinctive. All the changes he has seen before are running through his mind. It appears like a flower.

In an instant, he figured out a lot of things, but he still wanted to see more and understand more.

He stared at Zhang Zhiwei with burning eyes, and didn't even notice that there was a scorching breath coming from behind, and a huge fireball was slowly taking shape.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei, who had finished speaking about being self-centered, suddenly turned his head and looked at him with big star-like eyes. Lava flowed in those golden eyes, like a mirror reflecting fire.

Just looking at each other, all of Zhou Sheng's will was swallowed up by the fire in an instant.

He only felt that Zhang Zhiwei's pupils were dilating in front of his eyes, turning into two huge fireballs, about to swallow him up.

"Ahhhhh..."

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but scream. He felt as hot as if he were surrounded by boiling water, and the pores all over his body shrank tightly.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't. The fireballs had a huge suction force, pulling him and trying to swallow him up.

This scene is exactly the same as the scene that appeared when he first divined something taboo in the interior scene.

"Senior Brother Zhang's eyeballs are actually the same as the fireballs that appeared in the interior scene..."

A shocking idea came to his mind, but he had no time to think about it because he was about to be pulled into the fireball.

Zhou Sheng was a little at a loss. He called out to Senior Brother Zhang as before, but received no response. He was pulled over little by little.

In a panic, Zhou Sheng subconsciously used the means he usually used to deal with the fireballs in the inner scene, pinching magic spells with his hands, chanting mantras, and trying to break free.

But what makes people despair is that it was okay if he didn't use it. Once he used it, his whole figure seemed to have lost its center of gravity and was pulled into the fireball in an instant.

The scalding heat added to his body. This was a process that made people despair. The fireball was extremely dazzling. The light and heat that escaped completely burned his eyes in an instant. At the same time, the flames all over the sky enveloped him and burned his eyes. His body turned into a ball of fire.

"My life is at stake!"

Zhou Sheng roared.

The next moment, in the inn room, all the pores on Zhou Sheng's body were opened, sweat was discharged all at once, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked, and he fell on his back as if he had collapsed.

But the moment he was about to fall to the ground, Zhang Zhiwei supported him.

Zhou Sheng was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He was still sitting on the fire bed of the inn, and Zhang Zhiwei was sitting opposite him with a cup of tea in his hand, drinking it casually.

"Senior Brother Zhang, your... your..." Zhou Sheng gasped: "Your eyes... are like fireballs in the interior scene, eating me up!"

Zhang Zhiwei put the tea cup on the small table on the fire bed and said slowly:

"It wasn't my eyes that ate you, it was my eyes that pulled you out. Just now, you had thoughts in your mind that you shouldn't have, triggered some taboos, and was almost swallowed up by the scene. Didn't you feel it? Be careful next time!”

Zhang Zhiwei's words made Zhou Sheng stunned. He thought about it carefully. He was just too absorbed in watching it before, so he didn't pay attention to it. But now he calmed down and looked back at the previous time, but he broke out in a cold sweat.

The seemingly invisible hot breath behind him, and the moment he used his escape method, he instantly lost his center of gravity and was pulled into Senior Brother Zhang's eyes... How could he still not know what was going on? He quickly asked:

"Senior Brother Zhang, your eyes and the fireball that appeared in the interior scene..."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand: "It's not the same thing. I don't know about that thing either. Although I snatched you back this time, it doesn't mean that I can deal with it. It has nothing to do with your original intention of finding me this time!"

Although he said this, Zhou Sheng still felt that the feeling when facing Zhang Zhiwei's eyes was the same as the feeling when facing the fireball in the interior scene.

When you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you... Inexplicably, Zhou Sheng remembered what Zhang Zhiwei said before.

The fireball in the interior scene, Senior Brother Zhang's eyes, fireball, eyes... these things kept echoing in Zhou Sheng's mind, and he was lost in thought until...

"boom!"

The crisp sound of brain collapse sounded.

Zhou Sheng came to his senses, covered his head and cried out.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Zhiwei looked into Zhou Sheng's eyes: "Let me ask you, have you seen the changes clearly?"

Zhou Sheng took a deep breath: "Look, see clearly!"

"Then tell me!"

Zhang Zhiwei said that he knew that Zhou Sheng was spying on him before. He could have punched him out instantly, but he didn't. It was just a change of some lines. It didn't involve any privacy, and it didn't matter if he was looked at.

Zhou Sheng got rid of some distracting thoughts and carefully thought about what happened before. After a while, he slowly said: "Xiantian leads Zhou Tian, ​​overturns Zhou Tian's changes, and turns me into a king!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhou Sheng in surprise. He had said this to Zhuge Yunhui and Master Hu Tu, but he had never said it to Zhou Sheng, but Zhou Sheng said it himself. As expected of Feng The comprehender of Houqimen.

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the teapot, filled his own cup, and poured another cup for Zhou Sheng:

"Come, tell me what it means!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'll do this myself, do it myself!" Zhou Sheng took the tea cup with some flattery, held the hot tea in both hands, took a sip, put down the tea cup, paused, and said:

"This is what I realized on a whim after observing the changes in Senior Brother Zhang's lines. I am so blessed that I realized something. I don't know if it is right or wrong. Please give me some advice from Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Say it quickly!" Zhang Zhiwei also sat up straight. In addition to Wu Gensheng's recommendation, this was also one of the reasons why he gave Zhou Sheng advice.

A master always has the heart of a disciple. Instructing others is actually instructing himself. He uses others to reflect himself and check for gaps. This is not a shameful thing. The Taoist sage Laozi also gave guidance to the Confucian sage Confucius many times. Both All benefited a lot.

Zhou Sheng said: "Everything in this world is inseparable from the word change. Xiantian refers to the pattern of the human body, and Zhoutian is the pattern of heaven and earth. With its own changes, it covers the changes of heaven and earth, and can be transformed into a king."

"This 'king' would be too vulgar if it just refers to the king. It refers to the unity of heaven and earth, and the unity of heaven and man!"

Zhou Sheng stood up, followed Zhang Zhiwei's previous example, walked a few steps to the southeast, northwest and northwest of the guest room, pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, and continued:

"This universe is divided into upper, middle and lower. The upper is heaven, the middle is human, and the lower is earth. As for the word 'King', the upper horizontal line is sky, the lower horizontal line is earth, the middle is human, and the vertical line connects heaven, earth and human beings. One body, so it refers to the unity of heaven and earth, the unity of heaven and man!”

"So turning me into a king means focusing on one's own innate nature, and the changes in the surrounding sky will change with the changes in one's own body, but the two are unified as a whole!"

"Just like a scale, it has two ends and can be changed on both sides. One end is yourself, and the other end is everything in the world. In this way, as long as you control one end, the other end will also change. The end that controls the change is us who set up the formation. Specifically How to explain..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Sheng was stunned. He didn't know what to say for a while. After struggling for a while, he sighed and said:

"Well, Senior Brother Zhang, I understand a lot from you, and I also understand a lot, but I understand these 'Tao' and 'Principles' in my heart, but I can't tell them. My means are low, and I can't act like Senior Brother Zhang, you took me into the inner scene and showed it intuitively, I, I, I..."

He "I"ed for a while, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and was about to say, it doesn't matter, but Zhou Sheng grabbed his hand and said excitedly:

"Senior Brother Zhang, I thought of a way. The divine dragon came out of Luoshui carrying the picture, and the colorful phoenix held the book in the blue clouds. It was written by the Fenghou, and the Dunjia Qimen began from that time."

"Give me some time to sort it out. Maybe I can integrate what I have learned and felt this time into a Bagua diagram, and use the power of Bagua to show it!"