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

Zhang Zhiwei's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the crowd's enthusiasm. Many people lowered their heads and fell into deep thought.

Not only do you need to get started with numerology, but you also need to master the four plates: Heaven, Earth, Man, and God. But how easy is it to master these four plates?

Even those who specialize in Qimen Dunjia usually only master one type of chart, and are only slightly knowledgeable about the others.

Those who can fully control the four plates are extremely rare, even within the Wuhou School, let alone non-magicians like them.

And this is merely the basic requirement for learning "Tian Tong Qi Men"! Even if these conditions are met, whether one can truly learn this heaven-reaching technique remains to be seen.

A chill ran through everyone, yet they were powerless to refute it. Anyone with a modicum of reason understood that everything the young Taoist priest had said was true.

The ultimate skill of sorcerers—how could one possibly learn it without a profound foundation in sorcery?

Just like a martial arts practitioner, even a peerless skill cannot be easily mastered by someone without any foundation.

A towering building rises from the ground; without a solid foundation, how can a castle in the air be built?
The current situation is that the young Taoist priests have generously presented the blueprints for the "skyscraper," but most of them don't even have the ability to lay the foundation, so they simply cannot seize this opportunity.

For a moment, the entire room fell silent, everyone filled with conflicting emotions. Reason told them the hope was slim, but a sliver of hope lingered in their hearts: what if, what if they were that one-in-a-million genius?

However, this bit of luck was instantly shattered when Zhang Zhiwei stepped onto the stage. Many people realized the reality and didn't say anything that would make people burst into laughter.

However, some people soon realized that just because they themselves are not good enough doesn't mean their descendants are not good enough.

An elder suddenly spoke up: "May I ask, young Celestial Master, are those words only applicable to us who are currently at Wudang, or to all fellow practitioners in the martial world?"

Zhang Zhiwei frankly stated, "It works for anyone who follows the right path."

"Good!" the old man laughed. "Although I don't have any special talent in esoteric arts, my grandson is quite talented in the art of sorcery. He has already joined the Wuhou School. Once he meets the requirements, I will send him to Longhu Mountain for you to see if he is suitable for cultivation."

“Okay!” Zhang Zhiwei nodded in agreement.

“Little Celestial Master, I have a son who is exceptionally intelligent. I am planning to send him to study the arts of divination and numerology. If he succeeds and demonstrates talent, may I allow him to give it a try?” another person asked eagerly.

“Of course.” Zhang Zhiwei nodded again.

……

At the head table, seeing Zhang Zhiwei resolve a potential crisis caused by Tian Tong Qi Men with just a few words, Zhang Jingqing smiled and thought to herself, "Over the years, my disciple has not only improved his methods, but his handling of situations has also become increasingly sophisticated!"
Previously, the red-faced old Taoist priest wanted to use Zhang Zhiwei's reputation to intimidate the villains, but Zhang Jingqing was not so optimistic. Zhang Zhiwei's reputation was indeed great, but no matter how great it was, it could not suppress the restless hearts of people.

Even when picking persimmons, they know to pick the softest. Zhang Zhiwei is not someone to be trifled with; they don't know to avoid him. In the end, Wudang will be in big trouble.

Zhang Zhiwei's promise at that moment instantly changed the situation.

The Tian Tong Qi Men method is undoubtedly a means to cause turmoil. Although it is safe in Zhang Zhiwei's hands, once it is released, it will immediately cause a bloodbath.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei has painted a picture of a pie for them and given them the conditions to obtain it. He tells them that they don't need to fight or anger him to acquire this skill, as long as they can learn it.

With this pie around, people in the underworld won't do anything irrational because of a little greed in their hearts. After all, there are upright ways to do things, so why bother with petty theft?

But this pancake may not be able to impress everyone; there are always some people who are eager to eat hot tofu.

Especially those sorcerers who did not specialize in Qimen Dunjia.

On the one hand, they were even more aware of how ingenious and attractive the Tian Tong Qi Men method was.

On the other hand, they have not practiced Qimen Dunjia, so it is difficult for them to master the four plates.

They would think that it's not that they can't do it, but that they've chosen the wrong path. With their current level of cultivation and understanding of divination, they could even achieve instant success by directly cultivating the Heavenly Connection and Mysterious Gate.

In this situation, they might take a risk.

Just then, a middle-aged man left his seat and walked straight to Zhang Zhiwei in the center of the room, saying as he walked:

"Little Celestial Master, what do you think of me? I practice Da Liu Ren, and I haven't put too much effort into Qimen Dunjia, but even though I've only dabbled in it, I've already mastered the Earth Plate and the Human Plate."

"Although I haven't mastered all four plates and met all the requirements, with my talent, if I were to specialize in Qimen Dunjia, mastering all four plates would be a piece of cake."

With a look of madness on his face, he walked up to Zhang Zhiwei and looked at him pleadingly: "I wonder if the little celestial master could teach me?"

This person's current mindset is somewhat similar to Chen Jinkui in the story. Even though Wang has already explained the pros and cons, he still harbors a sliver of hope.

What if, what if I succeed?
Even if it doesn't work out, he would be willing to die just to witness such methods.

Before Zhang Zhiwei could even speak, the people below couldn't stand his remarks.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei had just set the rules, and they intended to abide by them. But then someone came up who didn't want to follow the rules.

Did this person even respect them? Did he even respect the young Taoist master?

"Go down. If you haven't mastered four plates, wait until you have mastered four plates before coming back!"

Someone in the audience shouted.

"That's right. Aren't you confident in your talent? With such high talent, mastering four games shouldn't be a problem, right? Then come up after you've mastered four games."

"The Little Celestial Master has already stated that these are the basic requirements. You haven't even met the most basic ones, yet you dare to go up there and spout nonsense? Get down here right now, or else, the Little Celestial Master won't need to lift a finger; I'll deal with you myself!"

……

……

In an instant, public opinion was outraged, and the man, his face flushed with embarrassment from the rebukes, could only turn to Zhang Zhiwei for help.

Zhang Zhiwei also looked at him, his gaze calm yet penetrating, as if he could see through people's hearts.

The more cultured a person is, the more arrogant they tend to be, and in the world of supernatural beings, sorcerers are the most cultured people.

This person primarily studied the Da Liu Ren divination method, one of the three major divination techniques, and secondarily studied Qi Men Dun Jia. He was able to master both divination methods, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a divination genius.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei only mentioned the requirements for Qimen Dunjia, without mentioning Da Liu Ren. Naturally, he was unconvinced, believing that his Da Liu Ren skills were enough to compensate for the shortcomings of the four Qimen Dunjia plates. However, this dissatisfaction, when it met Zhang Zhiwei's gaze and the objections of the crowd, quickly revealed the difference in their abilities.

"Gudong!"

The man swallowed hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and he was already considering retreating.

Zhang Zhiwei blinked and laughed, "Rules are rules. Since you think you can do it, then wait until you can. Anyway, I'm in Longhu Mountain, so I can't run away. There's no need to be in such a hurry."

He shifted his gaze from the man, looked at the entire audience, and slowly said:
"Sometimes, if you want to accomplish something, the first thing you have to do is let it go."

"Thank you for your guidance, Little Celestial Master!"

The man's face was deathly pale, and he staggered down the street amidst the scornful stares of the crowd.

However, as soon as this person stepped down, another person steadily walked onto the field.

The newcomer was a scholar dressed in a black robe, wearing a square crown and holding a folding fan. He was about thirty years old, with a refined and scholarly demeanor.

"Li Linfeng, a family heirloom sorcerer, pays respects to the young celestial master!" He bowed with his hands clasped, his demeanor composed.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

"I have fulfilled all the requests made by the young celestial master."

Li Linfeng spoke calmly, yet could not hide a hint of pride: "I was born into a family of sorcerers. Before learning Qi cultivation, I learned numerology. I was a well-known child prodigy in the area when I was young. Even without sensing Qi, I could deduce hundreds of Qimen formations."

“Back then, a master from the Zhuge Liang school came to our door, wanting to take me as his disciple, but my father refused. This was because many of the Zhuge Liang school’s techniques were only passed down to members of the Zhuge family.”

"Later, I successfully obtained Qi and embarked on cultivation. In less than twenty years, I mastered the four plates of Heaven, Earth, Man and God, as well as the family techniques. Among my peers, few could rival me, and many disciples of the Wuhou School were not as good as me."

"In the past decade, I have devoted myself to perfecting my skills in Qimen Dunjia, and I have created the 'Nine Palaces Qi Fortune Deduction Technique' and the 'Qimen Acupuncture Time Selection Method,' the latter of which has been particularly praised by the masters of Jishetang."

He took a deep breath, his eyes finally revealing his eagerness: "May I ask, Little Celestial Master, with my abilities, am I qualified... to learn the 'Heavenly Connection Mystery Gate' you created?"

Despite his best efforts to maintain composure, his breathing became involuntarily rapid when he mentioned "Tian Tong Qi Men".

“Mastering four family-inherited techniques in less than twenty years, and then creating your own techniques in another ten years…” Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment, then calmly commented, “It sounds… so-so. Although the chances are slim, I can give you a chance.”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

As soon as Li Linfeng stepped onto the stage, some people recognized this genius who was quite famous in the sorcerer circle. Many people sighed inwardly, it seemed that this peerless technique was about to fall into his hands.

Who would have thought that the young Taoist priest's evaluation of him was "so-so" and "not very promising," and he would only "give him a chance"!
If even such a recognized genius is only "so-so", then what kind of talent can catch the eye of the Little Celestial Master?
Everyone couldn't help but think of Zhou Sheng, the unassuming Taoist priest with a pig's kidney-shaped face, who had successfully mastered this technique. His talent was terrifying.
Not to mention the crowd below, even Li Linfeng himself was somewhat taken aback. He, who had been praised as a genius all his life, was actually so insignificant in the eyes of the Little Celestial Master.

If it were someone else who said this, he would definitely argue with them, but since these words came from the Little Celestial Master, even though he was somewhat unconvinced, he dared not show it in the slightest.

However, Zhang Zhiwei's words were not really meant to put him down.

Putting aside other examples, take Zhuge Qing from later generations. He mastered all four games in just over six years, before he was even fifteen years old.

His natural talent and ability far surpassed that of the person in front of him, but even so, if he were to truly face the Feng Hou Qi Men, he would still be defeated by it.

However, although he felt that the chances of Li Linfeng learning it were extremely slim, he was more likely to get lost in the inner world.

But since there was a prior agreement, Zhang Zhiwei was willing to give him this opportunity, and he would simply step in to help if necessary.

Practice makes perfect, so this wasn't too difficult for him.

Zhang Zhiwei clapped his hands, signaling Zhou Sheng to bring over the scroll containing the "Tian Tong Qi Men" (a type of magical technique).

He could have directly transmitted his power through Qi, but that method was too secretive. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he decided to use a more direct approach.

Zhou Sheng walked onto the stage carrying the scroll, and everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the scroll in his hand, filled with longing and curiosity.

"Senior Brother Zhang, is this really appropriate?" Zhou Sheng asked in a low voice as he handed the scroll to Zhang Zhiwei.

"No problem!" Zhang Zhiwei took the scroll. "Keeping this in your hands might cause some trouble. It's safer to hand it over to me in public. By the way, have you memorized the contents?"

"I can recite it backwards!" Zhou Sheng transmitted his voice.

"Go down!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

As Zhou Sheng stepped off the stage, Zhang Zhiwei casually tossed the scroll to Li Linfeng, as if it were something insignificant.

Li Linfeng was overjoyed and rushed forward to take it. However, he was so excited that his legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and he stumbled and fell to the ground!
Even so, he still held the scroll high with both hands, as if receiving an imperial edict, and caught it steadily.

This is his lifeline, the opportunity he has been dreaming of, and he cannot afford to make the slightest mistake!
When he fell, many people in the audience unconsciously turned their heads, clearly showing that they were just as nervous as Li Linfeng, the person involved.

Holding the Qimen Dunjia scroll, Li Linfeng turned his back to everyone and carefully unrolled it, glancing around warily as he did so, afraid that someone might discover any of its contents.

This behavior drew curses from the crowd, who said that although he looked well-dressed and respectable, he did nothing right.

Zhang Zhiwei stood quietly by, arms crossed, watching. Li Linfeng's actions just now were indeed somewhat unnecessary. He dared to casually throw the scroll out in public, so he must have been prepared.

He disrupted the changes in the scroll, adding a little "peeping shield" so that anyone other than those he allowed to view it, even if they got close and looked with a magnifying glass, could only see a mosaic.

Li Linfeng stared intently at the scroll. The intricate and complex Qimen Dunjia diagrams depicted on it far surpassed anything he had ever seen in his life! The annotations beside it were even more exquisite:
"He was born to govern the entire universe, encompassing all its changes, and thus became king..."

His attention was instantly drawn in, his pupils turned bloodshot, and the scene before him gradually blurred.

The Qimen Dunjia pattern on the scroll seemed to be imprinted in his mind, extending and expanding infinitely beneath his feet.

He felt that he had become the master of this world, with time, space, the five elements, good fortune and misfortune... everything was under his control!

As Li Linfeng immersed himself in the mysteries of the scroll, everyone below, including Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing and senior experts like Master Zuo, held their breath, their eyes fixed on him, awaiting his reaction. (End of Chapter)