Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 228 Sincerity is the key to success!

"hiss!!!"

A large number of ups and downs of gasps were heard.

It's like a summer night, with the endless croaking of frogs and chirping of insects by the pond.

Pairs of incredible eyes looked at Zhang Huaidan.

During the silence just now, some people thought that Master Huaidan was thinking of some sad past events, some people thought that he was sighing over the true meaning of life, and some people thought that he was lamenting the impermanence of the world.

I didn't expect it to be such a simple and unpretentious answer.

original.

This is why the real person sighs!
The world is so big, and there are so many outstanding people like fish in the river, but no one can resist him. Only the real person is left on the top of the snow-capped mountain to drink the wind, frost, snow and rain.

How bleak! How desolate! And how lonely!
……

Zhuge Qing murmured to himself: "Master..."

Now it seems that the real person is also a poor man!
Hearing Zhang Huaidan's words, Wang Ye, who had been stunned for a moment, shuddered and looked at him in surprise: "Lao Qing, you, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuge Qing shook his head and said nothing, his heart full of empathy with Master Huaidan.

Thinking back to a few months ago, before I inherited Wu Hou’s legacy, I had already tasted loneliness for more than ten years.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Chulan's cheek muscles almost twisted together. "Lao Qing, if I'm not mistaken, you and Brother Dan are empathizing with each other. Uh...are you okay?"

"You don't understand, this is extremely painful!"

Zhuge Qing didn't want to say much.

Wang Ye was stunned.

Zhang Chulan's face turned green: "Yes, yes, I don't understand!"

His eyes rolled back to the back of his head. "Well, can you let me suffer a little too? I've loved suffering since I was a child. This little bit of pain is just right for me!"

……

This side was making a lot of noise, and when Zhang Huaidan said this, many people were really shocked to pieces.

They all said that they could not only endure hardships, but also loneliness, and they were very willing to help Master Huaidan share the pain.

I would like some guidance from a real person. How can I reach this state?
There is strength in numbers. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to stand on the top of the mountain together and be blown by the wind and frost?

Zhang Huaidan said firmly, "It's very simple! The key is to be attentive!"

You could hear a pin drop in the arena. Everyone looked at each other, but no one said a word, strangely.

……

"What the Immortal said makes sense. Everything in the world comes down to one word: 'heart'. As the saying goes, 'Nothing is difficult for one who sets his mind to it'. That's exactly the truth."

Zhuge Qing sighed slightly.

Zhang Chulan looked at him suspiciously: "Zhuge Qing, are you sick?"

Zhuge Qing glanced at him and sneered, "The great truth is simple. Huaidan Zhenren is talking about the fundamental truth. It's a pity that ordinary people are ignorant and don't understand this truth."

Now that he has comprehended the Samadhi True Fire, Zhuge Qing has become much more calm. Although he still regards Master Huaidan as his long-cherished wish, he will no longer lose his composure easily.

Thinking about it now, the process of how he inherited the final inheritance is both laughable and sad.

He had made all the necessary preparations beforehand, but unfortunately he was unable to inherit. When he went out to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony and met Master Huaidan, his mood swung like a roller coaster.

There are even evil thoughts and inner demons that are so serious that they can take over the body.

I thought my life was ruined, but suddenly something happened and the Samadhi True Fire flowed smoothly.

In the past few days, Zhuge Qing traced the origin and found that the reason for everything lies in the heart.

The fact that he is now able to comprehend the Samadhi True Fire shows that he has already met the requirements. What he lacks is nothing more than the mind and nature.

How can a person who practices cultivation not be attentive?

Zhang Chulan was dumbfounded. "Are you crazy? Is there a possibility that Brother Dan is just fooling around?"

Wang Ye suddenly said, "Old Zhang, this time Old Qing is not wrong. It's you who failed to grasp the profound meaning of the Master's words."

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened: "No, you two..."

Feng Baobao blinked: "Is that so..."

Zhang Chulan scratched his head: "Sister Baoer, even you..."

Feng Baobao said, "Eat when you want to eat, sleep when you want to sleep, fight when you want to fight..."

Zhang Chulan's heart trembled slightly as he felt that he was surrounded by traitors.

He had long realized that Sister Baoer's strength came from this kind of purity.

And where does this purity come from?
Heart? Yes, it is the heart!

Zhang Chulan calmed down and seemed to be thinking about something.

Why is it that with just two eyes and one mouth, some people can accomplish great things while others can only roll in the mud?

To put it bluntly, we all weigh about 100 to 80 kilograms, which are made up of protein, fat, carbohydrates, and some inorganic substances.

Why is the gap so big?
It's not like a creature from the same dimension.

Zhang Chulan nodded: "I think I understand a little bit."

Wang Ye whispered, "In fact, it's not just us extraordinary people. Even ordinary people, as long as they can calm their hearts and minds and control their desires, such people, even if they don't achieve any extraordinary achievements, can live a peaceful and happy life."

……

Ma Xianhong also nodded secretly. He had a deep understanding of the word "careful".

The truth is simple. The truth taught by Master Huaidan points directly to the truth, but...

Looking at the confused faces of the talented people, only Bi Yuan nodded slightly, being able to taste the deep meaning behind the word "careful"; the villagers who were secretly criticizing him, felt that Master Huaidan was holding on to the real thing and was just making up a few words to fool them.

Seeing all these things, Ma Xianhong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The principle of "being attentive" is both too simple and too complicated.

Ma Xianhong's mood is hard to describe.

I have to admit that this world is not fair.

Let’s not talk about the principle of “putting in effort” for now. Even the dividing line between ordinary people and extraordinary people has a despairing gap.

Some people have Qi as soon as they open their eyes in the womb, while others cannot generate the sense of Qi even after decades of hard practice.

All of the eighty-odd villagers in Biyou Village have low aptitude and inferior roots. If it were not for the power of the self-cultivation furnace, they would never be able to experience the mystery of Qi in their lifetime.

And all the talented people in Biyou Village are extraordinary people who have obtained Qi on their own, and they don't need the help of his self-cultivation furnace at all.

It is really difficult for ordinary people to understand the world of extraordinary people, and extraordinary people also find it difficult to understand the realm of those who can truly be called geniuses.

In a short period of time, Ma Xianhong thought a lot and became more determined in his ideals!
On this path of cultivation, he not only needs to help himself, but also help those who are also interested in this, regardless of whether they are extraordinary people or not.

……

Everyone present came back to their senses one by one. Although Master Huaidan did not tell the truth, it was normal.

How could we possibly tell them the true magical skills and powerful secrets of the Tianshi Mansion?

At this time.

Hei Guan'er clenched his fists, made up his mind, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Huaidan, I, Hei Guan'er, want to learn from you about your skills!" The big man had an unshaven beard, was tall and strong, with broad and thick palms covered with calluses. It was obvious that he was a martial artist.

There was a defiant light in his eyes, and a faint murderous aura emanated from his body, which made people feel a little uneasy.

With Clarinet's appearance, he would attract attention no matter where he appeared, but at this moment, everyone present seemed to have just seen him.

"Did I hear correctly? This person wants to challenge Master Huaidan?"

"He seems to be in the same group as Wang Zhenqiu. Where does he get the courage to challenge a real person?"

People around were whispering, and some even thought that there was something wrong with the clarinet.

Master Huaidan's cultivation is unfathomable and his strength is unmatched!
It is an insurmountable giant that spans between heaven and earth!
Haven’t you seen that Wang Zhen’s ball just now even evolved into a god, and the power it displayed surpassed that of a group of masters with superior aptitude.

The results of it?
In front of Master Huaidan, you are nothing!

The real person only needed to make a slight move to make him kneel on the ground, and he even needed someone's help to stand up!
What can this clarinet do?
It can't be that he's just stubborn, right?

Zhang Huaidan calmed down and smiled slightly: "Please."

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping that Hei Guan'er's strength would make him feel pressured so that he could hone his skills in protecting the Dao.

Clarinet also noticed the expectation in his eyes and felt strange.

By the way, Master Huaidan, what do you mean by this?
Do you still hope that I can defeat you?

Dugu Qiubai, right?

Take a deep breath, suppress distracting thoughts, and get ready!

He pulled up his sleeves, revealing an ordinary black tube on his forearm.

……

As the successor of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, Ma Xianhong had a sharp eye and saw the clue immediately: "Hey, this is actually a magical weapon?"

Looking closely, the clarinet in Clarinet's arm is extremely crudely made. Even if he just grabs a handful of sand, the thing he can make will be better than this clarinet.

Qiu Rang, also a practitioner of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, shook his head and said, "Master, this magical weapon is rubbish."

Qiu Rang's talent in refining equipment is far superior to Ma Xianhong's.

However, he was not impressed by the clarinet played by Clarinet. It was just a stick picked up from the roadside and practiced casually.

Qiu Rang said, "And I don't think this tube is a defensive weapon, nor an offensive weapon. It looks more like an auxiliary weapon. But what can this tube assist?"

Ma Xianhong nodded, not knowing what the point of the clarinet exposing this inferior and rough tube was.

……

Lao Meng wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered quietly, "Why not say it nicely? The ball is already like that, there's no need to play anymore."

Things don't always go as planned. With the intervention of Master Huaidan, the temporary worker's mission can basically be declared a failure.

And Wang Zhenqiu's shot undoubtedly proved that Zhenren was unstoppable.

They don't need to bear the primary responsibility for the failure of the mission, so why should they continue to fight?
Xiao Zizai's face turned pale when he heard this.

Since appearing here, he has spoken much less than usual because he is observing.

He has been observing the actions of Master Huaidan!

It’s just a pity that even though Wang Zhenqiu had revealed all his cards, he was still easily defeated by the real person, and there was no way out of his plan at all.

……

The aura emanating from Clarinet's body set Wang Ye's heart on edge. "This guy is a tough opponent! Lao Zhang, you guys came here together, do you know his methods?"

Although he has full confidence in the real person, Wang is not the kind of person who would look down on him.

The clarinet witnessed Wang Zhenqiu's crushing defeat and was able to take the initiative to stand up.

If he is not the Iron Head Kid, then he must have real kung fu skills!

Zhuge Qing also nodded in agreement. The brave aura of the clarinet player was eye-catching!

Zhang Chulan shook his head: "This... I really don't know."

If Gao Erzhuang is not counted, Hei Guan'er is the last temporary worker to show up. All we know is that he is affiliated with East China and knows a lot of news that others don't know.

As for the methods he used, Zhang Chulan had never seen him use them.

Zhuge Qing whispered, "His nickname is Clarinet, which is probably related to the clarinet on his arm."

Wang Ye frowned: "It seems to be a magical weapon."

……

"Why is this guy so motionless? Could he be frightened silly by Master Huaidan?"

"Given his size, it's perfectly normal for him to be frightened. Looking at his burly figure, I think all his nutrients have been absorbed by his muscles... Uh, Master Hari, I don't mean to offend you."

"Look at the clarinet on his arm. If I'm not mistaken, it should be some kind of musical instrument!"

"Haha, is he planning to play a tune right there? Oh! Brother Qin, please lend me two dollars."

"Brother Sun, what are you doing?"

"Blow well, there's a reward!"

“Here…hahahahaha!”

The villagers of Biyou Village burst into laughter. After all, although they had not completely broken off relations with the temporary workers of these companies, they had at least broken off half of the relationship.

Everyone laughed loudly, especially the villagers who were closer to Zhang Huaidan.

Clarinet had no expression on his face, he just raised the arm where the clarinet was tied, and the laughter inexplicably stopped.

The dark hole of the clarinet was like a whirlpool that swallowed up all the sounds.

Suddenly a white light flashed!
The black and white colors seem to be entangled and changing!
"Puff!" This black tube was indeed an auxiliary magical instrument. As the black tube poured the abundant power in the body into it, a bullet of Qi shot out.

This Qi bomb also looked ordinary, but because of its extreme concentration, it emitted a faint white light and looked like a harmless dandelion.

However, its speed is so fast that it is unpredictable, like a fleeting moment.

"Ka-ka~~"

Several more shattering sounds were heard at random.

The red, green and purple lights all shattered quietly under the illumination of this faint white light.

The villager named Sun, who had just said he wanted to give a tip to Clarinet, was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

The villager named Qin who borrowed the money also had trembling legs, and was tightly clutching a broken bead in his hand. That bead was the magic weapon he had refined for protection!

A strong sense of terror gripped everyone's heart!
Qi bomb!

It's a Qi bullet shot out from the black tube!

And this Qi bomb is not aimed at these minions!
The reason for such a scene was simply because the Qi bullet flew past and stirred up a few wisps of wind!
The villagers with the surnames Sun and Qin felt like they were falling into an icy cave!
I never thought that the clarinet was so powerful!

From the launch of the Qi bomb from the black pipe to the destruction of the magic weapon of the villager who had just laughed at him, everything happened in just a moment. In this fleeting time, the same fear lingered in people's hearts.

Ma Xianhong's pupils shrank sharply, and he exclaimed, "Master Huaidan!"

Just one Qi bomb, just a few wisps of wind stirred up by the Qi bomb, were enough to destroy the villagers' protective magic weapons!

Then, as the target of this Qi bomb, the real person...

(End of this chapter)