Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

In a secluded little house on Longhu Mountain.

Overcome with excitement, Tian Jinzhong fell off his wheelchair. His hands and feet had been severed, leaving him only able to support himself with his remaining limbs.

"Uncle Master!"

"Master!"

Rongshan and Xiaoqingzi rushed to Tian Jinzhong, wanting to help him into his wheelchair, but he stopped them.

"Rongshan, Xiaoqingzi, you two go out first, don't worry about me."

Tian Jinzhong supported himself, sat down cross-legged, and waved his sleeves at the two of them.

"Uncle-Master, he..."

Rong Shan pointed at Zhang Yan and hesitated before speaking.

“It’s alright, he’s not a member of the Quanxing faction.”

At this point, Tian Jinzhong smiled slightly and continued.

“If he were the leader of the Quanxing Sect, he wouldn’t be called the acting sect leader.”

"You guys go out first."

Rong Shan was startled upon hearing Master Tian's words.

After Quanxing disappeared from Wugensheng's territory, it seems that the title of "Sect Leader" never appeared again, and all the leaders referred to themselves as "Acting Sect Leader".

This young man named Zhang Yan actually received such a high evaluation from Uncle Tian. Just who is he?

Zhang Yan? I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before, but I can't quite place it.

Rong Shan considered leaving the room, but remained outside the door, keeping an eye on what was happening inside.

Inside, Tian Jinzhong saw Rong Shan and the other person come out of the room and asked.

"When did you arrive at Longhu Mountain? Does Senior Brother Zhiwei know?"

"It's been a while. Because of the Quanxing incident, plus the fact that I've been adapting to a new environment, I haven't made a fuss about it."

At this point, Zhang Yan lifted Tian Jinzhong with one hand, and Tian Jinzhong was enveloped in Qi and gently returned to his wheelchair.

"I met with Brother Zhiwei first, and you are the third after Liu Kunsheng."

"Heh heh, Brother Jinzhong, you've really had a tough time these past few years. You and Zhiwei have been brothers for a hundred years, so if you have any difficulties, just tell him. What kind of life is this, enduring it all like this?"

Tian Jinzhong shook his head and gave a wry smile.

"Senior Brother Zhiwei has worked even harder than me. I, as the junior brother, am already a useless person and cannot cause any more trouble."

Zhang Yan lifted Tian Jinzhong's wide sleeves, looked at his bare elbows and feet, and frowned.

"You won't be a cripple anymore, Brother Jinzhong. It might hurt a little, but bear with it."

Tian Jinzhong was naturally aware of Zhang Yan's abilities. After the Battle of Taishan, the previous Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing commented on Zhang Yan, saying that he was the person who was closest to ascension to immortality in the last thousand years, but unfortunately he was born at the wrong time.

Now that Zhang Yan has returned, the regeneration of his severed finger is just a minor matter for him; thinking of this, he still feels a little excited.

He looked at the red Qi in Zhang Yan's hand and said to Zhang Yan.

"Come on, what is a little physical pain compared to the pain in your heart?"

Zhang Yan nodded and guided the red Qi in his hand to his limbs.

"Ah... Ooh!"

"Uncle Master!"

Upon hearing Tian Jinzhong's short, startled cry, Rong Shan immediately tried to push the door open, but after two forceful pushes, he couldn't budge it.

Tian Jinzhong broke out in a cold sweat and loosened his grip on his robe.

"Rongshan, I'm fine, please don't come in yet."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent again, and no sound could be heard.

"Zhang Yan, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"

With Zhang Yan's abilities, whether or not people outside can hear his voice depends entirely on whether he wants to or not.

"Hehe, Brother Zhiwei said you've been holding back for so long and need to vent."

"Well, it's almost there now, but so many years have passed, you need to get used to it."

"Brother Jinzhong, why don't you come down and walk around a bit? Walk with a powerful and energetic stride."

Tian Jinzhong: "..."

He was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Don't worry about what happens next, I can handle it myself."

The Quanxing group that infiltrated the Celestial Master's Mansion is about to appear, but he doesn't know who they are yet.

......

A young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain watched the fireworks, took out a walkie-talkie from behind him, and spoke.

"Delay it as long as possible."

After saying that, he adjusted his hat, deliberately tilting it slightly, and then hurriedly ran towards where Tian Jinzhong was.

"Master, something terrible has happened, Master!"

He cried out as he pushed open the door. Seeing Tian Jinzhong sitting in a wheelchair, he felt a sense of relief, but also a secret thrill.

Three years. I spent three years on Longhu Mountain. Do you know how I spent those three years?

Well, after living here for three years, I've really grown attached to the people here...

"Master Tian, ​​so many people from Quanxing have come! The Celestial Master's Mansion is about to be destroyed! Waaah!"

"I heard from my fellow disciples outside that the Grand Master also made a move, but... but there are too many of them."

"Grand Tutor is so old, I'm afraid of him... I'm afraid of him, sob sob sob."

Upon hearing this, Rong Shan immediately became anxious and said through gritted teeth.

“These beasts, I… Master.”

Oh, it's you, Xiao Qingzi.

Tian Jinzhong looked at Rong Shan, who was gritting his teeth, and sighed.

"Rongshan, go, go quickly and lend your master a hand. I'm in a remote place, nothing will happen here."

"Uncle-Master, what's wrong here...?"

"Go on, stop dawdling here."

"Okay. Xiaoyu, Xiaoqing, take good care of your martial uncle."

After Rongshan finished speaking, he used his internal energy to rush outside.

The door was closed again, and the young Taoist boy, Xiaoyuzi, looked at the faint firelight outside and asked a question.

"Won't the Quanxing heretics destroy the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Xiao Qingzi's face darkened, and she spoke.

"No, I told them that even if we're going to destroy something, we should destroy it in a place that's not important."

After saying this, Xiao Qingzi punched Xiao Yu, who was standing to the side, unconscious, and then turned around and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Gong Qing, acting leader of Quanxing, pays respects to Elder Tian."

Tian Jinzhong looked at Gong Qing with a look of regret. Before he knew that Gong Qing was from Quanxing, he had quite liked the boy.

"Speak, what is your purpose in coming here?"

Gong Qing stood up, looked into Tian Jinzhong's eyes, and spoke.

"Yes, I've been hiding in the Celestial Master's Mansion for three years, just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity like today."

"Mr. Tian, ​​I am very interested in the events of the year Jia Shen, especially Zhang Huaiyi. Today I would like to ask you something."

"When you and Zhang Zhiwei went down the mountain to look for Zhang Huaiyi, what did he say to you when he met you?"

Tian Jinzhong shook his head and said, "I did go down the mountain to look for my junior brother, but I didn't see him."

Having received the answer he expected, Gong Qing took a step back, took out a walkie-talkie, and spoke.

"come in."

The door was pushed open again, and a Taoist priest walked in. In the instant he activated his Qi, he shed his disguise.

Quanxing Lü Liang.

"Old Tian, ​​let me tell you something else. I've been observing you for the past three years."

"Zhang Zhiwei said that you haven't slept for decades and have practiced meditation to the point of 'being so full of spirit that you don't want to sleep'."

"But on several occasions, I found you secretly dozing off."

"It's not that you don't want to sleep, it's that you're afraid to sleep, afraid that your sleep talking will reveal something."

At this point, Gong Qing glanced at the silent Tian Jinzhong, then spoke to Lü Liang.

"Lü Liang, retrieve the old man's memories from back then, and then erase the memories of me and the old man from the past three years."

Mr. Tian, ​​this is all I can do.

Blue energy emanated from Lü Liang's palm; it was the Blue Hand in Shuang Quan's hand, which could be used to manipulate memories and souls.

The moment his blue hand touched Tian Jinzhong's body, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I can't do it. This is the most resilient soul I've ever seen, bar none."

“You little beast, my soul is not only strong, but even my palm is hard.”

Tian Jinzhong stretched out his broad hands from his wide sleeves and slapped the two of them.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Gong Qing and his companion were caught completely off guard this time, and were sent flying by Tian Jinzhong's slap, crashing into the door.

Both men had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths and stared blankly at Tian Jinzhong's hands.

Impossible, I was pushing him around in a stroller yesterday.

What's going on? Even his meridians have been repaired. Did he take some kind of elixir?

Gong Qing slapped his other cheek hard.

Snapped!

Both sides of my cheeks are swollen.

Not an illusion!

Lu Liang covered his swollen cheek, looked at Tian Jinzhong who was sitting upright, and spoke.

"The situation has changed, Acting Sect Leader, I'll be leaving now."

"Don't leave. If we don't succeed today, they'll kill me."

As he spoke, Gong Qing stood up, took off his hat, and continued.

"I'll use force; all you have to do is extract all your memories."

"Heh, so you're going to use force?"

Under the watchful eyes of the two men, Tian Jinzhong suddenly stood up and continued speaking.

"You two little brats, you should know that within the Celestial Master's Mansion, I am second only to the head!"

Well, excluding the one who was just watching the show, yes, he's not a member of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Tian Jinzhong thought to himself silently.