Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

The door was wide open, and two figures disappeared outside the courtyard.

"You're just going to let them go like that?"

Zhang Yan appeared, picked up a silver needle, played with it in his hand for a moment, looked at Tian Jinzhong, and asked.

Tian Jinzhong picked up Xiaoyuzi who had fallen to the ground and glanced back at the night sky outside.

"What's the point of keeping a dead man and a discarded son of the Lü family alive?"

Gong Qing's plan failed, and he will surely be killed by his companions when he returns; Lü Liang was abandoned by his family and joined the Quanxing Sect, and now he is like a rat crossing the street. His current situation is so similar to that of his junior brother Huaiyi.

"A Taoist disciple who took care of you for three years, a problem child like Zhang Huaiyi."

"This puts you, a person who values ​​relationships and honors others, in a difficult position."

Zhang Yan directly saw through Tian Jinzhong's thoughts and then continued.

"Brother Jinzhong, you've kept that secret for so many years, are you still planning to keep it?"

What? Does even Zhang Yan want to know that secret?

Tian Jinzhong paused for a moment, then slowly placed Xiao Yuzi on the bed beside him.

He didn't look up at Zhang Yan, but placed Xiao Yuzi's head on the pillow and began to speak.

"I didn't meet Junior Brother Huaiyi that day, and there was no secret."

Even though Zhang Huaiyi was dead, even though he had to deceive his teachers and elders, even though he hadn't slept for decades, he was unwilling to reveal a single word, because in his heart, Zhang Huaiyi was still his junior brother.

Zhang Yan sighed, and a blue light emanated from his hand.

Tian Jinzhong narrowed his eyes when he saw the blue light, and finally focused his gaze on the silver needle in his hand.

"Tian Jinzhong, I'm giving you a choice now. I can make you forget everything that happened that day without looking at your memories."

"From then on, all you remembered was going down the mountain, but you didn't meet Zhang Huaiyi, and you didn't know any secrets."

At this point, Zhang Yan's tone suddenly lowered, and he continued.

"Of course, you can also choose not to believe me and continue to keep this secret."

Tian Jinzhong let out a breath, straightened up, looked at Zhang Yan, and repeated what he had said.

"I didn't meet Junior Brother Huaiyi that day, and there was no secret."

It wasn't that he didn't trust Zhang Yan, but rather that he had forgotten their last meeting.

Zhang Yan nodded, and the light in his hand changed, turning into a snow-white expanse, as he reached out to grab Tian Jinzhong's head.

"Zhang Yan, what are you going to do?"

Tian Jinzhong dodged to the side, but he was no match for Zhang Yan, and the light was about to envelop his head.

He snatched the silver needle from Zhang Yan's hand and, without hesitation, stabbed it into his own forehead.

puff!

A jade-like hand blocked his forehead, only to be pierced by a silver needle. Zhang Yan spoke.

"Old Tian, ​​don't move, this is just a restriction."

"Once this restriction is placed, you will never be able to talk about what happened that day again, not even in your sleep."

"I won't discuss this with you."

Tian Jinzhong's eyes widened suddenly, then he slowly released the silver needles, and his eyes welled up with tears.

"Zhang Yan, I..."

"Done, eh~"

Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Yan withdrew his hand and, seeing Tian Jinzhong's expression, joked.

"You're over a hundred years old, why are you still crying? Did Lu Jin infect you?"

"Have you figured things out and want to tell me?"

Tian Jinzhong did not answer Zhang Yan's question, but instead sat back in his wheelchair and slowly closed his eyes.

"Zhang Yan, I'm a little sleepy..."

Before he could finish speaking, he lowered his head and fell into a deep sleep, soon emitting soft snoring.

Tian Jinzhong, who hadn't slept for decades, was sleeping so soundly next to Zhang Yan.

……

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, a young man held a paper figure in his hand, which was now emitting a bluish light.

"Did Gong Qing succeed? Then let him keep this paper figure and deal with it."

Zhang Yan removed the silver needles from his palm, picked them up, examined them, and chuckled softly.

"Paper-cutting witchcraft, that's good, it'll be easier to find you this way."

After saying that, he stepped out of the house, closed the door behind him, and then looked up at the dark night.

At this point, the transmission of the Heavenly Master's Decree was almost over. It was estimated that, as usual, Zhang Chulan would not accept the restriction because the matter of Feng Baobao had not yet been resolved.

Gong Qing's defeat should cause the Quanxing people to retreat even sooner. As for Lu Jin, he should be locked in a fierce battle with the Four Madmen right now. Let's go take a look.

Zhang Yan vanished from the courtyard in a flash, reappearing deep in the mountains.

"Xia He, move aside, I need to help Senior Lu Jin."

Looking at Xia He in front of her, Zhang Lingyu felt a mix of emotions that she couldn't express.

Xia He tossed her pink hair, pinched her slender waist, and her eyes never left Zhang Lingyu's face.

"Forget it, you'll only get in the way."

"Didn't you notice the murderous aura that Lu Jin exuded after you left?"

Zhang Lingyu assumed a fighting stance, his body radiating a faint golden light.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't move aside, I'll..."

Xia He walked up to Zhang Lingyu, her rosy face close, and pinched his cheek with two slender white fingers.

"You've gained a little weight."

After saying that, she hugged Zhang Lingyu tightly, looked up at his face, and said in a sweet voice.

"If you want to save Master Lu, you'll have to get past me first."

Zhang Lingyu's protective golden light instantly vanished without a trace.

Looking at the scene under the tree, Zhang Yan said to Zhang Zhiwei beside him.

"Old Lu is suffering, and you're here watching your apprentice flirt. That's really not fair."

Zhang Zhiwei's already small eyes were now so narrowed they were almost invisible.

"Old Lu can handle things, but I'm afraid Lingyu won't be able to handle things here."

"Yes, Xia He's bone-scraping knife is indeed impressive."

Upon hearing this, the old Celestial Master looked at Zhang Yan with a puzzled expression.

It's true that this girl has powerful innate abilities, but it's also possible that she won't receive a high evaluation from Zhang Yan.

"What are you wondering? This girl broke through your disciple's protective golden light with just two fingers. Isn't that amazing?"

The old master scoffed, ignoring Zhang Yan's teasing, and then squinted at him.

Xia He wrapped her arms around Zhang Lingyu's waist, rested her face against his chest, and slowly moved her hands down.

"Those firm pectoral muscles, and...that perky butt, I really miss them."

After saying that, she grabbed a handful of food and then looked at Zhang Lingyu's face before speaking.

"What? You want to hit me? Are you willing to do that?"

Zhang Lingyu had reached his limit and unleashed a devastating Heaven-Shattering Hammer.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time."

Xia He got angry too, and the two of them started grappling.

"Zhang Lingyu, you really hit me? You heartless man..."

"Stop messing around, Xia He, I'm begging you."

At this moment, Lu Jin unleashed a powerful burst of Qi, and the two groups had begun to get serious.

Zhang Yan, who was watching with great interest from the tree, said to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Old Lu must have been hit by the Twelve Labors Formation. Given his temperament, he probably won't last long."

"With you here, he'll be fine. Let him vent first."

The old master now only uses one eye to see things, truly turning a blind eye to his own disciples.

Zhang Lingyu had already grabbed Xia He by the neck under the tree. He looked at her beautiful face, gritted his teeth, and raised one hand.

"Xia He, please stop pressuring me, you..."

Xia He was not flustered at all. She gently pushed Zhang Lingyu's hand away and licked his cheek like a puppy.

"That day, I completely accepted myself, but you thought you made a mistake. But where did you go wrong?"

"Xia He, you've changed. You've become a Quanxing demon, you've become a..."

Xia He held Zhang Lingyu's hand and listened to the reply. She slowly lay down on the ground, fully revealing her curvaceous figure, and then spoke.

"Turned into a slut? Or a whore? No wonder you're a top disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion, you're ashamed to utter such words."

boom!

Where Lu Jin was standing ahead, large swathes of trees fell, creating a deafening sound.

"We've given them enough time. If things continue like this, you won't be able to see your precious disciple Zhang Lingyu tonight."

Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Zhiwei, whose face was trembling slightly, and then continued.

"I'm going to Old Lu's place. You can take care of your apprentice's personal issues."