Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

On Longhu Mountain, large trees were uprooted, and the ground was covered with pits of all sizes.

Lu Jin seemed to sense the abnormality of the reverse life state and began to draw talismans and scatter beans endlessly again.

The talismans drawn by Lu Jin covered Zhang Yan's entire body, and then exploded instantly. Flames ignited and then extinguished, ice and snow condensed and then melted, and lightning rose and then dissipated.

Zhang Yan carefully comprehended the explosion of the talisman, and in just a moment, he moved his finger and drew a Five Thunder Talisman.

boom!

A large tree was instantly chopped into charcoal and fell to the ground with a crash.

"Zhang Yan, you actually used the Five Thunder Talisman of the Celestial Master's Mansion to strike me, that's a bit too much."

Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei shook his sleeves and spoke to Zhang Yan.

"After watching your apprentice's performance, you came here to watch the show. If I don't strike you down, who will I strike down?"

Zhang Yan pointed at Lu Jin, then at the torn collar of his clothes, and said.

"Can't you see I'm injured? Come and help me. You're better at using the calming mantra than I am."

"Sigh, what do you think I'm here for?"

Zhang Zhiwei pretended to sigh and pointed to Zhang Yan's pocket.

"Give me back my phone, let me take a picture first, I'll post it on social media later."

"it is good."

Zhang Yan thought the idea was good and without hesitation, he controlled one of Lu Jin's hands. Zhang Zhiwei also cooperated well and held his other hand.

"Wugensheng, I'm going to kill you."

"eggplant."

"eggplant."

Click.

In the middle stood the angry young Lu Jin, while Zhang Yan and an old man with a white beard each made a peace sign and smiled.

And so, a rather bizarre-looking photo appeared.

After Zhang Zhiwei finished taking the photos, he didn't chant any spells. He simply pointed his finger lightly at Lu Jin's head, and Lu Jin immediately lowered his head, reverting to his old Bi Deng appearance.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, looked at him now, and said softly.

"It looks better this way."

"Old Lu, you shouldn't use the Reverse Rebirth Triple Technique anymore. It doesn't look good when you're trying to look young."

Zhang Yan glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, scoffed, and spoke.

Are you implying something about me?

"No way! How could I dare to teach you how to do things?"

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and said to Zhang Yan.

"Everything's alright here. I'll take Lao Lu back to rest. You go check on the younger generation and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Zhang Yan looked in the direction the group had fled and asked.

"Those guys just let them go like that?"

Those people really did want to kill Lu Jin and Zhang Yan, especially Yuan Tao, who had the strongest murderous intent.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned upon hearing his words and then spoke.

"Since Wugensheng disappeared, Quanxing has become a breeding ground for a bunch of vermin. Ha, these people."

Although Zhang Zhiwei looked down on these people, as the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, he still had to consider the greater balance, which was the "ordinary" aspect of his often-mentioned mortal nature.

"Brother Zhiwei, I don't have so many concerns. Rather than persuading people to do good, I'd rather kill all the evil people in the world!"

As Zhang Yan spoke, his aura changed, and a murderous intent spread out, causing even the unconscious Lu Jin to tremble.

While running, Gao Ning suddenly felt as if his heart was being squeezed. He stopped abruptly, because there was no point in running anymore.

"Old Celestial Master, I, Gao Ning, am not unjust to die at your hands!"

As he spoke, he turned around and ran back the way he came.

Even if he dies, he must die with dignity facing the pinnacle of human existence, and he must not die on the run.

call!

call!

Blood was flowing from his seven orifices. He felt like his heart was about to explode, and the air in his lungs felt like it was on fire. Finally, he returned to his original place before the three of them left.

“Zhang Zhiwei, I, Gao Ning, admit defeat, but I still have to touch the hem of your top-notch clothes.”

Through Gao Ning's blurry vision, he saw Zhang Zhiwei supporting Lu Jin and talking to the young man opposite them.

No, this killing intent didn't come from the old master; it came from that young man, and he was the one who locked onto them!

"Sigh, Zhang Yan, if it weren't for this tangible killing intent, I would have almost forgotten your reputation as a god of death."

After saying this, Zhang Zhiwei helped Lu Jin walk towards the main hall without even glancing at Gao Ning.

He knew this involved Zhang Yan's Dao, which he had proven through killing in that turbulent era, so arguing with him was pointless.

"Hoo! Hoo! Zhang Yan, his name is Zhang Yan."

"The title of God of Slaughter?"

Gao Ning was experiencing a sudden surge of lucidity before death. He felt lightheaded and his mind was much clearer, allowing him to grasp the information the Celestial Master had spoken of.

"Hahaha, I get it, I get it."

"That legendary person has actually come back to life. Hahaha."

With his last ounce of strength, Gao Ning touched Zhang Yan's mind. It was empty, devoid of anything, like the vast sky.

Above the sky, there are countless gods and Buddhas.

"Amitabha."

Gao Ning seemed to have realized something at this moment, and his eyes suddenly brightened, but before he could fully grasp that realization, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Ha, you think you're worthy?"

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his face filled with sorrow, chanted a Buddhist prayer, and then died.

……

The battle between Yun, Xi, and Xiao Xiao, three junior members of the Lu family, continued. Xi had been hit by Xue Fan's staff and had lost her fighting ability. Xiao Xiao was taking care of her.

"I'm so unlucky to have run into these three troublesome kids, boohoo,"

"Old Yuan, you little bastard, you lied to me, boohoo."

Xue Fan, wielding a mourning staff, fought against Yun, who wielded twin swords, while weeping.

"This is so annoying! How can you be like this, hitting and crying at the same time? Drink up."

As Yun spoke, she swung her twin swords at Xue Fan, who easily dodged them.

"I'm already in such a terrible state, can you just let me hit you once?"

Xue Fan, wailing in mourning, struck Yun on the head with a stick. Influenced by Xue Fan's mourning, Yun subconsciously tried to catch the blow.

"cloud!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Xiao Xiao immediately blew his breath at Xue Fan.

"You go and watch over Xi, I can manage."

Yun was still somewhat unconvinced and wanted to say something more, but then he was punched in the face.

"Fine my ass, are you the kind of person who talks to people in battle?"

“We’ve all been infected. He’s crying, he’s calling back his soul.”

Xiao Xiao was also surprised by the punch he had just thrown; he wasn't usually so reckless. He spoke up.

"That's enough for now, let's leave. Treating Xi is the priority."

"Waaaaah, I almost succeeded! Why am I so unlucky? Waaaaah!"

Upon hearing their conversation, Xue Fan burst into tears, no longer trying to hide it.

Because of the mask, Yun's expression was not visible, so he bowed and spoke.

"Save him? How can we save him? Three of us are fighting one, and he's even hurting one of us. If we go back like this, we'll be laughed at by everyone else."

"Waaaaah, why am I so unlucky? Uncle, please help this poor child."

As Xue Fan cried out, Xi's eyes turned completely black.

"Waaaaah, I'm so miserable."

Xi drew his single-edged sword and charged towards Xiao Xiao, aiming for his back. Xiao Xiao reacted immediately and raised his arm to block.

Even if Xiao Xiao reacted in time, once the blow landed, he would lose his arm.

"hope!"

By this time, it was too late for Yun to save Xiao Xiao.

Just then, Xi's eyes turned from pitch black to blood red, and he turned to attack Xue Fan who was standing to the side.

"My goodness, Uncle, what are you doing?"

Xue Fan stopped crying abruptly and used the banner in his hand to block the opponent's knife.

The three of them looked at Xi, their eyes turning into vertical pupils, and they opened their mouths, sticking out their forked tongues.

He looked at the knife in his hand, seemed to find it not very handy, and threw it on the ground.

“You little brats, I was sleeping soundly in Zhang’s acupoint, but you insisted on making me come out.”

He flashed forward and grabbed Xue Fan directly. Xue Fan tried to block with his mourning staff, but 'Xi' grabbed it.

The souls inside the mourning stick trembled as he grasped it.

"what?"

Xue Fan cried out in surprise and forcefully pulled back the stick in his hand, but the stick did not budge, and the soul on it quickly dissipated.

Snapped!

As the soul vanished completely, the wooden stick snapped in two with a crack.

"You little brat, trying to play the 'soul-calling' game with the immortals? You're asking for death."

'Xi' grabbed Xue Fan by the neck, his mouth stretching to his ears.

"Liu Kunsheng, Uncle Liu, didn't you go back to the northern frontier?"

Xiao Xiao and Yun both cried out in surprise upon seeing this scene.

“Liu…Kunsheng…you…”

The Ma family's methods against Xue Fan were simply overwhelming, but there was one thing he couldn't understand.

Xi is not a member of the shamanic family, so how could he invite a deity to possess him? Could it be related to his mourning?

Liu Kunsheng ignored the others and shouted in one direction.

“Zhang boy, this kid’s body is too weak and can’t withstand too much force.”

His words had barely faded when an echo reverberated through the jungle, the sound ethereal, like a ripple in a valley.

"After you finish this, you can go back to the northern frontier."

"Just swagger away, who dares to stop you?"

"Must kill!"