Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

As the sun set, Zhang Yan sat cross-legged where the two had been talking, still in the same state.

Xia Liuqing looked at Zhang Yan and asked, "Master, do you think Brother Zhang can succeed?"

Master Cheng looked at Zhang Yan and said.

"His own divine status has been established; whether or not it can be achieved is no longer important. He has already embarked on his own path."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, as if sensing something. Not long after, his face turned pale, and then a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, what's wrong, Master?"

Xia Liuqing was startled and quickly stepped forward to help Master Cheng up, asking him questions.

Master Cheng waved his hand to indicate that everything was alright, then patted his apprentice on the back and said.

"Xia, you've been with Zhang Yan for so long, have you tried his methods?"

Xia Liuqing shook her head vigorously and said, "I haven't even mastered the skills passed down to me yet, how dare I think about those things?"

Master Cheng nodded and said with a self-deprecating smile.

"I just tried it, and it turns out I really need to go to Jishetang to get my health checked out this time."

At this moment, Zhang Yan's aura suddenly changed, as if he had donned a divine mask and gained a trace of divinity.

Although the aura was somewhat faint, it was definitely present.

Xia Liuqing exclaimed in surprise, "Master, he... he's succeeded?"

The turmoil in Master Cheng's heart could no longer be contained, and he spoke.

"That old Taoist priest said he wanted to be an ordinary person, but now it seems he wants to be the person who is all-powerful and influential under heaven."

Xia Liuqing was completely stunned when she heard her master's evaluation.

He and his master had traveled all over the country for so many years, and he had never heard anyone speak of someone like that before, not even among the older generation of extraordinary people.

The aura that Zhang Yan was exuding was also sensed by the actors in the opera troupe, and they began to discuss it.

"This aura seems to be just stepping into the realm of enlightenment. Could it be that Zhang Yan has finally figured it out?"

"It's not easy. We're almost there, and he's finally getting the hang of it."

"Shall we go take a look?"

"Okay, let's go."

Since they had a day off today, everyone readily agreed and headed to Zhang Yan's place.

When everyone saw Zhang Yan's condition, they were all puzzled, and someone asked.

"Master, why can we still sense Zhang Yan's aura even though he's not wearing the Godhood Mask?"

"Yes, Master, could there be a god who looks exactly like him?"

"No way, how come I didn't know?"

Faced with questions from the crowd, Master Cheng spoke up.

"He plays a god, but also himself!"

Everyone was stunned by the troupe leader's words. Xia Liuqing hurriedly stepped forward and explained the whole story.

After Xia Liuqing finished speaking, Master Cheng's voice came again.

"Don't even try. You can't do it, not even me."

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this, staring at Zhang Yan in shock as if he were a monster.

It's like when a teacher explains addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, many people look at the formulas and then go on to do problems, while Zhang Yan is still studying the theory.

Everyone else had finished a test paper, but Zhang Yan hadn't even started writing. Naturally, everyone assumed that Zhang Yan lacked talent in this area.

But one day, this person with no talent went to tell his teacher that he had solved Goldbach's Conjecture using the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division taught by his teacher. How could you not be shocked?

He's impressive, but he could have learned from him and asked for advice. But then the teacher announced something to everyone: Don't try to learn it, you won't learn it and you'll just be wasting your time.

People can only think that Zhang Yan is a monster.

At this moment, Zhang Yan, this monster, suddenly turned snow-white hair, and his skin changed from flesh color to jade-like.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils changing several times before pure white Qi appeared in them.

The pure white Qi gathered more and more, eventually filling the entire eye socket and stretching out two long lines at the corners of the eyes.

"What's going on? The method resembles the Reverse Life Triple Technique of the San Yi Sect."

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone who has cultivated the Reverse Life Triple to this level."

After seeing this, Master Cheng nodded and spoke.

"This is indeed the third level of reverse rebirth, but even Zuo Ruotong, whom I met a few years ago, did not reach this level of reverse rebirth."

Upon hearing the troupe leader's words, one person exclaimed in surprise.

"Taller than the Left Gate Master, then he must have reached the third level?"

"It is said that one can ascend to immortality upon reaching the third level, but I don't know the specifics of his current state."

At this point, Master Cheng sighed and murmured.

“Old Master Zhang, you can rest in peace now that you’ve seen this.”

At this moment, Zhang Yan blinked, breaking free from that state, and the Reverse Life state was also withdrawn.

He looked at the silent crowd around him, rubbed his hands awkwardly, and spoke.

"When my divine essence was first formed, I seemed to see the end of the second stage of reverse life. I'm really sorry for the delay."

"It's alright, it's alright. Congratulations, Brother Zhang, you have a bright future ahead of you."

"No delay at all. It's a day off. Everyone's here to learn."

Cough!

Master Cheng coughed twice, interrupting the awkward flattery and small talk, and began to speak.

"Everyone, let's go back. Let's find an inn to stay at tonight and set off early tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing this, everyone scattered.

After the opera troupe left the mountain stream area, they didn't take any more orders and went straight to the location of Jishetang.

Following the address given by Master Cheng, Zhang Yan found his master's grave.

He stayed at that grave mound for a long time, talked a lot with the old Taoist priest, and drank a lot of wine. In the end, he returned home drunk.

Duanmu Ying and Wang Zizhong's wedding was held as scheduled, and both Chinese and Western styles were performed, making the scene very lively.

Zhang Yan also gave a monetary gift and met Duanmu Ying at the Western-style wedding banquet. He exchanged a few auspicious words and then left.

After that, Zhang Yan traveled the martial arts world. A few years later, an explosive piece of news spread: war had broken out in full force.

That night, the moonlight was as cold as water.

The two of them sat under a window that was still lit, listening to the seductive sounds coming from inside.

Zhang Yan looked at the big-eared guy opposite him and spoke softly.

"Huaiyi, are you sure the woman inside is a Japanese spy?"

Zhang Huaiyi sounded somewhat uncomfortable and responded in a soft voice as well.

"Yes, I've followed her for a long time and I'm certain she's a disc, and a supernatural being at that."

"She has connections with many big bosses and obtains intelligence through her special methods."

Zhang Yan made a teasing remark after hearing this.

"You've been squatting in the corner quite a few times."

Zhang Huaiyi was about to say something when Zhang Yan raised his hand to interrupt him.

Zhang Yan listened carefully, and when he reached a certain point, he waved his hand, said "Go in," and rushed in.

Zhang Yan and his companion entered at a perfect time, precisely when the two people inside the room were at their least vigilant.

Without making a sound, Zhang Yan and his companion dealt with the man and woman in the room. The male Japanese soldier was killed on the spot, and the woman was knocked unconscious.

Zhang Yan hastily grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on the woman, then spoke.

"Huaiyi, you take this Japanese woman out of the camp first, I'll go and make some noise."

Zhang Huaiyi nodded and said, "I understand. Be careful too, and it's best not to use Qi."

Zhang Yan touched his changed face and said, "I know what I'm doing."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi did not leave, but hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Why are you so skilled? Uh, I mean, how do you time your sneak attack so precisely?"

Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Guess?"

Can you tell me about the hundreds of gigabytes of data on my computer's D drive in my past life?