Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 200 Zhang Zhiwei Joins the Faction? Let's Settle Accounts with Wu Gensheng

The Lu family's birthday banquet lasted for three days, and the Lu family provided all the meals and lodging for the guests during these three days.

That night, in a side room belonging to the Celestial Master's Mansion, Zhang Zhiwei lay on the couch, fast asleep, with two shallow fist marks on his cheeks.

"Gurgle~"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiwei felt an emptiness in his abdomen. He rubbed his stomach and sat up, half asleep.

"Oh, our Master Zhang has finally woken up?"

Just as he turned around and stretched his legs, preparing to get out of bed to find something to eat, a familiar voice broke Zhang Zhiwei's drowsy sleep.

"This disciple knows his mistake."

He reflexively pulled his legs back and skillfully assumed a tiger crouching position on the bed, lowering his head towards the opposite side.

Beside the bed, Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing sat upright in a grand chair, holding a scroll in his hand, carefully reading it by the light of the lamp.

The sound of pages rubbing together echoed in the quiet room. He seemed not to hear Zhang Zhiwei's words, engrossed in reading the book in his hands.

Seeing that he hadn't received a response from his master for a long time, Zhang Zhiwei slightly raised his head and glanced at the person opposite him. "Master?"

"What wrong has Master Zhang done? Please tell me."

Zhang Jingqing still didn't reply directly, but a clear smile appeared on his lips. He put down his book, picked up his teacup, and took a slow sip to hide the smile on his face.

He intended to use Lü Qian to give Zhang Zhiwei a warning today, and it seems the response has been quite positive.

In the past, Zhang Zhiwei, who was arrogant and disdainful of everyone, has actually begun to reflect. Not bad, not bad.

Although the room was somewhat dim, Zhang Zhiwei was sharp-witted and discerning, and he gleaned some profound meaning from the Taoist master's teasing words.

He scratched the back of his head a couple of times, a little embarrassed, then casually changed his posture and sat cross-legged on the bed to answer.

"I was arrogant in the past and lost the sense of propriety that a cultivator should have."

The beginning is always the hardest, and now that Zhang Zhiwei has spoken, he feels his mind is sharp and he is reflecting more deeply on his past behavior.

He pointed to himself and continued, "Not to boast, but in my past cultivation, my skills far surpassed those of my fellow disciples on Longhu Mountain."

"Even if I was humble at the beginning, over time, this huge gap has filled my humble heart."

"Of course, I have never done anything to bully the weak."

Zhang Zhiwei quickly waved his hand and continued, "This disciple is so humble that he has become arrogant."

"This arrogance is not unrestrained indulgence, but rather a look down upon all living beings. Although one may see the figures of others in one's eyes, one has no trace of others in one's heart."

He tapped his chest, looking quite emotional, and said, "I believe this means that all things are unmoved by the heart, and all worldly affairs are but fleeting clouds."

"But today's battle with Fellow Daoist Lü Qian has given me quite a few insights."

"In the past, I used myself as the standard to measure everything in the world, only considering myself and never others."

"This behavior essentially confines oneself to the small world within one's own mind, preventing one from seeing the vast world outside."

Sitting in the armchair, Zhang Jingqing stroked his beard and nodded, his tone neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He calmly asked, "What does Master Zhang think should be done next?"

"Master, please don't make fun of your disciple. I am still far from reaching the level of a true master."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei jumped off the bed. "This disciple would like to ask, is there anything else you can teach me?"

He rolled up his patched sleeves and casually extended a large hand towards Zhang Jingqing, his palm empty, his five fingers flicking.

In the candlelight, Zhang Zhiwei bent over and reached out his hand, his carefree and unrestrained face making him look like a monkey begging for food by a mountain path.

Zhang Jingqing stared intently into Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, and he saw a resolute flame in those eyes that flickered like candlelight.

"You beast."

This time, he smiled with satisfaction, raising one hand as if to swing it down, but Zhang Zhiwei neither dodged nor flinched.

"Alright, alright, I originally wanted you to reflect on this, but I didn't expect you to reflect on it so thoroughly, even more so than I anticipated."

The hand that had been raised high finally fell gently, and Zhang Jingqing pointed at Zhang Zhiwei, nodding in satisfaction.

"So, Master, does our Celestial Master's Mansion still have any trump cards up its sleeve?"

On the other side, seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei immediately climbed up the pole, his hand outstretched even more openly, almost reaching Zhang Jingqing's chest.

"Don't hold back either. After all, you'll have to pass it on to your disciples sooner or later. The sooner you do it, the more guidance you can give them."

"It would be unfortunate if we were to suffer a calamity in the future and lose the legacy of Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Jingqing, who had been feeling relieved, suddenly turned pale. He thought that Zhang Zhiwei, who had been punched twice, would be able to restrain his temper, correct his bad habits, and be more careful with his words and actions.

Now it seems that expecting him to be cautious in his words and deeds is just wishful thinking; I don't know where he got this bad habit from.

His forehead veins throbbed, and with a swift motion, he slapped his hand down on Zhang Zhiwei's long, grinning face.

"There is also a palm technique secretly passed down from Longhu Mountain, which I will now teach you."

"call--"

Zhang Zhiwei reacted quickly, retreating to his front and rolling backward to dodge the palm strike, a secret technique from Longhu Mountain.

"Master, your disciple has already learned this. What I'm asking is if there's anything new."

"Of course there is. In the past, I always used the palm technique of fanning forward. Now I will teach you a unique technique of fanning backward."

As he spoke, Zhang Jingqing left the armchair, took a few steps forward, and unleashed a series of slaps.

"Look closely, there are upper fans and lower fans..."

"Master, your disciple knows he was wrong."

"snort!"

Looking at the other person's smooth movements, Zhang Jingqing's anger subsided for a moment. He glanced sideways at Zhang Zhiwei on the ground with his hands behind his back.

"If you're asking about methods, Longhu Mountain has a thousand-year-old tradition, including the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic, as well as talismans, swordsmanship, rituals..."

"If you want to learn, you can choose whatever you like from the library, and I will personally guide you."

"But if you're not asking about the methods, then I can only pass on the position of Celestial Master to you."

He turned to the side, hiding half his face in the shadows, and at the end, he closed his eyes, looked up, and sighed.

"But as it stands today, you probably don't need this position of Celestial Master. Its existence might be a constraint for you."

Zhang Zhiwei has now comprehended the latter half of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method. Although it is somewhat rough, if he continues to refine it, it will become his own path to heaven.

In other words, Zhang Zhiwei no longer needs the succession of the Celestial Master position; he can become a Celestial Master in name and in fact on his own.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei looked up curiously, "Master, what exactly is the position of Celestial Master?"

"How do you know that I don't need this?"

"If the disciple remembers correctly, only those who have been recognized by the previous generation of Celestial Masters and have inherited the [Celestial Master's Degree] can become the next generation of Celestial Masters."

"Could it be related to the [Celestial Master's Ordination]?"

"Silence, don't speak."

Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing flicked his sleeve at Zhang Zhiwei, a look of tension flashing across his serious face.

This disciple has a clever mind, but also a big mouth that can't be controlled.

If the position of Celestial Master were handed over to him, I could rest assured, but I would also be heartbroken.

He turned his back to Zhang Zhiwei, his hands behind his back, casting a long shadow in the candlelight.

"Enough with the small talk, you still haven't told me what you want?"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei, though puzzled, still restrained his casual demeanor and spoke respectfully.

"This disciple does not wish to return to Mount Longhu to be the Monkey King; this disciple wishes to journey through the long and winding path of the mortal world."

"If Fellow Daoist Lü does not mind, this disciple is willing to travel with this fellow traveler."

Everyone has their own path, and everyone walks alone on their own path, moving towards their own goals.

Sometimes, it is a great blessing to have a traveler who is heading in the same direction.

Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing turned to look at Zhang Zhiwei beneath her and calmly nodded.

"Alright, I understand."

"Master, I'd also like a mount, preferably a cool one."

"it is good."

"Master, I would also like a new set of clothes, shoes, and..."

"Get lost, you want this and that. It's just a trip down the mountain, not a matter of you leaving Longhu Mountain."

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Three days later, after the Lu family's birthday banquet ended, Lü Qian, riding a white tiger, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who was riding a donkey beside him, with a frown on his face.

"So, this is why you're traveling with me now, fellow Daoist?"

"nature."

Zhang Zhiwei changed into a brand new Taoist robe, wore a new pair of shoes, and carried a satchel.

He sat leisurely on a donkey and patted the dry rations carried on its back.

"Fellow Daoist Lü, are you not welcome?"

"Welcome, of course you're welcome. Let's go then."

On the road in front of the gate, Lü Qian pointed his whisk forward, and the white tiger beneath him immediately moved its limbs and ran away.

Behind them, Zhang Zhiwei followed on his donkey. After walking a few dozen meters, he asked Lü Qian, "Fellow Daoist Lü, where are we going?"

"Heading westward, from East China to Sichuan, and finally to the southern border."

"Also, if we run into someone named Wugensheng, we'll settle the score with him."

"Does he owe you money?"

"Hehe, he owes us a scripture from the Quanzhen School of Taoism."

"Wouldn't that mean being ground to ashes?"

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Chapter Two!

Two travelers are about to embark on their adventure. What wondrous encounters will they have along the way?

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