Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Zhang Zhiwei walked out of Zhengyiguan and looked at the sky. It was still early, so he turned and went straight back to Tianshi Mansion.

Along the way, from time to time, fellow apprentices greeted him.

"Zhiwei, I heard that you took a second job and went out to do important things. You are really worthy of being settled so quickly!" said a senior brother.

I just finished my report... Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment before realizing: "Did Xiao Tian tell you?"

"Who else is there besides him? Speaking of which, Zhiwei's methods are really getting better and better. Such a strong ghost invaded the body, and you didn't need any help to kill him while casting the Golden Light Curse. I have been I thought your kung fu in life was infinitely strong, but it turns out that your kung fu in sex is also very high, your cultivation of life is really enviable to me!"

The senior brother sighed, while he was speaking, Zhang Zhiwei also felt a trace of spiritual fluctuations from the senior brother in front of him, but it was much weaker than what he felt from Tian Jinzhong.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small achievement!" Zhang Zhiwei laughed.

"Small achievements?! Good boy, you can talk!" The brother said a little speechlessly.

"Tell me the truth!"

"If you are a little successful, then we are not in the top..."

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After chatting with the senior brother for a few words, Zhang Zhiwei went back to his dressing room, began to meditate, and carried out today's three reflections on himself.

On the other side, a positive view.

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei left, a Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe came over with a piece of yellow paper. This Taoist priest was from Zhengyiguan Posthouse, and was responsible for delivering messages.

"Master, uncle, this is the details of the evil incident in Huangshi Town sent by Ziyun Temple!"

Yi Qian smiled and said: "The disc newspaper is here, by the way, brother, Zhiwei, this kid, usually takes a group of brothers to Shangqing Town to hang out, and every time he comes back very late, this time he went out once, but he didn't There was no delay at all, and they came back faster than the disc newspaper, which is a bit strange. Could it be that they caused some trouble at the foot of the mountain? You have to read this disc newspaper by yourself, or let the disciples read it!"

"Read!" Zhang Jingqing said concisely.

The little Taoist immediately dictated the case letter written by Master Ziyun, including that Zhang Zhiwei rode a crane down the mountain. Report to Zhang Jingqing and Yi Qian.

In the case report, he praised Zhang Zhiwei even more, saying that he is not only powerful in means, but also eager for justice, pragmatic, and caring about his colleagues who have different views.

In short, it is really a blessing for Longhushan to praise Zhang Zhiwei to the sky and say that he is worthy of being a master apprentice trained by a celestial master.

After the report, Yi Qian and Zhang Jingqing looked at me and I looked at you, both a little at a loss. Is this really the Zhang Zhiwei they know?

Among the above praises, they believe that the means are strong, and they are eager to do justice, and they also believe that they are pragmatic, and they barely count.

But don't rely on high cultivation to be arrogant, extremely humble, and be prepared for danger in times of peace...

Isn't this really talking nonsense with your eyes open?

"Are you sure that this case report was sent by Ziyun Temple, and that it was not intercepted and revised? If I had known, Zhang Zhiwei would have arrived one step ahead of the disc newspaper. Could it be that he made the revision?" Yi Qian said.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing became unhappy, and pulled the cigarette stick from Yi Qian's hand, knocked hard on the table, and looked at him with vacant eyes:

"Smoke makes your brain stupid, doesn't it? If Zhang Zhiwei wrote this, he would write it like this? You really think that he has a simple mind and well-developed limbs. As an uncle, you should use your brain more!"

Zhang Jingqing reprimanded the junior for the sake of the apprentice, Zhang Jingqing continued:

"This is undoubtedly written by Ziyun Temple. Zhiwei went down the mountain this time, and it is still very good. You hurry up and prepare the Seven Star Sword. If you don't send it over tomorrow, I will take your magic sword. give him!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Jingqing got up, and walked out of Zhengyiguan with a smile on his face. He was in a good mood today, and he was going to the Daozang Hall to find Zhang Yi for a few drinks.

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But at this moment, Zhang Zhiwei and "National Teacher" Xin Yuan are introspecting themselves.

"Squeak~"

The fist-sized fur ball bounced on the ground, scratching its ears and cheeks, and turned around anxiously.

It told Zhang Zhiwei that there were some messy forces in his body. These forces were weak and fragmented, but they were very annoying and affected him greatly. Countless thoughts were disturbing him, and he couldn't work normally.

When he heard that the "working monkey" was unable to carry out his work, Zhang Zhiwei refused to agree, and immediately took a look at himself.

It was discovered that after these powers of faith entered the body, they did not belong to any dantian like qi, but scattered all over the body and attached to the qi all over the body.

In short, Zhang Zhiwei's body, like the golden statue of the god, has become the carrier of the power of faith.

While the power of these beliefs has improved Zhang Zhiwei's overall situation, it also made Zhang Zhiwei attached to many mortal delusions.

These delusional thoughts will make people miserable and deeply disturbed. The advocates who practice the godhead mask cannot bear the disturbance of these delusional thoughts, so they dare not directly absorb the power of faith into their bodies.

The reason why Zhang Zhiwei is fine is that he sits high on the spiritual platform with his consciousness, and even if the waves below him are turbulent and delusions are full of thoughts, he will not be affected.

However, just because he is not affected does not mean that Xinyuan is not affected, it is about to be killed by the noise.

"National teacher, don't worry, watch me burn these bullshit delusions with a torch!"

With a thought in Zhang Zhiwei's mind, the blue-blue samadhi real fire burst out all over his body.

In an instant, all kinds of delusional thoughts attached to the qi disappeared.

After the delusion dissipated, the power of faith did not dissipate, and turned into a pure golden qi, which remained in the dantian.

"Squeak creak..."

The heart ape watching this scene was terrified. The moment the real fire of samadhi appeared just now, it thought that the big-faced thief thought it was not doing well, and wanted to burn it with fire under the pretext of being lazy, but it turned out to be a false alarm!

"It's done, it's up to you, the 'National Teacher', to continue to adjust your heart and lungs!"

Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

Seeing the resentment left by Xia Liuhong on Xinyuan's body, Zhang Zhiwei felt a little ready to burn it, but he held back.

Heart Ape didn't reconcile the heart and lung phase restraint well, so he can't burn it for the time being, this is a reward!

"Squeak!"

Just saw Zhang Zhiwei burn delusional thoughts with samadhi real fire, Xin Yuan didn't dare to have the slightest objection, and obediently went to work.

Seeing that the heart ape was busy again, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the golden qi transformed by the power of faith, and the scene of the last time he flew the sword to kill the magic altar flashed inexplicably in his mind.

At that time, Emperor Zhenwu in the dharma took a look at him, allocated a ray of golden divine power to him, and then the flying sword succeeded in killing the magic altar.

That ray of divine power is similar to the power of faith in his current dantian.

"So, the divine power we conferred is, in essence, the product of the gods of the dharma line after eliminating the delusion in the power of faith?"

"The god is still a machine that filters the impurities of the power of faith? Tsk tsk tsk, this god-confessed person is really hard-pressed, you should burn incense, you should admire, comrades have worked hard!"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed inwardly, he felt that now that he had become a god in the flesh, it was reasonable and reasonable to call them comrades.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei began to practice inner alchemy to improve his life and cultivation.

Two hours later.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was practicing, suddenly felt a shock in his heart and lungs, and he felt a sense of transparency and carefreeness all over his body. In an instant, his cultivation base had climbed a bit.

"In this situation, the monkey smashed it successfully!"

Zhang Zhiwei was overjoyed, and quickly looked inside himself.

Immediately, he discovered that among the five elements of the human body, the heart fire and lung metal, which were originally incompatible with water and fire, stopped fighting.

The two rely on each other, but they don't restrain each other. On the contrary, there is a sense of harmony in which Tai Chi circles around and Yin and Yang help each other.

"When the gold fire is prosperous, it can be used as a vessel. The combing of the five elements of the human body has achieved initial results. A pair of contradictory ones has finally been settled!"

Zhang Zhiwei was overjoyed, and was about to call Xinyuan to come to receive the reward, when he suddenly found a trace of abnormality in Yang Wulei's qi in his body.

"Is this feeling a bit familiar?"

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes, finished looking inside, and stretched out his hand, a stream of Yang Wulei's qi came out through his body, hanging above his palm.

But the strange thing is that this ball of qi did not show the silver lightning shape that Yang Wulei should have, but turned into an ordinary ball of white qi.

"The two qi are united again, just like when I was struck by lightning last time, but it's different. I seem to be able to control whether the two qi are converging or reacting..."

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it. In an instant, this gentle qi became agitated, emitting a white light, accompanied by the sound of zizzing electricity.