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

After receiving the teachings from Yin Wulei and having a meal with his master, Zhang Zhiwei returned to his room. It was already dark. He did not rest but began to practice.

However, he is not in a hurry to practice Yin Wu Lei, but is practicing Tianpeng Dafa.

The Tianpeng Dafa is very simple and requires no effort. He plans to master the Tianpeng Marshal who is entrenched in the entrance of the hall first.

"The canopy canopy, the nine-yuan evil boy. Wu Dingdu Si, Gao Diao Bei Weng... With one strike of the magic sword, all the ghosts will collapse. It's as urgent as the decrees issued by the Northern Emperor Mingwei!"

Zhang Zhiwei recited the Tianpeng Divine Mantra, sat cross-legged and concentrated, formed the Thunder Seal with his right hand, and held the Liujia Seal with his left hand. Then he began to perform Qi Qi and meditate on the image of the Tianpeng True Monarch seen in the North Pole Exorcist Academy.

After reciting the divine mantra nine times, a vague villain appeared in Zhang Zhiwei's Niwan Palace.

But as the number of recitations of the divine mantra increased, the little man began to shine with incomparable divine brilliance, and his figure gradually became clearer.

His appearance shows four heads and eight arms, holding an axe, bow and arrow, sword, dagger, halberd, and rope. He is dressed in black, has a black crown, and has golden armor... He exactly looks like Marshal Tianpeng.

And when Zhang Zhiwei recited the divine mantra ninety-nine and eighty-one times, the angry-looking Marshal Tianpeng suddenly opened his eight eyes, looked around, and slashed in the air with his sword.

At the same time, in the space at the entrance of the hall, the huge canopy marshal entrenched on the Seven-Star Platform suddenly opened his eight eyes and waved his giant soldiers in the distance, scaring the "National Master" not far away from jumping. Go all the way out, staring at it with a pair of eyes intertwined with flames and lightning, always ready to go and have a fight with that pig head.

"The so-called method of controlling the protective divine generals is to influence the actions of the protective divine generals by controlling the small dharma body that exists in the Niwan Palace."

"Because the consciousness is not directly possessed and controlled, the control of the law body is somewhat unrealistic. No wonder Zhao Ruhuan was so stiff when he fought with the 'National Master'!"

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt that this was a bit like driving a Gundam. If he wanted to fully control the canopy marshal with arms and fingers, he would have to practice hard.

But this matter is not urgent. The top priority is to practice the Yin Wu Lei first. If the golden light spell is his indestructible armor, then the thunder method is his invincible sword and has priority.

Practicing the Five Yin Thunders is not difficult for Zhang Zhiwei. In fact, whether it is the complete Five Thunders, the Five Yang Thunders, or the Five Yin Thunders, they are all building Yin and Yang. If there are Yin and Yang, they must be divided into five elements.

The complete Five Thunders take the heart and lungs as yang, the liver and kidneys as yin, and the five internal organs as the five elements.

The Yang Five Thunders take the heart as yang and the lungs as yin, and build a small five elements around the heart and lungs.

The Yin and Five Thunders use the kidneys as yin and the liver as yang, and build a small five elements around the liver and kidneys.

The Yang Five Thunders are built with the Yang attribute as a whole, so they are dignified, bright, and powerful.

The Yin Wu Lei is built with Yin attributes as a whole, so it is moist and cold, sucking bones and marrow.

Although the two are very different in details, the overall direction is the same. Zhang Zhiwei's Yang Five Thunder has reached the state of transformation, almost reaching the end of half of the thunder methods. One method can master all methods, so the Yin Five Lei's practice is easy and familiar, and there is no difficulty. It can even be described as overwhelming.

However, as he continued to practice, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling lingering in his heart. He actually had an extremely rare nightmare.

In the dream, green-faced and fanged faces were facing him, scolding him. The voices were urgent and fast, like chanting sutras, but they were also loud, like thunder, and they continued to explode in his mind. He had a splitting headache.

Zhang Zhiwei recognized these green-faced and fanged faces as the divine generals he had ordered to repair the house.

When the generals disappeared, Bai Yugong and Uncle Zhang Yushan both reminded themselves that the generals who went to the altar should not be given lightly, and could only be used to subjugate demons, punish rape and eliminate evil.

If you use a divine general on some trivial matters, you will be punished afterwards. Master and Uncle Zhang Yi each ordered the divine generals to come out to fight. In the end, both of them were hanged up and beaten by the divine general Qiu Hou, and they could not get out of bed for several days.

Now it seems that the current situation is God coming to settle accounts.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, forced his eyes open, woke up, and rubbed his temples, but the thunder in his head, like chanting sutras, did not disappear, but intensified.

"This is not a dream!"

He closed his eyes, and the green face with fangs and a motionless mouth appeared in front of him again.

"It's the inner scene. They are affecting me, trying to pull me into the inner scene, but my delusions don't add up. They are just in vain. However, it is still very annoying to keep making noise!"

The sound that kept echoing inside his head made Zhang Zhiwei want to escape into the interior and fight with the generals, but when he thought about it, even his master was beaten by a hammer.

Moreover, they helped themselves build a house. You know, they asked soldiers and horses to come out to work, and they had to offer incense and tribute afterwards.

It would be a little too perverse for these soldiers and horses to get paid for their work. It would be a bit too perverse to clean them up by nagging a few words and complaining a little.

After thinking this, Zhang Zhiwei resisted the discomfort in his mind, got up and went out to the dining room to get some fruits and meat. He also took a few sticks of incense, lit them, inserted them in the incense burner, set up an incense table, and muttered something.

"The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and the sun shines brightly. The power of the eight directions makes me natural..."

This is the "God's Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth", which is usually used during rituals or sacrifices to purify the heaven and earth, waiting for the gods to descend.

Zhang Zhiwei is not doing anything now, but is offering sacrifices. He plans to take a step back and let these gods enjoy the incense in the future.

However, his concession did not calm the anger of the generals. Not only did the voices in their heads get louder, but a gust of wind blew out of thin air in the room.

The three sticks of incense in the incense burner were blown out, and the incense sticks on both sides were broken, as if someone had cut them twice horizontally, making two short and one long.

"People are afraid of three long and two short, and they are afraid of two short and one long. You are very angry!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Immediately afterwards, the wind became stronger, causing the incense table to pour violently, and the tributes on the table fell to one side.

"boom!"

Zhang Zhiwei held down the incense table, straightened it up, stretched out his index finger, and a flame appeared on his fingertips. He relit the incense expressionlessly and said:

"If the incense and the tribute don't suit your taste, you can tell me and I'll make arrangements at my discretion!"

The words just fell.

Hula~

A sudden gust of headwind overturned the incense table, and various tributes and incense ash splashed all over Zhang Zhiwei.

The sound of chanting sutras in my head became louder and louder.

"Fuck!" Zhang Zhiwei patted his head, took a deep breath, and shouted angrily: "Rebel!"

He sat down cross-legged and escaped into the interior scene.

In an instant, he appeared in a place shrouded in clouds and mist. Everything was invisible, except for the white light that lit up from time to time, as if in the clouds.

"You junior, you don't respect the immortal master. I will make you suffer a lot today to serve as a warning to others!"

Looking around Xun Sheng, he saw dozens of tall righteous gods appearing above the clouds. Each one was more than three meters tall. They were all wearing armor and holding swords, axes, swords and halberds. They were very powerful, but each of them had evil eyes. Paired with a green face and fangs, it makes people shudder.

"Suffering all the hardships to serve as a warning to others?"

Zhang Zhiwei said with an expressionless face: "It is said that a new official takes office with three fires. I originally planned to put fire in the devil's capital, but it turned out that you ghosts and gods can't understand people's words and don't know how to praise..."

Before he could finish his words, a vast sea of ​​black clouds enveloped him, and the thunder intertwined within them gave Zhang Zhiwei a pause for speaking harshly.

For a moment, the place where Zhang Zhiwei stood was plunged into a dazzling white light.

However, the white light lasted for less than five seconds and then ended. In the black sea of ​​clouds, a giant god with four heads and eight arms, a green face and fangs, and a stern sword and halberd waved his long weapons, slashing the clouds surrounding him, revealing True appearance.

The giant god was a hundred feet tall, like an ancient god in the sky. He slowly raised his head and stared at the powerful heavenly beings in the clouds with his eight eyes, causing them to freeze at that moment.

Marshal Tianpeng is the immediate boss of their immediate boss, how can he not bluff people?

But soon, they realized that this was not the real Marshal Canopy, but just the manifested image of the possessed god general in the interior scene.

When even a white thunderbolt as thick as a water tank struck Marshal Tianpeng's forehead, it was just that compared with Marshal Tianpeng's 100-meter body, the thunder was really embarrassing and did not cause any harm to him. He was just silent. Looking at the cloud head, the eight powerful heavenly beings shuddered.

This made the powerful Tianding in the cloud head gnash their teeth, and they all used their strength. Continuous thunderstorms exploded from the clouds, and the thunderbolts stimulated rushed towards the canopy marshal like raindrops, causing the surrounding sea of ​​clouds to churn.

But a frightening scene appeared. The giant-god-like Marshal Tianpeng did not retreat but advanced, directly going up against the thunder.

Even though the thunder flooded the sky for a moment, he was still hit by Marshal Tianpeng, which directly smashed the clouds at the feet of dozens of powerful Tianding statues. The few standing in the front row bore the brunt and were knocked out of shape. Collapse.

"I have said a good thing, and the tributes have been paid. Don't give me any shame. Go to hell for disrespecting the Immortal Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei controlled Marshal Tianpeng, threw away the weapon, and the weapon hovered behind him. He opened his eight arms and grabbed the remaining powerful Tianding.

What a lesson... Several powerful heavenly beings immediately ran to the sky to leave Zhang Zhiwei's interior and escape from his "devil's claws".

However, how could Zhang Zhiwei let them go so easily? The eight arms suddenly stretched out, as if they were going to reach the sky. Several powerful men ran silently and fast, but the big hands behind them were getting closer and closer like an inescapable five-finger mountain.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Creepy sounds rang out, and one after another the powerful Tianding was caught, and the strong and sharp body was crushed, turning into Leibu Daoqi and collapsed powerlessly.

For a time, in the entire universe, only Marshal Tianpeng was left to show off his fierce power. He raised his four heads, vibrated his eight arms, and roared:

"I am a person with clear distinctions between rewards and punishments. If you disturb my practice, you should be punished, but if you do things for me, you should be rewarded. You must eat the incense I bring you, otherwise, I will order you to come out and clean it up again!"

After that, Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes, and Marshal Tianpeng in Niwan Palace closed his eyes.

He stood up, set up the overturned incense table, and glanced at the messy ground.

"Our leader Tiantong is so generous that we won't bring these filthy things to pay homage to the general."

Zhang Zhiwei went back to the dining room to get some food, lit new incense candles, and recited the "God's Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth".

This time, there was no wind or waves, and the incense no longer appeared two short and one long. Instead, it burned quickly like a cigarette that was smoked violently. The energy from various fruits and melons was also absorbed, and the dust returned to dust. In a few breaths, everything on the incense table disappeared, and everything that was eaten was completely wiped out.

"That's right, everyone, have a good rest. We usually provide you with so much incense, but it's not just for you to show off!"

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, put away the incense case, and looked at the sky outside the window.

"The bright moon is shining brightly, which is perfect for practicing!"

Immediately continue to practice Yin Wu Lei.

Without external interference, not long after practicing, many dark arcs of light suddenly appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's body.

Then there was a "boom", the Yin Thunder shook, and a large number of dark Yin Five Thunder boomed out, but it was not in the form of viscous liquid, but like the arc of Yang Five Thunder jumping. It was very weird, and it was violent as it moved and jumped. Incomparable, but the deep color gives people a contradictory feeling of viscosity and softness.

But it was weird, and its power was also very domineering. Wherever it passed, the water vapor in the air, and even some natural energy floating in the air, all evaporated.

"Hmm... something's wrong. Isn't this just a replica of the Yang Wulei? It's too strong and doesn't fit the characteristics of the Yin Wulei!" Zhang Zhiwei reacted, "It should be that the Yang Wulei is used smoothly, and he directly presses the Yin Wulei to the Yang The way of thunder is being performed!”

Although the Yin and Yang Five Thunders both belong to half of the thunder method, their characteristics are completely different. The Yang Five Thunders are extremely powerful when opened and closed. Their shape is fixed. The moves of the Yin and Yang Five Thunders are different from those of the Yang Five Thunders. Can't be used.

However, the characteristics of the Yin Five Thunder are unfettered, free-spirited, and strange and changeable. Therefore, the Yin Five Thunder can be used to perform the tricks of the Yang Five Thunder, such as palm thunder, running thunder palm, etc., but the power is far different.

Later Zhang Lingyu used the Yin Five Thunder as the foundation and used the palm thunder to impersonate the Yang Five Thunder. As a result, he was knocked away by Zhang Chulan during the Luotian Dajiao.

Zhang Zhiwei has no grudge against Yin Wulei, so of course he must directly show the true form of Yin Wulei.

I saw the black lightning jumping wildly on his body. After jumping and running for a while like fire, it suddenly turned inward and turned into a paste, silently like ink, snaking around Zhang Zhiwei in a snake-like shape.

No matter where he passed, there was no violent reaction. No matter whether it was wooden furniture or stone floors, everything turned into black sand and slid down in an instant.

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes and looked around, only to see that everything within a few meters around him had turned into black powder, and even the stone floor had turned into sand.

And he, with black ointment-like objects surrounding his body, looked like a demon.

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

What's going on? Why do you always demolish your home?

Zhang Zhiwei scratched his head and felt a little headache: "Forget it, let's try the effect of Yin Wu Lei first!"

In order to avoid demolishing the house again, Zhang Zhiwei walked out of the dormitory, jumped up and down, and reached the back mountain in a few leaps.