Chapter 692 The Situation Changes with a Wave of the Hand

After listening to the adjutant's words, the commander-in-chief took a deep breath like a whale sucking water.

With this breath, he felt a surge of energy pouring from his lungs to his limbs.

He became more and more energetic, and even felt like he was back in his prime, which made him ecstatic.

The current situation sounds mysterious, but it is actually the ability that comes naturally after reaching a certain state.

Some people are even born with this ability.

For example, Wu Gensheng, staying by his side will give you an extreme peace, without any distracting thoughts or worries.

The reason why Mei Jinfeng followed Wu Gensheng was not because of some twisted love, but because she coveted this kind of peace.

Liang Ting, a scoundrel who is worse than an animal, is willing to follow Wu Gensheng. His character is one aspect, but this ability to make people feel peaceful is the key.

Without this ability, no matter how good your character is, it is useless. He will kill you if he is in a bad mood.

And now, Zhang Zhiwei also has this ability.

However, under normal circumstances, this ability is not exaggerated.

The reason why it is so obvious now is that Zhang Zhiwei used the Saint Thief to gather the Qi of the Three Talents of Heaven and Earth around him.

Although the Qi of the Three Talents is good, one cannot be greedy. He only takes a fixed amount every day and does not take more.

And these are left for his fellow apprentices to absorb.

Although they cannot directly absorb the Qi of Heaven and Earth for their own use, there is always some "oil and water" left between their breaths, which is also very good for them.

As for the governors of Jiangxi, they also benefited from it.

The governor of Jiangxi felt the benefits and thought of the adjutant's suggestion just now, and was obviously moved.

"Do you mean that I should invite the little Tianshi home?" he said.

The adjutant said: "If it is possible, it would be great. This is equivalent to offering a permanent Bodhisattva in the world at home, the Great Ming King, and you will benefit endlessly!"

Yi Qian stood aside and glanced at the governors. How many dishes did they drink like this?

The governor thought for a moment and asked:

"Why is it so? I have met the Heavenly Master several times, but this has never happened. Could it be that the Little Heavenly Master is more powerful than the Heavenly Master?"

The adjutant said: "The Heavenly Master is just a position. It is not necessarily that the Heavenly Master is the most powerful in Taoism. If the Heavenly Master passes on the throne, the Little Heavenly Master will immediately become the Heavenly Master."

"As for who is stronger, the Little Heavenly Master or the Heavenly Master, it is hard for me to say. Because Taoism is very complicated, most of them focus on rituals. It is not necessarily that the stronger the means, the higher the status."

"However, judging from the current situation of the Little Heavenly Master, his means are definitely beyond our imagination."

Hearing this, the governor said: "In this case, the effect of inviting him to hold a birthday ceremony..."

He was still thinking about this matter.

People who can sit in the position of governor are not stupid. He also knows that it is not realistic to invite Zhang Zhiwei, a resident god, back home to worship him. It is more practical to hold a birthday ceremony to increase longevity.

The adjutant paused and thought for a while. He knew about the Shoujiao and had accompanied the governor to Longhu Mountain several times, but he was just a martial artist who practiced Qi and did not know the specific effects of the Taoist altar.

However, as a strange person who had obtained Qi, he knew that the length of life depended on the amount of innate Qi.

He guessed that the role of Shoujiao should be a way to maintain the innate Qi.

So, when the governor asked him if it was effective, he said it was effective, which was why the governor was willing to go to Longhu Mountain again and again.

As for whether the effect of the little Tianshi's Shoujiao would be better, he really couldn't say.

Because the innate Qi is a constant, no matter how good the effect of Shoujiao is, it can't exceed this constant.

The adjutant said: "Maybe it will be better, but I still think it would be best if I could stay by the little Tianshi's side!"

If he could invite him, not only the governor, but even he could benefit from it.

"That's true, but is it really so easy to invite such a master?"

When the governor spoke, a drop of water fell on his forehead. He looked up and saw that the originally gloomy sky suddenly began to rain.

The rain came quickly and got heavier in a very short time.

"Commander, let's go back to take shelter from the rain!" said the adjutant.

"Wait a little longer, the little Tianshi and his party haven't moved yet!" The governor looked at Zhang Zhiwei and his party, and seeing that they had no intention of taking shelter from the rain, he asked Yi Qian: "Yi Gaogong, are they going to discuss the Dao in the rain?"

"Not really!" Yi Qian said. He naturally knew the character of his disciples. They obviously had a place to hide from the rain, but they wanted to discuss the Dao in the rain... They would not do such empty, mysterious, and hard-working behavior.

Now they don't move, of course, they have their reasons for not moving.

The facts are indeed as Yi Qian expected.

Zhang Zhiwei is being booed by his fellow apprentices.

"Brother, your divine power is indestructible!"

"Please use your profound skills to stop the rain!"

"Brother, you can even disperse the thunder tribulation, so a mere rain cloud is a piece of cake, isn't it?"

Zhang Zhiwei is not a person who is stingy with words, and he is also not a person who is stingy with his means. Since his junior brothers are interested, why not show off his skills?

Zhang Zhiwei looked up at the sky. Cumulonimbus clouds are generally not high, and Longhu Mountain itself has a height.

The seemingly unreachable cloud group is within reach for him.

Zhang Zhiwei opened the Qimen, modified the changes, and with just a wave of his hand, the established Qi between heaven and earth was disturbed by him.

In the sky, the clouds covering this small world seemed to be boiled, violently churning, and then the heavy clouds collapsed in an instant.

The wind and rain suddenly subsided, and a huge hole appeared in the sky, with dazzling sunlight pouring down from the hole.

The whole process was silent and breathless, but everyone present, whether it was the brothers or the military governor, felt that there was a sound of bells and drums beating in their hearts.

How could this kid's skills reach this level? !

With his own true energy, he combined with the creation of heaven and earth to control the wind and rain. Although he only made a hole in the sky and dispersed part of it, but did not disperse the entire rain cloud, it was still very remarkable, even a bit like the legendary Zhuge Wuhou. Style.

Even though Yi Qian already knew that Zhang Zhiwei had survived the thunder disaster, he was still extremely surprised when he saw him perform his strange skills.

The same is true for other brothers and sisters. Knowing and seeing are two completely different feelings.

This time, they had a deep understanding of their senior brother's magical powers.

At the same time, they also cherish the time spent with senior brother Zhiwei even more, because they are worried that such a senior brother may one day ascend and leave them.

As for the governor, his adjutants, and the guards, they felt the blazing sunshine hitting their faces, everything was so unreal.

The warlord's half life has been full of hardships, but he still feels dizzy at this moment.

Just now, Zhang Zhiwei flicked his fingers, and the scene of the clouds collapsing remained in his mind for a long time.

This is an indescribable feeling, and what it brings is by no means as simple as surprise and shock, but a top-down, almost devastating impact.

This impact did not lie in meeting a strange person, but in a completely unknown thing that subverted his values ​​​​for half his life.

At this moment, he suddenly felt how ridiculous the previous adjutant's proposal was. How could he invite such a person back?

He looked at Zhang Zhiwei blankly, feeling that his figure was rising infinitely in his heart, growing larger and larger.

What is a fairy in the world?

This is the one in front of you!

other side.

The sky cleared up, the rain stopped, and the sermon was finished. Zhang Zhiwei retreated from his brothers and looked at the Jiangxi governor who was staring at him.

Ever since Zhang Zhiwei dispersed the rain clouds, the Jiangxi governor's eyes had not moved away from him.

Now it seemed to Zhang Zhiwei that the two of them were staring at each other.

The two sides looked at each other, but Zhang Zhiwei had no special feelings.

The Jiangxi governor felt a stinging feeling in his eyes, as if he was looking directly at the sun.

No matter how gentle they are on the surface, the more senior a person is, the more unruly they are at heart, and Jiangxi Governor is no exception.

He holds a large number of soldiers and has overwhelming power. Even when he meets the Heavenly Master, he is not afraid of the stage, but just looks at each other and the two sides make a decision.

The warlord quickly looked away, blinked hard to relieve the sting, and then hugged his hands with enthusiasm and said:

"Greetings to the Little Heavenly Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei sat still and just nodded.

The warlord continued:

"It is said that the Little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain is a god who descended to earth and was reincarnated. Today I saw that he is indeed well-deserved!"

"Miuzan, if you need anything, Overseer, just tell me."

There was no expression on Zhang Zhiwei's face, and he looked like he cherished his words like gold, but the governor was not dissatisfied at all, as a master should be.

"To be honest, in the past few years, I have been holding birthday rituals at your master's place. I also went to Longhu Mountain for this matter. However, this time I want to ask the Little Heavenly Master to take action. I wonder if the Little Heavenly Master can promise?"

As he spoke, he waved, and the two adjutants on the side understood it and directed the two guards to carry a wooden box.

When I opened the box, it was filled with white flowers.

Nowadays, with banknotes, you don’t need to carry a box of money for large expenses.

In fact, this was done deliberately by the warlord. He has always believed in the concept that money can make the world go round.

It was said that the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain were very noble, but he didn't believe it. How many people could live with so much money?

But at this moment, he felt a little uneasy. He seemed to have brought a little less this time. Also, would the other party feel that he was insulting him by taking the money? !

At this moment, he felt the same way as the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang who had called to talk about the matter before, and sympathized deeply with him.

"It's a little care, but it's not respectful!" He laughed.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at it but remained unmoved. Although he had previously said he wanted more money, he did not love money.

It is really difficult to move this little thing, but if the Jiangxi governor brings him a box of treasured Taoist treasures, he will be happy for a while.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out to close the box, and with a thought, put it into his wallet. Although it was indifferent, it did not mean that it was useless.

The two guards felt light-headed and looked at their empty hands, at a loss.

The Jiangxi governor was well-informed and was not surprised. On the contrary, he was a little happy when he saw Zhang Zhiwei accepting the money. He thought to himself that, as expected, there is nothing that cannot be done with money.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei calmly accepting a box of oceans, some of the brothers' eyes went straight.

Of course, there are also those who are insensitive, like Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Huaiyi.

Although Zhang Huaiyi likes to save money, he doesn't love money. He just wants a sense of security. Based on this sense of security, it doesn't matter if he has more money or less.

"Do you want the warlord to be the same as before, or do it my way?" Zhang Zhiwei asked casually.

The warlord said almost subconsciously: "Of course, it will be done according to the Little Heavenly Master's method."

"Since it's my way, I won't be polite!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and pointed at the warlord's chest.

The warlord was confused: "Little Heavenly Master, what do you mean... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a pain in his chest.

Zhang Zhiwei's fingers, like a sharp knife, cut through his clothes, tore through his flesh, pierced deeply into his body, and kept going in.

After this action, he did not feel any pain, but his heart was choked, as if his heart was held in someone's hand.

Then, he had a feeling that his heart seemed to be cut open, and two fingers were inserted into his heart, stirring inside.

This made him very uneasy. He wanted to resist, but found that he could not move at all, and even could not shout.

As for the adjutant next to him, he was already scared silly at this time. As a bodyguard invited by the governor, he should have rescued him.

But Zhang Zhiwei just glanced at him, and an irresistible pressure collapsed like a wall, instantly drowning him, making him dare not have the slightest thought of moving rashly.

Intuition told him that he could not move rashly, otherwise there would be bad consequences. Of course, in this state, he could not move even if he wanted to.

"Zhiwei, you..."

Yi Qian was also startled by Zhang Zhiwei's sudden action and was about to ask.

Zhang Zhiwei made a shushing gesture with his other hand.

Yi Qian immediately understood. He knew that Zhang Zhiwei must have his own reasons for doing this.

Zhang Zhiwei's hand groped in the governor's heart, grabbed a foreign object, and slowly pulled it out.

The governor was sweating. Although he didn't feel any pain, watching someone put his hand into his chest and stir it, no one could calm down. He had an illusion that his soul was hollowed out.

Then, he saw Zhang Zhiwei's hand pulled out of his chest.

And at the moment of pulling it out, the huge blood hole in the chest, the granulation of flesh flew, the blood line was extremely loose, and it quickly closed, and even the skin was smooth, and there was no wound.

This, this, this. What's going on? Why is it like knitting a sweater? The governor was shocked beyond words.

And Zhang Zhiwei looked at the black object in his hand that was pulled out of the governor's heart.

It was a black, slender worm, as long as a little finger, with a head like a lamprey, and dense ring-like patterns on its trunk, with fine tentacles growing on the rings.

These tentacles were like the roots of plants, deeply rooted in the heart of the governor.

He fumbled in the heart of the governor for a long time before pulling out the tentacles.

At this moment, the worm was not dead yet, struggling desperately in his hand, and its lamprey-like mouthparts bit Zhang Zhiwei's palm hard, as if trying to break through and drill in.

But Zhang Zhiwei's flesh was hard to be hurt by swords and knives, and it was indestructible. Not only did it fail to bite through, but its densely packed tiny teeth were broken a lot.