Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 12: Against the Spirit of God
As soon as He Songling said this, not to mention the younger generations, even the older generations vigilantly stopped their younger generations to prevent someone as ferocious as Feng Ping from foolishly rushing forward again.

Are you kidding me? Who would dare to fight with a man who can see the trajectory of other people's skills in just two moves and can even interrupt them accurately? If we fight a few more times, won't all of his skills be exposed?
“Hey, little friend He’s profound skills are amazing. They are not even on the same level as this little beast of mine. How can he fight with you?” It was the head of the Lu family who laughed first and bowed to Zuo Rutong: “Master Zuo, congratulations. The future three-one-one-door and two-immortal is just around the corner!”

"Right, right, right. Young Master He is much stronger than the younger generation. Only the top disciples of the Tianshi Mansion can fight him. We, the useless juniors, are far inferior to him. There is no need to embarrass ourselves!"

With the head of the Lu family taking the lead, the others followed suit and praised He Songling. However, this time, no one mentioned anything like "come and have more exchanges" or something like that.

This time it was He Songling's turn to laugh. "How dare you, elders, praise me so much? The night is long, elders, please take a rest first. I will have a fight with you brothers. Uncle Wang said it well just now, let's communicate more!"

He took a quick look and found that most of those who left were from small families, probably because they wanted to take advantage of the travel expenses provided by the Lu family. The real wealthy families, except for Guan Shihua in the northeast, who left early because the journey was too long, all the famous characters in the original novel were there, even Liao Tianlin from Jiyun Society, one of the thirty-six thieves, did not leave.

The young guys present here will all be big bosses in the future. I thought to myself, today is the day, just in time to catch all of them. In the future, when the old guys talk about the beatings they received when they were young, they will not only mention Zhang Zhiwei, but also He Songling.

In addition, as Fengping said, getting beaten up can be considered as building some friendship. There is a saying in an old movie that if you want to get involved, you need power and background. Just knowing how to fight is useless, you can only be a small scoundrel.

The reason why Sanyi Sect has such a high reputation today is all thanks to Zuo Ruotong's sincere help to others without any reward. 70% of people respect Sanyi Sect because of Zuo Ruotong's golden signboard. Si Chong and Cheng Zhen don't have this face, otherwise they wouldn't have taken the risk to force the face man Liu.

Unfortunately, his idea was quite good. Those noble and powerful clan heads, who is not a shrewd person? They were full of praise, but they didn't mention letting the child go. He Songling was not in a hurry. He had done nothing else in the years since he came down from the mountain. He only dealt with all kinds of people, and practiced Tai Chi with these people with a smile.

He called him "Uncle" and "Grandpa" one after another, and his little mouth was as if covered with honey. Even these old monsters couldn't resist. After talking for a long time, He Songling glanced at Zuo Rutong without leaving a trace.

Zuo Ruotong immediately said, "Everyone, it is rude to disturb you so late at night. I will apologize later. I will not accompany you today!"

"Hey, not rude, not rude, Chief Zuo, please do as you please. Please, please." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, wishing they could carry Zuo Ruotong out of the Lu family in a sedan chair. As they watched Zuo Ruotong walk away, everyone sighed, "Chief Zuo is still a loyal and honest man!"

The three of them borrowed a car from the Lu family and drove out of the mountain road. In the car, He Songling said to Zuo Rutong as if to ask for credit: "Master, how about our skill of transplanting flowers and trees? All the clan leaders and patriarchs present here have to thank you for this!"

"Do I need you to ask for favors for me?" Zuo Rutong originally wanted to teach He Songling a lesson, but when he looked at his apprentice driving in front, he suddenly felt that time had passed quickly. He was indeed old, and the times were changing rapidly. Now it was indeed the world of young people.

Cars are faster than walking, and at daybreak, the master and his apprentices had already arrived in the city. He Songling threw down ten Yuan Datou coins, telegraphed the Lu family to tell them that the car was kept by the car dealership, and then directly booked a train carriage and boarded with his master and apprentice.

"Wow, Master, look, this train is so fast!" Lu Jin was so excited to be riding a train for the first time that he dragged Zuo Rutong up and down in the carriage. On the contrary, He Songling was unusually quiet, sitting with his eyes closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, He Songling suddenly opened his eyes, and with a whoosh, his entire body turned white. He thought for a moment, then chopped off half of his arm with a knife and threw it into the air.

The half arm condensed by Qi slowly turned into a ball of white gas in the air. He Songling jumped and dived into the white gas. The moment he came into contact with the white gas, his snow-white body also turned into the same gas, and then disappeared with the gas. "Ah, Senior Brother?" Lu Jin looked at the air as if he had seen a ghost. Fortunately, not long after, a ball of white gas appeared out of thin air, and an arm, head, and torso emerged from it. The white gas gradually condensed into a complete human body and fell to the ground.

“You are using... the Fire Escape of the Huode Sect!?” Zuo Rutong frowned.

"Well, we won't set it on fire. We'll just use the method of reversing life to change it." He Songling nodded with joy on his face.

"Do you know that by doing this, you might make us mortal enemies with Huo De Zong?"

"No matter what, if you don't say it, I won't say it either. Brother, if Huode Zong finds out, then it will be you who said it!" He Songling rubbed Lu Jin's head, scaring the child into crying.

"Forget it, Huo De Sect may not believe that you learned their Fire Escape after just one look. In the future, try to use it less in front of Huo De Sect members." Zuo Ruotong shook his head. At this point, can he still waste his disciple's skills? Zuo Ruotong is not a pushover. Your own method is too simple, and we, the Sanyi Sect, saw through it at a glance. Do you still have the nerve to cause trouble?

Speaking of this, even Zuo Rutong himself was surprised. He had always known that his apprentice had good talent, but he didn't expect it to be so good. This was more than good, it was simply a monster!

"Haha, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Only then did He Songling's face show excitement. He had been brought by Zuo Ruotong since he crossed over, and had been learning the Trinity Method, thinking that the innate soul could speed up cultivation. Only now did he discover the true magical effect of his innate soul.

If one were to describe his innate soul, it should be a reversed divine spirit. The rootless divine spirit could return all the methods of moving Qi to the most primitive innate Qi and dissipate; he could stand from the perspective of the innate Qi, see through all the methods of moving Qi and combine them at will.

In other words, in theory, he can imitate and restore the Qigong techniques and methods of any other person. It is a bit like the Xiao Wuxiang Gong in Jin Yong's world and the Sharingan in Naruto, but at a higher level. Like the God Spirit, this is He Songling's innate ability. One is to simplify from complex, and the other is to control complexity with simplicity.

I didn't have this feeling when I fought Zhang Zhiwei before, because Zhang Zhiwei was too strong and too fast, but Fengping was far inferior to him, and he saw through the trajectory of his Qi at once. Just like the reverse life of the Sanyi sect was like pouring fine snow on the iron in the face of the spirit of the gods, Xie Zuo Ruotong's reverse life was like a candlelight steaming the sea.

The reason is simple: there is a difference in strength.

What surprised He Songling the most was not that he had learned Fire Escape in one go, but that he had used the Qi of Reverse Life to move the trajectory of Fire Escape, and had actually reached the third level in appearance. Although it was only the appearance, it was only Fire Escape.

If there are other exercises in the future that use the Qi of reverse birth, what will happen? What about the Golden Light Mantra, Tai Chi, or even the spirit of the gods? The three levels of reverse birth cannot reach the sky, so what about the spirit of the gods of the three levels of reverse birth? What about the innate soul of the three levels?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that the world was vast and a hearty laugh came out from the car window, along with the sound of the whistle and the rising steam, floating backwards together.

(End of this chapter)