Under One Person: The person is in the Tianshi Mansion, and the body becomes a saint

Chapter 144: A battle of conscience, pure murderous intent!
"Yes."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled faintly: "I asked the same question at the beginning."

"The master didn't answer."

He used his sleeves to push away the weeds that blocked his way and continued walking along the forest path:

"I didn't understand it at first. I felt that the Zen precepts were too complicated and far less appropriate than the rules of the Tianshi Mansion."

"But as my practice progressed, one day I suddenly understood the true meaning of Zen precepts."

Zhang Zhiwei explained: "The precepts must follow the laws of nature and the goodness of human nature. Naturally, everything is related and everywhere."

"According to this calculation, even if there are millions or tens of millions of sect rules and regulations, it is not too many."

Zhang Mingdao pondered for a moment and asked, "There are so many rules that I can't even remember them all. How can I use them to restrain people?"

They strolled and chatted until they reached the hillside of a barren mountain.

The barren mountain has not yet been developed and there is not even a mountain path. Fortunately, the two of them have profound cultivation and can walk on it as if it were flat ground.

Zhang Zhiwei stood at the edge of the cliff and replied, "There is a very simple way."

"Ask the heart."

“When your friend is successful in his career, ask yourself if you are jealous when you flatter him. When he is frustrated, ask yourself if there is any sarcastic mockery in your words when you comfort him.”

"If there is, it is against the precepts."

"The Zen Vinaya Department's precepts are more about the mind than the action. The essence is to use the precepts to restrain the mind and cleanse evil thoughts. It is indeed a superior practice method."

"For ordinary people, the law is based on behavior. There is a saying that goes 'Judge deeds, not hearts. If you judge the heart, there are no good people in the world.' However, as practitioners, we really need to judge the heart."

He spoke in a very calm tone.

Zhang Mingdao's head buzzed and he suddenly woke up. He raised his head just in time to meet Zhang Zhiwei's sharp gaze.

Zhang Zhiwei's face was filled with emotion. "You caused a big disturbance in Longhu Mountain because of Xia He. Judging from your behavior, it can be called rebellious, but you should have no regrets in your heart, right?"

"Just resolve the trouble yourself. I don't care."

"I don't ask anything else, I just want to ask one thing, when you met Lao Tian with me, did you feel guilty?"

boom!
The air seemed to have experienced a silent explosion.

Of course he feels guilty.

Even if you have ten thousand reasons to explain that every step you take is in accordance with the rules, it is still hard to get over it.

Zhang Mingdao thought about it for a long time and suddenly understood the old Taoist's intention.

The old Taoist asked himself this question, not to find out the truth, and it didn’t even have anything to do with Mr. Tian’s affairs, but to get an attitude and an answer.

Do you admit your mistake?
Zhang Mingdao chose not to admit it.

If you hear it in the morning, you will die in the evening!

Repeat thousands of times.

He would still make the same choice.

Zhang Mingdao smiled and said in confusion: "Master, I did almost nothing. I just noticed Gong Qing's conspiracy and left it alone. How did the flaw come out?"

"strength."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed heavily.

He sighed a lot today, and vomited out all the money he had saved over the past ten years.

"I don't know the strength of the head of Quan Xing, but I know the strength of the younger generation of the Lu family. With the strength you have shown, even if I try to stop you, it is impossible for you to remain silent."

Zhang Zhiwei paused and said, "You have seven orifices in the human body, and your ears can hear attentively. You must have heard the argument in the room, but you didn't say a word. Obviously there is something fishy going on."

"You know?"

Zhang Mingdao just said this and waved his hands: "I was confused, of course you know."

The method of internal cultivation of the Nine Apertures and Six Roots is a common method and it is not some secret manual. Anyone can practice it.

Not to mention extraordinary people, even ordinary people who come to burn incense and watch the ceremony can do it.

He was negligent simply because almost no one in the mountain had mastered this method.

Zhang Mingdao had seen hundreds of extraordinary people, including Lu Ci, Lu Jin and other ten great men, but none of them had opened up the acupoints in their bodies and demonstrated supernatural powers.

but.

He knew very well that the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei was an exception.

Zhang Zhiwei has occupied the top position among the extraordinary people in the world for decades. His strength is overwhelming. Just his anger can make him feel a sense of oppression.

Seven orifices!

This person also has seven opened orifices!
Zhang Mingdao no longer concealed his strength. He stretched his muscles and bones and adjusted himself to the best condition.

He looked back, his gaze not yielding at all.

Zhang Zhiwei praised: "I am very happy that you can remain firm in your heart, but just like this... I can't keep you here!" After he finished speaking.

The Zhang Zhiwei in Zhang Mingdao's vision suddenly distorted, just like the dark clouds in a storm gathered into a statue of God, opened its eyes, and brought down divine punishment.

A giant hand stretched out from the clouds, covering the sky and the sun, destroying all directions.

What a strong mental oppression!
There was no sign of Zhang Zhiwei's change of attitude.

One moment the elders and the younger generations are having a heart-to-heart talk, the next moment they are fighting for life and death.

The murderous intent was not strong, but it was extremely pure, without a trace of hesitation.

He wants to kill people, God wants to kill people!
Zhang Mingdao immediately became alert and pushed his own skills to the extreme. His whole body was shining with golden light. He folded his hands and pushed them upwards to save the sky.

Time froze for a moment.

The powerful vibrations raged wildly, drilling into the eardrums and almost overturning the skull.

It took a long time for Zhang Mingdao to regain consciousness.

Come to your senses.

He saw his own hands blocking Zhang Zhiwei's fatal palm knife, and blood was flowing.

The tough membrane that he was proud of was cut open the moment it came into contact with the skin, and an extremely concentrated force pressed on the palm of his hand.

The force was like a spiral drill bit, drilling deep into it.

Can’t remove?
Then let’s just wrestle!

Zhang Mingdao showed a ruthless look, stomped his feet heavily, and sent out an opposite force to collide with the spiral fist force.

The strength of the two people intertwined and turned into a fierce explosive force.

boom!
The string is broken.

The soil under Zhang Mingdao's feet, along with the granite underneath, shattered violently.

The roots of the trees on both sides were shaken and fell to the ground.

The sneakers he was wearing had long been stepped on and flew away to who knows where.

With his ankles buried in the ground, he stood upright like a human plow and was pushed back more than ten meters, plowing out two trenches more than a foot deep.

"What a concentrated force."

"Not as refined as you."

Zhang Mingdao lost half a move.

The reason for his defeat was not his attainments in boxing skills, but the accumulation of Zhang Zhiwei's hundreds of years of Qi training.

His practice became shallower day by day, and he eventually lacked a bit of innate perfection.

but……

He didn't lose!

Zhang Zhiwei has exhausted all his strength.

Zhang Mingdao's Golden Light Body Refining Technique strengthens the body's cells, giving him extremely strong recovery capabilities and allowing him to attain inhuman physical strength.

He burst out with terrifying strength again and crashed into the opponent.

A golden wall appeared before my eyes.

"Hey!"

Zhang Mingdao would not show mercy when he had the upper hand. He seized the opportunity when Zhang Zhiwei wrestled rashly and, regardless of his injuries, forcibly broke through the golden defense.

He didn't give Zhang Zhiwei a chance to breathe, and punched him straight in the heart with both fists.

Zhang Zhiwei blocked with his palm, but for a moment he was unable to resist the huge force contained in the fist, and stepped back to relieve the force.

boom!
Zhang Mingdao took another step.

Two pits appeared on the ground.

He leaped heavily and pounced directly on Zhang Zhiwei's chest.

Zhang Mingdao relied on his strong body to forcefully take Zhang Zhiwei's palm strike and squeeze in, forcing Zhang Zhiwei to wrestle again.

This time.

Zhang Mingdao is far superior.

He overturned Zhang Zhiwei's center of gravity and blasted him off the cliff in one fell swoop.

At the same time follow closely.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the old Taoist priest had no foothold, occupy absolute geographical advantage, and decide the outcome.

(End of this chapter)