In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 474 The Mirror of Understanding

Staff at the Zhangjiajie Tourism Bureau have noticed a significant increase in the number of tourists visiting the area in recent days compared to the previous few days.

At least several thousand extraordinary individuals gathered on Sanyi Peak.

The Lu family's sons and retainers were busy running around, extremely busy.

The group of young superhumans who had gathered together were quite a sight to behold.

"Great! As expected of Jia Zhengliang, who never starves, his little suona playing is really impressive!"

"Wang Zhenqiu, with this suona accompaniment, what are you doing dancing like a girl group member, you grown man!"

"Oh, the sand swallows are here, so we can't continue listening to the suona."

"No rush, the three of us brothers are also preparing a program to celebrate Master Lu's birthday. Guan Ling'er, Zhang Cai, it's our turn to perform at Tianjin Wei Xiao Taoyuan!"

"What are those three doing up there? Are they going to perform a comedy routine?"

"Maybe!"

……

On the high platform, Lu Jin looked at the chaotic scene below and could hardly contain himself.

"Is this how young people perform these days? I thought we should hire a troupe to put on a grand opera."

"Old Lu, you just don't understand young people. I think this is great! Besides, there's also the Northeast Red Flower Fairy Flower Drum Opera!"

The old master, wearing large sunglasses, looked like a very fashionable old man, and said with a smile.

Lu Jin hesitated and said:
"My concern is that most of the young people below are like this, so unruly and impulsive, I'm afraid..."

“Hey, if not many of these young people can enter the Sanyi Sect’s mountain gate, then your threshold is much higher than that of my Longhu Mountain.”

The old master joked.

"The old master is right. My son Bing'er is only average among these young people, and his temperament is quite unruly. But no matter what, temperament can eventually be cultivated."

Wang Ai chimed in from the side.

“Old Fatty Wang, although you’re a scoundrel, you do have some truth to what you say. Character is about both the heart and the nature. As long as your heart isn’t bad, your nature can be molded if you’re nurtured in the right way. You’re a prime example. I still remember ninety years ago, you were a clueless fatso, but you’ve become a cunning old fox.”

Zhang Zhiwei laughed.

Wang Ai wasn't angry at being mentioned by Zhang Zhiwei; she just looked at Wang Bing below and laughed.

Over the past six months, Wang Ai has become much stricter with Wang Bing, forcing him to study.

Shimizu told the grandfather and grandson that Wang should get a bachelor's and master's degree from Tsinghua or Peking University or a doctorate from a 985 university before considering taking on apprentices, and that Wang should not use spiritual means to steal other people's knowledge.

With the Wang family's resources, it's not impossible for them to pull some strings. They might not be able to get admission through subject competitions that are even more rigorous than the college entrance exam or through special talent training programs, but they could certainly get in through international student pathways or the Joint Entrance Examination for Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan students.

Even someone with Wang Bing's wits would know that Professor Ren Zhuo wouldn't accept such a superficial approach.

But if Wang Bing were forced to study hard, even if Wang Ai had hired a famous teacher to tutor him, Wang Ai's progress would not be enough to get into a prestigious university.

As a result, Feng Xingtong has now taken the lead and secured a place at Peking University through academic competitions, which means Wang Bing's path has been blocked.

The Wang family couldn't come up with any of the eight extraordinary skills besides the Spirit Binding and General Commanding techniques.

Wang Ai knew that it would be difficult to change his grandson's personality in a short time, so he continued to teach him the Wang family's secret techniques.

In the past, Wang Bing's mastery of the Wang family's divine magic was far from proficient, because Wang Ai was reluctant to let Wang Bing suffer. However, since Wang Bing was his favorite great-grandson, he naturally put a lot of effort into training him, and his basic skills were quite good.

Wang Bing's talent is undoubtedly exceptional, given that he has won Wang Ai's favor. If Wang Ai were to fully dedicate himself to nurturing him, his potential is hard to predict. Even now, while he may not be as outstanding as Zhang Lingyu or Zhuge Qing, he is still quite respectable. At least his fundamentals are solid enough, and his Divine Painting Technique is more than sufficient for self-preservation. Coupled with the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, as long as he doesn't provoke enemies far stronger than himself or the Wang family, protecting himself shouldn't be a problem.

With a powerful figure in the world of supernatural beings who is practically in the top five in the national server as his grandfather, and with a large family influence, Wang Bing has access to resources that ordinary people simply cannot obtain. If he can't even take this step, then Wang Bing is a complete waste and doesn't deserve Wang Ai's love.

What Wang Ai needs to do now is to teach Wang Bing who he can and cannot provoke, and that he can no longer be as arrogant as before, and at least not to provoke any new enemies that are not easy to deal with for the Wang family.

As for the troubles of the past, given Wang Ai's personality, he naturally dealt with them thoroughly long ago. As for the remaining powerful forces, he could only try to cut his losses and settle things.

At the very least, we can't let them kick us when we're down.

This is something Wang Ai can do.

Although Wang Ai was hypocritical and cunning, he was indeed a very clever old fox. He would never offend those with great power and powerful backers who could cause trouble for him and the Wang family unless he had some real leverage or means to deal with them.

Lu Ci, with a fierce expression, looked at the few Lu family juniors he had brought with him, his face dark with anger.

While Wang Bing of the Wang family may not be considered an outstanding figure among the younger generation, he is still worth cultivating. As for the Lü family, he has been supporting the family alone for many years.

The second and third generations of the Lü family bloodline below, whether from his own line or other branches, have not been particularly outstanding in recent years due to his excessive protection. Although they possess the Ruyi Jin and Minghun Shu techniques, as well as the large amount of wealth accumulated by the family over the years, they can no longer produce any decent experts.

It was a rare achievement to have two exceptionally talented individuals, Lü Huan and Lü Liang, but one died and the other betrayed him. Looking at the others now, they are truly a disgrace to Lü Ci.

Thinking of this, Lü Ci glanced again at the young man sitting with the group of old guys whose average age was over 100.

Qingshui was drinking tea and watching the crosstalk performance by Tianjin Wei Xiaotaoyuan when he suddenly noticed that Lao Lü was looking at him, so he turned his head away out of curiosity.

"Does Elder Lü have something to say?"

"Ahem, Professor Zhuo, last time Old Lu said he wanted to introduce you to a few young ladies from our Lu family..."

"You old dog, you're dreaming! Professor Ren Zhuo would be interested in any of your family members?"

Lu Jin gave Lü Ci a disdainful look.

"cut."

"What, you want to make a move, you old dog?"

Lu Jin clenched his fist excitedly. The only time he ever fought after becoming a top-tier expert was when he went to Longhu Mountain to spar with the Old Celestial Master, and he was immediately defeated with a few slaps.

Old Lu really wanted to show off his absolute power, but he usually had neither a reason to take action nor anyone worth taking action against.

But Lü Ci was just right.

Back then, he and Lü Ci were evenly matched, neither willing to concede to the other. If they fought again now, Lu Jin estimated that Lü Ci could still last several moves against him, which would be a good opportunity for him to satisfy his itchy hands.

Unfortunately, Lü Ci didn't give him a chance.

"You old bastard, I'm letting this go since it's your big day. What does Professor Zhuo's business have to do with you? I'm just thinking that since my daughters aren't good enough for Professor Zhuo, they can at least associate with his students, right?"

Lu Jin chuckled:
"Come on, those guys in your family, even my Lu Lin wouldn't want them. How could Professor Ren Zhuo's top student possibly want them? They're not going to become live-in sons-in-law in your Lu family."

Because Lü Ci valued the bloodline and surname of the Lü family, the clan either intermarried among the branches with more distant blood ties, or he would bring in sons-in-law to marry into the family, and the children born would also take the surname Lü.

Seeing that the performance organized by the young people below seemed to be nearing its end, the old master turned his head and steered the conversation back on track:

"Alright, we've gotten off topic. The performance will be over soon. Old Lu, what are you thinking about your apprentice?"

At this point, Lu Jin also had a headache.

“I originally wanted to follow the method my master used when he took me in a hundred years ago, but nowadays young people are all impatient, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep many of them. If all else fails, I can only do what you did when you trained Lingyu, the old Celestial Master, and start training her from a young age. But she has to be a top-notch talent, which will probably take many years to find and train her. I don’t know if I still have that time.”

Although Lu Jin followed Qing Shui to find the development method of the fourth level of the Reverse Life Triple Realm, he still could not refine the innate Qi to purity. If he could not find a way, he would probably only have less than ten years left to live, which would easily mislead others.

Therefore, it is best to choose those who have started practicing Qi but have not yet reached a deep level, which are semi-finished products, making it easier to change paths, or those who have passed the test of character and have a certain foundation in the martial arts world.

Just then, Shimizu spoke up:

"It's alright. When each school selects disciples, they only look at their aptitude, their comprehension, and their physical appearance. Just like when Longhu Mountain accepts disciples, they look at whether the disciple has a heart that can be shaped into a Daoist heart."

As for innate talent, you are all senior practitioners, so it's easy to see that you have the ability to comprehend. I'll give you a test on the spot, ask you some questions about cultivation, print it out for you to answer, and then I'll grade it later. It's not difficult at all.

As for compatibility, I do have some ideas.

As Qingshui spoke, he casually took out a magical artifact from his food pouch.

As he delved deeper into the art of the mind, the magical artifacts he crafted were no longer limited to the relatively simple functions of casting spells, breaking illusions, and enhancing mental pressure such as killing intent.

"This is a Heart-Connecting Mirror. It may not be of much use to you seniors, but it can be useful to young people with low cultivation levels. As long as a person with high cultivation holds this mirror and shines it on someone, the mirror can create illusions to test their heart. If they have achieved success in their cultivation or have a pure heart, they can easily break free. Otherwise, they will be trapped in it for a longer time."

This mirror was originally intended by Shimizu to be used by the Jinchuriki of Sunagakure to train their minds. Giving it to ordinary ninjas could also enhance their resistance to genjutsu targeting the mind, such as the Shiranui Technique. For those ordinary ninjas, such training might one day turn the tide of battle when facing the Uchiha ninjas of Konoha.

Because the main body and the various shadow clones in the Naruto world were too busy, the task of developing the magical artifact naturally fell to these avatars.

"You have something good too? Let this old man try it?"

Zhang Zhiwei took off his large sunglasses and, like a child who had seen a new toy, kept pacing back and forth in front of the mirror.

"Old Celestial Master, do you think it's meaningful for this mirror to affect you? Among everyone here, whose cultivation level can be considered profound compared to yours?"

Shimizu looked at the old rascal and said.

This old Taoist priest was already a peerless master when he was forty years old, and now he is over a hundred years old. He is a freak among freaks. If he were not bound by the Heavenly Master's Degree, he would be the one most likely to achieve the ascension to immortality as described by the ancients.

"Why don't you let the Celestial Master use this mirror to look at me?"

Feng Zhenghao, who was sitting a little lower down, spoke up.

"Yes, the power of this mirror depends on the user, but there is still an upper limit. If it's President Feng, there shouldn't be any problem."

Shimizu glanced at Feng Zhenghao and said.

This mirror is currently only a semi-finished product, not complete, and its power is relatively average. The upper limit of the mental illusion technique it can unleash is not as strong as the three-tomoe Sharingan. Feng Zhenghao's level is sufficient to handle it.

He is, after all, one of the Ten Elders, and he cultivates the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique. His cultivation level is not low. He was able to build such a large family business from scratch and sit in the position of one of the Ten Elders. His mind is also extremely good. He will not be so easily trapped. He should be able to break free soon.

So the old master picked up the Heart-Communicating Mirror, pointed it at Feng Zhenghao, and channeled his own Qi into it.

Instantly, a faint golden light enveloped Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao froze in place for a moment, then closed his eyes and took a full half minute to recover.

"Is this treasure really that powerful?"

Wang Ai looked at the Heart-Piercing Mirror in the old Celestial Master's hand with surprise.

I'm envious and want it.

"No, I deliberately stayed inside and carefully comprehended it. If I was on guard, they couldn't have trapped me for so long. As long as my mind is strong enough, I can quickly dispel the illusion by disrupting my own Qi or using my spirit."

"If you were a master of your caliber, Master Wang, this mirror could only trap you for half a breath."

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses and shook his head.

"That's somewhat useful for us too; half a breath is enough most of the time."

Wang Ai gave Feng Zhenghao a deep look and said.

Are you deliberately lingering in the illusion created by the mirror to prevent us from seeing your true skill level?

My son has already latched onto Professor Zhuo's coattails, so why is he still wary of me?
"It's useful, but not necessarily effective. In a real fight, no one will be stupid enough to stand there and let you take pictures. If it's one against many, people should spread out, and you can only take pictures of one person at most."

Lu Jin commented.

"Not necessarily. Using it to launch a sneak attack when the enemy is off guard can only bind them for half a breath, unless they are carrying protective magic artifacts and talismans, or have cultivated some special skills that are enough to launch a sneak attack and severely injure an opponent of the same level."

Wang Ai chuckled.

(End of this chapter)