Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 218 The furnace is completed, it defies the heavens!

The two returned to Zhao Nian's inner world again.

Zhao Nian raised an eyebrow. "Suddenly disappearing and suddenly reappearing, old man, I remember chopping you into ashes. Could you... be the legendary immortal Dongmingpo clan?"

Zhuge Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Great Immortal, your mother sent us here. She asked you to come home for dinner."

"Oh, do you think I'm a fool?"

"Ah?" Zhao Nian snorted coldly. "My mother, the saint of the ancient creation clan 'Taichu', slaughtered nine thousand saints in Wanyi Valley to protect me, the last of her bloodline. She was captured after exhausting her strength and is still imprisoned in the Yihuang Tower..."

A trace of sadness appeared on Zhao Nian's face.

Zhuge Qing's mouth twitched wildly: "I can't stand it anymore, let's go back!"

"Brother Zhuge, calm down, calm down! Give the leader some face and help!"

Being pulled by Bi Yuan, Zhuge Qing glanced back and said, "Great Immortal, hey! Your current life is fake. In the real world, you are just a miserable office worker."

"Oh, yes, I did have that kind of dream, but it was fake. You remnants of the Po clan, don't even think about disturbing my Dao heart!" His face was icy cold: "But, rubbish, you succeeded in angering me!"

He raised his hand and swung a knife, which Zhuge Qing easily blocked.

"Brother Zhuge, this is his world of consciousness. Don't provoke him. Last time, I..."

Zhuge Qing said calmly: "Don't worry, this is indeed his conscious world, but it is also the inner world of the sorcerer!"

The two men started fighting and were evenly matched.

Bi Yuan was overjoyed: "Well done, Brother Zhuge, you've completely woken him up!"

Zhuge Qing said: "It's not difficult to defeat him, but he will come back again. I must defeat him completely!"

Yun Shangnian bared his teeth: "What a joke! I see you really don't understand anything!" He grasped the sword: "Forged from the Three Thousand Great Daos, the second of the Three Devil Swords of Destruction - Sorrowful Slash!"

With one sword strike, even the space was cut open!
Zhuge Qing and Bi Yuan disappeared without a trace.

Yun Shangnian sneered and was about to turn around.

A Zhao Nian, transformed by Zhuge Qing, walked out of the void.

"Who are you anyway?"

"I am you in the real world!"

Yun Shangnian attacked frantically, and Zhuge Qing was naturally safe and sound.

"Impossible! I can destroy the heavens and the earth, I can shatter the void, why can't I kill you!"

"Because everything you are experiencing now is an illusion, and the dream you don't want to talk about is the real thing!"

……

outside world.

As Zhuge Qing opened the fire at full power, the self-cultivation furnace burst into a dazzling white light, and cracks and distortions began to appear on the furnace walls.

"Master Ma, is everything okay?"

Ma Xianhong was shocked and angry. He didn't know why this change happened. The self-cultivation furnace seemed to be about to self-destruct!
He immediately stepped forward, opened the lid, and stared at the constantly vibrating core of the self-cultivation furnace.

"Is it because of Brother Qing's Qi that caused the overload? No, these components... could it be that..."

Shock and anger turned into surprise and delight. The light of the self-cultivation furnace became more intense, and visible damage appeared on the surface of the furnace.

"Master Ma, why do I feel something is wrong?"

Ma Xianhong said nothing, hesitated for a moment, and unplugged the line connecting to the core.

‘Boom! ’

The furnace was covered with cracks and had become scrap metal. The hatch opened and Zhao Nian stumbled out.

"Read!"

Zhao Nian fell to the ground and burst into tears!
"Mom, I'm in pain, I'm so sad!"

"Master, what's happening to my son?"

Zhuge Qing put his hands in his pockets: "It's a good thing that it hurts, it means you're not numb."

Zhao Nian huddled on the ground: "I'm weak, I'm useless, are you satisfied?"

"Remember today's pain. If you want to become stronger, you need to continue to endure pain."

"So, strong people are all masochists?"

Zhuge Qing sighed, "That's about right. As a sorcerer, I'm much stronger than you. Sorcerers are also considered to be those who pursue the truth, but you know what? This world is disgusting. Sometimes I want to smash it to pieces. But the strange thing is, when I think of it as good, it becomes bad, and when I think of it as bad, it becomes good..."

As he spoke, Zhuge Qing felt extremely complicated.

Is the reason why he keeps fighting despite repeated defeats simply because he is unwilling to give up?
I'm not entirely sure, because he can always see a glimmer of hope, like the carrot in front of the donkey, it hangs there, emitting an enticing aroma. Even though he knows in his heart that he can't eat this carrot, there is still a force driving him to try.

"I won't dream anymore..."

Zhao Nian, lying on the ground, muttered to himself.

Zhuge Qing smiled and said, "Reality is too hard, it's nice to relax by dreaming occasionally."

Zhao Nian and his mother were sent away.

Ma Xianhong said, "Brother Qing, well done! Zhao Nian's problem has been solved perfectly!"

Zhuge Qing put his hands in his pockets and glanced at the broken-down self-cultivation furnace: "Master, I won't take the blame for this furnace exploding!"

"It doesn't matter. It's good that the stove is destroyed!"

Zhuge Qing looked back carefully. Now he could see things clearly. The self-cultivation furnace was extremely important to Ma Xianhong. Now he was in big trouble. Was he sure he was not speaking in a sarcastic way?
"I'm glad you don't mind. I'm going back."

"Don't worry, help me, stay here for a while, I've called the people to work."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and a group of people rushed in with bags of various sizes. Some of them picked up hammers and smashed them at the self-cultivation furnace.

Zhuge Qing asked curiously, "You're just going to tear it down? You don't want to repair it?"

Ma Xianhong took out a core the size of a cantaloupe.

"No need, as long as the core isn't broken, I guessed it right!"

"This core will absorb the Qi of the one holding the furnace, and use it as energy to operate the self-cultivation furnace."

"After collecting a large number of samples, I encountered a bottleneck. No matter how I modified it, the theoretical functions could not be realized. One day, I thought of Huang Yueying, a representative figure of the Shenji lineage. Many of her creations were completed through cooperation with the great sorcerer Kong Ming."

"The divine machine that can create concrete things and the technique that can use abstract energy might be a perfect combination. This is exactly what my self-cultivation furnace lacks!"

"Brother Qing, you used some magic when you were holding the furnace, right?"

"Ah."

"I now understand the furnace's anomaly. It wasn't a malfunction. Rather, the core was being correctly guided and driven by the power of the magic, but the furnace's structure couldn't adapt to the changes in the magic!"

"Now that I have you as my guide, this will be a perfect divine machine that combines magic! Brother Qing, will you help me?"

Zhuge Qing nodded, but looking at Ruhua sleeping on the floor and carrying water, he wondered if this guy was going to go into seclusion?
So, is being a fanatical tech geek his true nature?
Ma Xianhong smiled slightly and tossed something over: "Take this."

Zhuge Qing took it subconsciously. There was a booklet lying in the swallowing sac. He was shocked and still couldn't believe it.

"What is this?"

Ma Xianhong, who was busy drawing blueprints, didn't even raise his head.

"Spiritually refined."

……

Early in the morning, Zhang Huaidan woke up from his practice.

The unknown "evil" restrained most of his mind and cultivation, but cultivation was not an exception.

For other extraordinary people, the state of cultivation is when they are at their most vulnerable, but for Zhang Huaidan, the state of cultivation is actually his strongest state.

In spiritual practice, "evil intentions" could not penetrate him. As soon as he thought of this, as he quit spiritual practice, the feeling returned.

He was on guard and ignored it.

Talk about it.

Ever since he transformed the Golden Light Mantra into the Golden Light Method and refined the body-protecting golden light into an instinct, the method has been operating all the time.

It had been a long time since he had devoted himself to spiritual practice as deeply as he did this time.

I gained a lot and my cultivation has improved, but I still have a long way to go to completely get rid of that "malice".

Zhang Huaidan's face was calm when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Liu Wukui put one hand on his waist and looked at Wang Ye warily: "Master, is this guy your friend?"

If Zhang Chulan hadn't been accompanying Wang Ye, and if he hadn't seen yesterday that the real person treated Zhang Chulan specially, Liu Wukui wouldn't have let the two of them in.

Before Zhang Huaidan could speak, Wang couldn't help but laugh.

If I remember correctly, Liu Wukui seems to be the most talented person in the village. Now he looks so loyal to his duty. Why does he look like a Taoist child?
Could it be that he was conquered by the charm of Master Huaidan?

Zhang Huaidan said, "That's right, thank you for your hard work, Wu Kui. You don't have to guard the door, go back and take care of your brother."

"My brother has someone to help take care of him, so I'm fine anyway."

Liu Wukui chuckled and closed the gate.

"Brother Dan, you're amazing! You managed to get inside so quickly!"

Ignoring Zhang Chulan who was squinting hard, he looked at Wang Ye, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zhang Chulan restrained his expression and said firmly, "Brother Dan, I told Lao Wang about your situation yesterday. He came to me early in the morning and said he had discovered something!"

The temporary workers settled down in Biyou Village for the time being and each went out to collect intelligence.

Zhang Chulan had originally planned to go to Ma Xianhong to find out more, but Wang Ye came to him and changed his mind.

While feeling uneasy, there was also a hint of hope. Lao Wang was a magical Taoist who had learned Fenghou Qimen. Had he discovered something?
But when he asked, Wang didn't say anything and only spoke after seeing Brother Dan.

Zhang Huaidan was surprised when he heard this: "Wang Ye, I wonder what you discovered?"

Wang Ye's brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, and it was obvious that he was going through some kind of inner struggle.

This is very strange.

Wang is not a person who hesitates. Since he has already asked Zhang Chulan to come along, he must have made a decision.

There is only one reason why he hesitated at the critical moment, and that is that his discovery may not point directly to the root of the problem, or it is simply a discovery without any other function.

"Master Huaidan..."

Wang Ye took a deep breath and clenched his fists: "Your fate! Someone, I don't know if it's a human, is trying to tamper with your fate!"

Wang Ye finished speaking in one breath, his shoulders drooping, his head hanging down, and all his energy and spirit drained away.

Until this moment, his mind was in a trance. The "malice" that he tried to calculate yesterday was indescribable and untouchable.

Even the word "malicious" is not true at all. It is just imposed as "malicious" because there is no suitable adjective.

Wang Ye couldn't sleep all night. He was sure that this feeling came from Master Huaidan.

A horrifying conclusion lies before his eyes: he... is being targeted!
What exactly is that?
It does not harm the body, does not affect the soul, and does not tamper with the invisible and unpredictable fate.

How terrifying is this power!
Even the old Taoist priest can’t do it!

Before sharing this discovery, Wang Ye had no idea how much struggle he had endured in his heart!

He and Zhenren can be considered friends, but their friendship is not too deep.

While on the road, he repeatedly asked himself, is it worth it?
Even at this moment, he had no answer in his heart.

Wang Ye sighed and looked up at the sky as if he had accepted his fate.

All these thoughts are but a moment.

Zhang Chulan's pupils trembled, and his mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg.

Zhang Huaidan's expression changed slightly.

In the mysterious spiritual perception, the remaining "malice" was differentiating, perhaps only one tenth of it, ready to fall on Wang Ye.

Wang Ye forced a smile. Everything was his own choice...

The golden light shone brightly, filling the vision. Wang Ye's body was shocked, but he could no longer see anything else.

The eyes and the heart lake are reflecting the brilliant golden light.

Pure and concise, vast and subtle.

It wraps around the whole body, flows through every limb and bone, and heat and warmth coexist.

Wang was also confused.

I felt as if I had become a part of the golden light, and the feeling in my heart was difficult to describe in words!
In today's world, gold has been played to its limits. When the word "gold" is mentioned, people's first impression is often wealth, of nouveau riche who, having made a fortune, would parade around wearing gold rings and necklaces, looking extremely old-fashioned.

But as a half-Taoist, Wang Ye understood it deeply.

'Gold' does not only refer to gold in the secular sense.

Gold.

It is the truth that will never be destroyed!
At this moment, illuminated by the golden light, Wang also felt that he was infected with a trace of indestructible golden nature!
……

The golden light dissipated, and the differentiated "malice" no longer descended.

Wang Ye stood there in a daze, still not coming to his senses.

"Hmph..." A muffled groan sounded.

"Brother Dan!"

Zhang Chulan's body shook violently.

"Master Huaidan!"

Wang Ye cried out in surprise.

Zhang Huaidan's face was red, almost bleeding.

He stopped the two people who wanted to come over to support him, sat cross-legged, and meditated to regulate his breathing.

Zhang Chulan's hands and feet were freezing cold. He turned his head stiffly, his mouth opening and closing silently.

"Lao Wang, what happened to Brother Dan..."

Yesterday I only saw it from the side, but now I see it with my own eyes.

However, he did not see any enemy, and his mind was full of confusion.

Wang didn't say anything either, just looked at Zhang Huaidan silently.

Slowly, an even more terrifying speculation emerged.

That's not 'malice', it's probably God's will!
Master Huaidan, you wouldn't have done anything against the will of heaven!
Wang Ye stood silently. A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Huaidan opened his eyes. His Qi and breathing were the same as usual, but both of them could clearly feel that he was weak.

Zhang Chulan didn't know how to start.

Wang Ye sighed: "Master, this is my own choice, why do you have to..."

Zhang Huaidan smiled: "Since you have given me such great support, how could I let you get implicated?"

It has to be said that three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Wang Ye’s discovery provided him with new ideas!

Wang Ye gave him a deep look and said, "Master, there's something I don't know whether I should say or not, but you must know... destiny cannot be violated!"

(End of this chapter)