Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 301 If you practice like me, it will be like entering the devil's way!
"Dead! Dead!"

After the explosion, a burnt smell drifted into the restaurant and the diners screamed!

The boss, with flour all over his hands, looked at the four charred human figures lying on the ground in front of the door and had not yet reacted!
While I was stunned, three Taoist priests, one old and two young, walked slowly by.

The boss was shocked and slapped his thigh: "Oh my god, call the police, call the police quickly! Four young men, just didn't pay for their meals, they don't deserve to be struck by lightning!"

"It's so tragic! He doesn't look like a human being at all. It's like this, and calling the police is useless."

"How could something like this happen when we were just having a meal?"

……

It was an abandoned factory. It was bright and sunny outside, but it was a little dark inside.

All the Quanxing people sat in groups of three or four, their eyes looking at the person who was sitting in the middle intentionally or unintentionally.

The man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and was quite thin. He looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind. Although Quan Xing was a rebellious person present, no one dared to look down on him.

This person is none other than the organizer of this event, the rising star of the entire Xing - Lord Night Wolf!

"Brother Ye, everyone is almost here!"

Someone on the left whispered a warning.

Lord Night Wolf suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were extremely narrow and long, like the two canine teeth emitting cold light in the mouth of a hungry wolf, which was chilling.

A murderous aura followed him like a shadow, and everyone present felt a chill down their spines and their flesh pounding with fear.

"I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. You all came here today to show me some respect. In other words, everyone, cheer up! From today on, you will form groups of three. If you find any trace of Zhang Zhiwei, notify the others immediately!"

Lord Night Wolf smiled proudly, his wolf-fang-like eyes emitting a fierce light.

"What's the best? What's the old master? Others are afraid of him, but I, Ye, am not. I want to let that old man know how powerful I am!"

"Brother Ye is so brave!"

"Brother Ye is mighty!"

The morale of all the Quanxing people was greatly boosted, and they all applauded and cheered.

Hearing the praise, Lord Night Wolf couldn't help but feel a little elated.

In the world of extraordinary people in Xia country, there is no one more famous than Zhang Zhiwei.

In front of the top, the most outstanding geniuses are just supporting roles.

And there is no falsehood in the terrifying degree of this reputation.

Zhang Zhiwei killed so many people that Quanxing was terrified and dared not show up. The old people in Quanxing stayed in seclusion and no one responded.

The mainstays also remained strangely silent.

Such power is awe-inspiring, and the most exaggerated thing is that there is only one person on the other side!

It is simply unimaginable that one person can kill the thousand-year-old evil sect so badly that no one can match him.

however!
It just happened for real!

Lord Yelang's pair of wolf-fang eyes obscurely observed the changes in the expressions of the other Quanxing people.

There is fear, confusion, and even more excitement.

Zhang Zhiwei killed people all the way. As a member of Quan Xing, how many people could remain fearless?
They are a group of young people, and they actually want to plot against a top figure in the world of extraordinary people. Who wouldn't be confused?
but!
More of excitement!
That’s right, it’s exciting!
The excitement of doing something earth-shattering in this limited and short, humble and boring life!
Yelangjun's heart was beating wildly. He was not a fool. As a rising star, he would not be a match for Zhang Zhiwei even if he practiced for another eighty years.

But he still chose to do so, implementing his own understanding of the spirit of omniscience!
Use this humble life to bloom with magnificent brilliance!

Lord Night Wolf extremely hopes that Zhang Zhiwei can come to Qin!

"What Quan Xing elders, what Quan Xing pillars, are all rotten and stinking things! We young people are the real Quan Xing!"

Lord Night Wolf understood that he, and all the other beings present, might be very weak.

But no matter how weak they are, their spirit is immortal!

Compared with the old Quan Xing senior who was so scared after hearing Zhang Zhiwei's reputation that he dared not leave the cave, and compared with the pillars of Quan Xing who were afraid of not being far enough away from Zhang Zhiwei.

These are the young people who dare to face Zhang Zhiwei.

Won!

Winning too much!
The crowd was in an uproar and there was a lot of noise!

"Brother Ye, I can't wait!"

"I want to fight Zhang Zhiwei for three days and three nights!"

"Quack! I'm really looking forward to Zhang Zhiwei showing up outside the door!"

Night Wolf Lord smiled faintly: "Everyone..."

"Squeak~~"

The rolling shutter was pulled up, and the shadows of an old man and two children were cast in.

The young Taoist priest who pulled up the rolling door stepped back and stood side by side with another handsome Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest had a calm expression.

Everyone in the room had their pupils trembling, and Quan Xing, who had just said that he was looking forward to Zhang Zhiwei standing at the door, had an even more interesting expression.

For a moment, everyone wanted to exclaim, wanted to scream, wanted to call out the names of the three people, wanted to roar out the truest voice from the bottom of their hearts!
Thunder.

Appeared.

It is cyan.

Like the blue sky.

Just like the sky that stands above all other people.

The best——Zhang Zhiwei!

This green thunder, which combines the strength of Yang Wu Lei and the strangeness of Yin Wu Lei, did not appear from the hands of the old Taoist priest, but came into being out of thin air.

It was like a seed taking root and sprouting in the void, but the time it took to grow into a towering tree was too short.

In the blink of an eye, the lightning split into dozens of bolts.

Death is given equally to every being.

Lord Night Wolf watched this scene with his own eyes, feeling the helplessness of an ant looking at a tree and the sadness of an ant seeing a mountain.

The so-called whole-nature spirit cannot survive for even a moment before it disappears.

Faced with such a being, everyone present couldn't even utter a sound! Suddenly, he realized it!
Why did those old Quanxing veterans avoid coming out, and why did the pillars of Quanxing flee?

It is tragic that a trapped beast still fights!
The roar of death is strength!
It takes courage to do something even though you know it is impossible!

The brilliance that bursts out between life and death is the brilliance of humanity!

But all these things did not give him any chance to show in front of this old Taoist priest.

When you see him, you die.

He didn't even have time to talk before he died.

Of no value...dead.

Under the thunder, Lord Night Wolf turned into a piece of charcoal, exactly the same as dozens of other pieces of charcoal, with no difference at all.

If you can't roar, there is no such thing as strength.

There are no tears of blood, and there is no such thing as tragedy.

There is no such thing as "whether you want to do it or not". If you can't even move a finger, how can you talk about courage?
Life and death do not exist, only the word death remains.

How can a piece of coke show its brilliance?
How can we praise the brilliance of human nature?

There is never a shortage of people in this land who are not afraid of life and death!

The bravest soldiers died on the way to charge, died in the hail of bullets while breaking through the encirclement. This is the greatness called "sacrifice".

but!
Even those who want to die would not be willing to die like this. It is like the words on paper being wiped away lightly. What is this?
This is the real obliteration!!!

No matter who sees this scene, they will feel confused - is there really a difference between humans and ants?

If there is no difference, can ants be treated as the same as humans?

If there is a difference, why is there no trace of pity in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes and face? He is a Taoist master!
The origin of Taoism lies in the teachings of Laozi and Zhuangzi, who valued life the most.

Today, Zhang Zhiwei is unmatched in both cultivation and Taoism in the vast Taoist community.

Are all the dozens of innocent people in this factory extremely vicious and evil and deserve to die?

As the saying goes, no one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes. Without giving a single chance and without distinguishing the severity of the sins, a bolt of lightning devoured dozens of lives as if killing dozens of ants.

One can't help but ask!

Does he still have humanity?

Is he also the kind of person who relies on his extraordinary skills and does not care about human lives?
What is the difference between this and those who have lost their original nature?
Zhang Lingyu's hands and feet were cold, and the smell of burnt food penetrated his nostrils. Looking at his master's calm eyes, he felt deeply worried.

His intuition told him.

This is not good and is harmful to your practice.

Zhang Zhiwei seemed to realize something and glanced at him.

Zhang Lingyu lowered his head deeply.

At this time.

Zhang Huaidan whispered, "There are still people alive."

Zhang Lingyu was shocked: "What!"

The three of them looked around and saw that there was indeed someone alive, an unknown Quan Xing, whose body was not as deeply charred as that of his other companions.

He lay prostrate on the ground, and a photo with blurred edges fell out. In the photo, one could vaguely see a man with a gentle posture, supporting a smiling little girl with his shoulders.

Whose daughter is this? Whose father is that?
Zhang Lingyu felt a needle prick his eye. The Quan Xing moved his lips and uttered a faint, hoarse cry: "Mercy...Mercy..."

Zhang Lingyu was stunned for a moment, but couldn't bear to look and turned his head away.

Zhang Huaidan took a quick look and understood how he survived. He said with a hint of amazement, "Master, this man is very lucky."

It's more than just good luck.

It's like a miracle!

This is not an exaggeration at all!

First of all, this alien has a very strong physique. He is a relatively rare alien who has undergone horizontal training. His solid body can naturally tolerate higher damage.

Secondly, Zhang Zhiwei's attack just now was a tree-like forked lightning, and the strength of each branch varied. This Quan Xing happened to be hit by the relatively weakest branch.

And all this was random. The weakest one among dozens of arrows hit him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was lucky.

However, although good luck is extremely rare, it does exist. Such lucky people appear every day in this world.

The third and most crucial point!

Judging from the scars on his dark neck that resembled pine needles and tiny centipede-like shapes, it could be determined that this person had been struck by natural lightning!

There are 365 days in a year. How many days are there thunderstorms?
How many people have been struck by lightning?
There are only a few people in the world who can survive being struck by a sword!

This person is such a lucky guy!

To put it in easy-to-understand terms, the master's thunder magic is almost natural. This person survived the lightning strike and has a certain resistance in his body. Now, this resistance has suddenly become a life-saving elixir, giving him a glimmer of hope!
Of course, the third one is the most important, but the first two are also indispensable.

If he was not a Henglian Yiren, and did not have the strong vitality to support him, he would have died long ago.

If it wasn't the weakest one, the damage he could withstand would have exceeded the critical point and taken his life.

If any one of these three is missing, the person will end up turning into charcoal.

As a result, the three conditions really came together, contributing to his survival.

To call it a miracle is no exaggeration!
And Zhang Huaidan could see it clearly.

How could Zhang Zhiwei not know?
He glanced at Zhang Huaidan, who was showing surprise, and also caught his eye of Zhang Lingyu, who was hanging his head and keeping silent.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei sighed in his heart. This time he went down the mountain, he would never give up until he achieved his goal.

But as a Zhengtian Heavenly Master, an extraordinary person, he also knows very well that his every move will affect the hearts of countless people.

In the past, just his action of going down the mountain would make many people secretly speculate for a long time, let alone killing everyone?
The facts were just as he expected.

Even if he announced it widely, this time it was just him alone, and had nothing to do with Longhu Mountain, Taoism, or the righteous ways of the alien world.

This still makes people in the alien world feel uneasy. Countless people with bad intentions want to take advantage of his favorable situation to either become famous or achieve ulterior motives.

Yesterday's anti-evil conference in Henan was a notable manifestation of these changes.

Fortunately, Huaidan dismissed those people, and the attitude he showed should be able to calm down those who are ready to make trouble.

All of the above consequences were what he had considered, and they actually happened. Although he felt helpless, there was nothing he could do about it.

And the other...

The expressions of both of them were within his sight.

This time when we went down the mountain, we were planning to bring Huanjin with us. That kid is the most honest and not pedantic, making him the best candidate.

But when the time came, he took Huaidan and Lingyu with him instead. He had his own reasons for this.

"Huaidan, Lingyu, what do you think we should do with this person?"

Zhang Zhiwei's voice was flat, and his face showed no joy or anger or any other emotion, but Zhang Lingyu's shoulders trembled.

He did not have the foresight of the other two and did not know how difficult it was to meet those three conditions. It was simply making the impossible possible!
But he could tell that his master had always killed anyone he saw Quan Xing, without holding back once.

Is it because of the Master’s compassion that this person is able to survive?
It's impossible!

There must be some incredible coincidences that allowed him to survive.

Taoism values life. If you can survive once, you should show mercy, right?

Even if the other person is Quan Xing.

Zhang Lingyu was torn between his conscience and his desires, and the scene in the photo deeply stimulated his mind.

If it was him, he would definitely let it go.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes still slightly red, and it was obvious that he was struggling internally, but his voice was firm: "Those who join Quanxing deserve to die. Master, please execute them on the spot!"

Quan Xing, who still had a breath left, sobbed softly, as if he was also grieving for his fate.

Zhang Lingyu gritted her teeth and didn't look at him.

The master killed all the people indiscriminately and never left any survivors!
This is for the Longhu Mountain disciples who died in the Quan Xing attack on the mountain, for the master who was nearly killed, and for the reputation of Longhu Mountain!

At this moment, in this situation, remember not to be soft-hearted!

Zhang Lingyu understood that this was a test from his master and he had to give a perfect answer.

Zhang Zhiwei stared at him strangely.

Zhang Lingyu's heart was beating like a drum and sweat broke out on his forehead. Could he have said something wrong?
"Huai Dan."

Zhang Huaidan whispered, "Master, he is already a human being."

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly looked back, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He thought that no one could understand his mood.

To make sure he heard correctly, Zhang Zhiwei asked again, "Huaidan, what did you say?"

Zhang Huaidan said: "Master, you will kill him again. He is already a human being."

Zhang Lingyu stared, his mouth agape. What did that mean? What was a human being? This, this, this! This person wasn't a human, was he a monster? Was he chopped into a human by Master?

Zhang Lingyu's brain is temporarily offline.

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were filled with surprise.

"You just understand."

"If you practice like me, it's like entering the devil's way."

Facing that serious face, Zhang Huaidan bowed deeply and prostrated himself on the ground: "Disciple, I will remember your teachings."

(End of this chapter)