Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

'Gulp~~'

Hengyue swallowed the chocolate, feeling her tongue go numb. Her mouth opened slightly: "Who is it?"

Zhang Huaidan pretended not to understand what she meant: "What do you mean, who? You mean Longhu Mountain? My master Zhang Zhiwei, the contemporary Longhu Celestial Master, and my uncle..."

Hengyue retorted angrily, "I didn't ask you that!"

Zhang Huaidan said helplessly, "What's it to you?"

Hengyue crossed her arms, turned her head to one side, and said in an aged voice, "Well, Huaidan, you've grown up. Now your wings have hardened, and you don't listen to this old woman anymore. Well, I'm an old woman, and I don't understand the affairs of you young people..."

Zhang Huaidan forcibly pulled her over, interrupting her mischief, and looked seriously into those dark eyes: "Let me make this clear first, Longhu Mountain is not a place where you can act recklessly like the Ma family in the Northeast. My master and uncles may not have the realm of demon immortals or true immortals, but you still have to respect them. My senior brothers and junior brothers may be weak, and you can ignore them, but you can't look down on them!"

"baffling."

Hengyue wore a familiar cold smile: "Those are your master, uncles, senior brothers, and junior brothers. How I treat them is my business. Who are you to interfere?"

Zhang Huaidan breathed a sigh of relief. A little girl is a little girl; in just a few words, she successfully diverted the girl's attention.

However, he still had that arrogant demeanor that showed no respect to anyone.

Then I recalled her various actions within the shamanic lineage.

After hundreds of years of slumber, Hengyue's mentality has become very problematic, and he feels it is very necessary to correct it!

"In the shamanic lineage, you personally promoted Hu Jiugu, so you are the host. But on Longhu Mountain, you are a guest. A guest should respect the host. Do I really need to waste my breath explaining this to you?"

Hengyue glanced at him: "Is Longhu Mountain your master's?"

Zhang Huaidan couldn't guess what she meant, so he continued, "You could say that, since ancient times, the sacred sites of the Zhengyi sect have all been located on Longhu Mountain."

How long has it been since ancient times?

"At least two or three thousand years."

"And what about before that?"

Zhang Huaidan frowned: "How should I know? Besides, what does this have to do with what I told you?"

Hengyue spread one hand out and made a sword finger with the other, lightly tapping her tender fingers: "Of course there is a relationship. This is to clarify the difference between host and guest. You say I am the guest and your master is the host, but the problem is, Longhu Mountain does not belong to your master. Your master and fellow disciples are like animals temporarily living in one place on Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Huaidan frowned. It seemed to make some sense, but wait!

Hengyue didn't give him a chance to think and continued, "Monkeys live in the mountains, so can we say that the mountains belong to the monkeys? Fish live in the water, so can we say that the rivers belong to the fish? Eagles fly in the sky, so can we say that the sky belongs to the eagles? So the distinction between host and guest that you mentioned is just a complete fabrication."

Zhang Huaidan gasped, "Stop, stop!"

Looking at the wisdom gleaming in Hengyue's dark eyes, one has to admit that she is indeed a born saint, a pure nine-tailed fox, whose quick wit is far beyond that of ordinary people.

of course.

If only she used those brain cells for the right things.

"I'm not talking to you about the ownership of Longhu Mountain right now. I'm asking you to respect my master and uncles!"

Hengyue blinked innocently: "But the premise of respect you mentioned is that I am a guest and they are the hosts. Now there is no distinction between hosts and guests, so the conditions for respect to exist no longer exist. So why should I still respect them?"

Zhang Huaidan frowned in thought, but Hengyue, anticipating his move, chuckled. "Are you suggesting they're older than me? Even your master and uncles, those old kids, combined aren't older than me!"

Zhang Huaidan's brows relaxed: "Hengyue?"

Hengyue was smug and triumphant, leaving Zhang Huaidan speechless!
"how?"

"You've suddenly become so eloquent, haven't you been possessed, or do you have a second personality?"

"What I said makes sense, but you just won't admit it and are just making trouble here?" Hengyue rolled her eyes at him, with a hint of coquettishness in her eyes: "I was just being lenient with you before."

Zhang Huaidan was speechless: "In short, show me some respect. Even if you're just pretending, make it look real. Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson on Longhu Mountain first!"

"abnormal!"

Zhang Huaidan's face darkened.

Hengyue yawned boredly: "Zhang Huaidan, your state of mind is not right. I could tell the first time I saw you. Although you have achieved the status of a True Person, you do not have the state of mind of a True Person."

Zhang Huaidan gave a forced smile: "Oh? What profound insights does the Great Goddess Hengyue have to offer?"

"Of course, that's a profound statement!" Hengyue was not modest at all. She jumped up and patted his shoulder twice: "You are now a true immortal. Even in the Dharma-ending Age, you will live longer than ordinary people, while your master, uncles, brothers and sisters are all ordinary people."

Zhang Huaidan looked at her expressionlessly.

Hengyue's gaze drifted to the window, where the high-speed train made the outside scenery appear as fleeting lines.

"Their lives are like the thin line outside the window, fleeting in an instant. Our existence is like that of passengers in this carriage, who know how many such scenes we will see in our lifetime."

Zhang Huaidan was slightly surprised; he had truly been possessed, suddenly transforming into a great philosopher.

“Among you humans, there is a saying: ‘You cannot talk about ice with a summer insect, nor about the sea with a frog in a well.’ When you reach this level, what difference is there between you and a summer insect or a frog in a well? From now on, you should gradually diminish their place in your heart and learn from me so that you can face the future with composure.”

Zhang Huaidan was genuinely surprised and pondered, "So you really don't look down on Hu Jiugu and Guan Shihua, but rather you know their lives are short-lived, and therefore don't want to get too involved with them."

Hengyue gave a thumbs up: "You have good comprehension! You didn't fail to become a true master in vain."

Zhang Huaidan rubbed his forehead.

Hengyue said softly, "You can understand it this way. Mayflies don't know day and night, ants don't know spring and summer, and true immortals have already achieved immortality. How can mortals know true immortals? Stay away from those old people who were once very important to you. It's good for you and good for them."

A hint of melancholy suddenly appeared on Hengyue's small face.

Zhang Huaidan smiled faintly: "If the Dragon Lord thought the same way back then, how would you have handled it?"

Upon hearing this, Hengyue was speechless for a long while, stunned: "This is not the same thing!"

Zhang Huaidan laughed and said, "How can it not be the same thing? To the Dragon Lord, you were probably not even as valuable as a mayfly when you were still an infant."

Hengyue's dark, jade-like eyes widened: "It's not the same thing at all!"

Zhang Huaidan gave a half-smile.

"What I said makes sense, but you refuse to admit it and instead resort to sophistry!" (End of Chapter)