Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 190 Lü Liang: Everyone, do you want to join us?

Upon hearing Zhang Xuan's answer, Zhang Chulan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He first stared intently at Zhang Xuan to make sure he hadn't misheard, then quickly glanced at Feng Baobao.

Finally, his gaze turned to Lü Liang, his eyes filled with inquiry.

Lü Liang understood, pointed at Zhang Xuan, and explained to Zhang Chulan:

"This is Zhang Xuan, a successor of the Mo Sect."

"Zhang Xuan?"

Zhang Chulan immediately had a guess in his mind and quickly recalled the names of the thirty-six people.

Soon, a look of realization flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Chulan took two steps forward, squatted down, and stopped in front of Zhang Xuan, saying with a face full of enthusiasm:
"So it's Senior Zhang! I've heard so much about you. Hehe, actually, my surname is also Zhang. My name is Zhang Chulan, and I'm Zhang Huaiyi's grandson."

"According to seniority, I should call you godfather."

While trying to build rapport, Zhang Chulan pulled Feng Baobao in front of Zhang Xuan and cautiously asked:

"Grandpa, you just said you know her, what's going on?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhang Xuan looked up at Zhang Chulan, her gaze shifting to his ear, a hint of reminiscence flashing in her eyes.

After a moment, he snorted, "Shameless, I've heard a bit about the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."

Zhang Chulan was surprised by Zhang Xuan's reaction. He scratched the back of his head and chuckled awkwardly.

"Hehe, please excuse my poor performance, senior."

Zhang Xuan ignored Zhang Chulan and turned her gaze back to Feng Baobao, taking the initiative to ask:
"What's your name?"

"Baby Feng."

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Xuan curiously and answered casually.

Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Xuan's gaze darkened, and she murmured softly:
“Feng Baobao… Feng… that’s really her surname.”

……

Upon hearing Zhang Xuan's words, Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up even more, and he quickly pressed for an answer:

"Senior, what do you mean by that?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhang Xuan gave Zhang Chulan an annoyed look and retorted:
"Judging from your excited expression, didn't you already have a guess?"

"Ah, just as you thought, her surname is the same as Wugensheng's."

"Hehe." Zhang Chulan scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "I was just trying to get some confirmation from you, senior."

A relaxed, playful expression appeared on his face, but his mind was racing.

When he was in the Tang Clan, he also sought confirmation from Xu Xin about this issue. Xu Xin then told him Wu Gensheng's name and that he had a daughter.

But Xu Xin did not recognize Bao'er.

However, Zhang Xuan, after just one meeting, not only said that he knew Bao'er, but also immediately connected Bao'er with Wugensheng. He must know more than Xu Xin.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan glanced at Lü Liang.

Could it be that Brother Lü specifically asked him to bring Bao'er over, not only to obtain information from Zhang Xuan, but also to use the demon sword?

Lu Liang noticed Zhang Chulan's gaze, met his eyes, and then took over the conversation, asking Zhang Xuan:

"Senior, you've seen her next to Wugensheng?"

Zhang Xuan shook her head. "No, I've seen it in a painting."

"painting?"

“Yes.” Zhang Xuan nodded. “An oil painting personally painted by Wugensheng.”

Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Chulan immediately realized something and looked at Lü Liang again.

The next moment, Lü Liang took something out of the food pouch.

It was a half-human-height oil painting of a portrait.

In the painting, a young girl with a tender face is sitting leisurely on the railing in front of an earthen house.

Her legs swung gently, and her big, round eyes and two black braids were very eye-catching.

The scenes and costumes in the painting are very old-fashioned, and even the canvas itself is covered with traces of erosion by time.

Lü Liang unfolded the oil painting, making sure Zhang Xuan could see what it depicted, and then asked:
Is this the one?

"No, no!" Zhang Xuan shook her head.

……

This answer surprised even Lü Liang.

Previously, among the collections of Wugensheng that he had seen in the Qinling Mountains, the only oil painting related to Feng Baobao was the one he had.

But judging from Zhang Xuan's words, it seems that there are other paintings as well.

"The oil painting I saw is somewhat similar to this one. The person in it also has black braids, big eyes, and a very pure gaze."

"However, she is older than the woman in the painting."

As Zhang Xuan spoke, she glanced at Feng Baobao standing next to her and said, "She's about the same age as her."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but press further:

"Senior, where did you see this painting?"

"Qinling was brought out by Wugensheng. At the time, he only said that he had painted it himself and didn't say anything else."

“Is that so…” Zhang Chulan frowned, recalling, “We didn’t see this painting when we went to the Qinling Mountains. Could it be that someone else took it…”

Lü Liang was also pondering this question.

He raised his hand and put the oil painting back into his food pouch, then played with the pouch while pondering.

He quickly realized the problem.

The next moment, Lü Liang looked at Zhang Xuan and asked:

"Senior Zhang, after you became sworn brothers, did you ever see Wugensheng?"

“No,” Zhang Xuan replied. “After that unpleasant encounter in the Qinling Mountains, I never saw Wugensheng again.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.

Lü Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, staring directly at Zhang Xuan, and asked in a firm tone:
"Is that so? Then how did you, senior, give the Mo Clan's Order of Ruler to Wugensheng?"

"Wasn't the 'Ruler' token supposed to be personally delivered to Wugensheng by our senior after we swore our brotherhood, when he went to the Qinling Mountains again?"

……

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's expression immediately hardened as she recalled the words she had spoken while she was in a daze.

He kept his mouth tightly shut, looking like he was unwilling to communicate.

Lü Liang remained unmoved, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Xuan's wary expression as he slowly spoke:

"As far as I know, most of the thirty-six people only learned about the ceremony after they became sworn brothers with Wugensheng."

"In other words, the requirement of eight sacred objects for the ritual was also made public at that time."

"If what the senior said is true, and he has never seen Wugensheng since the sworn brotherhood, then how did the 'Rule of the Master' end up in Wugensheng's hands?"

"Senior Zhang, you actually managed to obtain the Token of the Righteous One after you had already formed a sworn brotherhood, right?"

Upon hearing Lü Liang's analysis, a hint of pain flashed in Zhang Xuan's eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his voice was squeezed out with difficulty from his throat:
"Yes, it was after that that I stole the Juzi Token from the sect and delivered it to Wugensheng in the Qinling Mountains."

Zhang Xuan continued reminiscing, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"At that time, Wugensheng said that the ritual could allow one to witness divine miracles, comprehend divine skills, and even, there was a high probability, to communicate with the ancestors of various sects who had already transcended the mortal realm..."

"At that moment, I knew that the Mo Sect's opportunity had arrived!"

As she said this, Zhang Xuan suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze falling on the nine stone pillars in the middle of the old site, her eyes flashing with intense light.

"The Mohist school was so glorious during the pre-Qin period."

"But later, with the changing of dynasties, many of the Mo Sect's techniques and skills were lost, and the Mo Sect's glory was not what it used to be."

"On the contrary, groups like the Tang Clan, the Tiangong Hall, and even the Jiyun Society have started to emerge."

Zhang Xuan's bound hands clenched instinctively, and her expression became increasingly agitated.

He said in an indignant tone:

"Everyone knows that the 'Nine Transformations of the Mo Sect' is unparalleled in the world, but who knows that the Mo Sect can only use the first three transformations long ago?"

"Therefore, when Wugensheng said that the ritual required the collection of eight sacred objects from different sects, many people present had second thoughts, but I had already begun to plan how to produce the Juzi Token."

"They wouldn't dare, but I would!"

Zhang Xuan's chest heaved rapidly, and her final shout was almost desperate, echoing through the ground. A moment of silence fell over everyone.

After a moment, Zhang Xuan's breathing finally calmed down, and his gaze drifted unfocused ahead.

When he spoke again, his voice carried a hint of sorrow.

"All I've ever wanted is for the Mo Sect to become strong again."

"But why, why did it end up like this..."

Zhang Xuan's eyes were red, and she kept repeating this sentence, as if she was about to fall into a state of delirium again.

……

"Senior Zhang."

Lü Liang's words brought Zhang Xuan back to her senses.

After Zhang Xuan calmed down a bit, Lü Liang asked again:
"Senior, there's something I don't understand. Since you've already taken the Juzi Token to find Wugensheng, why didn't you participate in the final ceremony?"

"The Mo Sect's techniques are compatible with the 'Earth' element in the Five Elements theory, and they also meet the condition of having an ancestor who was extraordinary and attained sainthood."

"Logically speaking, the Mo Sect should have played a crucial role in that ceremony."

The question asked by Lü Liang was exactly what Wang Ye was wondering about, and he looked at Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan sighed softly, then recalled:
"After leaving Qinling the first time, I managed to steal the Juzi Token from the sect."

"After receiving the Juzi Token, I immediately returned to the Qinling Mountains and handed it over to Wugensheng."

"It was at that time that I saw Wugensheng painting that oil painting, with a very gentle expression."

"However, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and only asked Wugensheng about the ceremony."

"Wugensheng told me that the necessary sacred objects have not yet been gathered, and the person in charge of guarding the Eight Gates and implementing the Five Elements Law will have to wait a little longer."

"He told me to wait in the Qinling Mountains, but I didn't listen."

At this point, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, the veins on her forehead bulging, her expression extremely painful.

After a moment, he spoke again.

“I chose to leave the Qinling Mountains, go out to find my master, and persuade him.”

"I want to convince them that this is a good thing for the Mo Clan."

"And then?" Zhang Chulan asked eagerly.

“Then…” Zhang Xuan slowly closed her eyes, her voice heavy with grief, almost choked with sobs, “As soon as I returned to my sect, I was taken down by the sect’s traps.”

“My master was afraid that I would cause another disaster, so he made me ‘sleep’ for a few days. When I woke up, it was too late to undo the damage.”

"The Eight Extraordinary Skills have emerged out of nowhere, Wugensheng has mysteriously disappeared, his sworn brothers have either died or been injured, and the outside world is putting pressure on various sects to deal with those who have sworn brotherhood with Wugensheng."

"At that time, the Mo Sect was also under tremendous pressure, and Master was caught in a difficult dilemma."

"After learning this news, I ran away."

"Perhaps because my master was mindful of our master-disciple relationship, he deliberately let me go, and I successfully left the Mo Sect and escaped into the Qinling Mountains. I want to go and retrieve the Juzi Token."

"This search has lasted for more than seventy years."

"Without the Ruler's Decree, the Mo Clan can no longer even use its last remaining 'Three Transformations,' and the Mo Clan is declining more and more..."

Zhang Xuan's voice grew softer and softer until she could no longer speak.

……

"So the Juzi Token was never found..." Zhang Chulan couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that it's no longer in the Qinling Mountains?"

"Yes, and no."

Zhang Xuan's lips moved, and she gave a strange answer.

Zhang Chulan looked puzzled upon hearing this, but a look of realization flashed in Lü Liang's eyes.

He looked at Zhang Xuan and asked, "Is the Juzi Token in another dimension?"

Lu Liang's words made Zhang Xuan's eyes widen.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and he instinctively asked, "How did you know?"

Lü Liang replied, "Because the sacred object of the Qinghe Miao tribe, the Qinghe Gu Gu, is also in this situation."

"However, the Qinghe Miao tribe has a way to sense their sect's sacred artifacts, but the Mo sect doesn't?"

Zhang Xuan shook her head.

"Perhaps there is, but I don't know. Now, the Mo Sect is gone, and no one knows about it anymore."

"I tried all sorts of methods, but I couldn't get it, I just couldn't get it."

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan asked curiously, "Senior, have you been hiding in the Qinling Mountains all these years?"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

“I occasionally leave to inquire about news from the outside world, but I mostly stay in the Qinling Mountains.”

Upon hearing this answer, Lü Liang also showed a look of realization.

No wonder Zhang Xuan was able to remain hidden for so many years without being exposed.

The Qinling Mountains are vast, and the imposing atmosphere outside makes people hesitant to wander around inside. However, those who do enter are easily drawn to the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley, thus neglecting other areas.

Moreover, due to the existence of the Qi formation, the situation inside the Qinling Mountains cannot be predicted, and even satellites cannot capture the specific situation inside.

That place was indeed an excellent hiding place.

Lü Liang looked at Zhang Xuan and asked:

"So, before coming to Northeast China, you also stayed in the Qinling Mountains?"

Zhang Xuan nodded, her gaze sweeping over the people present.

"Actually, I knew when you and the previous group of people entered the Qinling Mountains. I set up small mechanisms at the cliffs to serve as early warning systems."

Upon hearing this, Lü Liang's gaze sharpened.

The cliff must be the enemy that the monkeys and Qu Tong's people were fighting on.

When they arrived there, there were monkey corpses everywhere, and the cliff was burned beyond recognition by fire magic. Under those circumstances, it's not surprising that they didn't notice the trap.

"However, although I knew someone had broken in, I didn't spy on them too much."

"As long as the people who come in aren't here because of the Juzi Order, I don't care."

Zhang Xuan continued.

"By the way, during this time, there has also been a strange little girl staying in the Qinling Mountains, who seems to be practicing Gu poison."

"Her Gu worms are very strange. She must have sensed my whereabouts, but she doesn't seem to care about it and hasn't taken the initiative to contact me."

Lu Liang nodded.

This must be referring to Chen Duo.

Chen Duo is a simple-minded person; as long as it doesn't interfere with her Gu cultivation, she doesn't care.

Lü Liangchao explained to Zhang Xuan, "I mentioned the Qinghe Miao tribe before; they are also searching for the sect's lost sacred artifact, the Qinghe Gu Gu."

"The person you see is from the Qinghe Miao tribe. She is trying to retrieve the Qinghe Gu Gu using the Qinghe Miao tribe's special methods."

……

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He suddenly looked up at Lü Liang, his eyes filled with expectation, and eagerly asked:

"Would that method be useful for the Juzi order?"

"Probably not." Lü Liang shook his head.

Zhang Xuan immediately showed a look of disappointment, and the light in her eyes gradually faded.

But in the next instant, Lü Liang's words rekindled his hope.

"Actually, I have another method."

"What method?" Zhang Xuan asked nervously.

Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye immediately looked up at Lü Liang, and even Feng Baobao blinked her big eyes and looked over.

Meeting the expectant gazes of several people, Lü Liang smiled and said:

"As long as that ritual is repeated, the dimension where the sacred object is located will naturally reopen. At that time, it will no longer be a problem to take anything or know anything."

"Everyone, would you like to join us?"

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(End of this chapter)