Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 75 Mirage
After learning this magical trick, Han Yun put it to the test.

In the warm spring of March, the peach blossoms are about to bloom.

Han Yun gently touched the tree, and the flower buds on the branches instantly bloomed, their pink and white petals unfolding like clouds. He lightly twirled his fingertips, and a petal fell into his palm, transforming into a colorful butterfly that fluttered away.

As the light and shadow shifted again, large peaches began to grow on the branches, turning from green to red in the blink of an eye, their heavy weight bending the branches.

Han Yun reached out and picked a peach. His fingertips gently touched the peach skin, and the peach split open on its own, revealing the tender pink flesh inside.

Then, pluck a few more petals and a peach leaf, gather them together, and a peach blossom fairy appears in the palm of your hand, dancing gracefully.

This reminded Han Yun of the Taoist priest of Laoshan described in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, who cut paper as clear as mirrors and pasted them on the wall. In an instant, the moonlight shone brightly in the room, reflecting even the smallest details.

A Russian guest said, "You are blessed with the moonlight, yet you drink alone in solitude. Why not summon Chang'e?"

He then threw chopsticks into the moon. He saw a beautiful woman emerge from the light, initially no more than a foot tall; but upon reaching the ground, she grew to be the same size as a person. With a slender waist and graceful neck, she danced elegantly in a flowing robe.

The magic tricks of immortals, their ability to create illusions and reality, seem to ordinary people quite like divine abilities, no wonder they are called "immortals".

Shen Teng could conjure hundreds of fish and dragons by practicing this technique. With Han Yun's current Qi level, creating a mirage wouldn't be a problem at all.

Then, Han Yun dispelled the illusion, and the peach tree was back to its original state, except that a few petals and leaves had been picked.

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In the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty, on a mountain peak near the capital.

Han Yun came here to make the final ending.

He previously established himself as the Prince of Han, putting on a convincing act. Now that he, the "Prince of Han," has returned to Heaven, he must make a show of himself, right?
At this moment, a purple aura rose from the east atop the summit.

Han Yun stood with his hands behind his back, the mountain wind whipping at his clothes. Below him, the sea of ​​clouds churned, and the other mountain peaks appeared and disappeared in the mist.

"it's time."

With a flick of his fingertips, a vast amount of primordial energy flowed out. With the support of his inner space, he had cultivated this divine art to a state of perfection. Now, he was about to borrow the power of heaven and earth to stage an earth-shattering spectacle.

Suddenly, three earth-shaking drumbeats came from beyond the clouds, the sound waves causing the pines on the mountain to rustle like a tide.

The people who came down from the foot of the mountain stopped in their tracks, and saw a myriad of rays of light in the sky, with a golden-armored deity vaguely appearing to ride the clouds.

"Look at the sky!"

A woodcutter threw down his bundle of firewood and pointed to the clouds, exclaiming in surprise.

The clouds parted, revealing hundreds of golden-armored generals, the Five Directions Protectors holding banners, and the Four Duty Officers carrying official documents. Amidst the fluttering banners, the apricot-yellow banner bearing the inscription "The Supreme True and Wondrous Dao Manifests the Holy Emperor of the Mysterious Vault" could be faintly seen.

The people at the foot of the mountain had already knelt down in a sea of ​​kneeling, and an old man with white hair said in a trembling voice, "This is a true immortal descending to earth!"

Eight celestial maidens descended from the heavens carrying moon lanterns. As their wide sleeves fluttered, jade flowers fell like rain. The two leading maidens knelt in greeting and gently opened their mouths.

"By imperial decree, we welcome the Crown Prince back to his throne."

Han Yun nodded calmly. His white Taoist robe instantly transformed into a nine-chapter dharma robe. He wore a seven-treasure golden crown, a dragon-patterned jade belt, and cloud-walking boots. A thousand auspicious energies surrounded him.

This change moved the people at the foot of the mountain to repeatedly kowtow in gratitude.

Suddenly, a clear and melodious neighing came from the east, and a general in golden armor and red robes led a horse. The horse was pure white, with a jade horn on its forehead and its four hooves treading on auspicious purple clouds.

This military general was actually Han Yun in disguise, imitating Zhu Di. As mentioned before, Zhu Di was Han Yun's personal attendant.

What is a "side horse"?

To put it bluntly, it was an honor guard. "This humble general has come by order of His Majesty to escort Your Highness back to Heaven!" Zhu Di bowed respectfully, his voice booming.

Han Yun leaped onto the dragon horse, looked back at the vast human world, and saw heavenly soldiers and generals clearing the way ahead, drawing a golden bridge in the air that stretched straight into the clouds.

As the golden bridge extends, a majestic heavenly gate suddenly opens up deep within the clouds.

The gate is adorned with golden nails and jade doors, flanked by eight celestial generals: Pang, Liu, Gou, Bi, Deng, Xin, Zhang, and Tao. The three celestial seal characters "South Heavenly Gate" on the lintel gleam brightly in gold.

Han Yun lightly spurred the horse's flanks, and the dragon horse let out a long neigh, stepping onto the golden bridge and soaring straight into the heavens. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, the clouds condensed into jade steps, and the rosy light spread out like a brocade carpet.

The people below the mountain watched as the figure grew farther and farther away, gradually merging into the golden light that filled the sky.

at the same time.

Inside the Forbidden City, Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Houcong, was reviewing memorials in the Qianqing Palace when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the hall.

He frowned, about to reprimand, when Huang Jin tumbled and crawled into the hall: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Gate has opened!"

Zhu Houcong's imperial brush fell to the ground with a "thud." Disregarding his imperial dignity, he rushed outside the palace. There, he saw all the civil and military officials already gathered on the white marble steps, each looking up at the sky like clay or wooden sculptures.

Golden light cascaded across the sky, and the outline of the South Heavenly Gate was clearly visible.

Zhu Houcong's legs went weak, and he was only able to kneel down because Yan Song beside him supported him. His lips trembled as he squeezed out a few words: "It really is...it really is the young Crown Prince Han..."

"Your Majesty, look!"

Xu Jie suddenly pointed to the clouds, where a figure on the dragon horse turned and looked down, his gaze sharp as lightning, meeting Zhu Houcong's eyes. This glance terrified the Jiajing Emperor, making him feel as if he had been transported back to the day he was reprimanded by his ancestors on the sacred mountain.

And standing next to that young Crown Prince Han was none other than his own ancestor, Zhu Di.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Houcong immediately led all the civil and military officials to prostrate themselves and kneel on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. He also led the way in shouting, "Respectfully sending the young Crown Prince Han back to heaven!"

After the strange celestial phenomena dissipated.

Zhu Houcong was helped up and remained in a daze for a long time.

"Issue the imperial decree! Summon Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou to the capital immediately!"

Zhu Houcong suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice, so shrill it was inhuman: "Lift the sea ban! Improve military preparedness! Prepare my carriage, I want to personally go to the southeast..."

Three days later, on the Meridian Gate tower.

Wrapped in a thick fur coat, the Jiajing Emperor watched as the Imperial Guards escorted dozens of officials who had colluded with Japanese pirates to the execution ground. He picked up the execution warrant and roared in a hoarse voice, "Slice them all! Slice them all!"

Zhu Houcong was terrified. He had nightmares every night, dreaming that he was reincarnated into a pig's womb and then slaughtered by a butcher. He couldn't sleep at all for the past few days.

Do extraordinary things in extraordinary times.

Even if the civil and military officials had complaints, Zhu Houcong only said one thing: "Go talk to the gods. All I can do is send you to see the gods."

Zhu Houcong at that time could be said to be acting on the orders of Heaven, the true "Son of Heaven," wielding both imperial and divine power. If you tried to discuss ancestral rules with him, he would say that these were the orders of Emperor Taizong and Emperor Renzong.

Moreover, destiny is at hand; do you intend to deceive Heaven?
The Ming Dynasty, which was already half-rotten, was surprisingly revitalized under Zhu Houcong's sweeping reforms. It's just unknown how many more years the Ming Dynasty would last.

After leaving the Ming Dynasty, Han Yun returned to the world of Under One Person.

By this time, he had already left Wuxiang and was taking the high-speed train from Changshan to Bingzhou in Shanxi Province.

The land of Shanxi, located in the central part of China, borders the west bank of the Yellow River, lies in the heart of the nine provinces, and is situated at the heart of the Taihang and Lüliang Mountains. It can be described as a land of natural beauty and strategic importance!

(End of this chapter)