The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

Zhou Ming's three most advanced abilities—the Divine Lamp Flame, the Blood Demon Curse, and the Martial Saint Spirit—manifested as extraordinary phenomena within his inner vision.

This represents Zhou Ming's cultivation result, but if an unusual phenomenon also appears in the inner realm, this cause and effect can be reversed.

The cultivation result appeared first, and then the cultivation process was formed.

This is precisely the mystery of the eternal lamp in the inner realm, and also the reason why Zhou Ming said upon waking that man follows the earth, earth follows heaven, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.

The external scenery corresponding to the inner landscape is precisely the Tao that follows nature.

"In just a few minutes, I have gained some cultivation in the wood element of the Five Elements, and this is just an ordinary big tree." Wisps of emerald green Qi appeared on Zhou Ming's right hand, which were continuously burned by the flames, amplifying the power of the flames.

This kind of cultivation, which is not mysterious, low-level and rare, would only be an impurity if kept, so it was naturally thrown to the magic lamp as fuel.

“Heaven and earth are natural!” Zhou Ming squinted his eyes and instantly thought of Wu Gensheng, or rather, the treasure land that Wu Gensheng had discovered.

The place where the natural gas bureau is located, or rather, the place with a feng shui layout, contains mysteries that are far beyond what ordinary trees or scenery can match.

If it were transformed into an inner landscape, one wonders what mysteries it would hold.

“If there’s one, there will be two. If there’s one aura in this world, there will definitely be a second one. After the victory of the War of Resistance, we can send people to look for it properly,” Zhou Ming thought to himself.

With a slight movement of his hand, his aura enveloped the teacup on the distant table, which flew over and landed smoothly in Zhou Ming's hand without spilling a single drop of tea.

Zhou Ming took a sip of tea, then casually tossed the cup aside, and it landed gently on a table some distance away.

In addition to its unique abilities in both internal and external realms, this aura also retains its original ability to reverse direction.

After a period of busyness, Zhou Ming had some free time and focused on spending time with Ye Qingyu.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 119 Son and Mianshan

"Wow!"

A loud sound came from inside the house.

"Mr. Zhou, it's a boy."

Zhou Ming gestured to the side, took his son with a smile, and walked into the house.

Knowing that Takeshita was standing outside, he took out a dozen or so silver dollars from his pocket and gave them to the midwife.

Inside the room, a dozen female blood demon soldiers stood to one side. Zhou Ming carried his son in and came to the bedside.

Ye Qingyu is no ordinary person. Even though she is very weak from childbirth, she doesn't have trouble moving even a little.

"Let me see our child," Ye Qingyu said, extending her hand.

Zhou Ming bent down and placed his son in Ye Qingyu's arms. Looking at Ye Qingyu, he could sense that apart from being a little weak, her Qi was fine.

With a smile on her face, Ye Qingyu looked at her son and suddenly said, "Xiaoming, we'll name our son after you. Zhou Yiping, may he have a peaceful life."

“Okay!” Zhou Ming nodded.

The issue of the name had been discussed for several months. Ye Qingyu was initially dissatisfied with Zhou Ming's choice of Zhou Yiping, as it was too ordinary.

But when Ye Qingyu actually saw her son, she felt that the name was good, and that she just wanted him to live a peaceful life.

At that moment, snowflakes suddenly began to fall outside, and a few days later, on the day of the Lunar New Year, it snowed heavily.

……

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Ming held Xiao Yiping in his arms, his hands enveloped in Qi.

"You've checked it countless times, why are you still checking?" Ye Qingyu said with a hint of complaint from the side.

"Even if he really inherited your superpower, it's impossible for him to awaken it before he was even a year old. At the earliest, he should be seven or eight years old."

"I was just thinking that maybe our son is exceptionally talented and awakens his abilities at the age of one," Zhou Ming said with a smile.

"Awakened at one year old? That's not just extraordinary talent, that's a reincarnated deity." Ye Qingyu rolled her eyes, wondering why her husband was sometimes so unreliable.

Several footsteps suddenly came from outside. Takeshita Akira stood at the entrance of the inner courtyard and said in a low voice, "Master."

Upon seeing Takeshita Akira, Ye Qingyu stepped forward and took her son from Zhou Ming's arms.

Zhou Ming loosened his embrace, looked at Takeshita Akira, and said, "Come in and talk."

"Yes!" Takeshita Akira knelt down as he entered and said, "Master, we have found out where the Hieizan ninjas went. They went to Mianshan."

"Mianshan?"

“Yes, it’s a branch of the Taiyue Mountains in Shanxi,” Takeshita Akichi said.

"Shanxi?" Zhou Ming was slightly surprised. He had thought the story of Mianshan was set in Sichuan, but after thinking about it, he realized what was going on.

Sichuan was never occupied, so there was no way that Japanese troops could have been stationed there. Therefore, this story could not have taken place in Sichuan.

"Gather 100 Blood Demon Soldiers and inform Electromagnetic Cannon and the others. We're setting off for Mianshan tomorrow," Zhou Ming said without hesitation.

"Yes!" Takeshita Akira replied with his head bowed, then stood up and left.

"Xiaoming!" Ye Qingyu said with a slight worry. Since having the child, her mindset has changed.

"Stay home and take good care of the children. I've left 100 Blood Demon Soldiers to protect you. If there's any unexpected situation that's difficult to handle, take your men to Fujian and seek refuge with the San Yi Sect." Zhou Ming didn't give Ye Qingyu a chance to persuade him; instead, he began to give instructions.

……

Tang Bingwen, the current head of the Tang Clan, walked step by step in the living room. Although his expression was calm, he was somewhat anxious inside.

"Who exactly is investigating the ninjas of Mount Hiei? Are they friend or foe?" Tang Bingwen was anxious. The assassination team had already set off, but there were still some doubts in the intelligence.

This made the already perilous assassination attempt even more dangerous.

As the sect leader, his inability to handle even this kind of matter properly is a serious dereliction of duty.

Suddenly, the sound of pigeons flapping their wings rang out.

Tang Bingwen immediately walked out of the courtyard, watching the homing pigeons land in the pigeon house. Without pausing, he quickly walked over.

"Sect Master, there's urgent intelligence!" A Tang Clan disciple who managed the pigeon loft said hurriedly as he saw Tang Bingwen approaching.

Tang Bingwen took the small bamboo tube, opened it, and pulled out a small slip of paper. He breathed a sigh of relief at first glance, but his expression changed afterward.

"Blood Demon? This guy has been missing for over a year. I thought he had gone mad from his cultivation." Tang Bingwen frowned deeply.

This guy's assassination skills may not be that strong, but his strength is terrifying, especially with the large number of blood demon soldiers.

One person is almost equivalent to a top-tier sect, or even stronger.

"Not an enemy, that's good to know." Tang Bingwen put away the information from the Jianghu Inn and turned to leave.

On the other side, Mianshan Mountain.

An eagle flew in the air, its pupils revealing a special look. If Zhou Ming were here, he would immediately recognize that this was a special spell that shared vision.

A woman was sitting on a small cliff. This woman was Tang Mingyi, one of the people who carried out the Tang Clan assassination mission. She was a bloodthirsty female assassin who was somewhat similar to Xiao Zizai.

"It's been several days, and those ninjas still haven't shown up?" A voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Tang Jiaren, the eldest patriarch of the Tang family, stood behind and asked.

“No… Huh!” Tang Mingyi shook his head slightly, then suddenly let out a soft exclamation, his eyes changing slightly.

"Something's up!" The eldest patriarch of the Tang family stepped forward and said, his sharp eyes fixed on the area below.

A group of people suddenly forced their way into a military camp on a hillside.

"You damn Japanese devils, your grandpa's here!" A guy with a sneer charged at the Japanese devils with a knife in hand.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" Gunshots rang out.

A tent was opened, and a group of people came out.

Among the group was an old man dressed in traditional Japanese clothing, while the boy looked on with longing at the strange people who had barged in.

Suddenly he turned around and abruptly shook his hand.

A hidden weapon flew out, instantly piercing through the eagle that was descending from a lower altitude and staring at the group of guys.

"Teacher, is someone watching us?" a man in a suit holding a knife asked.

The old man, who was the leader of the ninja clan, did not reply, but instead frowned and looked around.

Finally, he looked up at the sky, his gaze filled with suspicion for a long time.

High in the sky, the Blood Eagle hides among the clouds.

"This old man's senses are really sharp; they're almost as good as yours," Zhou Ming said calmly, standing on another hillside.

Meanwhile, Nomura Jiichi, who was also observing from the side, quickly laughed and said, "These are just child's play. They're nothing more than Blood Eagles that can't find their master."

"What do you think of these people's strength?" Zhou Ming asked, ignoring Nomura Jiichi's flattery.

“That old man is very strong, and the two strong samurai beside him are also very powerful, but as long as they don’t run away, I can shoot them dead in a while,” Nomura Jiichi said confidently.

After receiving the enhancement from the card spirit and practicing new techniques, Nomura Jiichi not only improved his archery skills but also gained mental abilities.

With enhanced and more refined perception and danger awareness, they are absolutely capable of making these people unable to catch them, thus allowing them to be outmaneuvered and ultimately killed.

Chapter 120 Action

“The dangerous thing about these guys is their assassination methods. They won’t be foolish enough to engage in a direct confrontation. And the real danger is these troops,” Takeshita Akira said from the side.

"The unit below is a battalion of the 80th Regiment under the 20th Division, with a total of more than 1000 men."

“More than 1000 men.” Zhou Ming looked at the army below, but had no intention of taking immediate action.

Putting aside the fact that he had just arrived here in the early hours of the morning, his men all needed to rest. After all, even if they weren't used as human beings, their fighting strength still needed to be maintained.

Moreover, with only 100 Blood Demon Soldiers, charging into battle during the day would be suicide; they should wait until night, when that's when they have the advantage.

Zhou Ming stood on the cliff watching the Japanese clean up the corpses; those people must be the Quanxing's aliens.

“Quanxing! ...They really are a bunch of shit and piss mixed with gold dust and jade fragments, all sorts of things.” Zhou Ming said coldly.

After observing the Blood Eagle for a long time, Zhou Ming had a thorough understanding of the entire military camp's layout. He then squatted down and used a pebble to draw the uniform distribution of the camp.

"Twenty people per group, four people per team, four groups attacking from these four directions. The main objective is to kill the Japanese soldiers. You are allowed to refine yourselves." Zhou Ming had just finished speaking.

The high-ranking blood demon soldiers standing nearby were all intrigued. For them, self-cultivation was not slow, but compared to killing and refining, it was like a tortoise crawling.