Under One Person: Did Zuo Ruotong and I switch bodies?

(ps: To avoid controversy, let me clarify Zuo Ruotong's injury first. The original text only mentioned using the Reverse Life technique to maintain the injury, and there was no statement that he could not stop at all. Heading the ball was for the purpose of cultivation. The last part clearly stated that he could use the Xuan Gong again, which means that he could not stop the Reverse Life technique for a long time.)

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March 2003, 3 PM.

"call--"

"We finally escaped."

Jumping off the long-distance bus, Mingchen looked at the familiar village ahead, let out a long sigh, and smiled.

As he spoke, his eyes flickered, a glint of light flashed in his pupils, and he saw golden light surging above the village, black and white energies converging in mid-air, the clear rising and the turbid sinking, with endless profound charm.

This is Mingchen's innate ability, which he named "Heavenly Eye." It allows him to see the mysteries of heaven and earth, but his cultivation is still shallow, so even if he sees them, he can't understand them very well.

But that doesn't matter, because this superpower has another function: it can see through the fog of cultivation and break through bottlenecks. Therefore, no matter how difficult or profound the method is, it can be considered an easy path in his eyes!

This is not something he boasted about.

Three years ago, he traveled here alone, with no one to rely on. Because he had awakened his supernatural abilities and had the potential to refine Qi, he was taken in by a passing supernatural being.

The reason he wasn't called "Master" was simply because he was a pickpocket, and taking him in was just to have another subordinate, so that if he could be trained well, he could make more money.

Speaking of which, this pickpocket is really extraordinary. He is quite skilled at the "Reversing Eight Directions" technique. Although he is far from being as good as the "Human Magnetism" technique, he can still transfer things from other people's pockets to his own pockets without anyone noticing.

When he first started learning, Mingchen was worried that his innate ability would prevent him from mastering it. However, he found that he had been overthinking it. This ability not only did not conflict with the ability to reverse the eight directions, but it also helped him to comprehend it, allowing him to learn it in just one week.

Not only did he learn the skill, but he also became more adept than those pickpockets who had practiced for many years. With this newly acquired skill, he stole their money and escaped the pickpocket's den.

After leaving, he initially considered reporting the company, but considering that the person had been kind to him, he let it go. He then used the money to travel around and embarked on his apprenticeship.

Over the past three years, Mingchen has traveled from Guangxi to Northeast China, and then settled in Shandong. He has studied divination, performed Nuo dance, practiced external martial arts, and cultivated internal energy. Although each skill took only a month or so to master, he was able to do so with ease.

Just a day ago, he had learned the secrets of the Night Blade of Penglai, 300 kilometers away, and successfully evaded their pursuit. He was planning to rest for a while before heading to the next location...

This should also be the last one.

  

After this series of attempts, Mingchen was certain that his innate ability was not picky at all and could be integrated with any type of acquired cultivation technique. Since that was the case, he might as well learn the best one.

That is naturally the Golden Light Mantra of the Celestial Master's Mansion!

With that thought in mind, he walked into the village, returned to his rented room, made himself a quick dinner, ate something simple, and went to bed early...

It is not too late.

We'll set off first thing tomorrow morning!

……

……

Knock knock knock!

"Master..."

He didn't know how much time had passed, but in a half-dream, half-awake state, a knock sounded on the door, and a voice entered his ears. Mingchen opened his eyes.

"Who is it... what's all the noise about?"

But when he looked up and around, he found that he was not at home. The surroundings were all made of wood and decorated with porcelain, giving it an antique feel.

"Where is this?"

"Master, Boss Li has arrived and is waiting for you in the main hall." The voice outside the door sounded again; it was a woman's voice.

Mingchen was taken aback.

Boss Li?

Main hall?

What?!

Then he looked down and his eyes widened in shock—he was wearing a white coat, like the clothes a martial arts master wore during training in the Republic of China era.

His once taut skin was now covered in wrinkles. He quickly stood up and looked in the mirror on the table...

"Who...is this?!"

The person in the mirror is an old man, about seventy or eighty years old. Although you can still see the handsome features of his youth in his brows, the world has changed, and he is now old.

Knock knock knock!

"Master, are you there?"

The knocking and questioning rang out again, startling Mingchen and causing him to instinctively circulate his Qi. As the Qi within his body circulated as usual, his eyes brightened... and his vision changed!

"The superpower is still there?"

Seeing the mysterious aura rising around him, pure white and spotless, like jade and rosy clouds, he felt like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, finally finding something to rely on, and calmly descended.

Upon closer inspection, he was astonished to find that the profound aura filled the entire room and seemed to soar into the sky. Such a magnificent aura was something he had rarely seen in the past three years, comparable only to the Buddhist Songshan Temple and the Taoist Longhu Temple.

Looking in the mirror again, the person in the mirror had also changed. His whole body was glowing and flawless, no longer an elderly man, but a young man with long hair...

Gray hair.

Fair skin.

White robe.

His face was like jade, and he seemed ethereal and otherworldly.

"Why does this look so familiar?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a book on the desk beside him, its pages glowing with a mysterious aura. He picked it up and saw that the cover had four large characters written on it: "Triple Rebirth"!

Turning old into young...

White jade, like a banished immortal...

And then there's this Reverse Life Manual...

"I've become the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong?!" Ming Chen exclaimed in his heart.

"Who's that outside the door...?"

"That's strange, isn't Master here?"

The next moment, just as Chengzhen was about to leave outside the door, he heard an old voice coming from inside the house:

"Sumi?"

"Master, you're here?"

"Why does your voice sound like that...?"

"Ahem... It's nothing... You can go ahead..."

"That Mr. Li..."

"Let him wait."

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Ming Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know the specifics, he had indeed become Zuo Ruotong: "A second transmigration... and a soul transmigration at that?"

The good news is that my superpower is still there, but after careful sensing, it seems to be much weaker than before, perhaps because it's just a soul transfer.

The bad news is that Master Zuo has always maintained his reversed life in front of others, but he himself does not know how to do it at all. If this is not resolved, he will be exposed... and may even lose his life!

Shocking! An unnamed demon possesses the body of the Great Ying Immortal, but is killed on the spot by the disciple of Sanyi!

If discovered, this will be the title of the latest news from Jianghu Xiaozhan!

"etc!"

"If this is the body of the Left Gate Master, then it will definitely 'regenerate in reverse'. And with my 'Heavenly Eye,' perhaps..."

With this thought in mind, Mingchen quickly activated his "Heavenly Eye" again and began to peruse the classic text of "Triple Rebirth".

start to learn.

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……

at the same time.

2003 years.

A rented house in Beicun Village, Baituqiu, Linzi, Shandong.

"here it is……"

Zuo Ruotong looked around and found herself in an unfamiliar room.

He didn't know why he was there. He tried to get up to check, but then realized something was wrong: "This isn't my body..."

Looking in the mirror opposite the bed, one sees a young man in his twenties with red lips, white teeth, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes, who looks quite spirited.

He had never seen this young man before, nor had he ever seen his clothes or the interior decorations. He frowned and looked puzzled.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the young man also seemed to be an extraordinary person, with Qi circulating within his body.

"Could it be some kind of tactic?"

He immediately became suspicious.

Calming her mind and observing inwardly, Zuo Ruotong raised an eyebrow: "She's really learned a wide variety of things, following the path of a hundred schools of art... Huh?"

Then he discovered something: a special Qi channel that ran through his entire body and connected with the body's meridians, quite mysterious...

"Is it an innate superpower?"

He follows this method of circulating Qi.

His eyes suddenly lit up!