From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"It's a chemical substance."

Jiang Liu understood.

There are three methods in this world for processing objects with Qi: controlling objects, transforming objects, and refining objects.

The art of controlling objects involves nurturing objects with one's own Qi, enabling one to control them using one's own Qi. It is said that "sword immortals" and similar figures have cultivated this art of controlling objects.

Transforming objects also involves using Qi to nurture tools, which can enhance the tools' own abilities and unleash stronger combat power.

The final step in weapon crafting is to refine the weapon so that it possesses supernatural abilities similar to those of a superhuman.

Furthermore, the skill of manipulating and transforming objects is the foundation of weapon crafting.

From Jiang Liu's perspective, these three can also be compared to the cultivation of Qi by extraordinary individuals:

In the foundational stage of Qi cultivation, when an extraordinary person cultivates Qi, the ability to refine a trace of Qi within their body is equivalent to controlling objects.

Once the Ren and Du meridians are opened, it is similar to the transformation of matter;

Connecting all eight extraordinary meridians is equivalent to refining a weapon.

But objects are not like living things; they are ultimately inanimate objects. The key lies in the inherent characteristics of the object itself and the strength of the person who controls it.

The three steps of controlling objects, transforming objects, and refining weapons can be a gradual process of refining weapons. However, if one only takes one step and cultivates it to the peak, such as the Jia Family Village in the west, which is famous for controlling objects, one's control over objects is no less than the magical weapons refined by some weapon refiners.

Uncle Nine's whisk was nurtured through the means of transforming objects, but Jiang Liu never expected that it could also bear the worship power of all living beings.

The lineages of Taoism and Buddhism are truly interconnected and profound!

# Chapter 92 "Tai Chi Master Zhang Sanfeng"

Outside the county government office.

The bright moon shone high in the sky, making it clear to everyone.

Looking at the lanterns hanging above the county government office, Li Muxuan asked, "Are we just going to wait like this?"

"At present, the only option is to wait patiently for the rabbit to run into the tree stump."

Jiang Liu said, "Uncle Jiu and I went to that auspicious place before. The energy there has changed. Sister Jia Ting's grandfather has been turned into a zombie."

At this point, he glanced at Ren Jiating, and seeing that she remained unfazed, he continued, "The people of Yemaoshan are extremely vengeful, like venomous snakes in the grass, and quite patient, they can even wait for more than ten years."

One thing is certain.

That's because Master Ren paid my master to teach that feng shui master a lesson, and then forcibly bought that piece of land, and that's how this feud started.

According to the rules of the supernatural world, he should have gone to cause trouble for my master, but perhaps because he couldn't beat my master, or perhaps because he thought the main reason was Master Ren who wanted his land, he took Master Ren as the target of his revenge.

So, he decided to play along, selling the prime land to Master Ren while adopting a humble posture and offering him advice. He may have even feigned fear of further retaliation, thus using this opportunity to transform Master Ren into a zombie. Later, on the day of Kui Xing's (the star of death) reign, he opened the vault, bringing it back to light, hoping for Kui Xing's descent to earth to completely transform the corpse-devouring Gu, allowing it to merge with the corpse and become a corpse demon.

Upon learning that her grandfather's corpse was destined to transform into a corpse demon, Ren Jiating clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, "Grandpa passed away a long time ago, I don't remember much..."

My father's forceful acquisition of property was indeed wrong, but that feng shui master was also despicable. Was it really necessary to haggle so much with an ordinary person?

Lin Jiu sighed, "This is why the Wild Maoshan people are criticized. They are all narrow-minded. If someone accidentally trips and falls, and someone sees it and even laughs, they will secretly teach that person a lesson."

For example, in the story "Planting Pears" from *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio*, scholars and writers say it satirizes a villager who, being rich, is heartless and unwilling to help the poor. However, in their enjoyment of the spectacle, they forget their own livelihood, to the point that they don't even realize they have an axe or saw to their throats…

But that Taoist priest was from Yemaoshan; he simply gave away all the pears the seller had sold for free because the seller hadn't given him a single pear.

indeed.

He's just a pear seller from the countryside; how can he be considered rich and heartless?

No matter how heartless someone is, at most they'll just call them "stingy."

Again.

In their pursuit of speed in cultivation, the people of Yemaoshan lost patience to practice the orthodox methods, turned to unorthodox methods, and eventually went astray! However, they achieved the ultimate in the path of "mental clarity".

If someone refuses to give you a pear, you squander all of their pears, using other people's money to gain personal fame.

The feng shui master was the same; in order to get revenge on Master Ren, he turned the tables and endured for decades without hesitation!

If this perseverance of "revenge" were used for the righteous cause, one's cultivation and realm would have already been elevated!

"The rouge, when used in orthodox methods, is to invigorate blood and qi and enhance male potency; when used in unorthodox methods, it is to extract the qi and blood of others for the purpose of cultivating unorthodox techniques," Lin Jiu said.

"Is aphrodisiacs the right way?"

Li Muxuan looked puzzled.

"To reproduce and procreate is the right way."

Lin Jiu flicked his whisk, not dwelling on the topic, and instead brought up Rouge, saying, "If that evil magic is activated, the incantation engraved on this whisk will surely respond."

But after just one night, the whisk did not react.

The county government office opened its doors, and Ren Wei led his soldiers out on patrol. However, he looked somewhat weak, as if he had been exhausted the night before!

"They didn't make a move?"

Lin Jiu asked in surprise, "The person behind that Sister Hua you mentioned probably doesn't want to use Ren Wei's Qi and blood to cultivate evil arts, but rather to use his Qi and blood as the source for the refined corpse, so as to take revenge on him afterward—has this kid really offended the strange people who have come to Renjia Town in the past few days?"

In his view, everyone's Qi (vital energy) is different, even twins are not the same.

Marked by Ren Wei's Qi and blood, the zombies created will also target Ren Wei.

therefore.

He believed that the strange person who had his eye on Ren Wei was not the same person as the feng shui master.

Lin Jiu was more authoritative in this regard, and Jiang Liu and the others naturally trusted him.

So, for the next two days, the five men split into two teams and took turns guarding him. They found that Ren Wei was still fine, but his face was getting more and more haggard, probably because he was exhausted.

However, in Lin Jiu's view, Ren Wei's primordial yang could not be considered to have been taken away.

At most, it's just a lack of self-control that has made my body a little weak.

In the eyes of cultivators, there are two kinds of essence: one is innate essence, which is used to refine essence into qi; the other is acquired essence, which is used for procreation.

Ordinary sexual intercourse between men and women does not deplete one's innate essence, thus preventing the loss of primordial yang.

That's just an exaggerated description in stories and novels.

Those who practice Buddhism also need to pass on their lineage. In Buddhism, most of the extraordinary individuals, except those who are orphans from childhood and adopted by temples, leave behind descendants before truly becoming monks.

Day three.

This was also the day the Ren family moved their graves.

Lin Jiu had actually considered changing the date of the grave relocation to avoid opening the coffin on the day Kui Xing was in charge, but in order to discuss this matter, Master Ren had invited him to drink Western tea beforehand.

Making last-minute changes would damage our reputation.

Moreover, Lin Jiu had also tried to contact Ren Fa in the past two days, but after meeting Lin Jiu, Ren Fa would simply say hello and then leave in a hurry, too busy to have any time to chat with him.

Therefore, on this day, Lin Jiu could only lead Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to accompany Ren Fa to that auspicious place, heading towards the hillside where Old Master Ren's tomb was located.

In this area, besides the luxurious tomb of Old Master Ren, there are eight other tombs scattered around.

"Ok?"

These eight graves, some near water and some against mountains, appear to be standing haphazardly without any pattern, but in fact they correspond to the eight trigrams of this feng shui layout.

Lin Jiu felt a chill in his heart.

Previously, when Jiang Liu and I came to explore this area, we didn't visit the burial site due to taboos. However, we didn't expect there to be eight other graves here.

When Lin Jiu arrived at Old Master Ren's grave, he made a point of walking past two of the graves and noticed that the names inscribed on the tombstones were all surnamed Dong.

Jiang Liu also noticed this scene and asked Ren Fa, who was walking at the front, "Master Ren, is that feng shui master surnamed Dong?"

"That's right, his surname is Dong."

Seeing Jiang Liu's curiosity, Ren Fa casually replied, "His name is Dong Tianbao."

Dong Tianbao?

Upon hearing the name, Jiang Liu was taken aback, inexplicably thinking of the story of "Tai Chi Master Zhang Sanfeng," but then realized that it was probably just a case of the same name.

Ren Fa continued, "I heard people say that Dong Tianbao's ancestors had some grudges with Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang. All his descendants, as long as they were the eldest sons born of the legitimate wife, had to be named 'Dong Tianbao,' so that the descendants of Wudang would remember this name forever."

Jiang Liu: "..."

He now believes that the plot of "Tai Chi Master" may have actually occurred in the past history of "Under One Man," but there must be some differences in the details.

# Chapter 93 Always Leave a Way Out? No! It's about being courteous first, then resorting to force!

Standing before the grave of the old master, Li Muxuan looked at its much larger scale than ordinary graves, which resembled a small courtyard, and muttered to himself, "He's just dead, why build such a grand structure?"

Lu Jin nudged him, signaling him not to say anything inappropriate in this situation.

"Humph!"

Li Muxuan was stubborn, but he knew the situation and didn't actually go against Lu Jin this time.

Looking at Old Master Ren's grave, Lin Jiu said, "The burial site here is also very good, Old Master Ren. It's covered with snowflakes, so let's bury him upright?"

"This is amazing!"

Ren Fa gave Lin Jiu a thumbs up, "That feng shui master said that if the snow covers the roof and the ancestors are buried upright, the descendants will definitely be great."

"Is it good or not?"

Lin Jiu asked meaningfully.

"We still lost quite a bit."

Ren Fa shook his head and sighed.

“I also know the origin of your burial site. That feng shui master must have been holding a grudge.”

Lin Jiu couldn't tell Ren Fa directly about the zombies, since Ren Fa was also superstitious. Recently, the Ren family's business had been getting worse and worse, and he had lost his patience. To be honest, he wouldn't believe it and would think that Lin Jiu was being disrespectful. He might even seek help from other people.

Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.

This is a Buddhist saying.