Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul.

"Senior brother. Grandfather already told me, when are we leaving?" Lu Lin asked.

"Let's do it first thing tomorrow morning," Li Chang'an said.

What mode of transportation will you take?

"train."

Lu Lin said, "Trains are convenient, but what about your sword? Stations are very strict about controlling knives these days, it definitely won't pass security. It's a pity our Lu family doesn't have any weapon refiners, otherwise it would be much more convenient if we had a Devouring Pouch."

"Speaking of the Devouring Pouch, Grandpa helped us meet a few at the Heavenly Craft Hall, but we had to wait in line. It's been years, and it's still not our turn."

Li Chang'an nodded and said, "The demand for this kind of thing, the Devouring Pouch, is too great. Companies and major sects all need it. Tiangongtang has few people, so it's normal that it's slow to produce. But it's not a big problem. I have a way to get it through security."

"any solution?"

You'll find out then.

The next morning.

The two packed their bags, bid farewell to Lu Jin, left the Lu family compound, and headed to the train station.

Li Chang'an was still wearing a loose white robe from the Sanyi Sect, his white hair was casually tied back, and he carried a white travel bag on his back.

Lu Lin was dressed in all black and carrying a black travel bag.

When the two arrived at the train station, Li Chang'an's white hair was extremely conspicuous in the sunlight.

Passersby turned their heads to look, and several extremely bold young girls even thought he was a cosplayer who had run away from an anime convention, and excitedly ran up to ask for photos with him.

Li Chang'an did not refuse, and calmly gave a peace sign in front of the camera.

The two then passed through security smoothly and boarded the train.

They bought a soft sleeper compartment, which has four seats. To avoid disturbing others, Lu Lin and Li Chang'an also bought the other two seats, so the entire compartment was just the two of them.

After settling her luggage, Lu Lin sat on her berth and couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, we're all on the train now, where's your sword?"

Li Chang'an didn't speak, but pushed open the window, stretched out his hand, and beckoned with his finger: "Sword, come!"

"Whoosh!"

A white light flashed by and landed steadily in Li Chang'an's hand. When the light faded, it revealed an eight-sided Han sword that gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

Lu Lin stared at this scene in astonishment: "There's such a way? Senior brother, you're amazing!"

"Small idea."

Li Chang'an drew his sword from his backpack, sheathed it with a clang, and placed it diagonally into his backpack.

Soon, the train started moving with a clattering sound.

Li Chang'an took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the soft bed on the lower bunk, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

The train was noisy, so Li Chang'an could only engage in superficial meditation and observation, unable to enter the "living dead" state of cultivation as he had in the cave.

Meanwhile, Lu Lin, on the other hand, gave up after trying to enter a meditative state for a while. In this environment, the efficiency of entering a meditative state was very low. Rather than forcing herself into a meditative state, she might as well look at the scenery outside the window.

In recent years, public security in China has improved significantly. Even if there are occasional thefts on trains, they have nothing to do with the passengers in the sleeper carriages. They arrived at Fuzhou Station without any problems.

The site of Sanyi Gate is located deep in the mountains of Putian.

Back then, the railway connecting Fuzhou and Putian was not yet fully completed, so one had to transfer to a car.

The two walked out of the train station.

A row of taxis and private cars were parked outside the station, waiting for passengers.

The drivers leaned against the car doors in twos and threes, smoking.

Li Chang'an and Lu Lin found a middle-aged driver who looked kind, agreed on a price, and chartered a car to Putian.

The car was traveling on the highway and soon arrived in PT city.

"Senior brother, should we find a hotel in the city to rest for the night and then go into the mountains tomorrow?" Lu Lin said.

Li Chang'an looked at the streetlights flashing past the window and said, "There's no need. Let's go straight to the ancestral land."

They immediately negotiated with the driver, agreeing to double the price and pay a return surcharge to go to a new destination.

The driver was naturally happy to hear this, turned the steering wheel, and the car drove through PT city, then through several towns, before finally turning into the mountains.

With the widespread availability of mobile navigation, there's no longer any worry about getting lost. However, the further you go, the more remote the area becomes, with higher mountains, worse road conditions, and fewer people.

Chapter 110 Assault

It was already dark, and looking out the car window, all that could be seen were dark, towering rocks and dense forests.

In the back row, Li Chang'an was bored, so he simply took out the long sword from his backpack, placed it horizontally on his lap, closed his eyes, and began his daily refining.

The carriage was quiet. The driver reached out and turned on the radio, tuned to a music station, and started playing old Hokkien songs.

After a while, he felt that since the two people weren't talking, there was no point in listening to the music, so he turned off the radio and started looking at the two passengers in the rearview mirror.

After all, it's rare to see young people with such good looks and refined demeanor soliciting customers, and the two of them had a rather strange itinerary, going to the deep mountains and forests late at night.

Then he saw the sword on Li Chang'an's knee, gleaming brightly, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim light inside the car.

The driver glanced at the sword, then at the dark mountain road. In the middle of the night, two young men, carrying a gleaming long sword, were chartering a car to venture into the desolate wilderness...

He couldn't help but think of some suspense novels he often read, and swallowed hard.

Lu Lin noticed that the driver kept glancing at the rearview mirror, and his eyes looked strange, filled with fear.

Following the driver's gaze, I saw the magic sword on my senior brother's leg.

Lu Lin immediately realized that the driver was probably overthinking things.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Lu Lin coughed lightly and explained:

“Master, don’t be nervous. My senior brother is a cosplayer. He carries this prop sword with him to shoot outdoor scenes in the mountains.”

The driver paused for a moment, then realized: "So you're the one dressed up as an anime character, right?"

"Yes, that's it."

Upon hearing this, the driver immediately felt relieved. The white hair and long sword really did look like a cosplayer.

"So, which cartoon characters are you dressed up as?" he asked.

This stumped Lu Lin. He didn't watch anime either. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered that some of his female classmates often collected small cards of anime characters. Although she hadn't watched any anime, she remembered the names of a few of the characters.

"Do you know Sesshomaru from Inuyasha?"

The driver suddenly perked up: "I know, my daughter watches it at home every day, but isn't Inuyasha supposed to wear red clothes and have two dog ears on his head? You don't look like him at all."

Lu Lin's lips twitched: "It's another character inside, the one in red, the brother with the dog ears."

"Oh! I see. You young people really know how to have fun."

The driver nodded, then asked, "So what are you going to do in the mountains?"

Lu Lin thought for a moment: "Let's go camping in the mountains and take some photos."

"Camping? And spending the night in the mountains?"

The driver said very enthusiastically, "That place is very remote. It won't be easy for you to get a ride out tomorrow. How about we exchange phone numbers? Contact me after you've finished taking pictures tomorrow, and I'll drive in to pick you up."

"sure!"

"My phone number is..."

Once the conversation started, the driver was like a switch had been turned on, chattering on and on.

She started by talking about the anime her daughter liked, then moved on to the poor lychee harvest this year, and then from the lychees to a film crew that came to the mountains to shoot a movie a couple of years ago.

Lu Lin struggled to keep up, responding with mumbled "uh-huh" and occasionally glancing resentfully at Li Chang'an beside her.

My senior brother, on the other hand, just sat down, closed his eyes, and didn't look at or say anything. He left everything to me.

"Ah, right, right!"

Lu Lin was dealing with the driver, a somewhat stiff smile still on her face.

Just then, Li Chang'an, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and a blinding white light shone in his pupils.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Lin's expression changed. Almost instinctively, the Qi within her body surged wildly, and her full head of black hair instantly turned white.

Looking up, I saw more than a dozen throwing knives hurtling through the air, their blades shrouded in a bluish light, leaving more than a dozen blue trails in the darkness.

With a "sizzle," the roof of the car was sliced ​​diagonally by the blue light, leaving a huge, smooth, mirror-like cut.

Throwing knives pierced the car one after another. Li Chang'an knocked several away, but one of them still hit the driver in the front seat, severing his hand.

With a "splat," blood gushed out, splattering onto the windshield and flowing down the glass, covering most of the windshield.

He also knocked a throwing knife away with a single strike, piercing the fuel tank, and sparks from the blade scraping against the car's metal splashed onto the gasoline.

"Boom!"

Flames erupted from the fuel tank opening, and the entire car was instantly engulfed in a giant fireball.

The orange-red flames swirled and rose, illuminating the surroundings and sending waves of heat crashing down.

"boom!"

The burning car door was kicked open, and Lu Lin, her face ashen, jumped out of the inferno.

His black clothes had been burned through in several places, and he was holding a bloody severed arm in his hand, blood still dripping from the cut. It was the driver's hand.

Li Chang'an also emerged from the flames, his body enveloped in a thick layer of white qi. The flames swirled around his body but couldn't touch his skin.

He had the driver tucked around his waist. The driver had a broken arm and was curled up in a ball, screaming in agony as he clutched his severed arm.

Li Chang'an put the driver on the ground and looked up.

A dozen meters in the air, a man wearing tight pants, loafers, and sporting a punk hairstyle hovered steadily, hovering on two throwing knives, looking down at them.

Seeing Li Chang'an and Lu Lin emerge unharmed, a hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes.

Perhaps they felt that they were standing a dozen meters above the ground, and that the other party was helpless against them.

He grinned, extended his right hand, and beckoned to Li Chang'an and Lu Lin with a provocative gesture.

The next second, he felt a blur before his eyes, and his vision was suddenly enveloped by a blinding white light.

Those were Li Chang'an's eyes, radiating a blinding white light. In them, there was no anger, only pure, extreme killing intent.

Too fast! Li Chang'an's speed was too fast, so fast that even the non-mainstream man riding the throwing knives didn't have time to react before he was approached.

Li Chang'an became one with his sword, transforming into a straight white line.

The two figures passed each other briefly in mid-air.

Li Chang'an traced an arc in the air before landing steadily on the ground, his longsword pointing diagonally at the ground, crimson blood dripping down its blade.

The unconventional man in mid-air was still in a daze when he suddenly felt a chill on his right arm and left leg.

Looking down, I saw an arm and a leg falling down, the fingers of the arm still in a hooked gesture.

"This sounds so familiar!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at his body, only to discover that half of his body was gone.

"I……"

The next second, he lost his balance and fell like a kite with a broken string, leaving a trail of blood in the air before crashing heavily onto the grass.

As soon as she landed, Lu Lin, carrying only the severed arm, charged forward like a cheetah, grabbed the man's only remaining hand, twisted it behind his back, and pressed her knee against his spine, pinning him firmly to the ground.

Lu Lin's chest heaved violently, her eyes filled with shock, anger, and even a hint of fear at facing such a bloody scene for the first time.

But soon, the resolute look in his eyes overwhelmed all his emotions.

"Senior brother, this person has the ability to manipulate objects!"

"Interrogate him and find out why this bastard attacked us."

Li Chang'an left a sentence and turned to walk to the side of the driver with the missing arm.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the various chaotic and delusional thoughts rising in his mind, and allowing himself to enter a state of absolute rationality.

The driver's face was as white as paper; he had already fainted, but blood was still seeping from his severed arm.

Li Chang'an stretched out his fingers and tapped several acupoints on his shoulder, armpit, and collarbone.

Where the fingertip touches, the Qi penetrates into the skin and flesh, presses against the blood vessels, and stops the bleeding.