Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"Dog Hedgehog, you are really good at falling!"

Lu Jin gritted his teeth angrily. It was uncomfortable to be slapped away by the nine-headed lion, but it was even more heart-wrenching to be used as a meat pad for Lu Ci.

He kicked Lu Ci away and got out of the human-shaped hole.

The nine-headed lion was not far away. Instead of continuing to attack, it was yawning, looking like a cat and mouse.

At the same time, the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain who were arriving one after another were standing on both sides, all looking surprised and somewhat confused about the situation.

As soon as they came over, they saw Senior Brother Zhiwei riding a lion with nine heads and beating two distinguished guests, Lu Ci and Lu Jin.

One side is a senior brother.

One party is a distinguished guest.

If the senior brother is beaten, then they will definitely go over to help the senior brother.

But now it is the senior brother who is beating up the distinguished guests. It would be presumptuous to help him. They are cultivators, not underworld.

But soon, one of them noticed something strange, pointed at Zhang Zhiwei’s mount and said:

"Have you noticed that the thing that Senior Brother Zhiwei is riding...how...how does it look a bit like...Nine...Nine Spirits Yuansheng?"

Another Taoist priest said: "They are very similar, but isn't the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng the mount of Taiyi Ku Tianzun and Dongji Qinghua Emperor? How come it appears under Senior Brother Zhiwei?"

Another Taoist priest said: "Have you forgotten? There were rumors before that Brother Zhiwei was the reincarnation of Emperor Qinghua of the East, which is why he is so extraordinary. Could this rumor be true?"

"It should be true. Senior Brother Zhiwei has even ridden the Nine Spirits Yuansheng. Is it still false?!"

"Then what should we call Senior Brother Wei? Should we continue to call him Senior Brother, or Tianzun? Great Emperor? Emperor?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? No matter who is reincarnated, he is now our senior brother!"

Tian Jinzhong also came, standing in the crowd and said with determination.

Zhang Huaiyi also mingled in the crowd, listening to the conversations among his peers, his face full of doubts, and his heart murmuring, is the reincarnation of the emperor true or false?

But soon, he suppressed this thought.

Because he found that the nine-headed lion was very strong, and even he couldn't say that he could win it safely.

I can't beat my senior brother, and I can't beat his mount...

Zhang Huaiyi took a deep breath and concentrated on watching the battle between Lu Jin Lu Ci and the nine-headed lion.

Strictly speaking, this is not a battle, but more like a game of cat and mouse. Lu Jin and Lu Ci are mice, and they are beaten away by the cat, the nine-headed lion, again and again.

The cat is not in a hurry to kill, so the mouse still has a chance to fight back, but the counterattack has little effect and is dispensable.

Lu Jin's condition is better. He has a reverse life protection. Although he is beaten away time and time again and is in a miserable state, he is very tenacious, just like a weakling who cannot be beaten to death.

But Lu Ci couldn't do it. Ruyi Jin's ability to protect himself was average. If he was patted around like Lu Jin, he would probably turn into a puddle of minced meat.

"Although Niisheng has obvious shortcomings, his strengths are also obvious!"

Lu Ci sighed, and tried several times with Ruyi Jin Zhenjin, but it had no effect. On the contrary, it was full of dangers. He also knew in his heart that there was a big difference between him and Senior Brother Zhang's mounts.

This couldn't help but make him feel a little frustrated, and he wanted to surrender and stop fighting, but Lu Jin still acted like a fool, rushing over again and again, only to be knocked away again and again.

In this case, if he surrenders, where will he lose his face?

From now on, in front of Lu Jin, you still have to bury your head in your crotch?

People compete for a breath, and Buddhas compete for a stick of incense. Lu Jin refused to retreat, and Lu Ci could only grit his teeth and push forward.

Little did he know that at this time, the decent man Lu Jin also had the same idea as him.

With this mentality, the two of them persisted for several rounds in succession, like a mantis holding a chariot.

In the end, Lu Ci's legs were broken and she was curled up on the ground unable to move. Every part of her body was in pain.

Lu Jin, who had been standing in front and had received the most severe beatings, was knocked out of the reverse state at some point and fainted to the ground.

With a thought in his mind, Zhang Zhiwei put away his magical power, and the nine lions slowly disappeared, like shadows in a dream.

He walked up to Lu Jin and checked Lu Jin's condition. Lu Jin had a reverse life protection and was not seriously injured.

He injected a red Qi into Lu Jin's body.

Lu Jin's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyelids moved slightly, and he was about to wake up.

He walked up to Lu Ci again. Lu Ci did not faint, but was lying on the ground unable to move.

"Hedgehog, how do you feel? Do you feel good about fighting?" Zhang Zhiwei said while pouring the Qi of Red Hand into his body.

As Qi breath entered his body and he felt his injuries rapidly improving, Lu Ci took a deep breath, his face began to soften, and he said:

"Sure enough, the competition in reality and the competition in the interior are two completely different feelings."

He sparred with the "National Master" in the entrance space, and even though he was beaten to death several times, he could still keep his spirit and continue to charge forward with gritted teeth.

In reality, he was roared by the nine-headed lion until his breath was trembling, and he was slapped so many times that his internal organs were damaged, his muscles and bones were broken, and most of the anger in his heart was released at once.

"Everything in the interior looks real, but in fact it's just a mirror image, far from reality." Zhang Zhiwei said: "If you can become a master by practicing in the interior, wouldn't the warlocks be invincible?"

After Lu Ci was cured, Zhang Zhiwei took back his Qi and said:

"By the way, Erbi, the nine-headed lion just now is an enhanced version. I also have a weakened version. Do you and Lao Lu want to try it again?"

Lu Jin was already awake and his eyes were half-opened. When he heard these words, he quickly closed them again and fainted.

He didn't want to suffer this kind of torture again.

A weakened version of the nine-headed lion... Zhang Huaiyi, who was in the crowd at the back, kept muttering in his heart. He did want to get involved, but he didn't want to fight an uncertain battle.

For example, he was not completely sure about the nine lions just now, so he just stood in the crowd and watched from a distance, without any idea of ​​going up and giving it a try.

Zhang Huaiyi thought to himself, how much weaker this weakened version is is still a question. In order to avoid failure like Lu Mang and Hedgehog, it is best to let them try the water again...

He looked at Lu Ci not far away, expecting him to go to Lei.

But unexpectedly, when Lu Ci heard that there was a weakened version, not only was he not moved, but his head shook rapidly and he refused simply.

The strength of the nine lions just now was there. Even if they were weaker, they probably wouldn't be much weaker. He didn't want to be beaten half to death again.

Most importantly, he gained nothing.

When fighting the "National Master" in the interior scenes, the "National Master" will also feed them moves and give them some pointers.

But when fighting against those nine lions, the opponent would just act like a cat playing with a mouse, slapping them away here and there, without any nutrition.

He really wants to make progress, but he doesn't want to be abused, especially meaningless abuse.

Lu Ci refused. Without someone to test the waters for him, Zhang Huaiyi gave up the idea.

Seeing Lu Ci's first refusal, Lu Jin woke up slowly, stood up, hugged Zhang Zhiwei and said:

"As expected of Senior Brother Zhang, I am willing to be the inferior."

Zhang Zhiwei also returned the dignity that Lu Jin wanted, clasped his hands and said:

"Promise, accept, accept!"

Seeing that things here were over, a group of Taoist priests couldn't wait to come over and ask.

"Senior Brother Zhiwei, what happened to that Nine-Headed...Nine-Ling Yuansheng you just had? He is so majestic!"

"Yes, yes, senior brother Zhiwei, are you really the reincarnation of Emperor Qinghua of Dongji?"

"Are we going to call you Emperor from now on?"

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"I am who I am, your senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, a disciple of the master, a member of the Heavenly Path, and I can also be the leader of the Heavenly Path, but..."

Zhang Zhiwei said in a deep voice: "I am not the reincarnation of the Qinghua Emperor of the East. As for why I have this lion..."

He briefly explained the matter of the Godhead Mask.

It was rare for everyone to see Zhang Zhiwei so serious, and they knew the reason. Although they were surprised that there could be such a coincidence in the world, they did not discuss the matter too much.

Everyone stayed together, chatted for a while, and then went to do their own things.

Only five people, Tian Jinzhong, Zhang Huaiyi, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and Zhang Zhiwei, were left present.

"Senior brother, you really have some ideas for playing yourself as a godhead!"

After listening to Zhang Zhiwei's explanation, even Zhang Huaiyi had to marvel at the wonderfulness of Zhang Zhiwei's idea.

"What, you want to learn?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

Zhang Huaiyi said: "I have some ideas, but I don't follow the path of incense belief. Even if I play myself, there will be no improvement, right?"

"As for what you said, senior brother, our lives are one... if we unite, we will benefit both, and if we separate, we will harm both. This is indeed good, but that is only for you, senior brother."

Zhang Huaiyi analyzed: "Our life cultivation is far inferior to yours, and our improvement efficiency is not as good as yours. If the soul and body are gathered together, the advantage of both being prosperous will not be obvious in a short time, but the loss of both will be immediate."

"Just like the injuries Hedgehog and Lao Lu suffered just now, even without your treatment, senior brother, based on their recovery ability, they can recover in as little as one or two months, or as much as half a year."

"But if they are one and the same, the injuries just now will not only severely damage their bodies, but also their souls. This kind of injury is not simple, and they may die on the spot."

Zhang Huaiyi briefly analyzed the gains and losses.

He has always been a very sensible person, and what suits Zhang Zhiwei may not necessarily suit him.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others were eager to give it a try, but after hearing what Zhang Huaiyi said, they immediately stopped and no longer had this idea.

Physical trauma can often be endured with perseverance.

But the pain in the soul is beyond the endurance of ordinary people.

Especially Lu Ci, he was more focused on Qi training and not much physical training. He only improved after learning the hoeing skill.

If the soul is fixed on the body, even if he only receives a heavy blow, his soul may be shaken.

If an arm is broken, in addition to enduring the pain of a broken arm, he will also have to endure the pain of tearing his soul. He is afraid that he will collapse directly.

The most important thing is that it is still difficult to achieve this step. The difficulty is high and the benefits are small, so I can only give up, at least for the time being.

"When you say that, it seems so!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, life and life are one, which not only strengthens life, but also increases risks.

"But..." Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Huaiyi and continued: "It doesn't matter whether life and life are unified. You can still try to act yourself, because you actually have a belief in incense."

"Do I have faith?!" Zhang Huaiyi was stunned and confused, "Where do I get my faith?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Wang Ai established the Tiantong Sect in the Demon City. There are quite a lot of believers and the incense is very strong. He also made up a messy god system based on a group of us. You are also a part of it. of."

"Do I have a share?" Zhang Huaiyi was very surprised, thought for a while, and said:

"Speaking of which, when we were in the Magic City, he once asked me about this. My suggestion to him was that the church would respect you as the most important and would not involve other gods. How could I be included?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "He also told me about this, but I rejected this idea. The main purpose of my Tiantong Church is not to achieve myself."

"So, I asked Wang Ai to arrange a so-called priesthood for you and himself. Although it is useless now, it may be used in the future."

"You can also use the godhood mask to play yourself, and then try to accept the part of the faith of the Tiantong Church with yourself to see if it can work?"

After listening to what Zhang Zhiwei said, the eyes of the other people lit up.

"Brother, have you accepted it?" Zhang Huaiyi asked hurriedly.

"Not yet, I plan to wait for it to brew for a while before I do it!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Although he has been absorbing the power of faith, he has not used the godhood mask to reshape his mask.

The mask of ordinary actors is the face of the gods. At first, it is just heavy makeup, and then it will become a face mask.

Zhang Zhiwei's mask is his own face, that is, himself.

Normally, actors have several abilities, but Zhang Zhiwei, who plays himself, has only one ability, the ability of the Delusion Breaking Divine Eye, even though he has reached the third level.

The reason for this is that when he was in the mask, his faith was very low and few people believed in him, so he only had one ability.

Later, more people believed in him, but he never used these beliefs to re-ink his mask, so no magical powers were born.

But this does not mean that these magical powers are not there, they are there, and Zhang Zhiwei can take them at any time if he wants.

It's just that he didn't, he was going to let the faith float for a while.

You know, the more people believe in it, the higher the priesthood, and the more powerful the magical powers born.

The reason why his Delusion Breaking Divine Eye appeared was because after he turned on the golden light, his whole body was covered with golden light, leaving only a pair of bright eyes like big stars, so those believers imagined that his eyes had incredible abilities.

Although the Delusion Breaking Divine Eye is very useful, and as his strength grows and his faith increases, the power of the Divine Eye is also getting stronger.

But its birth is very dramatic and uncontrollable. Zhang Zhiwei doesn't know what kind of magical power he can get by constructing it now, so he has never tried it.

He plans to wait until Wang Ai's Tiantong Church has achieved initial results before constructing and receiving it.

In that case, the magical power obtained will be within the scope of the priesthood, so at least it won't be a mess.

"By the way, senior brother," Zhang Huaiyi asked, "what priesthood did Fatty Wang get for me?"

He was a little moved. He has always been eager for strength, and naturally he will not give up such an opportunity.

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it and said, "Fatty Wang said that you have big ears, so I made you an ability to listen to all directions with big ears, and you can sit and listen to everything in the world."