Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 32 Three Madmen in the Back Mountain, A Strange Tales After Madness?

On the mountain path leading to the back of Wudang Mountain, Zhou Meng carried a kerosene lamp and led Lü Qian, the two walking one after the other along the path towards the back of the mountain.

Lu Qian looked up at the increasingly lush forest around him and began to have some guesses about where they would go next.

The cave on the back mountain is where Lu, Fang, and Hong, three old men from Wudang who went mad because of the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, were trapped.

"Grand Tutor, where are we going?"

Thinking to himself, Lü Qian still looked puzzled. He looked up at Zhou Meng's back as he walked ahead and asked.

"I'll take you to meet the three fellow disciples of the Grand Master. They, like you, have come into contact with Feng Hou Qi Men, but unfortunately, they have gone mad."

As Zhou Meng walked along the mountain path, his eyes fixed on the steps beneath his feet, he said with his back to Lü Qian, "I brought you here to see them so that they would know that the Feng Hou Qi Men technique has been passed down, thus fulfilling their wishes and easing their obsession."

"Secondly, and this is my true purpose for coming here, I want you to learn from their mistakes. Although I don't understand Feng Hou Qi Men, I am very aware of its dangers, and you must not make a mistake."

Listening to Zhou Meng's explanation, Lü Qian nodded, feeling Zhou Meng's care for him.

Zhou Meng was actually very conflicted about "Feng Hou Qi Men".

On the one hand, he wanted to pass on this unique skill to Wudang and enrich its cultural heritage.

On the other hand, seeing his three fellow disciples trapped in their own worlds and unable to extricate themselves from the madness of Feng Hou Qi Men over the years, he felt regret and fear, and did not want to take such a big risk just to pass on a skill whose purpose was unknown.

Another point is that Zhou Meng also couldn't let go of his desire for "Feng Hou Qi Men". He also longed to see the Feng Hou Tu, but the heavy responsibility of Wudang and the tragic state of his fellow disciples made it impossible for him to give up everything to try for that possibility.

If he were to fall into the trap of Feng Hou Qi Men, then the entire Wudang sect would truly be leaderless.

With mixed feelings, Zhou Meng looked up at the cave in the woods not far away, and his pace unconsciously slowed down.

"Xiao Qian, we're almost there. Stay close to the Grand Tutor and don't make a sound."

Zhou Meng stood there, lost in thought. After a while, he led Lü Qian toward the dark cave entrance, giving Lü Qian a serious instruction.

"Da da da..."

Upon entering the cave, the sound of their footsteps echoed in the dim environment. The sunlight was blocked just three feet from the entrance, making the cave seem even more secluded and mysterious, with no end in sight.

"Snap!"

Zhou Meng lit the kerosene lamp in his hand, illuminating a small part of the space inside the cave, and a path led straight from the entrance into the depths.

"Let's go."

After saying that, Zhou Meng, carrying a kerosene lamp, led Lü Qian along the path into the cave.

The cave was winding, and Lü Qian followed Zhou Meng around several corners before seeing light appear ahead, and an old voice came from inside.

"Senior brother, it's not lunchtime yet! Why are you here again?"

"Oh, you brought someone with you? What, Senior Brother, do you want him to learn Feng Hou Qi Men? Or are you just having him serve us three a treat?"

"Hahaha......"

The voice coming from the cave soon broke into wild laughter again. Hearing the chaotic words, one could tell that the person inside was seriously ill, probably practicing some kind of madman's strange technique.

"Junior Brother Hongyin, you're awake?"

Zhou Meng remained calm and was not surprised by Lü Qian's mad words. He led Lü Qian around the bend and into a spacious stone chamber.

Lü Qian followed Zhou Meng into the stone chamber, which seemed to be a space naturally formed inside the mountain, used by Wudang disciples for seclusion.

The stone chamber was very spacious, with several stalactite pillars hanging overhead and stalagmites on the ground.

Deep within this space, there is a spacious, flat platform, presumably where Wudang disciples cultivate. At this moment, three ragged, withered old men are sitting cross-legged on this platform.

These three old men were none other than the three brothers Lu, Fang, and Hong, who were trapped in this place. They sat on the stage with white hair and beards and hunched backs.

Of the three, the two sitting on the sides had their heads bowed deeply, while only the old man in the middle stared intently at Zhou Meng and Lü Qian, who were carrying lanterns as they entered.

"Awake? Of course I'm awake, I can't possibly be awake anymore! Senior brother, I've mastered it, I've mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men, all the changes in this world are within my grasp."

Hong Yin tilted his head and looked at Zhou Meng and the other man. He said loudly, "Since that's the case, let me show you the [Separation Character • Blazing Flame]!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many flames suddenly lit up inside the cave, illuminating the stone chamber.

"Hehe! Look, this is Feng Hou Qi Men! Transform me into king! I, the Daoist, have succeeded!"

Hong Yin sat madly on the stone platform, his dark eyes excitedly surveying the surrounding flames.

"Wait, something's missing! Where's the wind I needed? Hmm? Could it be that I haven't mastered the wind yet? Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

As he looked at it, he suddenly frowned, and then frantically covered his head.

Zhou Meng and Lü Qian stood quietly watching Hong Yin go mad. When they felt the time was right, Zhou Meng spoke up, "Junior brother, someone has successfully inherited the Feng Hou title."

Upon hearing this, Hong Yin immediately stopped all movement and froze on the spot. Then he lowered his hand and stared intently at Zhou Meng with his dark eyes, asking, "Who? Are you from Wudang?"

"My great-grand-disciple, Lü Qian, why don't you quickly pay your respects to your Grandmaster Uncle Hongyin?"

Zhou Meng pointed to Lü Qian behind him, while clearing the view that Hong Yin was blocking so that he could see Lü Qian.

"Disciple Lü Qian of Wudang greets Grandmaster Uncle Hongyin."

Lu Qian looked at the old man staring intently at him from a distance and bowed to him.

"boom!"

However, Lu Qian was not met with Hong Yin's words, but with a huge flame.

The fireball, about two feet in diameter, flew rapidly from Hong Yin's direction toward Lü Qian.

The heat wave hitting him told Lü Qian that this was not an illusion. He quickly took a few steps back, and at the same time, he turned to the side and used his Tai Chi strength to deflect the incoming fireball and throw it to the side.

"Who wants to see your two lousy punches? I want to see Feng Hou Qi Men! Qi Men!"

Before Lü Qian could even ask a question, Hong Yin's furious voice rang out from inside the cave.

【The character "巽" (Xun) signifies the merits of sandalwood.

As soon as he finished speaking, several wooden vines suddenly sprouted from the ground inside the cave and attacked Lü Qian.

"But I just started using this thing today, and I'm not proficient at it yet. Besides, I'm not a sorcerer!"

Lu Qian jumped high and dodged to the side.

The sharp wooden vines poked several deep holes in the ground where Lü Qian had just stood.

"You know how to open the central palace and set the pattern, right? Also, since you've learned Feng Hou, show me how to change the pattern first."

【Kun Character • Earth River Chariot】

Hong Yin's voice grew increasingly impatient as he summoned another earth dragon that hurtled towards Lü Qian at high speed.

"I'll give it a try, open it!"

Lu Qian descended from the air, standing on one leg in a straitened stance, and instantly a strange formation was created beneath his feet, rotating and expanding to a radius of about eight feet.

Lu Qian stood in the central palace and waved his sleeve at the approaching earthen chariot. A ten-foot-high earthen wall rose up in front of him, blocking the earthen chariot.

"That's it! That's it! Hahaha... This time it's really right! Hahahaha..."

Hong Yin's loud laughter came from behind the earthen wall. He looked at the Qimen formation that was constantly rotating under Lü Qian's feet and laughed loudly.

Zhou Meng, carrying a lantern, stood nearby, looking on with a satisfied smile at the changing landscape beneath Lü Qian's feet.

"Feng Hou! Feng Hou! Our Wudang tradition has been passed down! Passed down!"

Just as Hong Yin was laughing and about to take another look at the seemingly normal working pattern under Lü Qian's feet, Lü Qian suddenly withdrew the Qimen.

"Hmm? Kid, why did you put it away? I haven't had enough yet! Open it again, open it again..."

He urged Lü Qian, wanting him to set up another game so that he could see things clearly.

"Grandmaster, Grandmaster Uncle, I have a feeling something is wrong."

Lu Qian leaped out from behind the stone wall and stood there, looking down at the elderly men below. He asked doubtfully, "Are you sure this is the correct way to use Feng Hou Qi Men? Something feels off to me."

"What are you saying, brat? I've been immersed in Feng Hou Qi Men for decades. Do you think I know less than someone like you who's just started learning Qi Men?"

Hong Yin sat on the stone platform and yelled at Lü Qian, "Hurry up, I want to see how your Feng Hou Qi Men is different from mine."

"No matter how much you know, I haven't seen you truly master this Feng Hou Qi Men!"

Lu Qian retorted to Hong Yin without any politeness, directly targeting the source of Hong Yin's lifelong pain.

This old bastard, he's not even my own personal tutor, yet he meddles in everything.

Hong Yin was furious when he saw Lü Qian sitting on the stone wall, swinging his legs and acting indifferent. He looked at Zhou Meng, who was smiling to the side, and asked him angrily.

"Hey, you brat... Senior brother, does Wudang Mountain not even pick and choose its disciples anymore?"

"How did we end up with such a troublemaker?"

"Hehe, his surname is Lü, and his great-grandfather was Lü Ci."

Zhou Meng, holding up a kerosene lamp, said something with a smile that immediately made Hong Yin's face turn extremely ugly.

"That mad dog from the Lü family?"

"Yes, that's my great-grandfather!"

Lu Qian, who was sitting on the stone wall, stood up, pointed at himself, and shouted to Hong Yin.

"Okay, okay, that prickly energy is just like it."

Hong Yin moved her lips, but in the end, she could only helplessly extinguish the anger in her heart.