The old man suddenly realized that the spiritual energy within him had been suppressed, making it impossible to mobilize or circulate it. This shocked him greatly, and he immediately suspected Shui Miao, as well as the Witch Cult.
“Was it you?”
The old man grabbed Shui Miao’s arm. If Shui Miao resisted by channeling his spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Elder, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you?”
It wasn’t time to reveal his intentions yet, so Shui Miao didn’t resist at all. Instead, he pretended to know nothing and stared blankly at the old man.
Seeing Shui Miao’s confusion and lack of resistance, the old man reconsidered and dismissed his suspicion of Shui Miao. He released his grip and said, “It’s nothing. Perhaps there’s something wrong with the wine—I might have been tricked. It could very well be the work of the Witch Cult. Young man, could you guard me while I dispel the evil energy inside me? Once I’m done, we can deal with those women from the Witch Cult together.”
“Elder, I think it’s better if I handle this alone.” Shui Miao scratched his head, thinking to himself that he could go find some women for dual cultivation. What would he do with an old man tagging along? Those in the know might think it was a group activity, while those unaware might assume it was some father-son bonding. “By the way, Elder, your symptoms seem like those from counterfeit alcohol. You should try to vomit what you just drank. Like this—use your fingers to tickle your throat, and you’ll throw up…”
Shui Miao demonstrated very seriously.
Seeing Shui Miao act like this, the old man was slightly taken aback. He felt that Shui Miao was just a young brat who wanted to have some fun at the Witch Cult. Moreover, Shui Miao looked to be in his early twenties with delicate skin, appearing every bit the rich young master. How could he possibly have mastered dark arts? Even if he had, he definitely wouldn’t be this powerful.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t about counterfeit alcohol. I have some history with the Witch Cult—they might have tampered with the wine and cast some dark magic. Since fate has brought us together and you’re interested in Daoist arts, if you guard me until dawn, I’ll give you my notebook. It contains not only knowledge about cultivation but also extensive information on Feng Shui arrays. Consider it a favor—just guard me from now until daybreak.” As he spoke, the old man retrieved a black wooden box from under the bed, took out a book, and handed it to Shui Miao. Then, he pulled out a replica shotgun from under the bed and led Shui Miao outside to a small mound. After giving a few more instructions, the old man went over to a bush, lifted a wooden board covering a hole, and climbed down into the underground hideout.
Sure enough, there was indeed an underground hideout.
The wine and roast duck were part of his stored supplies.
The old man’s movements were noticeably less agile than before. As soon as he descended into the hideout, he immediately began meditating to circulate his energy and expel the abnormal spiritual force inside him.
Shui Miao looked around curiously and then opened the notebook.
Under the vast night sky, an ordinary person would hardly be able to see what was written in the notebook, but Shui Miao’s vision was exceptional, allowing him to clearly read the text.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old guy has really delved deep into the study of water-based spiritual energy. He’s actually figured out such intricate transformation techniques. Interesting, truly interesting!”
“By combining spiritual power and energy, one can create things that appear incredibly real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao grew excited and followed the method described, conjuring a large peach.
“Haha…”
Shui Miao laughed, and with a thought, the peach instantly disintegrated, transforming back into spiritual energy that he reabsorbed.
Unfortunately, there were too few insights into Daoist arts.
The notebook was filled with detailed accounts of Feng Shui anecdotes, the old man’s profound insights, and a variety of Feng Shui arrangements and formations.
Since the old man had meticulously documented everything, Shui Miao read with unwavering concentration. After several hours of deep immersion, as the first light of dawn broke, Shui Miao closed the notebook, shut his eyes, and pondered the old man’s profound insights. Integrating them with his own understanding of Feng Shui, he suddenly opened his eyes with excitement and exclaimed, “I’ve got it! The most formidable force in this world is the power of Feng Shui. The principles of Feng Shui are, in fact, the secrets of the universe’s laws. By mastering them, one can employ Feng Shui arrays to harness the forces of nature for their own purposes. Feng Shui arrays can not only attract natural fortune but also command natural malevolence! In other words, I can use Feng Shui arrays to aid people, but I can also use them to destroy!”
Shui Miao was thrilled because he had glimpsed the profound secrets of Feng Shui.
Given time, once he mastered Feng Shui arrays, he could establish a grand Feng Shui formation to confront that Supreme Wuji Deity.
Shui Miao never expected that his accidental arrival here would lead to such an unexpected gain.
“Hmm?”
Amid his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly remembered the old man. It was already dawn, so why hadn’t he emerged from the hideout yet?
“Click!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering this, the old man pushed open the wooden board and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked utterly dejected.
He sat on a nearby rock, sighing heavily. Shui Miao walked over and asked, “Elder, what’s wrong?”
“Ah!”
The old man sighed heavily again. “This is trouble. I don’t know what dark magic those Witch Cult sorceresses used, but I exhausted all my spiritual energy and only managed to dispel a tiny bit of the evil energy. Now I can’t use any spiritual energy at all. The time for pinpointing the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is almost here, but I can’t do it. Those people will definitely not let me off. I have to leave—I need to flee far away. Otherwise, they’ll surely kill me.”
The more he spoke, the more frightened he became. He stood up and went into the hideout to pack his belongings.
“Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Isn’t it just about pinpointing the acupoint? I can help you with that!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the hideout, lay down on the ground, and peered inside. To his surprise, the hideout was actually a modified shipping container.
How could there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced. The container definitely wasn’t something the old man brought here himself—it must belong to the owner of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“With your limited skills, you want to pinpoint the acupoint?” The old man shook his head, picked up a large backpack, and started stuffing it with food. “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This is not a good place. If you run into those people, they’ll surely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
Mention of the car sparked an idea in Shui Miao’s mind. “Elder, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“Right! How could I forget about the car!”
The old man suddenly came to his senses, quickly grabbed his half-filled backpack, and climbed out of the hideout. “Young man, if you take me with you, I’ll teach you some real skills later.”
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao chuckled. “Elder, I was just about to bring that up. It’s not difficult for me to take you away, but you must teach me how to pinpoint the acupoint. Your notebook has everything except that. The opportunity is right here. Since we’re leaving anyway, why not teach me how to pinpoint the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? We can leave after you’ve taught me.”
“Well…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded. “That’s not difficult. They won’t be here until the morning after tomorrow anyway. Go down and bring out the shovels.”
“Okay!”
Shui Miao immediately went down into the container and brought out two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large rock at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint. He took a shovel from Shui Miao and started digging while explaining, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is the masterpiece of my life. I never thought it would come to waste like this. Oh well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’m also curious to see how the underground energy has gathered over the years.”
“Elder, could you explain to me what pinpointing the acupoint is all about?”
Seeing that the old man was muttering to himself instead of explaining the key points, Shui Miao grew impatient.
“Don’t rush. When I get tired of digging and it’s your turn, I’ll explain it to you then.” Despite his age, the old man dug quickly. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about one meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil had changed from gray to light yellow. “Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Oh…”
Shui Miao quickly took the shovel and jumped into the hole to continue digging.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, caught his breath, and then picked up a handful of soil. “Different acupoints have different soil qualities. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-rate Feng Shui masters wander all over the mountains? It’s because they judge the underground energy by observing the terrain, plants, mist, and so on. Why do second-rate Feng Shui masters look at water sources? It’s because groundwater reflects the conditions underground, so by examining the water sources, one can determine the underground energy. However, very few Feng Shui masters master this skill. As for first-rate Feng Shui masters who read celestial phenomena, they are exceedingly rare.”
The old man paused, took out a pack of Xiao Su cigarettes, lit one, took a few puffs, and continued, “Pinpointing the acupoint means finding a good dragon acupoint, choosing the right time, and digging a pit for the corpse. However, this pit is very particular—it can’t be dug randomly. You have to consider the overall energy flow of the acupoint. For example, if you find a dragon vein and haphazardly dig a pit to bury a corpse, you might accidentally damage the dragon vein. Or if you bury the corpse at the dragon’s whiskers, horns, or claws, the descendants of the buried person are destined to serve others. No matter how high their official rank, it won’t help. You must bury the corpse in the dragon’s mouth, digging the pit neither too deep nor too shallow, just right for the dragon to hold it. Only then will the descendants achieve remarkable success!”
“Elder, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, musing to himself that one day he would unearth the ancestral tomb of the Supreme Lord Wuji. That would undoubtedly bring him misfortune.
“You rascal, you really have a talent for this—you’re so interested!” The old man laughed and brought the soil in his hand under Shui Miao’s nose. “Now I’ll teach you how to identify the acupoint. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
“Was it you?”
He grabbed Shui Miao’s arm tightly. If Shui Miao resisted by channeling spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Senior, what are you talking about? What’s wrong with you?”
Shui Miao offered no resistance, pretending to be completely unaware of what was happening, gazing at the old man with wide-eyed confusion.
The old man suddenly realized that the spiritual energy within him was being suppressed, unable to circulate or function. This shocked him greatly, and he immediately suspected Shui Miao, while also casting doubt on the Witch Cult.
“Was it you?”
The old man grabbed Shui Miao’s arm. If Shui Miao resisted using spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Elder, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you?”
It wasn’t yet time to reveal their true intentions, so Shui Miao didn’t resist at all. Instead, he pretended to know nothing, staring blankly at the old man.
Seeing Shui Miao’s confusion and lack of resistance, the old man reconsidered and dismissed his suspicion of Shui Miao. He released his grip and said, “It’s nothing. Perhaps… perhaps there’s something wrong with the wine. I’ve been tricked, likely by the Witch Cult. Young man, could you guard me while I dispel the evil energy within me? Once I’m done, we can deal with those women from the Witch Cult together.”
“Elder, I think it’s better if I handle this alone.” Shui Miao scratched his head, thinking to himself that he could go find women for dual cultivation—what use was bringing along an old man? Those in the know might think it was a group activity, while those unaware might assume it was some father-son bonding. “By the way, Elder, your symptoms seem like those from counterfeit alcohol. You should quickly vomit what you just drank. Like this—use your fingers to tickle your throat, and you’ll throw up…”
Shui Miao demonstrated very seriously.
Seeing Shui Miao like this, the old man was slightly taken aback. He felt that Shui Miao was just a young brat who wanted to have some fun at the Witch Cult. Moreover, Shui Miao looked to be in his early twenties with delicate skin, appearing every bit the rich young master. How could he possibly have mastered dark arts? Even if he had, he definitely wouldn’t be this powerful.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t about counterfeit alcohol. I have some history with the Witch Cult—they might have tampered with the wine and cast some dark spell. Since fate has brought us together and you’re interested in Taoist arts, if you guard me until dawn, I’ll give you my notebook. It contains not only knowledge about cultivation but also extensive information on feng shui arrays. Consider it helping me out—just guard me from now until daybreak.” As he spoke, the old man pulled out a black wooden box from under the bed, took out a book, and handed it to Shui Miao. Then, he retrieved a replica hunting rifle from under the bed and led Shui Miao outside to a small mound. After giving a few more instructions, the old man went over to a bush, lifted a wooden board covering a hole, and climbed down into the underground passage.
Sure enough, there was indeed an underground passage here.
The wine and roast duck were his stored supplies.
The old man’s movements were noticeably less agile than before. As soon as he descended into the passage, he immediately began meditating and circulating his energy to expel the abnormal spiritual force within him.
Shui Miao looked around curiously and then opened the notebook.
Under the vast night sky, most people wouldn’t be able to see what was written in the notebook, but Shui Miao’s vision was extraordinary, allowing him to clearly make out the words.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old guy’s research into water-based spiritual energy is indeed profound. He actually managed to figure out such intricate transformation techniques. Interesting, truly interesting!”
“Combining spiritual power and energy like this can create things that appear incredibly real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao grew excited and followed the method described, conjuring a large peach.
“Haha…”
Shui Miao laughed, and with a flick of his intention, the peach instantly disintegrated, transforming back into spiritual energy that returned to his body.
Unfortunately, there were too few insights into Taoist arts.
The notebook was filled with detailed accounts of feng shui anecdotes, the old man’s profound observations, and a variety of feng shui configurations and formations.
Because the old man’s notes were very detailed, Shui Miao read with great focus, engrossed for several hours. As dawn approached, he finally closed the notebook, closed his eyes, and reflected on the old man’s insights. Combining them with his own understanding of feng shui, Shui Miao suddenly opened his eyes excitedly and exclaimed, “I understand! The most powerful force in this world is the power of feng shui. The principles of feng shui are actually the mysteries of the universe’s rules. By mastering them, one can use feng shui arrays to harness the power of nature for their own purposes. Feng shui arrays can not only attract good fortune from nature but also command its malevolent energy! In other words, I can use feng shui arrays to help people, but I can also use them to kill!”
Shui Miao was thrilled because he had glimpsed the profound secrets of feng shui.
Given time, once he mastered feng shui arrays, he could set up a grand feng shui layout to deal with that Wuji Tianzun.
Shui Miao never expected that his accidental arrival here would lead to such an unexpected gain.
“Hmm?”
Amid his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly remembered the old man. It was already dawn—why hadn’t he emerged from the underground passage yet?
“Creak!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering this, the old man pushed open the wooden board and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked utterly dejected.
He sat on a nearby rock, sighing heavily. Shui Miao walked over and asked, “Elder, what’s wrong?”
“Sigh!”
The old man heaved another heavy sigh. “This is trouble. I don’t know what dark magic those Witch Cult sorceresses used. I exhausted all my spiritual energy and only managed to dispel a tiny bit of the evil force. Now I can’t use any spiritual energy at all. The time for pinpointing the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is almost here, but I can’t do it. Those people will definitely not let me off. I have to leave—I have to flee far away. Otherwise, they’ll surely kill me.”
The more the old man spoke, the more fearful he became. He stood up and went into the underground passage to pack his belongings.
“Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? It’s just pinpointing the acupoint—I can help you with that!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the passage, lay on the ground, and peered inside. He discovered that the underground passage was actually a modified shipping container.
Why would there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced—the container definitely wasn’t something the old man brought here himself. It must belong to the owner of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“You think you can handle pinpointing the acupoint with your limited skills?” The old man shook his head, picked up a large backpack, and started stuffing it with food. “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This isn’t a good place. If you run into those people, they’ll surely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
Mention of the car sparked an idea in Shui Miao’s mind. “Elder, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“Right! How could I forget about the car!”
The old man suddenly came to his senses, quickly grabbed his half-full backpack, and climbed out of the underground passage. “Young man, if you take me with you, I’ll… I’ll teach you some real skills later.”
“Heh…”
Shui Miao smiled. “Elder, I was just about to bring that up. It’s not difficult for me to take you away, but you must teach me how to pinpoint the acupoint. Your notebook has everything except that. Now the opportunity is right here. Since we’re leaving anyway, why not teach me how to pinpoint the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? We can leave after you’ve taught me.”
“Well…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded. “That’s not difficult. They won’t be here until the morning of the day after tomorrow anyway. Go down and bring out the shovels.”
“Alright!”
Shui Miao immediately went down into the container and brought out two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large rock at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint. He took a shovel from Shui Miao and started digging while explaining, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is the masterpiece of my life. I never thought it would come to waste like this. Oh well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’ve been curious about how the underground energy has gathered here over the years.”
“Elder, could you explain to me what pinpointing the acupoint is all about?”
Seeing that the old man was muttering to himself instead of explaining the key points of acupoint pinpointing, Shui Miao grew impatient.
“Don’t rush. When I get tired of digging and it’s your turn, I’ll explain it to you then.” Despite his age, the old man dug quickly. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about one meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil had changed from gray to light yellow. “Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Oh…”
Shui Miao quickly took the shovel and jumped into the hole to continue digging.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, caught his breath, then picked up a handful of soil and said, “Different acupoints have different soil qualities. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-rate feng shui masters wander all over the mountains? It’s because they judge the underground energy based on the terrain, plants, mist, and so on. Why do second-rate feng shui masters observe the water outlets? It’s because groundwater reflects the conditions underground, so observing the water outlets helps determine the underground energy. However, very few feng shui masters master this skill. As for first-rate feng shui masters who read celestial phenomena, they are exceedingly rare.”
The old man paused, took out a pack of Xiao Su cigarettes, lit one, took a few puffs, and continued, “Pinpointing the acupoint means finding a good dragon acupoint, choosing the right time, and digging a pit for the corpse. However, this pit is very particular—it can’t be dug randomly. You have to consider the overall energy flow of the acupoint. For example, if you find a dragon vein and haphazardly dig a pit to bury a corpse, you might accidentally damage the dragon vein. Or if you bury the corpse on the dragon’s whiskers, horns, or claws, the descendants of the buried person are destined to serve others—no matter how high their official rank, it won’t help. You must bury the corpse in the dragon’s mouth, digging the pit neither too deep nor too shallow, just right for the dragon to hold it. Only then will the descendants achieve remarkable success!”
“Elder, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, silently vowing that one day he would unearth the ancestral grave of Wuji Tianzun and ensure that misfortune befell him.
“You rascal, you really have a talent for this—you’re so interested!” The old man laughed, then brought the soil in his hand under Shui Miao’s nose. “Now I’ll teach you how to identify the acupoint. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
“Senior, I think I’d rather handle that on my own,” Shui Miao scratched his head. He was thinking that he could go find a woman to cultivate with, not drag along an old man. People might mistake them for a throuple or even father and son! “By the way, Senior, you’re probably just suffering from fake alcohol poisoning. You should try to vomit it out as soon as possible. Like this—just stick your finger down your throat and it’ll come right out…”
Shui Miao earnestly demonstrated the technique.
The old man suddenly realized that the spiritual energy within him had been suppressed, making it impossible to mobilize or circulate it. This shocked him greatly, and he immediately suspected Shui Miao, while also casting doubt on the Witch Cult.
“Was it you?”
The old man grabbed Shui Miao’s arm. If Shui Miao resisted by channeling his spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Elder, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you?”
It wasn’t yet time to reveal his intentions, so Shui Miao didn’t resist at all. Instead, he pretended to know nothing and stared blankly at the old man.
Seeing Shui Miao’s confusion and lack of resistance, the old man reconsidered and dismissed his suspicion of him. He released Shui Miao’s arm and said, “It’s nothing. Perhaps… perhaps there’s something wrong with the wine. I’ve been tricked, likely by the Witch Cult. Young man, could you guard me while I dispel the evil energy within me? Once I’m done, we can deal with those women from the Witch Cult together.”
“Elder, I think it’s better if I handle this alone.” Shui Miao scratched his head, thinking to himself that he could go find some women for dual cultivation—what use was an old man like this? Those in the know might think it was a group activity, while those unaware might assume it was some father-son bonding. “By the way, Elder, your symptoms seem like those of fake alcohol. You should try to vomit what you just drank. Like this—use your finger to tickle your throat, and you’ll throw up…”
Shui Miao demonstrated very seriously.
Seeing Shui Miao like this, the old man was slightly taken aback. He felt that Shui Miao was just a young brat who wanted to have some fun at the Witch Cult. Moreover, Shui Miao looked to be in his early twenties, with delicate skin and the appearance of a rich young master. How could he possibly have mastered dark arts? Even if he had, he definitely wouldn’t be this powerful.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t about fake alcohol. I have some history with the Witch Cult—they might have tampered with the wine and cast some dark magic. Since fate has brought us together and you’re interested in Taoist arts, if you guard me until dawn, I’ll give you my notebook. It contains not only knowledge about cultivation but also extensive information on Feng Shui arrays. Consider it a favor—just guard me from now until daybreak.” As he spoke, the old man pulled out a black wooden box from under the bed, took out a book, and handed it to Shui Miao. Then, he retrieved a replica shotgun from under the bed and led Shui Miao outside to a small mound. After giving a few more instructions, the old man went to a bush, lifted a wooden board cover, and climbed down into a hidden underground hole.
Sure enough, there was indeed a hidden underground space here.
The wine and roast duck were part of his stored supplies.
The old man’s movements were noticeably less agile than before. As soon as he descended into the hole, he immediately began meditating and circulating his energy to expel the abnormal spiritual energy within him.
Shui Miao looked around curiously and then opened the notebook.
Under the vast night sky, most people wouldn’t be able to see what was written in the notebook, but Shui Miao’s vision was exceptional, allowing him to clearly read the text.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old guy’s research into water-based spiritual energy is incredibly deep. He’s actually figured out such intricate transformation techniques. Interesting, truly interesting!”
“Combining spiritual power and energy allows one to create things that appear incredibly real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao grew excited and decided to try the method described. He successfully conjured a large peach.
“Haha…”
Shui Miao laughed, and with a flick of his intention, the peach instantly disintegrated, transforming back into spiritual energy that returned to his body.
Unfortunately, there were too few insights on Taoist arts.
The notebook was filled with detailed accounts of Feng Shui anecdotes, the elderly man’s personal reflections, and a variety of Feng Shui configurations and formations.
The old man’s notes were so meticulously detailed that Shui Miao became completely engrossed, spending several hours immersed in their contents. As dawn began to break, he finally closed the notebook, shut his eyes, and pondered the old man’s profound insights. Integrating them with his own understanding of Feng Shui, Shui Miao suddenly opened his eyes, brimming with excitement, and exclaimed, “I’ve got it! The most formidable force in this world is the power of Feng Shui. The principles of Feng Shui are, in essence, the secrets of the universe’s laws. By mastering it, one can use Feng Shui arrays to harness the forces of nature for their own purposes. Feng Shui arrays can not only attract natural fortune but also command the natural forces of destruction! In other words, I can use Feng Shui arrays to help people, but I can also use them to bring about their demise!”
Shui Miao was thrilled because he had glimpsed the profound secrets of Feng Shui.
Given time, once he mastered Feng Shui arrays, he could establish a grand Feng Shui formation to confront that Supreme Wuji Deity.
Shui Miao never expected that his accidental arrival here would lead to such an unexpected gain.
“Hmm?”
Amid his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly remembered the old man. It was already dawn, so why hadn’t he emerged from the underground hole yet?
“Creak!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering this, the old man pushed open the wooden board and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked utterly dejected.
He sat on a nearby rock, sighing heavily. Shui Miao walked over and asked, “Elder, what’s wrong?”
“Sigh!”
The old man let out another heavy sigh. “This is trouble. I don’t know what dark magic those Witch Cult women used, but I exhausted all my spiritual energy and only managed to dispel a tiny bit of the evil energy. Now I can’t use any spiritual energy at all. The timing for the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is almost here, but I can’t perform the acupoint sealing. Those people will definitely not let me off. I have to leave—I need to flee far away. Otherwise, they’ll surely kill me.”
The more the old man spoke, the more frightened he became. He stood up and went back into the hole to pack his belongings.
“Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Isn’t it just about acupoint sealing? I can help you with that!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the hole, lay down on the ground, and peered inside. To his surprise, he discovered that the underground space was actually a modified shipping container.
How could there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced. The container definitely wasn’t something the old man brought here himself—it must belong to the master of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“You think you can handle acupoint sealing with your limited skills?” The old man shook his head, picked up a large backpack, and started stuffing it with food. “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This isn’t a good place. If you run into those people, they’ll surely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
Mention of the car sparked an idea in Shui Miao’s mind. “Elder, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“Right! How could I forget about the car!”
The old man suddenly came to his senses, quickly grabbed his half-filled backpack, and climbed out of the hole. “Young man, if you take me with you, I’ll… I’ll teach you some real skills later.”
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao smiled. “Elder, I was just about to bring that up. It’s not difficult for me to take you away, but you must teach me how to perform acupoint sealing. Your notebook has everything except information on acupoint sealing. The opportunity is right here—since we’re leaving anyway, why not teach me how to seal the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? We can leave after you’ve taught me.”
“Well…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded. “That’s not difficult. They won’t be here until the morning of the day after tomorrow anyway. Go down and bring out the shovels.”
“Alright!”
Shui Miao immediately descended into the container and brought out two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large rock at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint. He took one of the shovels from Shui Miao and started digging while explaining, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is my proudest masterpiece. I never thought it would come to this. Oh well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’m also curious to see how the underground energy has gathered over the years.”
“Elder, could you explain to me what acupoint sealing is all about?”
Seeing that the old man was muttering to himself instead of explaining the key points of acupoint sealing, Shui Miao grew impatient.
“Don’t rush. When I get tired of digging and it’s your turn, I’ll explain it to you then.” Despite his age, the old man dug quickly. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about one meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil had changed from gray to light yellow. “Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Oh…”
Shui Miao quickly picked up the shovel and jumped into the hole to continue digging.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, caught his breath, and then picked up a handful of soil. “Different acupoints have different soil qualities. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-rate Feng Shui masters wander all over the mountains? It’s because they judge the underground energy by observing the terrain, plants, mist, and other factors. Why do second-rate Feng Shui masters examine water sources? It’s because groundwater reflects the conditions underground, so by studying water sources, one can determine the underground energy. However, very few Feng Shui masters master this skill. As for first-rate Feng Shui masters who read celestial phenomena, they are exceedingly rare.”
The old man paused, took out a pack of Xiao Su cigarettes, lit one, took a few puffs, and continued, “Acupoint sealing means finding a good dragon acupoint, choosing the right time, and digging a pit for the body. However, this pit is very particular—it can’t be dug randomly. You have to consider the overall energy flow of the acupoint. For example, if you find a dragon vein and dig a burial pit carelessly, you might accidentally damage the dragon vein. Or if you bury the body at the dragon’s whiskers, horns, or claws, the descendants of the buried person will inevitably serve others, no matter how high their official rank. To ensure success, you must bury the body in the dragon’s mouth, digging the pit neither too deep nor too shallow—just right for the dragon to hold it. Only then will the descendants achieve remarkable success!”
“Elder, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, silently vowing to one day unearth the ancestral grave of the Supreme Wuji and ensure that misfortune befell him.
“You rascal, you really have a talent for this—you’re so interested!” The old man laughed and brought the soil in his hand under Shui Miao’s nose. “Now I’ll teach you how to identify an acupoint. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
The old man suddenly realized that the spiritual energy within him was being suppressed, unable to circulate or function. This shocked him greatly, and he immediately suspected Shui Miao, while also casting doubt on the Witch Sect.
“Was it you?”
The old man grabbed Shui Miao’s arm. If Shui Miao resisted by channeling spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Elder, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you?”
It wasn’t yet time to tear off the mask. Shui Miao didn’t resist at all and even pretended to know nothing, staring blankly at the old man.
Seeing Shui Miao’s confusion and lack of resistance, the old man reconsidered and dismissed his suspicion of Shui Miao. He released his grip and said, “It’s nothing. Perhaps… perhaps there’s something wrong with the wine. I’ve been tricked, likely by the Witch Sect. Young man, could you guard me while I purge the evil energy from my body? Once I’m done, we can deal with those women from the Witch Sect together.”
“Elder, I think it’s better if I handle this alone.” Shui Miao scratched his head, thinking to himself that he could go find women for dual cultivation—what use was bringing along an old man? Those in the know might think it was a group activity, while those unaware might assume it was some father-son bonding. “By the way, Elder, your symptoms seem like you’ve had counterfeit alcohol. You should quickly vomit what you just drank. Like this—use your fingers to tickle your throat, and you’ll throw up…”
Shui Miao demonstrated very seriously.
Seeing Shui Miao like this, the old man was slightly taken aback. He felt that Shui Miao was just a young brat who wanted to have some fun at the Witch Sect. Moreover, Shui Miao looked to be in his early twenties with delicate skin, appearing every bit the rich young master. How could he possibly have cultivated such dark arts? Even if he had, he definitely wouldn’t be this powerful.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t about counterfeit alcohol. I have some history with the Witch Sect—they might have tampered with the wine and cast some dark magic. Since fate has brought us together and you’re interested in Daoist arts, if you guard me until dawn, I’ll give you my notebook. It contains not only knowledge about cultivation but also extensive information on Feng Shui arrays. Consider it helping me out—just guard me from now until daybreak.” As he spoke, the old man pulled a black wooden box from under the bed, took out a book, and handed it to Shui Miao. Then, he retrieved a replica hunting rifle from under the bed and led Shui Miao outside to a small mound. After giving a few more instructions, the old man went over to the bushes, lifted a wooden board cover, and climbed down into a hidden underground hole.
Sure enough, there was indeed a hidden underground space here.
The wine and roast duck were part of his stored supplies.
The old man’s movements were noticeably less agile than before. As soon as he descended into the hole, he immediately began meditating and circulating his energy to expel the abnormal spiritual force within him.
Shui Miao looked around curiously and then opened the notebook.
Under the vast night sky, most people wouldn’t be able to see what was written in the notebook, but Shui Miao’s vision was extraordinary, allowing him to clearly read the text.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old guy’s research into water-based spiritual energy is indeed profound. He’s actually figured out such intricate transformation techniques. Interesting, truly interesting!”
“By combining spiritual power and energy, one can create things that appear incredibly real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao grew excited and decided to try the method described. He successfully conjured a large peach.
“Haha…”
Shui Miao laughed, and with a flick of his intention, the peach instantly disintegrated, transforming back into spiritual energy that he reabsorbed into his body.
Unfortunately, there were too few insights into Daoist arts.
The notebook was filled with detailed accounts of Feng Shui anecdotes, the elderly man’s personal reflections, a variety of Feng Shui arrangements, and formations.
Due to the old man’s exceptionally detailed notes, Shui Miao read with intense concentration, immersing himself for several hours. As dawn approached, he finally closed the notebook, shut his eyes, and pondered the old man’s insights. Combining them with his own understanding of Feng Shui, Shui Miao suddenly opened his eyes in excitement and exclaimed, “I understand! The most formidable force in this world is the power of Feng Shui. The principles of Feng Shui are, in fact, the mysteries of the universe’s laws. By mastering them, one can use Feng Shui arrays to harness the power of nature for their own purposes. Feng Shui arrays can not only attract natural fortune but also command natural malevolence! In other words, I can use Feng Shui arrays to help people, but I can also use them to kill!”
Shui Miao was thrilled because he had glimpsed the profound secrets of Feng Shui.
Given time, once he mastered Feng Shui arrays, he could set up a grand Feng Shui layout to deal with that Wuji Tianzun.
Shui Miao never expected that his accidental arrival here would lead to such an unexpected gain.
“Hmm?”
Amid his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly remembered the old man. It was already dawn—why hadn’t he emerged from the underground hole yet?
“Creak!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering this, the old man pushed open the wooden board and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked utterly dejected.
He sat on a nearby rock, sighing heavily. Shui Miao walked over and asked, “Elder, what’s wrong?”
“Ah!”
The old man sighed heavily again. “This is trouble. I don’t know what dark magic those Witch Sect sorceresses used. I exhausted all my spiritual energy and only managed to dispel a tiny bit of the evil energy. Now I can’t use any spiritual energy at all. The time for pinpointing the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is almost here, but I can’t do it. Those people will definitely not let me off. I have to leave—I have to flee far away. Otherwise, they’ll surely kill me.”
The more he spoke, the more fearful he became. He stood up and went back into the hole to pack his belongings.
“Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Isn’t it just about pinpointing the acupoint? I can help you with that!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the hole, lay down on the ground, and peered inside. To his surprise, he discovered that the underground space was actually a modified shipping container.
How could there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced. The container definitely wasn’t something the old man brought here himself—it must belong to the owner of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“You think you can handle pinpointing the acupoint with your limited skills?” The old man shook his head, picked up a large backpack, and started stuffing it with food. “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This isn’t a good place. If you run into those people, they’ll surely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
Mention of the car sparked an idea in Shui Miao’s mind. “Elder, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“Right! How could I forget about the car!”
The old man suddenly came to his senses, quickly grabbed his half-full backpack, and climbed out of the hole. “Young man, if you take me with you, I… I’ll teach you some real skills later.”
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao smiled. “Elder, I was just about to bring that up. It’s not difficult for me to take you away, but you must teach me how to pinpoint acupoints. Your notebook has everything except that. The opportunity is right here—since we’re leaving anyway, why not teach me how to pinpoint the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? We can leave after you’ve taught me.”
“Well…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded. “That’s not difficult. They won’t be here until the morning of the day after tomorrow anyway. Go down and bring out the shovels.”
“Okay!”
Shui Miao immediately descended into the container and brought out two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large rock at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint. He took a shovel from Shui Miao and started digging while explaining, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is the masterpiece of my life. I never thought it would come to this. Oh well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’ve been curious about how the underground energy has gathered here over the years.”
“Elder, could you explain to me what pinpointing the acupoint is all about?”
Seeing that the old man was muttering to himself instead of explaining the key points, Shui Miao grew impatient.
“Don’t rush. When I get tired of digging and it’s your turn, I’ll tell you.” Despite his age, the old man dug quickly. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about one meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil had changed from gray to light yellow. “Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Oh…”
Shui Miao quickly took the shovel and jumped into the hole to continue digging.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, caught his breath, then picked up a handful of soil and said, “Different acupoints have different soil qualities. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-rate Feng Shui masters wander all over the mountains? It’s because they judge the underground energy by observing the terrain, plants, mist, and other factors. Why do second-rate Feng Shui masters examine water sources? It’s because groundwater reflects the conditions underground, so by studying water sources, one can assess the underground energy. However, very few Feng Shui masters master this skill. As for first-rate Feng Shui masters who read celestial phenomena, they are exceedingly rare.”
The old man paused, took out a pack of Xiaosu cigarettes, lit one, took a few puffs, and continued, “Pinpointing the acupoint means finding a good dragon acupoint, selecting the right time, and digging a pit for the body. However, this pit is very particular—it can’t be dug randomly. You have to consider the overall energy flow of the acupoint. For example, if you find a dragon vein and haphazardly dig a burial pit, you might accidentally damage the dragon vein. Or if you bury the body at the dragon’s whiskers, horns, or claws, the descendants of the buried person are destined to serve others—no matter how high their official rank. To ensure descendants achieve greatness, the body must be buried in the dragon’s mouth, with the pit dug just deep enough for the dragon to ‘hold’ it in its mouth.”
“Elder, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, thinking to himself that one day he would unearth the ancestral grave of Wuji Tianzun and make sure misfortune befell him.
“You rascal, you really have a talent for this—you’re so interested!” The old man laughed, then brought the soil in his hand under Shui Miao’s nose. “Now I’ll teach you how to identify acupoints. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
Sure enough, there really was a hidden cellar here.
The wine and roast duck were all stored food supplies.
The old man’s movements were clearly not as nimble as before. Once underground, he immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate his energy, attempting to purge the abnormal spiritual force from his body.
Shui Miao looked around curiously before opening the notebook.
Under normal circumstances, no one could read the notebook in the dark, but Shui Miao had exceptional eyesight and could clearly see the words.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old man’s research into water-element spiritual energy is indeed profound. He’s even mastered such refined transformation techniques. Interesting, very interesting!”
“By combining spiritual energy with mental focus, one can create illusions that appear completely real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao became excited and tried the technique himself, conjuring up a large, vivid peach.
“Ha ha…”
Shui Miao laughed, focused his mind, and the peach instantly dissolved, its energy returning to his body.
Unfortunately, there were only a few Taoist techniques recorded.
The notebook contained numerous feng shui stories, the old man’s insights, and various feng shui layouts and formations.
Because the old man had recorded everything in great detail, Shui Miao read with great interest, engrossed for several hours. As dawn approached, he finally closed the notebook, shut his eyes, and reflected on the old man’s teachings. Combining them with his own understanding of feng shui, Shui Miao suddenly opened his eyes in excitement and exclaimed, “I get it! The most powerful force in this world is the power of feng shui. Feng shui is actually the secret of the universe’s laws. Mastering it allows one to harness the forces of nature through grand feng shui formations. These formations can not only channel good fortune from nature, but also unleash its malevolent energies! In other words, I can use grand feng shui formations not only to help people, but also to kill them!”
Shui Miao was extremely excited because he had glimpsed the mysteries of feng shui.
In time, once he mastered feng shui formations, he would be able to set up a massive feng shui array to take revenge on Wuji Tianzun.
Shui Miao had never imagined that by coming here by chance, he would gain such unexpected insight—something completely unforeseen.
“Hmm?”
In the midst of his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly thought of the old man. It was already morning—why hadn’t he come out of the cellar yet?
“Click!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering, the old man pushed the wooden board aside and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked deeply dejected.
The old man sat on a nearby rock sighing heavily. Shui Miao approached and asked, “Senior, what’s wrong?”
“Ahh!”
The old man suddenly realized that the spiritual energy within him had been suppressed and could no longer be mobilized. This shocked him greatly, and he immediately suspected Shui Miao, as well as the Witch Cult.
“Was it you?”
The old man grabbed Shui Miao’s arm. If Shui Miao resisted by channeling spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Elder, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you?”
It wasn’t yet time to tear off the mask, so Shui Miao didn’t resist at all. Instead, he pretended to know nothing and stared blankly at the old man.
Seeing Shui Miao’s confusion and lack of resistance, the old man reconsidered and dismissed his suspicion of Shui Miao. He released his grip and said, “It’s nothing. Perhaps there’s something wrong with the wine—I might have been tricked. It could very well be the work of the Witch Cult. Young man, could you guard me while I dispel the evil energy inside me? Once I’m done, we can deal with those women from the Witch Cult together.”
“Elder, I think it’s better if I handle this alone.” Shui Miao scratched his head, thinking to himself that he could go find women to practice dual cultivation with. What would he do with an old man tagging along? Those in the know might think it was a group activity, while those unaware might mistake it for some father-son bonding. “By the way, Elder, your symptoms seem like you’ve had counterfeit alcohol. You should quickly vomit what you just drank. Like this—use your fingers to tickle your throat, and you’ll throw up…”
Shui Miao demonstrated very seriously.
Seeing Shui Miao like this, the old man was slightly taken aback. He felt that Shui Miao was just a young brat who wanted to have some fun at the Witch Cult. Moreover, Shui Miao, with his delicate skin and youthful appearance, looked like a rich young master. How could he possibly have mastered dark arts? Even if he had, he definitely wouldn’t be this powerful.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t about counterfeit alcohol. I have some history with the Witch Cult—they might have tampered with the wine and cast some dark magic. Since fate has brought us together and you’re interested in Daoist arts, guard me until dawn, and I’ll give you my notebook. It contains not only knowledge about cultivation but also extensive information on Feng Shui arrays. Consider it a favor—just guard me from now until dawn.” As he spoke, the old man pulled out a black wooden box from under the bed, took out a book, and handed it to Shui Miao. Then, he retrieved a replica shotgun from under the bed and led Shui Miao outside to a small mound. After giving a few more instructions, the old man went to a bush, lifted a wooden board, and climbed down into a hidden underground hole.
Sure enough, there was indeed an underground hideout.
The wine and roast duck were part of his stored supplies.
The old man’s movements were noticeably less agile than before. As soon as he descended into the hole, he immediately began meditating and circulating his energy to expel the abnormal spiritual force inside him.
Shui Miao looked around curiously and then opened the notebook.
Under the vast night sky, an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to see what was written in the notebook, but Shui Miao’s vision was exceptional, allowing him to clearly read the text.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old guy’s research into water-based spiritual energy is incredibly profound. He actually managed to devise such intricate transformation techniques. Interesting, truly interesting!”
“Combining spiritual power and energy to create something that looks incredibly real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao grew excited and decided to try the method described. He successfully conjured a large peach.
“Haha…”
Shui Miao laughed, and with a thought, the peach instantly disintegrated, transforming back into spiritual energy that returned to his body.
Unfortunately, there were too few insights into Daoist arts.
The notebook was filled with detailed accounts of Feng Shui anecdotes, the elderly man’s personal reflections, and a variety of Feng Shui configurations and formations.
Because the old man’s notes were incredibly detailed, Shui Miao read with intense focus, spending several hours completely absorbed in the notebook. As dawn approached, he finally closed the book, shut his eyes, and reflected deeply on the old man’s insights. Combining them with his own understanding of Feng Shui, Shui Miao suddenly opened his eyes in excitement and exclaimed, “I understand! The most powerful force in this world is the power of Feng Shui. The principles of Feng Shui are, in fact, the mysteries of the universe’s laws. By mastering them, one can use Feng Shui arrays to harness the forces of nature for their own purposes. Feng Shui arrays can not only attract natural fortune but also manipulate natural煞气! In other words, I can use Feng Shui arrays to help people, but I can also use them to destroy!”
Shui Miao was thrilled because he had glimpsed the profound secrets of Feng Shui.
Given time, once he mastered Feng Shui arrays, he could set up a grand Feng Shui formation to deal with the Wuji Tianzun.
Shui Miao never expected that his accidental arrival here would lead to such an unexpected gain.
“Hmm?”
Amid his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly remembered the old man. It was already dawn, so why hadn’t he emerged from the underground hole yet?
“Creak!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering this, the old man pushed open the wooden board and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked utterly dejected.
He sat on a nearby rock, sighing heavily. Shui Miao walked over and asked, “Elder, what’s wrong?”
“Sigh!”
The old man heaved another heavy sigh. “This is trouble. I don’t know what dark magic those witches from the Witch Cult used, but I exhausted all my spiritual energy and only managed to dispel a tiny bit of the evil energy. Now I can’t use any spiritual energy at all. The time for pinpointing the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is almost here, but I can’t do it. Those people will definitely not let me off. I have to leave—I have to flee far away. Otherwise, they’ll surely kill me.”
The more the old man spoke, the more frightened he became. He stood up and went back into the hole to pack his belongings.
“Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Isn’t it just about pinpointing the acupoint? I can help you with that!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the hole, lay down on the ground, and peered inside. To his surprise, he discovered that the underground hideout was actually a modified shipping container.
How could there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced. The container definitely wasn’t something the old man brought here himself—it must belong to the owner of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“You think you can handle pinpointing the acupoint with your limited skills?” The old man shook his head, picked up a large backpack, and started stuffing it with food. “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This is not a good place. If you run into those people, they’ll surely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
Mention of the car sparked an idea in Shui Miao’s mind. “Elder, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“Right! How could I forget about the car!”
The old man suddenly came to his senses, quickly grabbed his half-filled backpack, and climbed out of the hole. “Young man, if you take me with you, I’ll teach you some real skills later.”
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao smiled. “Elder, I was just about to bring that up. It’s not difficult for me to take you away, but you must teach me how to pinpoint acupoints. Your notebook has everything except that. Now that the opportunity is right here, and we’re leaving anyway, why not teach me how to pinpoint the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? We can leave after you’ve taught me.”
“Well…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded. “That’s not difficult. They won’t be here until the morning after tomorrow anyway. Go down and bring out the shovels.”
“Alright!”
Shui Miao immediately descended into the container and brought out two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large rock at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint. He took a shovel from Shui Miao and started digging while explaining, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is the masterpiece of my life. I never thought it would come to this. Oh well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’m also curious to see how the underground energy has gathered over the years.”
“Elder, could you please explain to me what pinpointing the acupoint is all about?”
Seeing that the old man was muttering to himself instead of explaining the key points, Shui Miao grew impatient.
“Don’t rush. When I get tired of digging and it’s your turn, I’ll explain it to you then.” Despite his age, the old man dug quickly. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about one meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil had changed from gray to light yellow. “Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Oh…”
Shui Miao quickly took the shovel and jumped into the hole to continue digging.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, caught his breath, and then picked up a handful of soil. “Different acupoints have different soil qualities. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-rate Feng Shui masters wander all over the mountains? It’s because they judge the underground energy by observing the terrain, plants, mist, and other factors. Why do second-rate Feng Shui masters examine water sources? It’s because groundwater reflects the conditions underground, so by examining water sources, one can determine the underground energy. However, very few Feng Shui masters master this skill. As for first-rate Feng Shui masters who read celestial phenomena, they are extremely rare.”
The old man paused, took out a pack of Xiao Su cigarettes, lit one, took a few puffs, and continued, “Pinpointing the acupoint means finding a good dragon vein acupoint, choosing the right time, and digging a pit for the body. However, this pit is very particular—it can’t be dug randomly. You have to consider the overall energy flow of the acupoint. For example, if you find a dragon vein and dig a burial pit carelessly, you might accidentally damage the dragon vein. Or if you bury the body at the dragon’s whiskers, horns, or claws, the descendants of the buried person will inevitably serve others, no matter how high their official rank. To ensure success, you must bury the body in the dragon’s mouth, with the pit dug just deep enough for the dragon to hold it in its mouth. Only then will the descendants achieve greatness!”
“Elder, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, silently vowing to one day unearth the ancestral grave of Wuji Tianzun and ensure that misfortune befell him.
“You rascal, you really have a talent for this—you’re so interested!” The old man laughed and brought the soil in his hand under Shui Miao’s nose. “Now I’ll teach you how to identify the acupoint. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
The old man grew increasingly fearful, stood up, and hurried into the cellar to pack his things.
“Senior, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Isn’t it just about activating the acupoint? Let me do it for you!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the cellar and peered inside, discovering that the cellar was actually a modified shipping container.
How could there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced. This container must not have been brought by the old man himself—it must have belonged to the master of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“You think you can activate acupoints with your little tricks?” The old man shook his head, grabbed a large backpack, and began stuffing it with food, “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This place is no good. If you run into those people, they’ll definitely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
At the mention of a car, Shui Miao suddenly had an idea, “Senior, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“That’s right! How could I forget the car!”
The old man immediately snapped out of his panic, grabbed his half-packed backpack, and climbed out of the cellar, “Young man, take me with you, and I’ll teach you more real skills later.”
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao smiled, “Senior, that’s exactly what I was going to say. Taking you away isn’t a problem, but you must teach me how to activate acupoints. Your notes have everything else, but nothing on acupoint activation. Now’s our chance. Since we’re both leaving anyway, why not teach me how to activate the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? Then we can leave together.”
“Hmm…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded, “That’s not difficult. They won’t come until the day after tomorrow morning. Go get the shovels from below.”
“Okay!”
Shui Miao immediately went down into the container and retrieved two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large stone at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master formation. Taking a shovel from Shui Miao, he began digging while saying, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master formation was the masterpiece of my life, and now it’s ruined. Well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’d like to see how the underground energy has accumulated over the years.”
“Senior, can you tell me about acupoint activation?”
Seeing that the old man wasn’t explaining the technique and was instead muttering to himself, Shui Miao grew impatient.
“Don’t be in a hurry. When I get tired and it’s your turn to dig, I’ll tell you all about it.” Although the old man was elderly, his digging speed was impressive. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about a meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil changed from gray to a light yellow.
“Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Okay…”
Shui Miao quickly picked up the shovel and started digging from inside the pit.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, catching his breath. He then grabbed a handful of soil and said, “The soil quality varies depending on the acupoint. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-tier feng shui masters wander all over the mountains? Because they judge the underground energy flow based on terrain, plants, mist, and other factors. Why do second-tier feng shui masters observe water outlets? Because underground water reflects the condition of the energy below. By observing water flow, one can judge the underground energy. However, very few feng shui masters can master this technique. As for the top-tier feng shui masters who observe celestial phenomena, they are extremely rare.”
The old man suddenly realized that the spiritual energy within him was being suppressed, unable to circulate. This shocked him greatly, and he immediately suspected Shui Miao, while also casting doubt on the Witch Cult.
“Was it you?”
The old man grabbed Shui Miao’s arm. If Shui Miao resisted by channeling spiritual energy, it would confirm his suspicion.
“Elder, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you?”
It wasn’t yet time to tear off the mask. Shui Miao didn’t resist at all and pretended to know nothing, staring blankly at the old man.
Seeing Shui Miao’s confusion and lack of resistance, the old man reconsidered and dismissed his suspicion of Shui Miao. He released his grip and said, “It’s nothing. Perhaps… perhaps there’s something wrong with the wine. I’ve been tricked, likely by the Witch Cult. Young man, guard me while I dispel the evil energy within me. Once I’m done, we can deal with those women from the Witch Cult together.”
“Elder, I think it’s better if I handle this alone.” Shui Miao scratched his head, thinking to himself that he could go find women for dual cultivation—what use was bringing an old man along? Those in the know might think it was a group activity, while those unaware might assume it was some father-son bonding. “By the way, Elder, your symptoms seem like you’ve drunk counterfeit alcohol. You should quickly vomit what you just drank. Like this—use your fingers to tickle your throat, and you’ll throw up…”
Shui Miao demonstrated very seriously.
Seeing Shui Miao like this, the old man was slightly taken aback. He felt Shui Miao was just a young brat who wanted to have some fun at the Witch Cult. Moreover, Shui Miao looked to be in his early twenties with delicate skin, appearing every bit the rich young master. How could he possibly practice dark arts? Even if he did, he definitely wouldn’t be this powerful.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t about counterfeit alcohol. I have some history with the Witch Cult—they might have tampered with the wine and cast a dark spell. Since we’ve crossed paths and you’re interested in Daoist arts, guard me until dawn, and I’ll give you my notes. They contain not only knowledge about cultivation but also extensive information on feng shui arrays. Consider it helping me out—just guard me from now until daybreak.” As he spoke, the old man retrieved a black wooden box from under the bed, took out a book, and handed it to Shui Miao. Then, he pulled out a replica shotgun from under the bed and led Shui Miao outside to a small mound. After giving a few more instructions, the old man went to a bush, lifted a wooden board covering a hole, and climbed down into the underground passage.
Sure enough, there was indeed an underground passage here.
The wine and roast duck were his stored supplies.
The old man’s movements were noticeably less agile than before. As soon as he descended into the passage, he began meditating and circulating his energy to expel the abnormal spiritual energy within him.
Shui Miao looked around curiously and then opened the notes.
Under the vast night sky, an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to see what was written in the notes, but Shui Miao’s vision was exceptional, allowing him to clearly read the text.
“So that’s how it is…”
“This old guy’s research into water-based spiritual energy is indeed profound. He’s actually figured out such intricate transformation techniques. Interesting, truly interesting!”
“Combining spiritual energy with mental power allows one to create things that appear incredibly real!”
Reading the old man’s cultivation insights, Shui Miao grew excited and followed the method described, conjuring a large peach.
“Haha…”
Shui Miao laughed, and with a thought, the peach instantly disintegrated, transforming back into spiritual energy that returned to his body.
Unfortunately, there were too few insights into Daoist arts.
The notes encompassed detailed accounts of feng shui anecdotes, the elderly man’s profound observations, and a variety of feng shui configurations and formations.
Since the old man’s records were exceptionally detailed, Shui Miao read with intense concentration. After several hours of deep immersion, as dawn approached, he closed the notes, shut his eyes, and pondered the old man’s insights. Integrating them with his own understanding of feng shui, he suddenly opened his eyes with excitement and exclaimed, “I’ve got it! The most formidable force in this world is the power of feng shui. The principles of feng shui are, in essence, the mysteries of the universe’s laws. Mastering it enables one to harness the forces of nature through feng shui arrays. These arrays can not only attract natural fortune but also command the natural煞气! In other words, I can use feng shui arrays to aid people, but I can also use them to destroy!”
Shui Miao was thrilled because he had glimpsed the profound secrets of feng shui.
Given time, once he mastered feng shui arrays, he could set up a grand feng shui layout to deal with that Wuji Tianzun.
Shui Miao never expected that his accidental arrival here would lead to such unexpected gains.
“Hmm?”
Amid his excitement, Shui Miao suddenly remembered the old man. It was already dawn, so why hadn’t he emerged from the underground passage yet?
“Creak!”
Just as Shui Miao was pondering this, the old man pushed open the wooden board and climbed out from underground.
For some reason, the old man looked utterly dejected.
He sat on a nearby rock, sighing heavily. Shui Miao walked over and asked, “Elder, what’s wrong?”
“Sigh!”
The old man heaved another heavy sigh. “This is trouble. I don’t know what dark magic those Witch Cult sorceresses used. I exhausted my spiritual energy and only managed to dispel a tiny bit of the evil energy. Now I can’t use any spiritual energy at all. The time for pinpointing the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is almost here, but I can’t do it. Those people will definitely not let me off. I have to leave—I have to flee far away. Otherwise, they’ll surely kill me.”
The more he spoke, the more fearful he became. He stood up and went into the underground passage to pack his belongings.
“Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? It’s just pinpointing the acupoint—I can help you with that!” Shui Miao followed the old man to the entrance of the passage, lay down, and peered inside. He discovered that the underground passage was actually a modified shipping container.
Why would there be a shipping container here?
Shui Miao’s mind raced. The container definitely wasn’t something the old man brought here himself—it must belong to the master of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master tomb.
“You think you can handle pinpointing the acupoint?” The old man shook his head, picked up a large backpack, and started stuffing it with food. “Young man, I advise you to leave quickly too. This isn’t a good place. If you run into those people, they’ll surely steal your car and take your life.”
“Car?”
Mention of the car sparked an idea in Shui Miao’s mind. “Elder, I have a car! Once I fix it, we can leave together. Who could catch you then?”
“Right! How could I forget about the car!”
The old man suddenly came to his senses, quickly climbed out of the passage with his half-full backpack, and said, “Young man, take me with you. I… I’ll teach you some real skills later.”
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao smiled. “Elder, I was just about to bring that up. It’s not difficult for me to take you away, but you must teach me how to pinpoint acupoints. Your notes have everything except that. The opportunity is right here. Since we’re leaving anyway, why not teach me how to pinpoint the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint first? We can leave after you’ve taught me.”
“Well…”
The old man stroked his beard and nodded. “That’s not difficult. They won’t be here until the morning after tomorrow anyway. Go down and bring out the shovels.”
“Okay!”
Shui Miao immediately went down into the container and brought out two shovels.
The old man led Shui Miao to the large rock at the center of the Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint. He took a shovel from Shui Miao and started digging while explaining, “This Three Dragons Protecting the Master acupoint is the masterpiece of my life. I never thought it would come to waste like this. Oh well, they didn’t pay me much anyway. I’ve been curious about how the underground energy has gathered over the years.”
“Elder, could you explain to me what pinpointing the acupoint is all about?”
Seeing that the old man was muttering to himself instead of explaining the key points of acupoint pinpointing, Shui Miao grew anxious.
“Don’t rush. When I get tired of digging and it’s your turn, I’ll tell you.” Although the old man was advanced in years, he dug quickly. Soon, he had dug a circular hole about one meter in diameter and fifty to sixty centimeters deep. The soil had changed from gray to pale yellow. “Alright, I’m tired. Your turn.”
“Oh…”
Shui Miao quickly took the shovel and started digging in the hole.
The old man sat on a nearby rock, caught his breath, picked up a handful of soil, and said, “Different acupoints have different soil qualities. The better the acupoint, the better the soil. Why do third-rate feng shui masters wander all over the mountains? It’s because they judge the underground energy by observing the terrain, plants, mist, and so on. Why do second-rate feng shui masters examine water sources? It’s because groundwater reflects the conditions underground, so examining water sources helps determine the underground energy. However, very few feng shui masters master this skill. As for first-rate feng shui masters who read celestial phenomena, they are exceedingly rare.”
The old man paused, took out a pack of Xiao Su cigarettes, lit one, took a few puffs, and continued, “Pinpointing the acupoint means finding a good dragon acupoint, selecting the right time, and digging a pit for the corpse. However, this pit is very particular—it can’t be dug randomly. You must consider the overall energy flow of the acupoint. For example, if you find a dragon vein and haphazardly dig a pit to bury a corpse, you might accidentally damage the dragon vein. Or if you bury the corpse at the dragon’s whiskers, horns, or claws, the descendants of the buried person are destined to serve others. No matter how high their official rank, it won’t help. You must bury the corpse in the dragon’s mouth, digging the pit neither too deep nor too shallow, just right for the dragon to hold it. Only then can the descendants achieve remarkable success!”
“Elder, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, silently vowing to himself that one day he would unearth the ancestral grave of Wuji Tianzun and ensure that misfortune befell him.
“You rascal, you really have a talent for this—so interested!” The old man laughed, then brought the soil in his hand under Shui Miao’s nose. “Now I’ll teach you how to identify acupoints. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
“Senior, please continue…”
Shui Miao listened intently, thinking to himself that one day he would dig up Wuji Tianzun’s ancestral grave, and then he would surely suffer misfortune.
“You really have the makings of a feng shui master, showing such interest!” The old man smiled, then brought the handful of soil to Shui Miao’s nose, “Now I’ll teach you how to identify acupoints. First, smell the scent of this soil…”
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