Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 192 Wang Ye Seeks Wang
"That's truly unbelievable!"

Han Yun couldn't help but sigh, the Buddhists were truly masters of the Way of the Primordial Spirit, their use of the spirit had reached a level almost akin to the Dao.

However, Taoism does exist, such as the Wen Shi School inheritance that Han Yun previously obtained, although the focus is different.

Buddhist supernatural powers tend to be characterized by extraordinary methods, which can also be understood as flashy and elaborate; while Taoist supernatural powers tend to be characterized by self-cultivation, simplicity and unpretentiousness, seeking only a free and unrestrained life, like transforming into a dragon and soaring through the heavens and earth, roaming the four directions, traveling to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, eating morning dew and dining on clouds.

If Buddhism and Taoism were to clash, it's uncertain who would win.

Buddhist methods are mystical and destructive, while Taoist practices are sturdy and unyielding; you cannot shake them, much less capture my primordial spirit. It's like the relationship between a spear and a shield.

"I wonder how my incarnation, King Ye, is doing? Has he found Zhou Sheng yet?" Han Yun looked southeast and murmured to himself.

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Wudang Mountain is shrouded in mist and clouds, with evergreen pines and cypresses.

A young Taoist priest, dressed in modern casual wear and looking somewhat lazy, walked slowly up the stone steps with a frown. He had a unique temperament, both detached from worldly affairs and seemingly indifferent to everything.

He wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead, scratched his head, and sighed helplessly, "Wudang Mountain is so big, finding a Zhou Sheng who can change at any time is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"If only I had my own Heavenly Eye!"

The true way to use Feng Hou Qi Men is not to place the central palace under one's feet like Wang Ye did, but to place the situation within oneself.

The changes of the heavens have transformed me into a king!

Make me king?

What kind of king did he transform into?

It is the king who transforms himself into his own body and mind!
According to Zhou Sheng's own words in the original work, the best place for the central palace is the heart. The key is the circulation of energy. All circulation must have a rhythm, but the central palace only needs to be in place for a moment.

Go and capture that moment when old power is fading and new power is about to be born.

In ancient times, people used a pole to measure shadows. No shadow was cast at noon on the summer solstice, which was considered the extreme of Yang. The longest shadow was cast at noon on the winter solstice, which was considered the extreme of Yin. Based on this, the eight trigrams and twenty-four solar terms were determined.

Five days make up a pentad, three pentads make up a solar term, six solar terms make up a season; four seasons make up a year, and a year has twenty-four solar terms, totaling seventy-two pentads.

Spring Equinox (Lichun): The east wind thaws the ice, hibernating insects begin to stir, and fish rise to the surface carrying ice; Rain Water (Yushui): Otters offer fish as sacrifices, wild geese fly north, and vegetation begins to sprout…

Each period represents a change, and these changes determine the various states of all things in the universe.

These seventy-two are actually the number of the Zhou Tian (a concept in Chinese astrology), which also refers to the Zhou Tian changes in the universe.

The seventy-two pentads rotate continuously, which is the rhythm of the universe's transformation of all things. Only within the body can one's innate Qi govern the power of the seventy-two pentads of the universe.

I can transform myself into all things naturally born and nurtured by nature. Once all seventy-two lords submit, I can become a "lord-king"!
Now, Zhou Sheng, this Marquis, could be any bird, any leaf, even a drop of water or a cloud that Wang Ye sees, ever-changing and unpredictable.

Just like Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations, it's a way to avoid three calamities and dangers.

Han Yun's incarnation, Wang Ye, currently only possesses a portion of his original talent in Qimen Dunjia, but in reality, he has no Qimen Dunjia techniques at all.

It's like knowing you have a treasure but not having the key to unlock it. Besides this talent, it's also about your extraordinary life cultivation. Add some martial arts skills, and you won't be bullied by others. At least you can take on one of the Ten Elders. Yes, that's right, the Ten Elders is a unit of measurement for combat strength.

However, finding Zhou Sheng, who had been hiding for decades, was proving to be a real challenge.

Wang Ye stood on the stone steps of Wudang Mountain, gazing at the mist-shrouded peaks, and sighed helplessly. He closed his eyes, trying to mobilize the deductive power within his body that originated from the will of Fuxi.

A faint golden light flowed between his fingertips, and the phantom images of the four Qimen Dunjia plates appeared and disappeared in his palm. However, without a systematic Qimen Dunjia technique as a foundation, these deductions were like trees without roots.

Of course, Wang Ye wouldn't be foolish enough to deduce Zhou Sheng's whereabouts directly; instead, he would only deduce his own fortune or misfortune in this place at this moment.

Meeting Zhou Sheng meant that all wishes would come true, which was naturally auspicious. Unfortunately, the divination results were always mediocre. Even when trying to find out which direction to go to for good fortune, all that was gained were a few banknotes and items lost by tourists.

Wang Ye: Do I look like someone who is penniless?

"Looks like I need to change my approach," Wang Ye muttered to himself, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Since I can't find you, I might as well surpass you. The net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it. So I'll weave a net and catch you, the fish!"

A glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes, then he lowered the brim of his hat and began to stroll around Wudang Mountain, seemingly casually.

At each location, a node is set up. These nodes are interconnected, subtly forming a powerful Qi pattern. This Qi pattern has only one purpose: to slightly alter the climate within the pattern.

Five days make up a "hou" (候). Compared to the long period of a year, five days may seem insignificant, even appearing so slow to the average person that it doesn't seem like anything has changed at all.

However, for a sorcerer, especially a king who is good at adjusting himself and restoring all seventy-two of his pentads to their proper order, this small change is like a change of heaven and earth.

Han Yun had experienced many Qi formations, and Wang Ye was naturally adept at setting up Qi formations as well. To put it simply, a Qi formation is a kind of alternative microcosm, which has some similarities to the Qimen formation.

Wang Ye's move can be described as having gone to great lengths.

If they still can't find it, then Wang will really turn the entire Wudang Mountain upside down.

Wang Ye's movements appeared casual, yet they subtly harmonized with the rhythms of nature. With each step he took, a wisp of barely perceptible true qi would quietly emerge from his fingertips, disappearing into the rocks and vegetation like a spider's web.

These nodes of aspiration echo each other, gradually weaving into an invisible giant net that covers the main peak of Wudang Mountain.

Wang Ye leaned against an ancient pine tree, lazily calculating with his fingers, "Zhou Sheng, someone of your stature surely wouldn't be indifferent to the subtle changes in the Qi of heaven and earth, would he?"

Before he finished speaking, the four discs in his palm suddenly spun, the nine stars of the celestial disc shifted, the eight trigrams of the terrestrial disc changed positions, and the entire Qi system began to slowly rotate, as if it were forcefully prying open the entire universe's transformation, causing it to stop and then reverse.

In an instant, the clouds and mist over Wudang Mountain lingered slightly. The stream in the mountain ravine on the east side suddenly grew a bit colder, and the bamboo forest on the west slope swayed without any wind.

The changes were so subtle that ordinary people could not detect them at all, yet they were enough to cause a slight discord in a being that was in harmony with the rhythms of heaven and earth.

For Lai Wangye, who controlled the entire Qi situation, it was as dazzling as a light bulb.

"Got you!"

A glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes, and he soared like a crane, heading straight for a secluded valley behind the mountain.

(End of this chapter)