Dao Qi Wu Zang Guan Guan: I became a Daoist Master in the 1990s

Chapter 113 Old friends meet
As night deepened in the mountain city, a damp, cold mist flowed silently between the buildings, blurring the scattered lights in the distance into indistinct clusters of light.

Qi Yun stood alone on the roof of the tenement building, the night wind ruffling his slightly oversized clothes.

In the blink of an eye, he had already understood.

He was granted the title of "Black Lawyer of Fengdu in the Northern Underworld" and his name was recorded in the register of the underworld. Although he was only a "lower-level student", he was already a proper "official" who acted on behalf of Heaven to enforce the law and maintain the order of Yin and Yang.

Such techniques, which use qi as a guide to detect movements, may be effective for ordinary people, but for him, there is a great black decree to sever the cause and effect and protect him completely.

"In the real world, 749 is the official body, and I am a wandering Taoist priest." Qi Yun's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes reflecting the thin moonlight, clear and deep.

"But in the eyes of Heaven and Earth, I am the rightful heir!"

As soon as this thought arose, an indescribable sense of calm and confidence welled up in my heart.

However, he also knew that the backlash tracking technique of the imperial edict was only temporarily suspended.

With the resources and power controlled by Bureau 749, it's only a matter of time before they've already locked onto him and dug deep to find him.

Moreover, in order to slay demons and monsters and cultivate external skills in this realm, it is ultimately impossible to completely avoid this behemoth. However, now that they are facing them again, their own situation is completely different.

If the other party continues to cling to its domineering old ways
Just as he was pondering this, his ear twitched slightly, and a strange noise suddenly entered his ears from downstairs.

First, the woman shouted, "There's someone hanging upstairs!" Before she finished speaking, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air, followed by the crisp sound of ropes snapping.

Qi Yun remained expressionless, speaking softly but clearly to the ears of the specific people below: "Everyone has finally arrived. Please come upstairs for a while."

Sure enough, a moment after he finished speaking, the sound of air being cut through a building arose again. Three figures, like night owls, swiftly and agilely climbed up from downstairs and landed silently on the rooftop platform, facing him from afar.

Qi Yun stood with his sword in hand, calmly looking at the newcomer.

Of the three, two were middle-aged men dressed in sharp Zhongshan suits, exuding a powerful aura, while the other was a gaunt Taoist priest in a dark blue Taoist robe and a Hunyuan turban.

The Taoist's face was unusually flushed, his breathing was slightly rapid, and his injuries had not yet fully healed. He was clearly the one who had been attacked by the backlash when he used his magic to track down the person.

Qi Yun recognized one of the men in the Zhongshan suit as Zhong Weiguo, whom she had met once before.

He was startled; 749 must have discovered his whereabouts not long ago, most likely tonight.

To be able to send his acquaintance Zhong Weiguo in such a short time is truly remarkable.

But his expression remained unchanged; he simply smiled and said, "Captain Zhong, we meet again!"

At this moment, Zhong Weiguo frowned, his eyes blazing as he looked Qi Yun up and down. Although he was mentally prepared, witnessing such a transformative change still left him secretly astonished.

The moonlight, like water, fell upon Qi Yun. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, holding a sword in one hand, with a chilling sword intent subtly flowing around him.

His face was smooth and radiant, with a subtle sheen like jade. His eyes shone with a sharp, inner light, flashing like lightning as they opened and closed, making him particularly captivating in the night.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, and his expression was calm and composed.

Compared to the college graduate who had just had a miraculous encounter two months ago, possessing supernatural powers but unable to hide his naivety and bewilderment, his temperament has undergone a complete transformation.

The naivety and unease of the past have been completely washed away, replaced by a calm confidence, a steadfast fearlessness that exudes the unique purity and transcendence of Taoism.

Zhong Weiguo spoke slowly, his voice steady yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible solemnity: "Yes, we meet again. I just didn't expect that in just two months, you would have already entered the realm of receiving ordination."

It seems that quite a few interesting things happened to you during those two months you were missing.

Qi Yun smiled calmly: "It's acceptable."

His gaze shifted to the other two, and he asked, "Who are these two?" Zhong Weiguo stepped forward to introduce them: "This is Song Dingqian, the person in charge of the Yucheng region." Song Dingqian's face was cold and hard, his eyes sharp as an eagle's. He merely nodded slightly as a greeting.

"This is Master Gongyang, from Qingyang Palace," Zhong Weiguo continued.

Master Gongyang stepped forward, his face gentle and serene. Ignoring the slight turmoil in his body, he solemnly performed a standard Taoist kowtow to Qi Yun, his tone sincere.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings. This humble Daoist, Gongyang, bows in reverence. I had no choice but to use my magic to probe you earlier, and I apologize for any offense I may have caused.

Seeing this, Qi Yun also suppressed his smile and returned the greeting respectfully: "You're too kind, Daoist Master. It's nothing."

Zhong Weiguo picked up the conversation, his gaze falling on Qi Yun: "You now consider yourself a Taoist priest, and your demeanor is quite different from before."

It seems that the Five Organs Theory has truly been passed down?

“Not bad.” Qi Yun nodded in confirmation, his words concise and to the point.

At this moment, Song Dingqian stepped forward, his voice solemn: "Qi Yun, let's cut to the chase."

You should know why we have come. Your mysterious disappearance from the headquarters dormitory is no small matter.

Now that they've suddenly appeared in this mountain city, whatever the reason, they need to give our bureau a clear explanation!

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun raised an eyebrow, and the faint smile on his lips turned cold: "Confess? What confession? Just like last time, after you arrest me and interrogate me thoroughly, what kind of confession will you give me?"

Song Dingqian's face darkened, and he said sternly, "Don't try to confuse the issue! You voluntarily signed a contract as an unstaff member, and you are still an unstaff member of my Bureau 749!"

According to internal regulations, you have the responsibility and obligation to provide a detailed explanation of your unusual situation and whereabouts to the organization!

"An unofficial member?" Qi Yun seemed to have heard something amusing and suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter echoed across the quiet rooftop, carrying a hint of unbridled arrogance.

"In that case, I hereby formally inform you: I, Qi Yun, am withdrawing from Bureau 749 from this moment forward!"

"Arrogant!" Song Dingqian's expression darkened, his voice like thunder. "What do you think the 749 Bureau is? A vegetable market? You think you can come and go as you please?"

Considering your past involvement with the organization, I originally intended to investigate and handle the matter according to internal regulations.

Since you insist on drawing a line, so be it!

He took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly surged, like a ferocious beast awakening. "Then I will now formally arrest you as a major criminal suspect in the 'Shibanpo Major Murder Case'!"

Upon hearing this, the last trace of a smile vanished from Qi Yun's face, replaced by a cold indifference.

The longsword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry.

He slowly shook his head, his tone tinged with a touch of melancholy: "The domineering style of 749 is truly consistent from top to bottom! In that case, what are we waiting for?"

"So what if you've reached the realm of ordination? Do you really think no one can stop you? Today I'll show you what it means to be outmatched!"

Song Dingqian let out a low growl and said no more.

He took a step forward with a loud thud, and the concrete floor beneath his feet cracked slightly.

He clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles emitted a dull thud as if he were crushing the air!
In an instant, streams of jet-black, condensed energy coiled up from his arms, covering his fists and transforming into two massive, black hammers that exuded a fierce and domineering aura.

At the same time, his blood and qi surged like a furnace, his exposed skin turned crimson instantly, and his muscles bulged and bulged, making his Zhongshan suit creak and groan. Finally, with a few "rips", several tears appeared.

A massive heat wave surged outwards from his body, filling the air with a scorching and restless sense of oppression, its power terrifying!

(End of this chapter)