Chapter Seventy-Three Calamity

  A scorching flow of inflammation rises from the Dan Tian, goes up to the Wu Mai and then divides into the twelve regular meridians. The fine silk-like true Qi flows and connects throughout the body, constructing a dense network of true Qi circulation within the torso like a spider web.

  These restless and surging flames of true energy, every time they pass through a period of time, become stronger by one degree, return to the dantian through the wu pulse, and finally gather into a bright yellow fireball the size of an egg.

  But in this process, a true gas of one of the meridians suddenly lost control, and it wildly rushed forward and backward, instantly triggering a terrible chain reaction.

  First, the uncontrolled true energy flowing through the meridians ruptured, and then the overflowing flame power affected other meridians, like a prairie fire spreading rapidly throughout the body, causing all the meridians to be severed and the five internal organs to be incinerated, making it difficult to recover even with the ability to communicate with heaven!

  Qin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and his true self-consciousness was kicked out of the sea of consciousness.

  Just now he was practicing the first layer of Jiu Yang Xuan Gong in the Small Qian Kun world, but at the critical moment, he failed again!

  However, Qin Yun didn't mind, closing his eyes and re-entering the Sea of Consciousness, skillfully extracting the power stored in the yin-yang energy ring around the Qiankun Supplementing Heaven Stone, quickly repairing the damage to his divine soul consciousness caused by his physical death in the Qiankun Secret Realm.

  He had gone through the same situation thousands of times, enduring the pain of his divine soul being injured in order to cultivate the Nine Yang Profound Scripture and repeatedly experiencing the trials of failure.

  Three months ago, Qin Yun successfully condensed the Nine Yang Original Fire Seed, which is now the fireball in his Qihai Dan Tian. Although it looks small in size, it contains extremely pure and compressed true energy!

  However, after going through three months of time, he had only managed to cultivate the Nine Yang Fire Seed from a bullet size to an egg size, but still hadn't achieved the first layer's One Turn Success.

  The Nine Yang Xuan Gong is divided into nine layers and nine turns. Each time you advance to the next layer, you complete one turn, and your inner fire will double in power. The color will also change from yellow-orange to crimson red, with each level being extremely distinct and clear.

  In the end, after nine cycles of transformation, the primordial fire will transform into Nine Flame Blazing Yang, covering the entire Dan Tian Qi Hai, and its power will reach an unimaginable degree.

  However, this set of Xian Gong techniques was too profound and abstruse. Without anyone to guide him, Qin Yun relied on his own comprehension and the annotations in the secret manual, using the Small Qian Kun world to repeatedly simulate and deduce the techniques over and over again.

  He didn't know how many times he had died in the Small Universe, and he had also experienced unimaginable trials and tribulations that others couldn't even think of, before gradually grasping some of the profound mysteries of the Nine Yang Primordial Art.

  That's why Qin Yun can be so reckless, if it were someone else cultivating the Nine Yang Mystical Technique, they would have to carefully and painstakingly cultivate it under the guidance of their seniors, step by step, slowly and steadily, how could they possibly comprehend the essence of the technique like he did through constant experimentation.

  The experience of cultivation gained from thousands of failures is impossible to measure with value, and even the Old Ancestor himself cannot be compared to Qin Yun in this aspect.

  After repairing his divine soul, Qin Yun once again exited the sea of consciousness, as usual, reflecting on the lessons learned from this failed attempt to break through.

  This is another place where Qin Yun is different from others. Even if he has a divine object like the Qian Kun Supplementing Heaven Stone, he will not give up his own thinking ability.

  Combining the lessons from his previous failures, he believed that this time's failure was not due to any inadequacy in his control over the Nine Suns True Qi, but rather a problem with his mental state.

  The Nine Yang Xuan Gong emphasizes the importance of a profound mental state and requires practitioners to reach a level where their heart is as still as stagnant water despite being surrounded by intense flames. During practice, one must enter a meditative state, forget about oneself, and cast aside all distracting thoughts.

  While Qin Yun was impacting the Xuan Gong for the first time, he always unconsciously tried to strengthen his control over the flow of true energy.

  This was his original habit of practicing the Lièzhì Xīn Fǎ, and using it on the Jiǔ Yáng Xuán Gōng would fall to a lower level, also violating the requirements of the Xuán Gōng's heart method, undoubtedly the root cause of the failure.

  However, it is easy to know but difficult to do, and Qin Yun still needs more effort and attempts to truly solve this problem.

  He slowly stood up from the meditation cushion and put on his outer garment before leaving the practice room.

  After being promoted to the inner disciple of Wai Shi Tang, Qin Yun moved into a larger and more comfortable residence, although it was still in the manor, but the conditions were undoubtedly much better than before.

  Chirp! Chirp!

  He had just walked out of the room when a white shadow flashed over and pounced on his feet.

  It was indeed Biyu Fox Spirit Xiaoyao, Qin Yun's spiritual pet.

  It rubbed its small head against Qin Yun's calf, making low chirping sounds, and the watery fox eyes were full of coquettish and pleading expressions.

  Qin Yun smiled and picked up the medicine box on the bookshelf, taking out a thick yellow pill and throwing it to this little glutton.

  This spirit has been following Qin Yun for more than half a year and is becoming increasingly spiritual.

  However, Xiao Yao's taste is now becoming more and more picky. Normally, he doesn't eat meat food, only eating precious medicinal materials such as Huang Jing, Shan Yao, Cao Zhi, etc. from previous years.

  Most of Qin Yun's savings were all used up by it.

  Of course, this does not reduce Qin Yun's favor towards it. With a snow fox that understands human nature by his side, the years of cultivation are no longer lonely.

  The sky was already bright, and the early autumn sunlight shone through the half-open window, with the dust stirred up by the little fox mischievously chasing after the rays of light.

  A new day has arrived, and another long night has passed!

  Qin Yun couldn't help but stretch his arms and flex his muscles, and in the midst of the crisp cracking sounds from his joints, his spirit reached its peak state.

  Almost half a year has passed and Qin Yun has grown taller again.

  Due to long-term cultivation of Jiuyang Xuan Gong, the body that had been tempered by the spiritual power of heaven and earth originally transformed from slender to robust with bulging muscles.

  His muscles and skin had a faint, ancient bronze hue under the long-term nourishment of the Nine Yang True Qi's Inflaming Sun, making him look even more perfect than when he first arrived at Qiancheng City.

  Under the effect of Introspection Technique, the divine light in his eyes was completely covered up, and the aura inside looked no different from that of an ordinary young martial artist.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Suddenly, a low and muffled sound of bronze bell came from outside, one after another.

  Qin Yun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, with an ominous premonition lurking in his mind, as if something bad was going to happen.

  He hastily put on his clothes and pushed open the door to leave the residence.

  The bell continued to ring non-stop, not from within the manor but from the Qin family's ancestral hall. Many startled young masters walked out of their rooms.

  They were just as bewildered as Qin Yun, looking towards the direction of the Zong Manor and whispering to each other.

  At this time, a steward rushed over and shouted loudly: "Everyone go to the main hall immediately, there is an important announcement from the clan!"

  Something big has happened!

  Everyone understood that if nothing big happened, the clan would not suddenly gather all the children without warning and keep ringing the bronze bell.

  With a nervous heart, the young masters left the manor and headed towards the Moyang Taoist Temple.

  The main hall had already been filled with many people, including young disciples, stewards, deacons and elder masters.

  Many people looked serious and tense, with a sense of tension hanging in the air.

  Under the command of the clan's steward, the young men returned to their respective halls.

  Qin Yun and others had just gathered in the main hall of Wai ZiTang for a short while when the master, Qin WuJiao, announced a major event - the old ancestor of the Qin family failed to close the gate of life and death and has just been eliminated!

  The old ancestor has passed away!

  Qin Yun was suddenly struck as if by lightning, and his mind went completely blank.

  Although he had expected it beforehand, when he actually heard the bad news, he really couldn't accept it!

  Although they had only met once, Lao Zu's concern and care for him was something Qin Yun would be grateful for his whole life and remember forever.

  He couldn't help but feel a deep sorrow, and he was unable to conceal the grief in his heart. Tears involuntarily rolled down from the corners of his eyes as he recalled the white-haired old man's appearance, smile, and gentle teachings.

  "From today on, all the young masters will wear white clothes and observe a three-day mourning period. All entertainment and celebratory activities are prohibited!" Qin Wu continued: "These three days, suspend all tasks, everyone should stay at home or in the manor and not go out."

  At this time, the young masters of Wai Shi Tang finally came back to their senses from their initial shock.

  The fall of a hidden old ancestor is also a very heavy loss for a big family like Qin.

  The Qin family has five known ancestors, compared to the Wu family's four, which gives them a certain advantage. However, this is now equalized, and will inevitably have a profound impact on the future struggles between the two families.

  But the fall of Lao Zu is such a big thing, the clan doesn't want to hide it, but the difficulty of hiding it is too great. On the one hand, there must be an opponent's mole within the family, and the news will eventually leak out.

  Moreover, the top strongmen in Qianchao City would have a subtle sense of the existence of others at the same level, so the hidden old ancestors of the family would not easily leave their ancestral temple to avoid unpredictable dangers caused by an imbalance of power.

  However, just losing one elder was still unable to shake the foundation of the Qin family.

  As for influence, it may have had a greater impact on Qin Yun.

  Thanks to the favor and care of Old Ancestor, Qin Yun's status in Wai Shi Tang was quite transcendent. Others wouldn't look down on him just because he was a collateral branch's new son, not even Hall Master Qin Wu Jiu would dare to be rude to him.

  For nearly half a year, Qin Wenbing, who had repeatedly suffered greatly at the hands of Qin Yun, has been lying low and hasn't looked for trouble again, and his relationship with Laozu is also extremely tense.

  But without Old Ancestor's backing, would others still have such an attitude?

  Qin Yun keenly felt some unusual gazes from around him.

  These juniors were only familiar with Qin Yun, and they didn't have any particularly close relationships or grudges with him. However, they would still secretly rejoice in his misfortune.

  Perhaps in their eyes, all the good things and good fortune that Qin Yun had once experienced were unforgivable mistakes!

  Qin Yun took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and clenched his fists.

  Just as Lao Zu had said before he went into seclusion, from now on his path could only be walked alone.

  Qin Yun has nothing to fear!

  Even if there is a storm surge, let the wind and rain come more fiercely!

  As a man, one should ride the waves and strike!