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

Chapter 189 The Three Jiaos Return to Unity, the Peak of Transformation!
Inside the forest ranger station, Zhang Guisheng was giving a report in a deep voice into the communication equipment, speaking quickly and clearly.

Qi Yun then entered with Song Wan, who was supporting Song Dingqian.

His gaze swept across the room and landed on Liu Lan, who was still unconscious.

"How is Captain Liu doing?" Qi Yun asked.

Lin Wei, who was standing nearby, immediately stood up and respectfully replied, "Master Qi, Captain Liu's vital signs have stabilized, and his blood pressure and heart rate have returned to normal, but..."

She paused, her face showing difficulty, "It's just that the corrosive effect of overusing the sealing artifact is too severe, causing great damage to the mental level."

Physical functions may recover, but when consciousness will return... or even whether it will return at all, is medically... unclear.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun walked to Liu Lan's bedside, extended two fingers and gently placed them on her wrist pulse. A wisp of pure and gentle true qi probed into her body to examine her carefully.

A moment later, he withdrew his hand, his brows furrowing slightly.

"The ghostly aura has been dispelled, but the body and mind have been greatly depleted, like a lamp running out of oil."

Qi Yun sighed softly, "Whether she can wake up or not depends entirely on her own will to live and her own fate. This humble Taoist is powerless to help her."

At this moment, Song Dingqian had been helped to sit down on a simple cot, and Lin Wei began to treat the horrifying wounds on his hands, disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging them.

Despite the intense pain, cold sweat beaded on Song Dingqian's forehead. He gritted his teeth, looked at Qi Yun, and explained in a hoarse voice, "Master, this time... it's my dereliction of duty as a father to have implicated Wanwan in danger."

Song Wan is now Qi Yun's apprentice and also a member of the Youxian Palace. Song Dingqian has to explain things to Qi Yun, both publicly and privately.

He recounted the whole story in fits and starts: "That day, Wanwan returned to the mountain city and went with me to the suburban cemetery to sweep her mother's grave."

Captain Liu Lan also came to the memorial service. She was an old acquaintance of my late wife and came every year.

"After the memorial service, Liu Lan mentioned the strange things about the recent capture of the tomb raiders and the subsequent investigation, saying that the ancient tomb was probably no small matter and invited my Shancheng branch to join the operation. I knew that this matter was of great importance, so I agreed."

“Wanwan was also there at the time. She said that she had previously followed the abbot to train at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain and felt that she was shallow in knowledge and weak in ability. She was always hesitant and timid when encountering problems, so she volunteered to go along and see it as a kind of training.”

Song Dingqian took a breath, a look of regret on his face: "But at that time, Wanwan had already resigned from her position in Bureau 749 and was considered a member of Youxian Palace."

Liu Lan and I both feel that this matter requires your approval, Abbot.

Unfortunately... unfortunately, I can't get in touch with you.

"We thought that since the Chuancheng and Shancheng branches had sent out their best personnel and the two captains were leading the team, the lineup was already quite strong. We figured that even if there were dangers, we would be able to handle them... So we took a chance and allowed Wanwan to accompany us as a disciple of Youxian Palace, thinking that it would be good for her to see the world... Alas! Who knew that what followed would be such a desperate situation!"
"They were almost...almost completely wiped out!"

By the end, Song Dingqian's voice was hoarse, filled with lingering fear and self-blame.

Song Wan, who was standing to the side, had already lowered her head, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her voice choked with sobs: "Master, I'm sorry... It was my recklessness, my lack of skill and my bravado that almost caused a disaster, and also implicated Aunt Liu and all the comrades... Please punish me!"

Qi Yun looked at her, his gaze calm and unwavering, without any hint of blame, and slowly said, "There's no need for punishment."

You have a heart that desires to help the world and bring peace to its people, and you wish to enter the world to hone your skills; this is a good intention, not a fault.

“Those who cultivate themselves do not sit in seclusion in the mountains, oblivious to worldly affairs.”

With a heart for the common people and a willingness to take on responsibilities, this sense of duty and sincerity is far more valuable than any temporary level of cultivation.

If one lacks strength, one can diligently practice and gradually improve; but this heart that yearns for the Way and the will to protect the world are not something everyone possesses, nor are they easily obtained.

His voice was gentle yet carried a comforting power: "Through this battle, we have come to know our own shortcomings and understand the fearsome nature of danger; this is also a form of self-cultivation."

Remember this in the future: act within your means, and you will achieve long-term success.

Upon hearing this, Song Wan's eyes reddened even more, and she nodded emphatically: "Disciple...will follow Master's teachings!"

Just then, the sound of an engine roaring from afar broke the tranquility of the mountains.

A support convoy consisting of off-road vehicles and ambulances finally arrived after navigating the rugged mountain roads.

Medical personnel quickly got out of the vehicle and took over the injured.

Liu Lan, Song Dingqian, and other seriously injured people were carefully carried onto the ambulance, with Song Wan following closely behind.

Zhang Guisheng came over and briefly handed over the reins to Qi Yun. He and his team were ordered to stay here and cooperate with the large-scale engineering team that was about to arrive to conduct a thorough exploration of the dangerous ancient tomb.

Qi Yun and Daoist Yun Cheng boarded an off-road vehicle and drove away from Niubei Mountain with the convoy.

After arriving at the nearest city hospital and properly settling the wounded, Qi Yun instructed Song Wan: "You stay here and take good care of your father. You can return to the mountain after his condition stabilizes."

There's no need to worry about temple and monastery affairs for now.

Song Wan agreed.

Qi Yun then left the hospital with Daoist Yun Cheng.

When the car reached the fork in the road leading to Qingcheng Mountain and Chuancheng, Qi Yun asked Yun Cheng to pull over.

"Fellow Daoist Yuncheng, this is enough. I will return to the mountain on my own; you need not see me off any further."

Yun Cheng didn't ask any further questions, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Take care on your journey, Abbot."

Qi Yun returned the greeting and watched the SUV turn around and drive towards Chuancheng.

As the car's taillights disappeared at the end of the mountain road, Qi Yun looked around. The night was vast and the surroundings were silent.

With a slight thought, the "Punishment Token" inside his body flashed with a faint light.

"Night patrol!"

In an instant, his figure transformed from solid to ethereal, as if merging into the night, becoming an invisible shadow.

Unlike the sluggish feeling in the ancient tombs and rocky mountains, being in the open wilderness now allows the night patrol to be used to its fullest potential!

He felt as light as a feather, and with his thoughts, he could ride the wind and fly through the air. His speed suddenly increased, more than twice as fast as when he was in the mountains and rocks.
The mountain scenery and trees on both sides turned into blurry shadows and flew backward. The night wind howled and swept past, but I felt no resistance at all. It was as if I had become a part of the night. The speed was incredibly fast!

Ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

Qi Yun appeared in a secluded section of the road.

A strong sense of dizziness and icy stiffness struck again, as if my limbs and bones were instantly frozen, and my spirit was also filled with a needle-like fatigue.

He stood still, silently enduring the pain, but once he recovered, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"This technique is good for traveling, but it should be integrated into combat... The ability to switch between reality and illusion, and to strike unexpectedly, is a wonderful way to defeat the enemy."

With this in mind, he once again urged the night patrol to test it repeatedly on the night road.

After five such repetitions, Qi Yun felt an unprecedented exhaustion deep within his soul, as if he had been fighting for three days and three nights straight. His eyelids were heavy, and his thoughts became sluggish.

"It seems that this technique does not consume true qi, but it still puts a considerable burden on the primordial spirit and should not be overused."

He forced himself to walk to a blue stone by the roadside, brushed off the dust, and sat down cross-legged.

He intended to recuperate, but his spiritual energy was severely depleted. As soon as he closed his eyes, his consciousness quickly sank into a deep sleep. He didn't know how much time had passed before he suddenly awoke.

When he opened his eyes, he was not surrounded by the biting mountain wind and cold blue stones, but by a vast, solemn, and familiar scene that connected him to his breath!

It was his inner world—the Five Organs Observation Hall!

"In my sleep... I actually entered the inner world?"

Qi Yun was slightly surprised, but then understood.

He was about to get up when he suddenly realized something was wrong!
The place where I was sitting was not the cold ground, but the white marble altar that was originally empty in the deepest part of the hall!

The platform is three feet high and more than ten feet wide, with cloud patterns swirling around it, exuding a natural Taoist charm.

Qi Yun was startled and suddenly looked down at himself.

I found myself sitting cross-legged, my body radiating a faint, clear glow. The light was gentle yet resilient, perfectly in harmony with the breath of the entire hall, the altar beneath my feet, and even the pulse of the entire inner world, forming a unified whole.

It was as if he himself had become an indispensable "core" of this world, the pivot that maintains its operation, and the manifestation of the condensation of the Dao!
"The altar is shaped by itself, and the consequences are borne by itself..."

The eight-character proverb, passed down through generations, resurfaced in my mind once more, resounding like a great bell, bringing me a completely new and profound understanding.

This "self-shaping" doesn't just refer to painstakingly crafting the external clay or wooden puppet!

Furthermore, one's own path, status, cultivation, and karma naturally manifest in this place of spiritual reflection, allowing one to ascend to that position and achieve one's own divinity!
The altar is not set up for external gods, but prepared for "me"! Only by bearing its weight can one know its name!

Overwhelmed with emotion, Qi Yun slowly rose, intending to examine the situation more closely.

As soon as he landed, his gaze swept toward the altar, and his pupils contracted slightly.

On the empty altar, there was still a figure whose posture was exactly the same as his just now!

The figure was slightly blurry, its entire body outlined by pure, clear light. Its face was no different from his, its eyes slightly closed, its countenance solemn and dignified. It maintained its profound breathing rhythm, breathing in sync with the entire inner world, as if it were an eternal imprint left by him, or a naturally formed divine embryo, quietly absorbing the spiritual essence of this place.

"This is..." Qi Yun asked in surprise, tentatively reaching out a finger to gently touch the ethereal, luminous image.

The fingertip passed through without any obstruction, without feeling any physical presence, energy fluctuations, or residual divine thoughts, as if it were just an extremely realistic trace of light and shadow.

However, the unique Daoist charm emanating from it, which is of the same origin as itself and closely connected to its inner landscape, is real and true.

Unable to find any explanation, Qi Yun suppressed his surprise and quickly turned to the towering Cauldron of Cause and Effect outside the hall.

The furnace body is simple and unadorned, with three legs and two handles, and is engraved with countless mysterious runes.

"Having gone through all this, clearing the ancient tomb of evil, annihilating the incarnation of Qingyun, saving everyone, and officially establishing our sect... I wonder how many karmic seals we will be able to refine!"

Qi Yun, filled with anticipation, immediately placed his palm on the slightly warm furnace wall.

With a thought, the furnace suddenly became transparent, revealing the scene inside.

Countless golden threads of varying thickness and interwoven light and shadow were seen frantically entwining, coiling, and dying, forming an intricate web of cause and effect containing endless mysteries.

Among them, the two thickest and most dazzling ones are, one is deep and heavy, involving the entire Qi and fortune of the Five Internal Organs Observation Method; the other is deep and mysterious, which is the cause and effect that is constantly entangled with Qingyun!

"Refine!" Qi Yun shouted, and the Crimson Hunting Flame within his body surged into the furnace.

In an instant, the furnace burst into flames, and the crimson-gold flames enveloped the causal threads, fiercely burning them.

The tangled threads twisted in the fire, and the "fate," "karma," "power," and "destiny" they contained were gradually refined and purified. Impurities turned into smoke and dissipated, leaving only the purest source of cause and effect.

Countless dazzling golden specks of light, like stars, emerged from the sea of ​​fire, their number several times greater than the last time they were refined!
Among them, the light spots contributed by the two main causal lines are the most magnificent, occupying almost half of the total.

The process lasted a while, and then the fire gradually died down.

A dense, golden light shot up from the top of the furnace, then, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it plunged into Qi Yun's ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

Qi Yun immediately looked inward and saw that the nine pale gold causal seals that originally surrounded his primordial spirit and rotated like stars had now become fifty-two!

A total of forty-three new ones have been added!
"So many!" Even Qi Yun, with his calm and collected nature, couldn't help but be moved at this moment.

After a moment's thought, he realized that most of this must be due to the conclusion and establishment of the earth-shattering cause and effect of his formal establishment of the Five Organs View in the present world, reopening the mountain gate, and continuing the lineage of the Northern Emperor!
This is a tremendous cause and effect that laid the foundation for the orthodox tradition and has far-reaching implications, and its feedback is naturally immense.

Fifty-two causal seals swirled and circulated, radiating a vast and mysterious power.

At this moment, he finally possessed enough power to activate that great supernatural ability within the Causal Furnace!

His gaze swept over the several supernatural power options, each containing immense power, and his mind was in turmoil.

This item was hard-won and is crucial to our future path; it must be used wisely and should not be wasted.

Suppressing the urge to try it immediately, Qi Yun decided to make full use of this opportunity for inner cultivation.

The flow of time here is different from that in the outside world, making it an unparalleled treasure land for cultivation.

He immediately sat cross-legged beside the stove, calmed his mind, and began his practice.

His mind sank into his dantian, where fifty-nine streams of milky-white true qi surged and flowed, radiating brilliance.

Guided by his will, his true qi, like a dragon, split into two streams. One stream descended and merged into the "bladder" organ; the other stream was more powerful and surged towards the "three burners" along a mysterious path.

With this nourishment, the bladder can be seen, through internal observation, rapidly refined and purified by the true qi, eventually turning into nothingness. The entire bladder becomes crystal clear, like a crystal sculpture, radiating a pure, moist luster that complements the clear radiance of other organs.

A feeling of complete and flawless water metabolism arises spontaneously.

The sensation of refining the "Three Burners" is especially miraculous!

The Triple Burner is not a specific single organ, but rather the sum of the Upper Burner (heart and lungs), Middle Burner (spleen and stomach), and Lower Burner (liver, kidneys, and bladder). It is the channel for the ascending, descending, entering, and exiting of Qi, the pathway for the circulation of fluids, and the overall controller for the coordination of the functions of the five viscera and six bowels!

He could be described as a "government official" in one body.

The powerful true qi surged in, not targeting any particular place, but rather permeating the invisible "domain" between the chest and abdomen. Wherever the true qi passed, it seemed to unknowingly clear long-blocked channels and restore the chaotic order of qi.

The upper burner is like a mist, pervasive and ethereal, and breathing resonates with it, greatly enhancing the effect of inhaling and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth; the middle burner is like a fermenting vat, ripening food and water, making the transformation of subtle substances more efficient and smooth.

The lower burner is like a drainage ditch; when the ditch is cleared and the flow is unobstructed, the function of expelling turbidity and impurities is thoroughly achieved.

The connections between the internal organs have never been so close and harmonious, as if a loose alliance that was originally independent has instantly become a unified and efficient whole that works as well as its own limbs!
The generation, distribution, and excretion of essence, qi, spirit, blood, and body fluids reached an unprecedentedly perfect cyclical state.

"boom!"

When the last bit of obstruction is completely cleared, the six internal organs shine brightly and are completely connected with the clear light of the five viscera, forming a perfect and flawless internal universe cycle!

Qi Yun's body trembled violently, his aura rising uncontrollably, and a grand sound like a rushing river and surging tides emanated from within him.

Beneath the skin, a precious light flowed, and clear sounds resonated within the internal organs, filling the limbs and bones with a sense of immense power far surpassing anything before.

The realm of transformation has been perfected! You have officially entered the pinnacle of transformation!

(End of this chapter)