Chapter 4, The Blind Men and the Elephant

The Star Soul sighed: "Clearly a human, yet insists on behaving like a bat. How can a human easily perceive sound waves."

During the day, the man in the green robe entered the underground chamber. The Star Soul stood quietly before him, which greatly pleased the man in the green robe

Who are you? Who am I? ... You ...? ... Do you know the secret of the soles of my feet? Who came up with this perverse method to make him cross the narrow bridge? What would happen if one were to die at the hands of a group of seven or eight-year-old children? A series of questions rushed into his mind, and he merely exhaled the air he had been holding: "Aren't you afraid that Master Qingyi will find out about you?"

If I had internal energy, I could just lift it and fly up

Feeling around, it was still just a picture. The curiosity of the star soul was once again piqued. He had seen such a picture in his past life; it was merely an ordinary diagram of human anatomy, illustrating the acupoints and meridians connected throughout the body. However, the shadow referred to it as the "Tianmai Neijing," which made him want to laugh. In the West, anatomy was once destined for the pyre of the Holy See. In China, daring to disturb the dead would lead to the living seeking vengeance. It was just a diagram of human meridians; no wonder they could not recognize it. In the West, anatomy was once destined for the pyre of the Holy See. In China, daring to disturb the dead would lead to the living seeking vengeance. It was just a diagram of human meridians; no wonder they could not recognize it.

After pondering for a moment, Xinghun asked: "If it's not the Sunflower Manual, then the Wedding Dress Divine Skill will suffice"

The shadow fell silent for a moment and said: "I knew it, you could never be an idiot"

The shadow seems reluctant to linger, having cast aside a roll of matters as if discarding a heavy burden: "Many people wish to obtain this Volume of the Heavenly Pulse Internal Classic, so practice it diligently."

The sense of fear in darkness is magnified countless times compared to usual. Resistance weakens when one cannot see. It is akin to horror movies; thrilling plots occurring in broad daylight under the sun always seem uninteresting

He recalled the sensation of climbing through the window in his previous life, and attempted to perform a somersault, landing precisely within the footprints. This brought him a small sense of accomplishment. A faint joy surged within him, offering a bit more enjoyment than simply walking straight ahead.

While he was happily flipping around, Xinghun sensed a change in the atmosphere around him, something happened. It flew towards him. Reflexively, he twisted his waist. The flow of energy within his body was immediately interrupted, and he fell to the ground on all fours, grimacing in pain and complaining: "Master, you wouldn't be throwing flying daggers, would you?"

In the darkness, the star soul could not see him, yet truly felt that there was no one around. He was quite impressed by the lightness of the green-clad person's skills. With no other choice, he thought, let’s practice!

Every day I only shoot one hundred arrows, and there are still twenty arrows left. If you do not get up, I will still shoot them at you. Being a stationary target will hurt even more

Move to a place where you can evade my hidden weapons

The shadow let out a soft sigh

I? I am a shadow, a shadow that cannot appear before people. I promised someone that I would help you acquire skills...

Master Qingyi has already left the stone chamber, seemingly intending for him to adapt to this darkness and solitude on his own

Xinghun turned over, lying on the bed and carefully exploring the characters embroidered on the silk. He felt that he had wrongly scolded the shadow; if it were truly a book, he would have no way to deal with it at all

This sentence nearly made Xinghun jump out of bed, pointing at Yingzi and cursing him for being out of his mind. Ever since entering the valley, he had walked the tightrope between life and death many times, and had almost been sent to the Peony Pavilion for a listing. Xinghun coldly glared at Yingzi, sneering to himself that he would never acknowledge this favor. Regardless of what their relationship was in this lifetime.

Star Soul was dumbfounded: "What should I do if I get hit?"

What is the Sunflower Manual and the Wedding Dress Divine Skill

After receiving the fragrant pancake, Xinghun could no longer hold back and asked him: "How did you know where my hand was?"

Teach you internal skills

Just as he was about to comfortably fall into the first peaceful sleep after descending into the valley, he sensed the presence of another person in the room and instinctively held his breath

A sharp sound pierced the air as an arrow flew towards him, striking his back, nearly causing him to lose his breath. Enraged, he pointed at the man in the green attire and shouted, "Wasn't it agreed upon that there would be twenty arrows?"

He no longer thought about those intangible matters, shook off the things thrown by the shadow, and suddenly froze, unable to help but curse loudly: "How could I know what was written up there in the pitch darkness!"

Who are you?" Xinghun finally asked.

The shadow is very candid: "I have watched for six years and have not discerned any clues. Perhaps ... you can."

When the lights go out, the star soul becomes blind

You touch the ground; there are footprints, now forming a straight line, with each step measuring five inches, totaling forty-nine steps. The voice of the figure in green echoed softly in the stone chamber, "The highest realm of lightness skill is actually the perception of the external world. Every part of a person's organs possesses unimaginable potential. When you are blind, you will naturally mobilize your ears and your senses. Everything around you is not completely still; when you walk, you create the sound of wind and stir the breath. Originally, there were no objects in the stone chamber, but if something is placed inside, the atmosphere there changes." Every part of a person's organs possesses unimaginable potential. When you are blind, you will naturally mobilize your ears and your senses. Everything around you is not completely still; when you walk, you create the sound of wind and stir the breath. Originally, there were no objects in the stone chamber, but if something is placed inside, the atmosphere there changes.

Xinghun agreed with Master Qingyi's words. In his previous life, he was equally self-righteous when he resorted to underhanded tactics behind the scenes. He rubbed the painful spots on his body as he walked back to his room, smiling as he traced the meridian chart on the silk. He had already discovered the secret of the Tianmai Neijing. In the future, he would also master the secrets of this body

I cannot

That night, Xinghun went to sleep with a sly smile on his face

The Star Soul does not hesitate to ask: "How can I learn martial arts if I cannot see your footwork?"

He has been gone for three months. With his excellent qualities as a killer from his previous life, he has lived freely in the darkness. Xinghun leisurely walks in a straight line, from one end to the other, repeatedly contemplating his future life, telling himself over and over that he is no longer Li Lin

As his fingers brushed over the silk scroll, he recognized the characters, a skill he owed to his father, who had opened a small seal engraving shop. From a young age, his father had pressured him to learn with the idea that he would inherit the family business and secure a livelihood. This also paved the way for him to later forge official seals, opening the door to the convenience of counterfeiting.

He was completely dizzy, taking deep and shallow breaths. It was impossible to transform into a cloud with just a breath, right? A thought crossed his mind, recalling the "Nurturing the Heavenly Veins" scripture.

However, he was not given another chance to think, as the sound of the wind suddenly rose. Xinghun rolled over to evade and ran forward following the footprints, but after taking a step, he retreated again, hiding from the arrows that were coming from all directions. Whether he advanced or retreated, the arrows of the man in green clung to him like maggots to bone. By the time twenty arrows had been shot, Xinghun collapsed to the ground, panting.

It should be a starry night outside now, right? Xinghun thought idly, gently stroking the silk with his fingers, feeling a sense of melancholy. The internal energy should be embroidered on the silk. He felt the uneven traces beneath his touch. His fingers slowly traced along a raised thread. With his eyes closed, he followed this protruding line downward, gradually forming a diagram of the human meridian system in his mind

One is practiced by a eunuch, and the other is practiced for someone else

"It is an arrow!" The person in the green attire was very pleased with the reaction of Xinghun; his patience and quick response were sufficient to live up to the name Xinghun

Three days later, he no longer lit the oil lamp

He pinched his nose and moved the toilet, yet the person in the green attire still found the spot. He then lightened his footsteps and walked towards the stone chamber's entrance, only to collide directly with the chest of the person in the green attire

Xinghun spent three days familiarizing himself with the environment here. He ensured that he would not walk into things and injure his nose. However, he remained very curious about how the person in the green attire could move freely in the darkness, including urinating, which was done with such precision that it landed perfectly in the bucket, leaving him in awe.

In the past... it is fine if I cannot remember! In the future, it will depend solely on my own fate. The voice of the shadow carried a hint of melancholy

Master, this is a straight line, and I have nowhere to evade! You wouldn't be trying to take the opportunity to have me killed, would you? Xinghun feels that once he becomes familiar with a person's trajectory, throwing a knife at them will have a hit rate of one hundred percent

The Star Soul looked at the person in the green robe as if he were a monster, even though he could see nothing in the pitch darkness. "Are you saying that when you held me like a pigeon and flew up the mountain, you didn't use any internal energy either?"

"Why don't you practice?" The plums by the roadside are not eaten by anyone, not because passersby understand the rules, but because they are sour and unpalatable. This principle is understood by Xinghun

However, he did not realize that what he touched was entirely different from what the shadow wanted him to see. Even the shadow was unaware of the peculiarities of the embroidery on the silk; only the Star Soul, with its focused touch in the darkness, could uncover the true secret recorded in the silk.

The boundless darkness exerts an invisible pressure on people. Perhaps the methods employed by Master Qingyi to train his disciples are as perverse as his own. Xinghun feels a bit of sympathy for him; Master Qingyi's skin gives him a firsthand experience of what it is like to be a vampire.

It is too cruel for the child. Xinghun smiled faintly, yawned, and thought with boredom that he really liked this darkness and silence, feeling safe and comfortable. Could it be that he is a bit perverse as well

Revenge? Xinghun almost uttered the common latter half of this line in the drama. "Your martial arts are quite good, why can't you teach me? Are you going to leave me here in this valley?"

It is your fortune that you can walk out of the building, and whether you can master it is also your fortune. What I can do for you is now limited to this. Your master in the green robe has this bad habit before accepting disciples, which is why I was able to come in... it is also your fortune

Those who use hidden weapons always have an unexpected move, a move that is fatal! The person in the green attire said this with great confidence and then vanished like the wind

Aren't you afraid that my reckless practice will lead me astray? What Xinghun truly wants to say is that if I do go astray, wouldn't you be even less likely to obtain this secret

This is a roll of mounted silk. Xinghun is somewhat dejected; the shadow is the fool, thinking that he can still steal light through the wall here? Or perhaps he believes he can light a lamp and read generously when the person in green comes during the day?

The star soul no longer spoke much, reaching down to touch the imprint beneath his feet. He stepped onto it, then moved to the next footprint. He walked very slowly, whether his eyes were closed or not did not matter, just like that he completed forty-nine steps and then walked back. "How long must I walk like this?"

"You just need to practice the breathing method I taught you." The figure in blue said this and then vanished.

You will know in three years

Inconvenient

The figure in blue replied faintly, and soon after, Xinghun was struck by arrows tipped with arrowheads, crying out for his father and mother, writhing in pain. He lay on the ground, refusing to move.

However, I cannot remember things from the past

What does the voice of the shadow sound like? Xinghun feels it resembles a voice forced out by pinching the throat, with a very gentle attitude, and the sound is like that of a duck. He bursts into laughter. "What are you here for?"

Star Soul had not yet had the chance to digest everything that Shadow had said, and his heart was filled with countless questions and confusions, while Shadow had already left decisively. For six years, Shadow had accompanied him in the valley for one year, and Star Soul could guarantee that during that year, Shadow absolutely did not know the secret of his soles, as he had not bathed even once. The people in the valley knew that among the thousand children, very few would survive, and they were too lazy to build public facilities like bathhouses. But what about five years ago? Where had he lived, that no one had turned him inside out? The people in the valley knew that among the thousand children, very few would survive, and they were too lazy to build public facilities like bathhouses. But what about five years ago? Where had he lived, that no one had turned him inside out? Star Soul did not believe it.

The calm voice of Shadow Brother floated in the air: "I knew you would not disappoint our expectations and would successfully enter the valley to learn the arts"

The Star Soul smiled, perhaps this thing belongs to my family, so maybe... they left me here, sparing my life just so I could know the secrets that you cannot know. It is a pity that I was truly foolish before.

There are no arrowheads. At most, one might sustain some injuries

In the first three nights, he will not stay here. He is very stubborn; he believes that you must be able to stay here alone for three nights in order to qualify as his disciple

He sighed and felt a bit excited, as the miraculous internal energy had finally been attained by him. He was also quite curious whether he truly had the luck to master the internal energy.

I only know the method of breathing

The person in blue was somewhat curious about the concept of sound waves. After pondering for a moment, they nodded in agreement: "If it is like water waves, then the movement of breath is just so."

He lay quietly in the darkness, finally able to enjoy a comfortable sleep. Throughout this year in the valley, he had hardly slept soundly even once. His curiosity about the body, his curiosity about this world, and the vigilance that would not allow him to relax.