Chapter 1: Why Separate Yin and Yang

"Abao, come here quickly, it is better if you are closer to me"

Bodhi Sattva

However, in just a moment, the sound of knocking at the door is about to evolve into the sound of the door being broken down

At that moment, Abao gently tugged at his hand and then pointed to the top of his head

... ...

Wang Qi felt an overwhelming heaviness in his body; he found it difficult to sit up.

At this moment, he seemed to clearly feel that he had two bodies; one was lying on the bed in the room below, while the other was the one currently standing on the roof, waiting for the first ray of sunlight of the day.

Lying down, Wang Qi suddenly felt a jolt in his eyelids and opened his eyes. He was still in his room, but the faint morning light was filtering through the gaps in the wooden walls

At this moment, Aunt Yun, who was sitting sideways at his bedside, suddenly stood up, her sleeves lightly brushing as if she were tidying up his room. However, those shadowy and indistinct things were all treated by Aunt Yun as 'dust' and swept away.

In the next moment, he no longer hesitated, straightened his body, and then softly began to recite the scriptures

The beautiful woman in palace attire is Aunt Yun, who is his wet nurse

Reveal the truth, reveal the truth

The bone-chilling cold continuously seeped in from the surrounding well water, draining the warmth from Wang Qi's body and causing him immense suffering

Abandoned child, it is time to get up for the morning class

Aunt Yun remained silent, merely pointing to a corner of the room

He quickly got up with agility... After all, he was a hunter from the mountains and the wilderness, so taking a casual nap did not require him to wash up or organize any clothes...

He lowered his head to take a look, only to see that his body was indeed lying there soundly asleep, yet he had already passed through the beam and arrived on the roof.

Subsequently, after reciting the heart mantra 108 times, Wang Qicai finally stopped

Yet they came nonetheless, each one approaching with a sullen expression, raising their heads in an attempt to meet Wang Qi's gaze... However, at that moment, Wang Qi chose not to look at them. He simply continued to quietly recite the scriptures that only he knew in this world

Fortunately, he had practiced this kind of thing many times before. After struggling for a moment, he suddenly sat up from the bed and silently said, "Aunt Yun, have I kept you waiting for long?"

The door of his small cabin was knocked on forcefully, raising concerns about whether this flimsy door would be shattered

He began to struggle, feeling as if his body was vibrating rapidly, trying to break free from some kind of restraint

Consider this state of being devoid of sorrow, joy, thought, and contemplation; it is a kind of insight derived from the frequent recitation of the Heart Sutra

Suddenly, he felt a great bright light shining down upon him from the heavens, leaving him in a state of daze and confusion

Wang Qi was reluctant to interrupt this comfortable feeling, silently savoring it for about a minute... Only then did the intense warmth throughout his body quickly subside

He quickly suppressed his thoughts and refrained from dwelling on this, for his numerous experiences had taught him that he must not have any emotional fluctuations at this moment; his mindset must remain entirely calm and composed

This made all the muscles in his body feel as if they had undergone a massage, and even his originally somewhat fatigued spirit was greatly rejuvenated

Is it this dream again

Only Abao and Aunt Yun have disappeared without a trace

The light and shadows of the flames illuminated the night sky, accompanied by the sounds of battle cries and wails that grew louder.

Wang Qi quickly called out: "Understood, Uncle Dashan, I will be out soon!"

He did not conceal his uniqueness from Wang Dashan

The chirping of birds is crisp, bringing with it a sense of the morning.

He suddenly felt a cold embrace

The usually grumpy Wang Dashan suddenly darkened his expression and hesitantly said, "I felt as if there were some sinister entities gathering last night. Is it that Yun Niang and the others have come again?"

The first time he attempted to do this, he was indeed frightened and immediately "withdrew". However, he now understands that as long as he maintains a state of inner calm, devoid of joy or sorrow, he can continue to sustain this condition

Although they appear to be at odds with each other at this moment, Wang Qi and Wang Dashan have relied on each other for the past ten years, and their relationship has long transcended that of a father and son.

Wang Dashan, with a complex expression, repeatedly struggled with his thoughts before finally saying: "You should refrain from doing such things in the future, as there is a separation between yin and yang. Excessive contact with yin entities can harm your own yang energy."

Dressed like a hunter in the mountains, yet the manner of speaking resembles that of a tutor from a wealthy household

Wang Qi almost realized something the moment he entered this scene, and then, amidst the confusion, he raised his head to look at the sky above the well...

However, Wang Qi did not respond to him this time; instead, he went outside, took a deep breath, and leaped into the air, landing on the roof where he sat cross-legged.

Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is precisely emptiness, emptiness is precisely form

Knock knock knock

This is Wang Qi's own room, and he is currently lying on his bed.

But when he turned his head, he suddenly saw a beautiful woman in palace attire sitting sideways at the head of his bed, quietly, yet seemingly with a hint of melancholy, gazing at him

"You little brat, why are you so talkative..." Wang Dashan said with a weary expression as he directly started to curse... He is a rough man, and when he cannot argue, he can only resort to cursing

He instinctively rolled to the side and fell straight down

At this moment, Wang Qi's small room seemed to have escaped the constraints of space, making it hard to imagine how so many people could fit in.

He used to be a person who valued cleanliness and quality of life, but now he has long been taught by the harsh realities of life to be pragmatic

Looking at the two people beside him, Wang Qi felt a surge of sadness rising within him

He has raised Wang Qi for ten years, and in fact, he has never hit this child, nor has he ever found a way to deal with this overly sensible child.

The accident occurred in the air, devoid of perception, thought, action, and consciousness

However, Wang Qi did not pay much attention to this; he asked again, "What about A Bao?"

There is no ignorance, and there is no cessation of ignorance

I understand, Uncle Dashan! Wang Qi, however, retorted without any fear: "You are already in your forties, yet you still have such a bad temper. If you cannot calm your mind and cultivate your composure, how can you enter the path of martial arts!"

Before him was a scene of a dilapidated room, with a ghostly blue moonlight streaming in through the gaps in the wooden planks, allowing him to seemingly discern all the furnishings within the room

He is familiar with this location, after all, he just left here not long ago

Boom

Wang Dashan could only shake his head in helplessness, completely displaying an expression of resignation

And in the next moment, he felt as if his entire body had been instantly immersed in a hot spring, experiencing a sensation of intense warmth that was exceedingly comfortable

Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara

Wang Qi shouted.

He opened the door, only to find Wang Dashan, with a body clad in animal skins and a physique resembling that of a tiger and a bear, waiting impatiently.

Wang Dashan's rugged voice came from outside, presenting a very spirited appearance

Wang Qi nodded seriously and replied: "Yes, Abao and Aunt Yun have also come, and they seem to be doing well."

Wang Qi seemed to be struggling, as if he had finally broken free from the last remnants of restraint, and suddenly soared into the air with a lightness...

Wang Qi looked over and saw a six-year-old child dressed in luxurious clothing, resembling a young master from a wealthy family, seemingly doing somersaults in that corner

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery vanished in an instant, and he awoke from the dream that had entangled him for nearly ten years

Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, when practicing deep prajna paramita, perceives that the five aggregates are empty, thus transcending all suffering and distress

Upon seeing him come out, a scolding voice arose: "You little one, do you not understand the importance of the morning class? The first breath of fresh air each morning is essential for nurturing your primordial yang, which is crucial for your cultivation of the 'Minor Yang Qi'"

As Wang Qinian recited the Heart Sutra he had brought from another world, many shadowy figures gradually gathered around him.

Yes, there is still the homework assigned by Uncle Dashan that has not been completed... I know already

Bolaogedi

The little boy named Abao hurried over with his short legs upon hearing the sound ... Although he was very obedient, he also lowered his head, unwilling to make eye contact with Wang Qi

Aunt Yun did not respond, but appeared somewhat gloomy and melancholic, gently lowering her head... She seemed unwilling to meet Wang Qi's gaze

Wang Qi felt somewhat mentally exhausted, and he wished to fall into a deep sleep

He then closed his eyes and began to meditate and cultivate his energy, completely ignoring Wang Dashan, who was stamping his feet in anger below, and directly entered a state of cultivation