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Capítulo 101

The commander was still filled with doubt upon hearing this... Six years ago, Huang Jianguo was just a scholar who knew nothing about martial arts. How could he suddenly know the "Intermediate Yin Corpse Absorption Technique," which had been lost for 1,600 to 1,700 years? Had he had some extraordinary encounter in those six years? Unfortunately, he was now dead, and all the mysteries remained unsolved.

"Master Qiao, how can we be sure whether this young monk has actually been taught the 'Intermediate State Corpse Absorption Technique'?" the leader asked doubtfully.

Master Qiao looked at Youliang and replied with a solemn expression, "The 'internal yin energy' in his body is stirring. His eight extraordinary meridians have not yet been opened. It can be said with certainty that this sinister and evil technique is already inside his body."

At this moment, Youliang had basically understood everything. He was both surprised and delighted. It turned out that he had been unconscious in the canyon for three days and three nights and had been unintentionally taught a peerless skill. He just didn't know if this skill could defeat Shen Caihua and Master Jia.

"'Intermediate Yin Corpse Absorption Technique'? Master, is this skill powerful?" He glanced at his master, Song Diweng, and asked cautiously.

Song Diweng nodded and said, "Number one in the world."

"Really!" Youliang was overjoyed. Now he could finally defeat Shen Caihua and Master Jia and rescue Nizi.

Suddenly, Master Qiao reached out and pressed his hand on Youliang's head, saying in a gloomy voice, "Chief, the 'Intermediate Yin Corpse Suction Technique' is the most evil art in history. Before this child becomes aware of it, we must get rid of him to prevent future troubles. Otherwise, this person will surely harm the world in the future."

“No,” the commander smiled faintly and beckoned, “Youliang, come here, I have something to ask you.”

Upon hearing this, Youliang walked tremblingly to the bedside, his terrified eyes fixed on the leader. He had a vague feeling that this man was a high-ranking official who could help him...

The leader asked Youliang kindly, "Do you have any other family members?"

Upon hearing this, Youliang felt a pang of sorrow, tears welling in his eyes. He murmured, "My parents are both dead..."

"Oh, poor child, don't you have any other relatives?" the commander asked sympathetically.

Youliang shook his head, tears finally streaming down his face, and sobbed as he answered, "I also have a younger sister, her name is Nizi, she was kidnapped by Shen Caihua and Master Jia..."

“Good boy, don’t cry…” The commander reached out and took a tissue, gently wiping away the tears from Youliang’s eyes, and comforted him, “Don’t be afraid, Uncle can rescue your sister for you.”

"Is it true?" Youliang stopped sobbing and asked in confusion.

The leader smiled and nodded: "Of course it's true. You can ask your master if you don't believe me."

Standing to the side, Song Diweng quickly confirmed, "Youliang, the leader said he's willing to step in, so Nizi is definitely saved."

With a thud, Youliang knelt down in front of the bed. "Uncle Commander, please help me save Nizi..."

The leader kindly took his hand, becoming even more affectionate: "Nizi is also a child of the new China, how could she fall into the hands of bad people? Don't worry, I will definitely help you rescue her."

"Thank you..." Youliang broke free and knelt on the ground, kowtowing three times with tears of gratitude.

"Master Qiao, it seems I'll have to trouble you to find a way to help Youliang open his eight extraordinary meridians as soon as possible and unleash his unparalleled power," the leader said politely.

"Chief..." Old Master Qiao seemed somewhat unwilling.

"Chairman Song, you can all go out first. I need to talk to Mr. Qiao about something." The leader waved his hand at Song Diweng.

"Yes, sir," Song Diweng replied, then led Fei Daozhang and Youliang out of the ward.

Inside the room, Mr. Qiao said with a puzzled expression, "Sir, have you forgotten how terrifying the blind man's strange skills were in the Yuxi Grand Canyon..."

The leader smiled slightly and said, "That blind man is named Huang Jianguo, and he is my old enemy. He is quick-witted and cunning, while this little monk Youliang is a simpleton who will stick to one path to the end. We only need to use Nizi as bait, and he will obediently work for us. A little kid like him will not attract attention anywhere. He is a gift from heaven. You should do it as soon as possible. I will need him soon."

Mr. Qiao said helplessly, "Alright, I'll listen to you." With that, he took his leave and left the ward.

The leader leaned against the headboard and let out a long sigh of relief. Inside intelligence said that the director had obtained the "Ghost Pot," but the cunning and treacherous Taoist priest Jia had not handed over the bottle of "Returning Soul Water" from the Bon religion. Therefore, he hurriedly dispatched the three brothers from the Tang Clan in Sichuan to continue tracking Jia Shiming.

The commander's thoughts drifted back to his childhood. His father, on the Long March, had entrusted him to the Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon, where he assumed the alias "Red Boy." After the revolution's victory, people from Beijing came to fetch him. Before his departure, an elder from Anxi gave him a bottle of Bon holy water for future protection. He had carefully kept it for decades, only to have it end up in the hands of that female ghost, Guo Ke'er… To have intercourse with a ghost… it was truly a unique experience… Recalling that ecstatic night, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Guo Ke'er, lying in that cold stone coffin, I wonder how she is? If I had the chance, I really wanted to go on another date with her...

Old Master Qiao walked out of the ward and stood in the corridor, instructing Old Man Song, "Chairman Song, go and give this child a bath, buy him a clean set of clothes to change into, then have a full dinner, and at midnight take him to the entrance of Babaoshan Cemetery in western Beijing to wait for me."

Song Diweng nodded helplessly. No one dared to disobey the leader's decisions.

That night, the moon was full. At midnight, Song Diweng arrived alone at the entrance of Babaoshan Cemetery in Shijingshan District. From afar, he saw that Song Diweng, Master Fei, and Youliang were already waiting there.

"Alright, you can go back now," Master Qiao said calmly.

Song Diweng glanced at Youliang, said nothing, and turned to leave silently with Fei Daozhang.

Babaoshan Cemetery is actually a mound of earth in Lugu Village, on the western outskirts of Beijing, covering an area of several hundred acres. In the past, this was the final resting place for eunuchs during the Ming and Qing dynasties. It was named for its abundance of eight minerals, including red clay, refractory clay, and limestone. In 1946, the Kuomintang government converted it into a martyrs' shrine. After liberation in 1949, it became the final resting place for leaders of the new China and officials at all levels of government. The cemetery area is filled with ancient trees and lush greenery, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

However, deep beneath this land lie the desolate remains of countless eunuchs from two dynasties, their sorrowful bones lying scattered, especially at midnight when the moon is full, when the atmosphere of gloom is at its strongest. In recent decades, many founding generals have also been buried here, their swords clashing, their fierce spirits adding to the somber atmosphere.

Master Qiao's choice to activate the "Intermediate State Corpse Absorption Technique" here is likely to yield twice the results with half the effort. The core of Confucian practices is "the interaction between Heaven and Man," based on Confucianism, establishing Yin-Yang and the Five Elements as its framework, and practicing the "Doctrine of the Mean." The so-called "mean" is suitable, and "mean" is to do things in an appropriate way, that is, to grasp the right measure, neither Yin nor Yang, neither soft nor hard, but to take the moderate approach, so as to stay within a reasonable range.

Old Master Qiao led Liang along the cemetery wall to a secluded spot, then grabbed him by the back of his collar and they both jumped in.

Under the moonlight, rows of white tombstones stood silently on the hill, the surroundings eerily quiet, sending chills down one's spine.

"Grandpa Qiao, why did you bring me here?" Youliang asked timidly in a low voice.

Master Qiao ignored him and instead asked, "Youliang, what is the most effeminate person in this world?"

Youliang thought of Nizi and replied, "Woman."

"Wrong! The most effeminate person in the world is a eunuch. A castrated man is more than ten times more effeminate than a woman. Now, let me ask you, who is the most masculine person in the world?" Master Qiao chuckled.

"A man..." Youliang was a little unsure.

“They are military generals,” Master Qiao said, pointing to the rows of cold granite tombstones. “Throughout history, the Central Plains have been filled with bloodshed and carnage, with corpses strewn across the land. Millions of soldiers would often fight each other. ‘One general’s success is built on the bones of ten thousand.’ Which general didn’t have blood on his hands and kill countless people? Therefore, military generals are the most masculine and fierce people.”

Youliang seemed to understand but not quite, and could only nod obsequiously.

“Here live people of extreme yin and extreme yang. Although their bodies have long since decayed, their superimposed yin and yang energy fields remain. Every time the moon is full, standing on this desolate hill, one can faintly sense them,” Master Qiao said wistfully.

Youliang stared wide-eyed, mustering his courage to look at the stark white stone tablets, and sure enough, he felt a strange, tingling sensation all over his body...

Chapter 154

Under the moonlight, Master Qiao took a deep breath, silently sensing the energy field of the cemetery. After a moment, he said to Youliang, "Do you know how to meditate?"

"Yes," Youliang replied immediately, sitting cross-legged on the ground. During his years as a novice monk at Fengling Temple in Hedong, meditation was a daily ritual.

"That's the meditation method of Buddhism and Taoism, while Confucianism is completely different," Master Qiao frowned and explained, "Everything in the universe, from celestial bodies and galaxies to elementary particles, rotates under the interaction of magnetic fields. The trajectory is 'rotation within a spiral, spiral within a spiral, spiral upon spiral.' Life is the same. Plants have morning glories, climbing beans, vines, and so on, while animals have snails, conches, sheep horns, and many more. The whorls on the fingers of the human body, the hair whorls on the top of the head, and the DNA in the cell nucleus are also 'spiraling, spiraling again, spiraling again, folding and spiraling again.' Why? Because there is a righteous energy in the universe, a powerful invisible force in nature, which is the 'cosmic spiral energy field.' The Confucian 'spiral sitting' is in harmony with this energy field, which can stimulate the 'energy vortex' in the human body, and is therefore more than ten times better than the cross-legged meditation of Buddhism and Taoism."

Youliang nodded nervously, as if listening to something from a foreign language.

Old Master Qiao picked up Youliang, twisted and crossed his legs, contorted his body, and entwined his hands together, all while rotating clockwise...

"Grandpa Qiao, this posture is tiring..." Youliang complained.

"Hmph, those monks and Taoists sitting cross-legged may not be tiring, but what good is it? Do you even want to activate the 'intermediate yin energy' within you? If not, I, Master Qiao, am not willing to waste my energy," Master Qiao said with dissatisfaction.

For Nizi's sake, I endured it... I silently made up my mind, gritted my teeth, and stopped uttering a sound.

Master Qiao continued his explanation: "The human body has three main meridians: red, black, and yellow. The heart belongs to the Heavenly Stem, which is located in the Firely Branch (Li), and its color is red, hence the name 'Red Path,' which is actually the Ren Meridian. The body belongs to the Earthly Branch, which is located in the Waterly Branch (Kan), and its color is black, hence the name 'Black Path,' which is actually the Du Meridian. The mind belongs to the Earthly Branch, and its color is yellow, hence the name 'Yellow Path,' which is actually the Human Meridian. Now, you will begin to rotate your body clockwise in a 'spiral' motion. Remember, 'the mind should not be idle; where the mind goes, the Qi flows.' The Kan and Li meridians will merge, slowly opening all the pores of your body..."

Under the moonlight, Youliang clumsily and slowly rotated his spiraling, intertwined body, which looked quite eerie. Since he couldn't understand what Master Qiao was saying, he simply stopped thinking about anything and just kept spinning.

Master Qiao stood aside and watched, thinking to himself, "This child is a bit slow, but he's quite stubborn."

He looked up at the night sky, realizing he had lost a lot of true energy in the canyon and needed to replenish it. So he began to rotate slowly in a spiral shape, opening all the pores of his body to draw upon the vast and righteous energy of the universe...

Youliang didn't know how long he had been spinning. At first, he felt a little dizzy and his arms felt heavy, but gradually he stopped feeling it. He felt a faint warmth in his lower abdomen, slowly rising to his heart, passing through the ecliptic, the coccyx, the spine, the occipital bone, and into the dantian. Then, the energy gradually surged and churned, wave after wave, like the Yellow River flooding, causing his entire body to tremble and his teeth to clench and click…

A tall, imposing night guard approached from afar and was astonished to find two people contorting their bodies, circling endlessly in the moonlight in the cemetery. He was utterly bewildered. Guards who had spent a few years in the cemetery were generally quite bold and usually scoffed at tales of ghosts. The guard thought to himself, "In the dead of night, these two are probably mentally ill," so he switched on his flashlight, grabbed a stun baton, and headed straight for them.

When Mr. Qiao saw the guards coming on night patrol, he lightly leaped onto a tall maple tree beside him, intending to hide and see how Youliang would react.

"Hey kid, what are you doing here?" The guard rubbed his eyes, walked over and asked sternly. Strange, he thought to himself, "I think I just saw two people."

Youliang's body was twisted and deformed, his "intermediate Yin Qi" interacting and attracting the Yin and Yang energies within the tomb area, surging and thrashing between his eight extraordinary meridians, searching for an outlet. Master Qiao brought him here intending to use the Yin resentment of the old eunuchs and the murderous Yang energy of the generals, combined with the Confucian technique of "Luo Rotation," to guide his "Intermediate Yin Corpse Absorption Technique" through the 'cosmic spiral energy field.' Now, it had reached the most crucial moment, as if a window paper could be pierced with just a little bit more.

"Are you mute? Speak up!" Seeing that Youliang was oblivious to everyone else and ignored him, the guard was even more certain that this person was mentally ill.

Yoro crossed his hands in a spiral above his head, his body was contorted, and his facial expression seemed to be in extreme pain.

The guard extended his stun baton, thinking that the stun gun was very effective at treating patients in mental hospitals, so he decided to give him a couple of shocks too. He pressed the switch and stabbed Youliang in the back and waist...

At that moment, just as Youliang turned around, the tip of the electric baton pierced his Qihai acupoint precisely. Instantly, a high-frequency pulse voltage of 800,000 volts penetrated his clothes and flesh, heading straight for his dantian...

Qihai acupoint, also known as Bowei acupoint or Dantian acupoint, is located one and a half inches below the navel on the abdomen. It is the place where the water and qi of the Ren meridian absorb heat and then vaporize and expand. The strong voltage difference of the electric baton caused the last line of defense of the meridian to collapse instantly, and the "intermediate yin qi" finally broke free from its restraints and began to flow smoothly along the eight extraordinary meridians.

Youliang's hand instinctively fell and grasped the guard's wrist, the hand holding the electric baton. A huge suction force suddenly arose from the Laogong acupoint in his palm, drawing out the guard's vital energy through the Lieque acupoint on his wrist...

At that moment, the tall guard was completely powerless to break free. In his astonishment, he had just shouted "A ghost..." when his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Upon seeing this, Youliang was greatly alarmed. He quickly released his grip, stared wide-eyed at his palm, and trembled all over. "What...what happened..." he stammered, his lips trembling.

"Hahaha..." Master Qiao jumped down from the tree, squatted down to check the guard's pulse, and said with satisfaction, "It's done."

Early in the morning, in the VIP ward of the 301 Hospital, the leader sat up from his bed and said with surprise, "Mr. Qiao, you have activated the excellent 'Intermediate State Corpse Suction Technique'?"

"Hmm, this kid is indeed a talent. Chief, you have a good eye. This kid has already drained a guard from Babaoshan Cemetery who weighs over 200 pounds, and that guy couldn't resist at all." Old Master Qiao chuckled.

"How does his skill compare to that blind man Huang Jianguo?" the commander asked eagerly.

"Currently, he can only touch his opponent's body and absorb their essence through the Laogong acupoint. I think that given time, he might be able to inhale from a distance," Master Qiao replied.

“Very good, Mr. Qiao, you will take care of this child. Be ready to carry out secret missions at any time,” the commander said thoughtfully.

Still caught up in his excitement, Youliang timidly asked, "Uncle Commander, when will you help me find Nizi?"

The leader chuckled and said, “Youliang, don’t worry. I’ll first send people to find out where Nizi and the others are hiding, and then launch a surprise attack to catch them off guard and capture them in one fell swoop. Mr. Qiao, have Chairman Song and Daoist Fei come to see me immediately and arrange for them to track down Jia Shiming and Nizi.”

"Alright," Mr. Qiao agreed and left the ward.

"Youliang, tell me, how important is Nizi to you?" the commander asked with a smile when they were alone.

Youliang blushed, hesitated for a moment, and then said shyly and awkwardly, "My mother said that Nizi is my... wife."

"Oh..." The commander suddenly realized, looking at the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and thought to himself, "Today's teenagers are too precocious. The country should strengthen their ideological and political education and guidance, and establish a worldview of continuing the revolution. Otherwise, if this continues, Dulles's prediction that 'the new China will change color in the third generation' will unfortunately come true..." He thought for a moment, and then asked, "She is very beautiful, isn't she?"

Youliang blushed even more, lowered his head, and stammered, "Nizi is the best..."

"Would you be willing to do anything for Nizi?" The commander's expression gradually turned serious.

“I’m willing,” Youliang said without hesitation.

"I went to rescue Nizi for you, are you willing to do something for me in return?" the commander asked, staring at him intently.

"I'm willing," Youliang replied resolutely, meeting the commander's sharp gaze.

"Alright, there's a bed in the outer room. Go and get some sleep. When Master Qiao returns, have him take you to breakfast," the commander instructed.

Yu Liang obediently went to the outer room, climbed into bed fully clothed, and realized that too much had happened the previous night. His mind was extremely excited, and he felt no sleepiness. Had he really mastered the world's greatest martial art? He could hardly believe it, yet the tall, imposing guard was indeed lying at his feet… By the morning light streaming through the window, Yu Liang carefully examined his palms. It all felt like a dream. No, I need to try it on someone else and see if I can pull him down like that…

Before long, the door to the ward opened, and Old Man Song and Taoist Priest Fei walked in.

"Commander, we've arrived." Song Diweng stood respectfully before the sickbed.

"Well, Chairman Song, I'm giving you another task," the leader said calmly.

“Yes, sir,” Song Diweng replied.

"Traces Jia Shiming, secretly protects Nizi, and finds their hideout," the leader said solemnly.