“Ah~ ya~ qiang qiang~”
At the entrance of Huadu University, in front of the guardhouse, an elderly man in a security uniform with short silver hair and a ruddy complexion lay on a lounge chair. His eyes were closed, and he was shaking his head and humming along to a Cantonese opera played on a radio with poor sound quality placed on the windowsill.
The old man held a palm-leaf fan in his right hand and a bottle of Yu Bingshao liquor in his left. He had already drunk about half of it. His crossed legs swayed as he sat there, singing his little tune, living a life of utmost comfort.
It was not yet lunchtime, but students were still entering and exiting the school. Facing Grandpa Chang’s scene, they had long been accustomed to it. Even the principal wouldn’t dare say anything.
At this moment, Wan Yunting arrived, carrying two bottles of Yu Bingshao and some snacks. He chuckled, "Grandpa Chang, already started drinking."
Chang Wude, lying on the chair, opened his eyes. He raised his fan with his right hand to his eyebrows and squinted his old eyes, looking at Wan Yunting standing before him. He smiled, "Why are you here today, kid?"
Wan Yunting held up the wine and food in his hands and said with a smile, "I didn't have a chance to have a few drinks with you last time, so I came specifically today."
"What dishes?"
Chang Wude stared at the takeout bag in his left hand, his old eyes gleaming.
"Pig's head meat, stir-fried tripe, and peanuts," Wan Yunting replied with a smile.
"Not bad, you can let me have some meat. Hurry and bring it in…"
Saying this, Chang Wude sat up excitedly. He also grabbed the half-empty bottle of Yu Bingshao on the ground and led Wan Yunting into his guardhouse. The office desk and the bed for midday rest were tidied up spotlessly. Wan Yunting knew that his wife came to clean it for him from time to time.
"I knew Grandma wouldn't let you eat meat, so I brought it over half an hour early."
Wan Yunting knew his wife would come to bring him lunch, so he arrived half an hour early. Grandpa Chang pulled up a chair and sat down. His old eyes were shining, and he grinned at the opened takeout containers by Wan Yunting. He eagerly reached out and picked up a piece of pig's head meat, immediately revealing a look of bliss, and said, "Delicious."
Wan Yunting also pulled over a stool and sat down. He opened a bottle of Yu Bingshao and watched Chang Wude wolfing down the food, estimating that his wife had forbidden him from eating meat for a long time. He chuckled, "Grandpa Chang, you can't eat this food and drink this wine for free. I came today specifically to ask you for advice on something!"
Grandpa Chang turned his head and glanced at him, his chopsticks not stopping. His mouth was full of oil. "Go ahead, what martial art do you want to learn from me?"
"I'm not here to ask you about martial arts today."
Wan Yunting shook his head with a smile, then said seriously, "This morning while practicing, I found that every time I circulated the Great Heavenly Cycle, when the internal energy returned to the Dantian, it would get stuck at the Shimen acupoint, blocked by a ball of strange evil energy. No matter how hard I tried, it was futile, so I want to ask you, what is going on?"
Hearing his question, Grandpa Chang turned his head and looked at him askance, "Shimen acupoint, strange evil energy? Let me see…"
As he spoke, Wan Yunting reached out and let Grandpa Chang grab him. Immediately, he felt a strong internal energy emerge from Grandpa Chang's palm, enter his body, and head straight for the Dantian. It was blocked by a strange evil energy at the Shimen acupoint.
"Sha Qi!"
Grandpa Chang's old eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Wan Yunting. He was also stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Sha Qi?"
Grandpa Chang released his hand, frowned, and said, "Kid, how many people have you killed? Why do you have such potent Sha Qi in your body?"
Wan Yunting reacted, saying, "A while ago, I was in Southeast Asia and went through several fierce battles. I did kill quite a few people, especially in Thailand. due to my rage, I fell into a deviant path, and only through dual cultivation did I recover my Dantian's internal energy."
"So that's how it is."
Hearing him say this, Grandpa Chang understood. His old face became solemn, and he said, "This Sha Qi in you was precisely condensed in your Shimen acupoint when you fell into a deviant path. This is because your killing intent is too heavy!"
Wan Yunting frowned and asked, "Is it very serious?"
"Extremely serious!"
Grandpa Chang nodded and said, "This mass of Sha Qi condensed in your Shimen acupoint not only hinders your practice and absorption of 'Qi' but can also backfire on your Dantian's 'Qi'. Then it will dominate your entire body and even directly affect your mind, leading you to complete demonization!"
Wan Yunting was stunned by these words. He felt terrible and took a long time to react, "Then what should I do to eliminate this Sha Qi?"
Grandpa Chang’s old brows were furrowed. He picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, then slightly shook his head, "I can't think of a way to help you resolve this Sha Qi for now!"
Wan Yunting was shocked and excited. "Even you can't help?"
Grandpa Chang sighed and said, "However, I can seal your Shimen acupoint and temporarily seal this mass of Sha Qi to prevent it from backfiring on your Dantian's internal energy. This can buy you some time, and then we can think of other methods!"
Hearing this, Wan Yunting's expression was dull. He silently took a sip of wine. He hadn't expected that even Chang Wude couldn't do anything about the Sha Qi in his body.
"Kid, don't be too pessimistic."
Seeing Wan Yunting looking lost and worried, Chang Wude patted his shoulder to comfort him. "I will temporarily seal the Sha Qi in your Shimen acupoint. You might not be able to practice during this time, but it won't affect your normal life. Besides, it's not that there's no way to resolve your Sha Qi, it's just that I haven't thought of a method yet."
"If all else fails, I'll take you back to the Wuliang Daoist Temple to ask my Senior Brother Duan for help. I believe he will have a way to resolve this Sha Qi for you!"
Hearing this, Wan Yunting's heart ignited with hope. He nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Grandpa Chang."
"You're welcome."
Chang Wude picked up his chopsticks and continued eating, chuckling, "You are Gongsun's only direct disciple. He entrusted you to me, so you are half my disciple. Therefore, I won't let you die easily."
"Besides, if you die, who else will seek justice for your master and clear his name!"
"Yes, I really can't die."
Suddenly, Wan Yunting's eyes widened, and his heart became even more resolute, sweeping away his previous dejection.
Even if he had to die, he had to fulfill his master's last wish before dying.
"Drink up. I'll seal the Sha Qi in your Shimen acupoint later…"
Chang Wude raised his wine bottle and clinked it with Wan Yunting's. The two of them continued to drink and chat…
Half an hour later, all three dishes were finished, not a single peanut was left, and the wine was all gone. Chang Wude's face was ruddy, his spirits were high, and he showed no signs of drunkenness. He beckoned Wan Yunting to the bed, "Come up and sit cross-legged. I'll channel my energy to seal the Sha Qi in your Shimen acupoint…"
"Yes."
Wan Yunting, having only drunk one bottle of wine, was naturally not drunk. He immediately got on the bed and sat cross-legged. His back was facing Chang Wude, who stood by the bedside. Chang Wude channeled his energy with both hands, and it was as if a stream of heat was released into the air from his hands…
Just like the heat waves rising from the scorching asphalt on a busy road at noon, it suddenly struck Wan Yunting's back. Instantly, his whole body trembled. He felt a surge of majestic energy erupting from Chang Wude's hands, directly entering Wan Yunting's entire meridian system…
He looked pained, his skin turned red, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. He gritted his teeth, enduring the flow of Chang Wude's majestic internal energy throughout his body. Finally, it reached the Shimen acupoint above the Dantian. That mass of strange Sha Qi, under Chang Wude's powerful internal energy, became as obedient as a child.