Chapter 49: The Blood Qilin's Initial Display of Power

  In fact, Ningyuan had also heard that some people are born with a sensitive sixth sense and have a premonition of some crises or unknown things. Some people are even born with yin-yang eyes and can see things that ordinary people cannot see, but he has never seen it before.

  Even if one is practicing the mysterious and profound arts of the Xuanmen, as long as the gap in their realm isn't too great, they absolutely wouldn't be able to discover someone secretly divining and deducing for them. Yet Ouyang Shasha had actually discovered it, this sudden shock truly left him somewhat caught off guard.

  Ouyang Sha looked at Ning Yuan's surprised expression, chuckled and continued to turn around and walk away, a light and airy sentence floated into Ning Yuan's ears: "Doctor Ning, I'm just passing by, you don't need to investigate me."

  Since he was caught red-handed by others, Ning Yuan would naturally not dare to make further calculations with a thick face. In short, he could feel that Ouyang Shasha had no malice, and this was enough.

  It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Ningyuan left school. He found a place to eat outside and went home, then entered the bathroom for a shower.

  Coming out of the bathroom, Ningyuan changed into a clean Tang suit, took out six copper coins from his luggage, and sat down on the mat in front of the old Taoist's portrait.

  It has to be said that the death of the girl this time had a great impact on Ningyuan. A lively and vibrant young woman just a few days ago, suddenly died in front of her eyes, and it's not just Chen Yuxin who is heartbroken, but also Ningyuan.

  Ning Yuan didn't think of himself as a good person, a savior, or a hero, but when faced with a living being, he couldn't be indifferent and unmoved.

  People in the Xuanmen cultivate secret methods, transcend worldly affairs, but this cannot be used as capital for them to do whatever they want. Cultivating secret methods, sensing heaven and earth, understanding natural laws should follow the will of heaven and benefit nature, rather than using secret methods to harm ordinary people.

  This time Ningyuan was truly enraged, making a firm decision to dig out the hidden master of secret arts in Fuhai University.

  Ning Yuan sat cross-legged on the couch, took a deep breath, and calmed his mind. He picked out three copper coins from six and placed them flat in the palm of his hand.

  These six bronze coins are not ordinary bronze coins, but the law enforcement left by Lao Dao, which is the authentic five emperor coin. The so-called five emperor coin refers to the bronze coins of the Qing dynasty during the reigns of Shunzhi, Yongzheng, Qianlong and Jiaqing.

  The Five Emperor Coins themselves have the effect of warding off evil spirits. The six copper coins in Ningyuan's possession were from the Shunzhi period, and what's more, they were all minted in the same year. This complete set was extremely valuable and had been carefully preserved by the old Daoist for many years, giving them a spiritual quality that made them ideal for divination, allowing one to achieve twice the result with half the effort. This time, Ningyuan intended to use these ritual objects to calculate who was secretly behind the sinister plot.

  Ningyuan had also made several attempts before, but each time he got halfway through, he felt a little uneasy and didn't force himself to continue, nor did he use the Five Emperor Coins. However, this time, he was clearly serious.

  Ningyuan used three copper coins for divination this time, using the most commonly used six-yao method.

  The Six Lines is one of the most widely spread divination methods among folk, its variations include Mei Hua Yi Shu, Guan Yin Shen Ke, and the divination method of King Wen's 64 Hexagrams.

  The divination method is to predict that a person will put three copper coins in his hand, clench his fists, think about the matter being measured in his heart, sincerely ask for the hexagram, let the information being measured blend into the copper coins, and then shake and open his hands. Let the copper coins fall freely, and judge the auspiciousness according to the direction of the copper coins when they fall, deduce the message, and cast six times to form a hexagram.

  Then infer the sixty-four hexagrams according to the falling position of the six copper coins, and predict the things you want to know in conjunction with the heavenly stems and earthly branches.

  Ningyuan spread the five-emperor coins in his hand, then clasped his hands together and raised them to his forehead. In his mind, he silently thought about the matter he wanted to divine, and the five-emperor coins in his hand gently shook, allowing three copper coins to fall freely, beginning to ask for the hexagram.

  After the three divinations, Ningyuan's face had already turned slightly pale. This time, he deduced things that involved a master of secret methods, so the difficulty was naturally extremely high, and it was very mentally exhausting.

  The fifth hexagram ended, and Ningyuan was already somewhat unable to hold on. Asking the hexagrams to deduce the heavenly mechanism, this was actually his first real attempt since he started practicing, and for the first time, he had actually managed to counter a Xuanmen secret technique master.

  Ning Yuan's teeth were clenched tightly, and he joined his hands together for the second time. The sixth hexagram copper coin slowly fell down and landed lightly on the wooden floor in front of the meditation cushion.

  Looking at the position of the three copper coins on the floor, Ningyuan snapped his fingers and deduced the sixty-four hexagrams, combining the heavenly stems and earthly branches. It took a full half hour before he slowly opened his eyes.

  At this time, Ningyuan was like a person who had just been pulled out of the water. His Tang suit was soaked through and he looked as if he had lost his soul. He sat limply on the couch, taking a long time to come back to himself.

  Time slipped away quietly, and before I knew it, it was already 12 o'clock in the morning. At this time, Ningyuan's face was still pale, but he had recovered a bit, and his whole person was much more spirited. He had also changed into a tight-fitting casual outfit.

  The clock ticked slowly past half past twelve before Ningyuan finally got up, walked out of the house, closed the door behind him and headed to school.

  At half past twelve in the morning, there were hardly any people outside the residential area, and only a few taxis were left, with only a few scattered vendors selling barbecue.

  Ningyuan walked all the way to school, and the campus was eerily quiet. The dormitory buildings had already turned off their lights, and the area around the sophomore literature department was even more frighteningly still.

  There was a rumor of a ghost here earlier, and it's been spreading like wildfire in school. Not to mention that someone even jumped off the building today, not even the bravest boys in school dare to come here at this time.

  Ning Yuan walked alone, like a ghost, quietly and stealthily, step by step approaching the teaching building. When he was still over 100 meters away from the teaching building, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, standing at the edge of a flowerbed not far from the teaching building, staring silently in the direction of the teaching building, observing his surroundings.

  The six lines of the hexagram can't be that accurate, it's impossible to directly deduce someone's name and origin, but it can infer the general direction of their next move. Tonight, Ningyuan is here to wait for a hare to stick its head out.

  No matter whether the other party is here to avenge the flattening of their ancestral grave or for some other purpose, Ningyuan has already deduced through the information provided by Ouyang Shasha using the six lines that they will definitely come again tonight near the teaching building.

  Maybe it's because of the jumping accident at school today, or maybe it's because the girl who jumped to her death during the day still has lingering resentment. Today's sky is also somewhat gloomy, with a gentle autumn breeze blowing in, bringing a hint of bleakness.

  Ning Yu stood at the edge of the flowerbed in front of the teaching building, his entire person blending into one with the night-colored flowers. The surrounding area was still eerily silent, not even a cricket's chirp could be heard.

  Time slipped away minute by minute, and Ningyuan stood there like a stone statue, motionless.

  About half an hour had passed, and it was already 2:01 in the morning. Suddenly, a figure appeared from afar, walking slowly towards the teaching building.

  The person walks slowly, but each step can take more than a meter, with an even pace, as if measured by a ruler. Wearing a Zhongshan suit, it's hard to see their face and age in the dark.

  As soon as this person appeared, Ning Yuan became extremely cautious, one hand already grasping the Blood Qilin.

  From this person, Ning didn't feel a single thread of spiritual energy leaking out, nor did he sense any danger, yet it was precisely because of this that the person became even more terrifying.

  Like the Lick River, he had just entered the Secret Hall and couldn't control his spiritual consciousness at will. In the eyes of a secret method master, it was like a signal transmitter, and others could see his cultivation at a glance.

  However, once entering the realm of spiritual introspection, one's sensory perception is absolutely the same as that of ordinary people. Even a master of secret techniques would find it difficult to detect any clues. This person did not give off the feeling of spiritual energy dispersion like Li Chuanhe, and without a doubt, was at least a master of internalized spiritual energy secret techniques.

  The other person walked step by step from a distance, getting closer and closer to where Ning Yu was hiding. Ning Yu focused his mind, staring straight at the other person without moving. As the other person approached, he could see their face clearly - a square-shaped face, over thirty years old, but looking much younger than that.

  This person was still unhurried and calm, just as he was about to walk within five meters of Ning Yuan's side, it seemed like he had sensed something, and suddenly turned his gaze towards Ning Yuan...

  Ning Yuan naturally didn't want the other party to see his appearance, so when the other party turned their head, he used one hand to pull and with a swift motion, grabbed the Blood Qilin's hand.

  The mysterious person who had just turned around, hadn't yet taken in the situation before him, when suddenly he felt a chill wind rising, immediately followed by a roar that was like a tiger but not quite, like a dragon but not quite. The sound shook his ears until they were numb, at the same time a blood-red Qilin with its entire body covered in blood, stepped on the rolling waves of blood, opened its huge bloody mouth and pounced towards him.

  Ningyuan was originally a master of the secret method of introspection, and Xueqilin was also a rare and precious instrument that had been nurtured for thousands of years. Although it was only just formed, its power was still extraordinary, and this one move was no less than a master who had transformed his spiritual consciousness into physical form using all his might.

  The newcomer was also a master, but he hadn't reached the level of spiritual transformation. Seeing Ningyuan's state, he let out a startled cry and rolled to the ground, quickly getting up and taking off in a sprint without even daring to glance at Ningyuan again. In just one brief encounter, his courage had been shattered by Ningyuan.

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