Chapter Five Finally Someone Came

  This sandalwood box was seen by Xuan Qi when he was a child, and all he knew was that his grandfather treasured it very much. He wasn't even allowed to hold it in his hands to play with it.

  He never saw it again and didn't know where Grandpa had hidden it, and after a long time he forgot about the whole thing.

  It wasn't until after his grandfather's death that he finally found this thing among the things his grandfather had left behind.

  At first, Xuan Qi spent a whole night using the exhaustive method to crack the copper password lock on the box before finally finding the unlock code.

  According to his grandfather's words, what was stored in this sandalwood box was the heirloom of their Xuan family, which had a special significance.

  Because the pattern on the tortoiseshell was extraordinary, and in order to keep a souvenir, Xuan Qi found a craftsman to make the broken tortoiseshell into a pendant that hung in front of his chest. However, he did not expect that after this piece of tortoiseshell came into contact with his blood, it would undergo a strange transformation, causing his life to rewind.

  At this moment, Xuan Qi held the tortoiseshell in his hand, with a burning fire in his heart, and some complexity inside: excitement, expectation, and nervousness!

  Before, Xuan Qi had always been a firm atheist. The eight trigrams and fortune-telling that his grandfather knew, as well as Feng Shui and geomancy, were all feudal superstitions in his eyes, without any scientific basis. But now, even rebirth had occurred, he couldn't help but have doubts about his previous beliefs.

  What secrets lie hidden within this tortoise shell?

  Why did the descendants of the Xuan family pass it down as a treasured heirloom from generation to generation?

  Xuan Qi was full of doubts at this moment, but unfortunately, these doubts seemed to be unclear even to his grandfather.

  "Turtle shell, turtle shell, I hope you won't let me down."

  Xuan Qi finished speaking, took out a blade from his pocket that he had prepared long ago, found a suitable place on his palm and made a cut, then dripped the blood that flowed out onto the tortoise shell.

  Just as Xuan Qi had seen before, the blood that had stained the turtle shell was suddenly absorbed into it. Xuan Qi was overjoyed at once, and the turtle shell also began to change.

  Like a spring silkworm breaking out of its cocoon, a starlight burst forth from the surface of the dark, charred turtle shell fragments, and in an instant it was like a small sun, emitting intense, dazzling white light!

  The light condensed into a substance, and as soon as it came into contact with Xuan Qi's body, it immediately wrapped him up, then suddenly contracted to form a cocoon of light with Xuan Qi at its center.

  While Xuan Qi was in contact with these rays for an instant, he suddenly couldn't move. At that moment, he only felt a cool and piercing thing entering his body from the turtle shell in his hand. Immediately after, these unknown things quickly covered his entire body, invading countless pores all over his body, giving him a contradictory feeling of comfort and pain.

  All of these things gathered rapidly inside his body, finally using the Eight Extraordinary Meridians as a pathway to begin rampaging about unscrupulously, their power like a hot knife through butter. Xuan Qi seemed to hear the sound of something shattering coming from within his own body.

  This power flashed and sparked under the mysterious and subtle movement within Xuan Qi's body, circulating several rounds in the Eight Extraordinary Meridians before he finally came back to his senses.

  To be honest, he was still a bit horrified in his heart. He hadn't expected that the result of dripping blood on the turtle shell would be like this, which was completely different from what he had experienced before.

  Xuan Qi now felt a little regretful, his actions were still too reckless. Without understanding anything, he had rashly taken action.

  But now everything is beyond his control, he can't move at all and can only silently pray for this strange state to end soon.

  At first, the cool thing in Xuan Qi's body was moving at a relatively slow speed, but after all the meridians had been traversed, it began to accelerate, getting faster and faster. In a short period of time, it actually made 749 cycles.

  Then, this force began to infinitely subdivide and expand into the countless tiny meridians within Xuan Qi's body. The speed also became extremely slow, and Xuan Qi only felt as if there were countless ants biting and crawling all over his body, making him feel itchy and numb to the bone!

  It wasn't until much later that these invisible capillaries were finally fully connected, and the force within his body had weakened significantly. They began to gather again, converging into a single stream, which rapidly rushed towards Xuanyuan's brow...

  "Boom—"

  Xuan Qi felt as if a huge bronze bell was struck in his mind, shaking his soul to the point where it seemed to be leaving his body.

  At the same time, with this loud noise passing by, Xuán Qí also couldn't bear it anymore, his two eyes turned black and he instantly lost consciousness.

  When Xuan Qi woke up, he found himself in another place.

  Here is a valley, the trees on the mountain are lush and green, not far from the grassland, various unknown flowers are competing to bloom, the warm wind blows gently, the sun shines brightly, even the air breathed in through the nose makes people feel exceptionally refreshed.

  "Where is this?"

  Xuan Qi looked around and was extremely shocked in his heart!

  He found himself suddenly transported from his room at home to this strange place, and although the surrounding mountains and rivers were beautiful and captivating, such a bizarre event still frightened Xuan Qi greatly.

  "Calm down! Calm down!" Xuan Qi said to himself.

  Some wilderness survival skills he learned online told him that in the face of such an unknown emergency, panic was a taboo and he had to calm himself down as soon as possible, and think calmly about how to respond.

  Fortunately, he had some mental preparation beforehand. Now it's clear that what happened was caused by the turtle shell absorbing his own blood.

  Could it be that he had crossed over again? Xuan Qi thought to himself.

  He looked around and found himself in a small valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with the other end leading to a lake. The lake was shrouded in mist, and the majestic mountains on the opposite shore appeared and disappeared in the haze.

  This scenery seems so familiar?

  After Xuan Qi calmed down, he came to his senses and the scene in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but for a moment, he couldn't think of where.

  He temporarily put this idea aside, with a come-what-may attitude, he followed the winding path, walking towards the lake side to see if there was an exit here.

  Soon, Li Qi arrived at the lake, the water was clear and transparent to the bottom, where fish could be seen swimming back and forth, very leisurely and comfortable.

  What is this place?

  Just as he was lost in thought, Xuan Qi raised his head and gazed towards the other side of the lake. To his surprise, he found a small boat had appeared on the lake's surface at some point. Moreover, there was someone sitting at the bow of the boat. The distance was considerable, and the fog was quite thick, so for the time being, he couldn't make out the person's attire or features.

  It was just this pattern in front of him that made him feel more and more familiar.

  "This is..."

  Xuan Qi suddenly remembered - the pattern on that tortoiseshell!

  The more he looked at it, the more it seemed like the scenery in front of him was a real-life version of the pattern on the tortoise shell!

  Could it be... I've actually entered this painting?

  A bizarre idea suddenly popped up in Xuán Qí's mind.

  At this time, the small boat in the middle of the lake was getting closer and closer to him, and the figure of the person at the bow of the boat was also becoming clearer.

  Indeed an old man!

  This point coincides with the pattern on that picture.

  Xuan Qi felt increasingly astonished in his heart, and it was really too much for him to accept this bizarre fact.

  At this time, a singing voice came from beside his ear, which was sung by that old man on the boat:

  "The subtlety of yin and yang's harmony and opposition is profound and boundless, two extremes return to the hometown of the nineteen palaces. If one can thoroughly understand the principle of yin and yang, heaven and earth will all be in the palm of one's hand..."

  "...Xuanyuan Huangdi fought Chiyou, and the battle at Zhuolu lasted for years without rest. One night, he dreamed that a heavenly spirit bestowed upon him a magical formula; he ascended to the altar, made offerings, and reverently practiced..."

  The sound is thick and long, with a unique tone that gives people a very special flavor. The loud singing voice comes from the lake surface, then reflects back through the small valley surrounded by three sides of mountains, and finally reaches Xuan Qi's ears again, which is even more layered and distant, only to feel extremely pleasant to listen to, as if it contains great truth.

  This melodious recitation reminded Xuán Qí of a post he had seen online before, which said that the poetry and songs of ancient times actually had their own unique way of reciting, and only by using this method could the true flavor of these poems be fully displayed.

  The singing is still going on:

  "...Dragon bears the diagram out of the Luo River, colorful phoenix carries the book in the emerald cloud, because of the order of the wind, it transforms into text, and the mysterious door of Qiankun begins from this..."

  "...one thousand eight hundred moves at that time, Tai Gong reduced it to seventy-two. By the Han Dynasty Zhang Zifang, eighteen moves were considered a fine art..."

  ……

  Xuan Qi didn't understand, but his entire spirit was drawn to the song that seemed to contain great truth. When he came back to himself, he saw a small boat on the lake had already docked and stopped in front of him.

  The old man on the boat put down his fishing rod, walked down from the boat, took off the bamboo hat on his head, and saw a silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, giving people an extremely elegant feeling.

  What made Xuán Qí even more astonished was that, apart from the old man's hair being completely white, his face was exceptionally youthful, with smooth and rosy skin - he actually had the legendary "crane hair and childlike complexion"!

  "After all these years, someone has finally come." The other person smiled and said to Xuan Qi.

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