manynovel Chapter 4 I've succeeded, Daoist Master!
Chapter 4 I've succeeded, Daoist Master!
A low murmur of admiration rose from the sidelines.
Zhuge Zhao opened his eyes, and the smile on his lips widened.
He didn't stop, his hands continued to change hand seals—the Nine Stars of the Heavenly Plate, the first star is Tianpeng, which belongs to water and falls in the Kan Palace!
The Bagua diagram beneath his feet changed once more, and above the halo of the eight gates, the phantoms of the nine stars appeared, slowly rotating.
With the four elements interacting and restraining each other, he was already able to maintain the operation of both the Heavenly and Earthly plates simultaneously.
"good."
It was Zhuge Ji who spoke.
He only said two words, but those two words made Zhuge Zhao's smile completely bloom.
The elders of the three clans rarely praised anyone.
Zhuge Zhao finished his work, bowed, and returned to the sidelines.
As he passed by Zhuge Yan, he lowered his voice and said, "Watch carefully and learn well."
Zhuge Yan ignored him. Did this kid really think he was easy to master?
Zhuge Zhong called out a few more names.
Zhuge Ming took the stage and completed the Eight Gates calculation. The Heaven Plate was not stable, but the positions of the Eight Gates on the Earth Plate were no longer wrong.
Zhuge Zhong nodded and told him to step back.
Several more male disciples took to the stage afterward, and their performances were all quite good.
As for why there are only male disciples, it's because of the rules of the Wuhou School: Qimen is passed down to men, and Shenji is passed down to women.
According to Zhuge Yan's speculation, this rule should be related to the ancestor of the Wuhou School—Han Chancellor Zhuge Liang and his wife Huang Yueying.
Therefore, women of the Wuhou School were not qualified to study the art of Qimen Dunjia.
"Zhuge Yan".
Just as Zhuge Yan was pondering, his name was called.
The training ground fell silent for a moment, then a rustling sound broke out.
Some people were trying not to laugh, some were exchanging glances, and some simply looked away, unable to bear watching.
Zhuge Yan stepped out of the crowd and stood in the center of the Bagua diagram.
The morning light spilled over from the eastern mountain ridge, illuminating the Bagua diagram at his feet in a half-light, half-dark.
Standing in the central position, he could feel everyone's eyes focused on him.
On the stone platform, Zhuge Zhong's fingers rubbed the rim of the teacup.
Zhuge Ji glanced at Zhuge Yan, then turned to Zhuge Zhong, his voice low: "This is the one from Bo'an's family..."
Zhuge Zhong nodded without saying a word.
Zhuge Ji didn't say anything more.
There was no mockery in his eyes, only a faint regret—the clan chief's child, a naturally gifted individual, hadn't been able to enter the sect even after two years.
This kind of thing is not something to be proud of in any family.
"Let's begin," Zhuge Zhong said.
His tone was even flatter than when he addressed the previous people, almost to the point of being completely flat.
It's not being strict, it's giving up.
Any teacher would give up on a student who has been taught for two years and is still making no progress.
Zhuge Yan did not act immediately.
He stood in the central palace, looking down at the Bagua diagram at his feet.
The lines carved on the bluestone ground have been worn smooth and shiny by countless feet.
He could point out the eight directions with his eyes closed.
He knew the four elements of mutual generation and restraint perfectly, and could recite the classic texts backwards.
But between knowing and doing lies a chasm that he has been unable to cross for two years.
At least, that was the case until yesterday.
Zhuge Yan closed his eyes.
He could feel the Qi within his body.
The warm current of energy originated from the dantian and flowed slowly along the meridians.
Two years of practice did not enable him to master Qimen Dunjia, but it gave him a thorough understanding of his own Qi.
He can accurately perceive every minute change in its flow rate, velocity, and temperature.
He separated a wisp from that stream of air.
It's thinner than a strand of hair, even thinner than when I tried it the second time last night.
It is approximately one three-thousandth of the total Qi in the body.
enough.
Three breaths.
He said to himself.
That wisp of Qi traveled up the spine, through the cervical vertebrae, brainstem, cerebellum, and cerebral cortex.
The first breath.
The world suddenly became incredibly clear.
Although Zhuge Yan had his eyes closed, he "saw" it.
It's not about seeing with your eyes; it's about your brain automatically processing every bit of information that all your senses can capture, and then piecing that information together into a complete, three-dimensional, dynamic picture.
The second breath.
The eight directions unfolded in his mind.
It's not deduction, not calculation, it unfolds in an instant.
It's as if he always possessed this map, but it had been locked away in some corner, and now the lock has been opened.
The location, attributes, and color of each door appeared clearly in his mind.
These relationships didn't require him to think about them at all; they were like a part of his body.
The third breath.
Zhuge Yan opened his eyes.
There wasn't even the slightest extra movement in his hands; he simply took a half step with his right foot and gently placed it on the edge of the central palace of the Bagua diagram.
True Qi surged from beneath his feet.
This time, his Qi was like eight rivers, flowing simultaneously in eight directions along the markings of the Bagua diagram. It was not like the "water splashed on the sand" of the past.
The flow rate, volume, and temperature of each stream of Qi are precisely allocated.
The next instant, all eight gates lit up.
It's not like Zhuge Zhao's method, which requires three breaths to light up one by one; it's simultaneous!
The halos of light from all eight directions lit up at the same instant, like eight lamps being lit simultaneously by the same hand.
The training ground was silent for two full breaths.
Click!
On the training ground, someone dropped their teacup, which shattered on the ground.
Zhuge Ji suddenly stood up.
"This is……"
He didn't finish speaking.
Because the Qimen formation beneath Zhuge Yan's feet is still changing.
The Heavenly Plate has nine stars, the Earthly Plate has eight gates, the Human Plate has eight gods, and the Divine Plate has eight generals—among these four plates, the Heavenly, Earthly, and Human Plates operate simultaneously.
The halos of the eight gates flowed, the phantoms of the nine stars rotated, and the positions of the eight gods changed.
This is not an Eight Gates calculation, but a complete Qimen Dunjia divination!
The other disciples on the sidelines had fallen completely silent.
Zhuge Zhao's mouth was open, and he forgot to close it. Zhuge Ming rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, thinking he had misread it.
On the stone platform, Zhuge Zhong put down his teacup.
He placed it very slowly and gently, as if afraid of disturbing something.
Then he turned and glanced at Zhuge Ji.
Zhuge Ji was also looking at him.
The two elders stared at each other for less than a breath, and both saw the same thing in each other's eyes.
It wasn't a surprise, it was shocking!
For the sorcerers of the Wuhou School, setting up a formation is the most basic skill. However, for these children, who are only seven or eight years old on average and have only been practicing for one or two years, to be able to set up a complete Qimen formation so easily and effortlessly is simply a fantasy!
It's important to understand that even the most basic layout requires a long period of practice to achieve the ability to create it effortlessly and instantly.
Just like Zhuge Zhao just now, he only took three breaths to lay out the plan, and he hadn't even been able to set up a complete Qimen formation.
What's more, this phenomenon is happening to a "useless person" who couldn't even be dealt with by the Empress yesterday!
Zhuge Yan stood in the center of the Qimen formation, his eyes glowing with blue light, which was the effect of the Qimen Manifestation Technique.
Under normal circumstances, the Qimen formations set up by a sorcerer are invisible to others. Only those who have studied the Qimen Manifestation Technique can observe them directly with the naked eye.
Looking at the complete Qimen formation he had set up, he was filled with a great sense of accomplishment!
I did it! I really did it!
It's not set up in an interior space, but rather in the real world!
"Disciple Zhuge Yan has completed the divination. Please provide guidance, elders."
His voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet training ground, every word was clearly heard by everyone.