Chapter 22: Narrowly Escaping a Great Calamity

  It's finally nighttime, Hu Si old Dao looked at the desolate mountains and wild ridges, thinking that no one would come in the middle of the night, so he found a new place to bury the body, and with a sword gesture, lit up a spirit-calling talisman, silently praying: "Third Master, forgive me!"

  Then in a low voice, he shouted: "Heaven and earth, yin and yang, two divisions, listen to my command, rise..."

  As Hu Si's sword pointed to the ground, the mud in that new land slowly rose and then split apart, revealing a person. Hu Si looked carefully and indeed it was his third senior brother.

  It's now late autumn, and the weather is getting cold. The corpse of Hu Sanlao has been buried here by Fang Wei for several days, but it hasn't rotted yet.

  Hu Siu, the old Daoist, saw this and, suppressing his grief, carefully examined Hu San's corpse. Apart from a single bullet wound right between his eyebrows, there were no other injuries.

  He was certain that it was the work of Te Gong San Chu, after all, he had initially thought that Yang Jun's drug trafficking business had been discovered by the police, and then when Third Master helped Yang Jun escape, they were tracked down and killed by Te Gong San Chu.

  After all, an ordinary person cannot hurt Hu Sanlao Dao, and even the police are no exception. Only people from Teqin San Chu can possibly kill Third Master with one shot.

  But Hu Si didn't know that when Hu San was shot, he was exhausting his mental strength to use the Soul Nailing Technique, and had no way to defend against the black gun. So he was misled so simply.

  As a result, Ye Nan temporarily escaped this disaster. Otherwise, with his current level of spiritual power, if he really encountered Hu Si Old Dao, it would be certain death.

  Old Hu the Fourth, with tears in his eyes, reburied Old Hu the Third and pulled out a satellite phone to give a detailed report to the Sect Leader about the general process of how Old Hu the Third was murdered.

  After listening to Hu Si's report, the master said in a low voice: "Hu Si, you are now taking over Hu San's task in Dongjiang, continuing to support a new object, and striving to revive the sect. But must pay attention to safety, never follow Hu San's old path!"

  "Disciple understands, will never disappoint the master's expectations, strive for the early recovery of the sect's former glory!"

  But Ye Nan, who had just narrowly escaped disaster, was now flipping through the new book he had just acquired, curiously wanting to learn something new.

  However, after studying for just an hour, I only felt a headache coming on. The spells in that book, apart from the first few simple ones like Route Finding, Soul Searching and Soul Chasing, all required incantations as well as complex hand seals to match.

  Ye Nan practiced for several hours before barely mastering a Soul-Confusing Technique and a Route-Finding Technique. This Soul-Confusing Technique wasn't anything special, it just relied on one's own spiritual power and mental strength to influence others' spirits through the eyes or actions, looking very similar to hypnosis techniques seen on TV. As for that Route-Finding Technique, it was indeed used to find lost objects or guide the way when lost.

  Others were just too complicated, Ye Nan was discouraged and gave up the idea of continuing to try, throwing the book aside.

  The days returned to calmness, but Ye Nan's following days were miserable. Every day, he was brutally ravaged by Fang Wei, or at least that's what he thought! Every day, except for going to work and sleeping, the only slightly relaxing moment was the two hours of driving practice each day.

  For these two hours, Ye Nan's mood was a mix of joy and suffering. Watching the car run smoothly under his control brought him unparalleled happiness; however, thinking about the hellish training that would resume after this brief joy made him extremely painful. What a contradictory emotion indeed.

  After a few days of suffering, today coincidentally is Ye Nan's night shift again, which made Ye Nan let out a sigh of relief. After all, he can have a good rest for the whole night without having to endure that kind of hard training, which always makes Ye Nan's mood a little better.

  Tonight's night shift was also pretty good, no new patients came in, it was very quiet.

  Ye Nan was frightened by the old Dao a few days ago, and had pressure, only to remember that it had been many days since he had seriously meditated. So after working in the office until 11 o'clock, he slipped away to the duty room, sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrated his mind and spirit, let his consciousness sink into the purple palace, and began to meditate.

  This time when he entered the Purple Mansion, he strangely discovered that although he hadn't been putting his heart into gathering spirit energy these days, the color of the pale white spirit energy in the Purple Mansion was obviously much deeper than it had been during his previous gathering session, as if it was about to break through to the high-quality gathering stage.

  Ye Nan was perplexed, he hadn't gone to practice, yet his spiritual power had still advanced, what on earth was the reason for this?

  Ye Nan was puzzled at first, but soon he thought of a possibility, that is, just like entering the state of meditation to gather spirit, his own daily entry into the dream realm could also enhance his spiritual power.

  Ye Nan thought repeatedly, every day in his dreams following the old Taoist and the young Taoist to learn, it's possible that during this learning process he also entered a state of meditation to absorb spiritual energy and cultivate his spiritual power.

  It all adds up to this possibility. This discovery made Ye Nan feel overjoyed.

  After all, he didn't have much time to practice gathering spirits, and every day he had to go to the dream world to learn new spells while sleeping, which would delay his own cultivation. With this discovery, he wouldn't worry about being unable to take care of both anymore.

  The only difference is that when you practice gathering spirits yourself, your spiritual power should increase a bit faster.

  Now that he had made this discovery, Ye Nan woke up from his meditation. He lay down and began to plan for sleep, after all, the new talismans he could learn in his dreams every day were something he looked forward to very much.

  These days, he has learned a lot of spells and can use several low-grade spells with just spiritual power. However, he still decided that tomorrow after work, he would have to go find the materials for making spells.

  After all, what he can barely use now with his spiritual power is only low-grade talismans. Later on, if he wants to use mid-grade talismans, it will be absolutely impossible for him to do so with just his spiritual power.