Lin Feng had long admired the fame of the divine physician Wang Deren. He thought that not only would someone like him, who was always full of wild ideas, be moved by the mention, but even someone like his mother, who usually watched over him like a hawk, would let go of her precious son without a second thought when Wang Deren spoke. What kind of realm was this? If one could live to such a state, wouldn’t life be fulfilled? The old man’s moral standing must be incredibly high; if he had something like the game equipment inside Lin Feng, he would surely handle it with ease, like adding wings to a tiger, achieving whatever he set his mind to… Lin Feng dozed off by the bedside, and suddenly, a stack of hundred-yuan bills fell from his left hand. Instinctively, Lin Feng clenched his hand, and a flash of white light passed, the stack of money vanished, replaced by a cold, gleaming police pistol. He clenched his hand again, and the pistol disappeared.
“Grandpa, Grandpa, why are you so reckless? You’re already so old, why do you still act so impulsively?” Wang Xiaoyun kept berating her grandfather’s recklessness, her face filled with anxiety. Grandpa Wang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, having maintained this pose for a long time. The events of that day were too numerous, all stirred up by Lin Feng, that damned troublemaker. She regretted bringing him to meet her grandfather; since he visited, look at what happened — Grandpa was risking his life. When she came home from school in the afternoon, she found her grandfather practicing the ‘Tongxin Jue’, forcibly expanding Lin Feng’s heart meridians. At his age, how could he dare to take such a risk? ‘Tongxin Jue’ originates from the ‘Tao Te Ching’ and is a domineering technique for forcibly laying the foundation for others, somewhat akin to the legendary ‘Northern Darkness Divine Skill’, but instead of absorbing others’ energy, the practitioner actively drains their own spiritual essence to ferry it to the recipient, helping them to cleanse their marrow and establish a cultivation base. Grandpa must have been worried that Lin Feng’s mental cultivation was too weak, fearing he would eventually be controlled by his inner demons, thus using this method to enhance his mental strength. Humph! I, Wang Xiaoyun, must have been blind…
