Sword Roaring in the Sky - Chapter 9
9. The Noon-Midnight Scripture
Sword Roars Through the Heavens
At dawn, Sun Yanwan joined Zhang Qingxi to clear debris from Taiyi Temple. The complex had suffered severe damage—despite a year of efforts by master and disciple, only the front halls were barely presentable, while the rear remained a wasteland of collapsed walls.
The thought of hiring laborers flickered through Sun Yanwan’s mind (he certainly had the funds), but transmigrator’s caution prevailed. What if this manual labor is some profound cultivation method? He kept silent.
After a morning’s work, Zhang Yuanqiao gathered them in a half-repaired side hall—its roof still leaked sunlight—and sat on a meditation cushion.
“For Yanwan’s sake, today we’ll review Songyang Sect’s heritage and the foundational Noon-Midnight Scripture*.”*
Sun Yanwan’s spine straightened. Take notes? But Senior Brother doesn’t… I’ll secretly transcribe it later for efficiency.
Zhang Yuanqiao’s lecture meandered:
“Patriarch Feng left us Five Scriptures and Thirteen Supreme Arts*, plus nineteen sword styles. All disciples begin with the* Noon-Midnight Scripture*.”*
“The human body contains Eight Extraordinary Meridians, Twelve Primary Meridians, and Thirty-Six Hidden Meridians*. Most sects’ techniques only cultivate a dozen meridians at best—limiting their pinnacle. Our* Noon-Midnight Scripture maps them all, rivaling other sects’ core secrets.”
Sun Yanwan’s eyes gleamed. The Eight and Twelve meridians exist in my old world’s theories, but Hidden Meridians must be why this world has sword auras and levitation!
Zhang Yuanqiao continued: “The Noon-Midnight Scripture progresses slowly but safely. Its true purpose is diagnosing which meridians suit a disciple—like how I excelled in Yang meridians, hence cultivating Profound Yang Formula later.”
The lecture dragged—Zhang Yuanqiao repeated points haphazardly. Only when he left to cook dinner did Zhang Qingxi distill the essence: “Channel qi along the Ren and Du meridians first, like untying a knot.”
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A month later, Sun Yanwan had not only mastered the scripture’s theory but secretly compiled annotated notes—cross-referencing insights from both teacher and senior brother.
That evening, Zhang Yuanqiao finally declared: “You’re ready to practice.”
As Sun Yanwan formed the* Noon-Midnight Hand Seal*, his master’s palm pressed against his back, protective qi weaving through all fifty-six meridians.
The sensation was revelatory—one meridian already wide open (from Hunyuan Stances), another half-unblocked (recent efforts). Guided by the scripture’s flow, his qi surged through the second meridian like a broken dam.
Crack.
A third meridian ignited at his spine. Now two fully opened pathways cycled qi in perfect harmony—Yin and Yang dancing in tandem.
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