Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 451 This is the variable

Yang Qian felt like he was hanging in endless darkness, with all five senses lost. This feeling was extremely depressing and even more frightening than death.

Get out? But how can we get out?

Yang Qian’s mind raced, and he forced himself to calm down quickly.

Since it is a door, there should be a way to open it. In addition, this tower is a Dharma transmission tower, and each floor follows the law of progressive Dharma. Naturally, obstacles will be set up when crossing the tower floors, and only after passing through can you enter the upper floors.

So the method to open the door should be found in the fifth floor of the tower.

Following this line of thought, Yang Qian first thought of the Yin and Yang Qi on the fifth floor. Such a spectacular scene, from the moment one steps into the fifth floor, is telling everyone who enters what the purpose of this floor is.

So does the method of opening the door also have to rely on the yin and yang energies?

When Yang Qian came to this point, his train of thought immediately came to his mind.

The surroundings were dark and silent, and even his five senses were lost. Was this like the "dark moon" in the spectacular scene in the five-story tower? It swallowed up everything and appeared dead silent.

"If this is the Dark Moon, then I am in the Dark Moon now?" Yang Qian was shocked by his own guess. If this is true, then the person who set up this method to open the door was indeed a clever move.

"The Dark Moon is here, but what about the Sun? Where is the Sun?"

Not to mention the sun, there was nothing around. Even Yang Qian couldn't feel himself. He was just a pure consciousness floating in the endless darkness.

"The two energies of yin and yang, the yin is there, but the yang is missing? Could it be that finding the yang inside is the key to opening the door?"

After pondering for a long time, Yang Qian suddenly had an idea in his mind and cursed himself for being slow.

Since you can regard the dead silence around you as a dark moon, why can't you regard yourself as the sun?

Or the surrounding dead silence is Yin, and Yang Qian himself is Yang. Isn't this both Yin and Yang?

After having this concept in mind, Yang Qian continued to ponder it.

Soon Yang Qian discovered that his current way of existence was extremely special. Although he had lost all five senses, it was not pure consciousness. It was a special way of existence that he himself could not distinguish, and he possessed special abilities.

That is when Yang Qian discovered that he could move the dead silence around him into streams, just like stirring a pool of ink.

"If I am Yang and the surroundings are Yin, then let's try to see if the harmony of Yin and Yang is a fallacy or the right path?"

Yang Qian didn't know how much time had passed, but he finally figured out a way to open the door. As for whether it would work or not, he would have to try it to know.

Then Yang Qian began to draw the surrounding silence towards himself, forming a stream to wrap around himself, and at the same time he began to rotate.

It was impossible for Yang Qian to come up with any result of such mysterious things in a short time just by thinking about them, so for the sake of convenience, he simply copied the appearance of Tai Chi in his memory, and regarded himself as the white yang fish and the gathered silence as the yin fish, and then merged them.

That’s right, fusion.

Yang Qian still felt that he totally disagreed with Yang Ding's definition of "collision" between yin and yang, and he was ready to try it out in his own way. But who would have thought that Yang Qian couldn't stop once he started, and the dead silence around him began to surge up and down, pouring into the Tai Chi spiral he was tossing, and he also felt that he didn't need to stir it anymore, and once the spiral was formed, the Tai Chi pattern could rotate by itself, completely including him in it.

At the same time, a ray of light began to appear in the dead silence.

It’s a pity that just when Yang Qian wanted to throw himself into the light, he felt dizzy and his consciousness became chaotic in an instant.

"What's going on? The door was already cracked, how could it close again?!"

Outside, Zhu Hongchan and Yang Ding watched as the door in front of them trembled slightly and then opened a crack. Before they could be happy, the crack suddenly closed again, and at the same time, Yang Qian fell to the ground and fainted.

The ups and downs of their mood made Zhu Hongchan and Yang Ding rush to check Yang Qian's condition. Yang Qian could not die at this time.

After discovering that Yang Qian was suffering from spiritual exhaustion, Yang Ding and Zhu Hongchan finally understood what had happened.

"It seems that Yang Qian found the right way to open the door, but he was not strong enough. At the last moment, he couldn't bear the strength and fainted."

"Well, the fluctuations of the Yuanshen are abnormal, which is indeed a sign of exhaustion. But are all martial artists' Yuanshen so strong? Yang Qian is only in the late stage of the Out-of-Body Realm, but his Yuanshen strength is not much weaker than yours and mine. It's really weird!"

"If he wasn't weird, we would have returned empty-handed today. Let's wait and see what he says after he wakes up."

So the man and the demon acted as guardians. No one was anxious, and they all waited quietly for the unconscious Yang Qian to wake up.

After a while, Yang Qian slowly woke up. He was not pretending, but was really beaten up. He knew why he fainted, and why he felt exhausted after waking up.

The key was correct, but I didn't have enough strength to turn it and the door wouldn't open.

Pure consciousness consumes soul energy. Fortunately, Yang Qian is a martial artist and has just completed the "True Solution of Tyrant Body". The strength of the soul has been greatly improved. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even be able to hold on until the Tai Chi diagram is formed into a channel and would faint. Now at least he knows that the path he is taking is feasible.

"Don't worry, take this pill to replenish your energy first!" Zhu Hongchan took out a pill and handed it over. But Yang Qian shook his head and didn't take it at all.

Even if the medicine given by the spider was real, Yang Qian didn't have the courage to take it and try it. What if there was some hidden trick behind it?
Seeing that Yang Qian refused to take the medicine, a trace of anger flashed across Zhu Hongchan's face, but it disappeared immediately.

Yang Ding, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "Master Yang, did you find the right way just now? I just saw that the door opened a crack, but it closed again after you fainted."

"Yes, I have figured out the method to open the door, which is to use the martial arts method to gather the dead silence into a stream, and then simulate it to manifest inside.

It’s a pity that my cultivation is not good enough. I fainted after evolving to the second half. Otherwise, I should be able to open the door completely.”

After getting confirmation from Yang Qian, Yang Ding and Zhu Hongchan could not hide their excitement.

"Master Yang, how much more do you think you need to improve before you can keep the door open?"

Yang Qian thought for a moment before saying, "It shouldn't be long. If there is an opportunity like the one I encountered on the first floor of the tower, I can probably get it done after another half a year of training."

What is a variable? Yang Qian shouted in his heart: This is my variable!
From being in a precarious situation at the beginning where his life was uncertain, to now basically turning things around, and taking advantage of this door, Yang Qian also found a great opportunity to gain benefits and escape.

(End of this chapter)