Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 6 The House of the Wallfacers

Just as Yang Jinwen was taking Lao Zhang to the grid worker to argue for the eggs, not far from their residence, in the northern suburbs of Beijing...

A simple courtyard stands here all alone.

This hillside was originally planned to be developed into an open-air golf course, which would also provide a place for tourists visiting Beijing to enjoy the spring scenery and camp. However, the development was halted due to the arrival of new residents in the compound, and only large areas of lawn were preserved.

It looks like a bucket of green paint splashed onto the yellow earth.

The shiny black asphalt road cuts through the grass and extends on and on, making the green stand out even more because of this dark line.

One end of the asphalt road leads to a compound, and the other end also leads to a compound.

However, the courtyard on the other side is larger and has a longer history, dating back to the Ming Dynasty in the 16th century, and its outer walls are also redder.

There were only two soldiers on guard duty with live ammunition in the large courtyard on the lawn, and a few mottled and rusty warning signs were stuck in various places.

Military restricted area, no noise allowed.

However, most of these warning signs were broken and rotten beforehand, lying quietly in the grass, seemingly having become part of nature.

The further you walk into the courtyard, the more you can feel that refreshing and invigorating atmosphere. The jade-colored aura wafts around the courtyard, subtly forming a soothing vortex of spiritual energy.

This is Luo Qing's residence; this compound also has another name.

—The House of the Wallfacers.

Compared to Luo Ji's Nordic Eden, Hines' Tokyo Natural Residence, Radiaz's luxurious palace built in his own country, and Taylor's memorial cemetery park, Luo Qing's residence is perhaps the most economical among all the Wallfacers.

This place was originally a suburban factory compound.

Of course, the biggest difference in the courtyard is the spirit stone embedded in the very center of the courtyard. This spirit stone is buried deep in the earth, nourishing the living beings within a radius of a thousand meters, forming a beggar's version of a spirit gathering array.

This spirit-gathering array has little effect on Luo Qing. He is simply more accustomed to an environment with spiritual energy. Cultivating in an environment without spiritual energy for a long time would make him feel dry and lifeless.

But this simple spirit-gathering array made the guard company responsible for protecting the safety of the wallfacers the envy of countless people.

The 42 guards, nourished by that spirit stone, visibly improved their physical condition, and the hidden ailments they had accumulated in the army over the years were almost completely cured, leaving them almost frozen in their most youthful state.

This strange event has become famous in Beijing and even on the internet.

Tourists or officials often wander around the compound under the pretext of tourism or visits. At first, the guard company would drive them away, but later they simply set up a one-kilometer cordon. As long as they didn't cross the cordon, they were left to their own devices.

Taking photos, checking in, and live-streaming your travels are all fine, as long as you don't dance in the square nearby and disturb the people resting in the shade.

A small social ecosystem has formed around the Wallfacer's House, and the housing prices of several nearby residential buildings are even trending towards those of the North Second Ring Road.

Then some ETO members might ask: "Lord, compared to the other Wallfacers, the security for Wallfacer Number Five is far too rudimentary. Why don't we raid the compound and take it down?"
Good question.

To be able to sneak into the capital city armed, you must be this [thumbs up].

You defeated the guard company and withstood the encirclement and suppression by the Central Theater Command—you deserve a thumbs up!
You withstood the encirclement and suppression by the Central Theater Command; you dared to assassinate a Nascent Soul stage cultivator who had reached the Wallfacer realm—you are truly the greatest of all.

If a Nascent Soul stage cultivator who's facing the wall let you escape, then he's this [upside-down thumbs-up]
Using physical methods to deal with the fifth Wallfacer was a foolish move. Rather than saying the guard company was responsible for protecting Luo Qing's safety, it would be more accurate to say that these 42 capable young men were Luo Qing's drivers, gatekeepers, pageboys, cooks, cleaners...

Luo Qing was responsible for protecting the safety of the guard company.

Just then, a large aircraft resembling a lancer suddenly swept across the sky. Around it was a mixed escort fleet of J-20s and F-22s, with the former leading the way like an arrow and the latter protecting it from the flanks.

It is Air Force One special plane.

Two days have allowed the US president to complete his visit and meetings, and now he is about to return to his loyal Washington.

"Has the American president gone back?" A young soldier standing guard outside the room raised his eyebrows, reminding his comrade to look at the escort aircraft flying across the horizon.

"It should be. They've been here for two or three days, it's time to go back," his companion said.

"I hope everything goes smoothly and nothing else goes wrong."

"Don't worry, the news says that security has been strengthened for the US president's return. We have jointly formed an escort fleet with the US, and Japan and Australia are providing support in the middle of the Pacific. There are also high-resolution satellites in the sky that can map the area in advance, so it's guaranteed to be safe."

Suddenly, a few noises came from inside the room.

The two immediately fell silent.

Before long, Luo Qing, wearing a wrinkled gray robe, headphones, and dark circles under his eyes, walked out of his room where he had been meditating.

He played online games for three days and three nights straight without eating a single bite, and his spirits were dampened by his teammates.

"Hello, Professor Luo!"

The two men saluted simultaneously.

Luo Qing was brought back to his senses by this energetic and vibrant greeting. He smiled peacefully and asked.

"You've worked hard. Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten!"

"Didn't eat it!"

The two spoke at the same time. The young soldier who was eating glared at his comrade and asked, "Didn't you just finish eating this morning? Why haven't you eaten yet?"
I thought Professor Luo was asking about lunch, and the other young soldier's grievances.

“If you haven’t eaten, go eat. Even if the sky falls, you still have to eat.” Luo Qing smiled gently. One of the young soldiers noticed Luo Qing’s dark circles and asked with some concern, “Professor Luo, don’t work too hard. You can take your time with this wall-facing thing. Don’t hurt yourself.”

Another young soldier added, "That's right, Professor Luo. Wang Yangming used to sit facing a bamboo and daydream, which eventually injured him. The art of facing a wall requires a clear and unobstructed mind. You can definitely do it."

Luo Qing shook his head: "Don't overthink it, I'm just tired from playing games these past two days."

Before he finished speaking, he wiped his face, and his whole being seemed to have been cleansed, instantly becoming radiant.

"Oh--"

Despite having seen it many times before, the two still exclaimed in amazement.

Ignoring the two empty-headed young warriors, Luo Qing's Dao heart beneath his radiant exterior was far from as carefree as it appeared.

In fact, Luo Qing's Dao heart had been very agitated these past two days, otherwise he wouldn't have used playing games as an excuse to numb himself.

Upon arriving in this realm, Luo Qing discovered that although it lacked spiritual energy, he could still refine his Dao body through internal circulation, continuously enhancing his cultivation.

This is not scientific, but it is very much like cultivating immortality.

But now, he has even stopped this little bit of cultivation.

The reason for this was that the blow that Zhizi dealt him was too severe.

Luo Qing didn't know if the other Wallfacers felt the same sense of powerlessness as he did, but he figured there must be some differences.

He possesses the most powerful martial arts in the world, and his cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage makes him invincible on Earth.

But the oppressive feeling brought to him by the Trisolaran civilization was like a club, hitting his mind hard, making him dizzy and unable to get his nascent soul out of his dantian.

Luo Qing urgently needed to kill a few demonic cultivators to vent his anger, but his divine sense covered a thousand kilometers, almost completely covering half of the province known as Hebei. Among the tens of millions of people, apart from some petty thieves and minor disturbances, there were hardly any demonic cultivators for him to vent his anger on.

I'd rather go to Mexico and catch a few drug dealers to vent my anger.

Feeling the subtle, almost imperceptible, sense of being watched, Luo Qing felt that if things continued like this, he wouldn't be far from developing a demonic inner demon.

Thinking of this, Luo Qing gave the middle finger to Zhi Zi, who was watching him from the side.

Can I go for a walk?

“Of course, no problem, please go ahead,” a young soldier said.

Luo Qing nodded, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is the President still here?"

Another soldier replied, "The president has just returned. He offered to visit you after his visit, but the commander declined, saying that you needed to rest."

Luo Qing nodded. It was a good thing he refused; there was no point in chatting with that blond old man.

Where is my wallbreaker?

"In Qincheng Prison."

"Can I go take a look?"

"Of course!" The young soldier said with a hint of helplessness. This Wallfacer was clearly incredibly strong, yet he was still so cautious, always seeking their opinions before doing anything.

Yes, the soldiers guarding this place knew more or less about Luo Qing's identity as a cultivator.

As mentioned above, any request from this Wallfacer can be fulfilled, as long as it does not involve matters of principle.

For matters involving principles, we should try our best to meet their demands.

After receiving the guard's endorsement, Luo Qing nodded, then selected a military van in the courtyard as his vehicle. With a flick of his long robe, he sat down in the driver's seat.

“If any leaders come looking for me, I’ll tell them I’ve gone to find the wall-breaking man. If they can’t find me in Qincheng Prison, it means I’ve gone out to collect folk songs again. If I go abroad, I’ll let them know in advance and tell them not to worry. I’ll be back in ten days at most.”

Luo Qing rolled down the car window and said.

The two young soldiers nodded repeatedly.

"Gaode Maps, navigate to Qincheng Prison." Luo Qing left his phone in the car.

There are three Qincheng Prisons. Please select your destination.

"First."

The entire route is 53 kilometers long and is estimated to take 1 hour and 13 minutes.

Under the watchful eyes of the guard company, the great Wallfacer Luo Qing, a Nascent Soul cultivator with extraordinary demeanor, drove the white manual transmission minivan leisurely out of the compound and headed towards Qincheng Prison.

Luo Qing sensed with his divine sense that Zhi Zi was like a passenger, comfortably sitting in the front passenger seat.

As Luo Qing drove, he looked at the white clouds piling up in the azure sky, the endless green lawn on the ground, and the scattered tourists camping and picnicking in the distance. He appreciated this peaceful scene and casually remarked, "The scenery on Earth is quite nice, isn't it?"

Enviable

After a moment of silence, Zhi Zi projected this message onto Luo Qing's retina.

(End of this chapter)