Chapter Fifty-One: Harmony of Yin and Yang

  As the wind nodded, he didn't expect that Ling and Liang would both be saved by his casual remark. Moreover, he didn't expect that Xuan Huan and Shang would become even more intimate because of this. As a result, he couldn't tell whether he was on good or bad terms with Shaolin now. Looking at Ling, who was panting cold air, Su Feng felt sympathetic and asked: "Ling, your injury..."

  She glanced at Xiang Feng and smiled with satisfaction, "As long as I can get the sarira, this injury is nothing. Xiao Feng, come here and let me take a look at the sarira."

  Responded with a gentle breeze, and handed over the relics.

  Ling took it in his hand, examining it carefully. "This is the relic of Shaolin's divine monk, probably only a few can be found in the world, huh?" Ling suddenly exclaimed, "Thief, come take a look, this pattern on the relic seems familiar."

  Ling's voice attracted both Liang Stealer and Sui Feng over. Liang Stealer took the relic from Ling's hand and examined it carefully against the light. Indeed, as Ling had said, there were patterns of flowers on the relic that seemed to be an integral whole, but it was unclear whether they were natural or not. These flower patterns formed shapes like Buddhist monks, with a statue of Sakyamuni in the center of the relic, and the other Buddhas on the sides exposing their upper bodies, even including diagrams of meridian circulation. Compared to the relic, it looked more like a cultivation technique.

  Liang Tou'er seemed to have a clue, but was still not quite sure, and guessed: "From the operation diagram of the true energy and the final effect, it seems like the Iron Shirt Divine Technique of the Taoist school. However..."

  Ling said, "This is exactly what has been puzzling me. Clearly it's a Buddhist relic, so why would it be engraved with Taoist secret techniques? Moreover, this isn't purely the Iron Cloth Shirt technique of the Pure Yang School; I feel like many things have been altered." As Ling spoke, Liang Ze was still slowly rotating the relic in his hand.

  It turned another half circle and revealed a divine pattern on the back of the sarira, with three characters in the center: Golden Bell Cover.

  Only when he saw these three words did Liang Zei finally understand, and sighed: "It turns out that the inscription on this thing is the famous Golden Bell Shield Technique of Buddhism, which can be heard all over the world. My master once said that the Iron Cloth Shirt is a technique where the energy is released externally to defend against enemies outside the body, while the Golden Bell Shield is just the opposite, with the energy being retracted internally to defend against enemies using one's physical body. The rest are consistent, but I didn't expect that this untransmitted secret of Buddhism would also be stolen from my master."

  Ling coughed again and said, "The Iron Cloth Shirt is a secret of the Taoist sect that has never been passed down. I didn't expect to be so lucky as to see it today. If Ming Wang's curse tonight had me use the Iron Cloth Shirt to withstand it, I wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries." As he spoke, it seemed to stir up the wounds within his body, and a thread of fresh blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth again.

  The scene of his master's warning appeared in front of Liang Ze's eyes again, looking at the random wind wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Liang Ze secretly sighed and said: "I have seen the remnants of the Iron Cloth Shirt, I will restore it, and in the future, we three will have one more reliance on our journey through Jianghu."

  It wasn't until he leaned in closer that he realized the center of Ling's back had caved in, with several fractured vertebrae and a bruised spine, causing his entire back to swell up.

  Liang Tou'er also walked to Su Feng's side and sighed, "The real trouble isn't the external injuries. He not only has severe internal injuries, but more than half of his meridians are occupied by Ming Wang's innate true energy. To heal and recover, we must first eliminate this true energy, but this is innate true energy, how can it be easy?"

  As for Liang Tou's words, Ling just smiled casually and didn't take it to heart. "Don't delay because of me, let's get Yue Xi treated as soon as possible."

  "No, Brother Ling, if you don't take good care of your injury, I won't eat this Sheli." The sudden voice made Sui Feng and Liang Ze immediately startled, turning their heads to look, and Yue Xi was standing at the door, seemingly without even the strength to stand, leaning against the door frame, her voice also full of weakness.

  "Your voice is hoarse, how did you come here? You should be resting well in bed!"

  Yue Xi Rou Rou said: "After I ate the snow ginseng, I felt much better. Hearing your voices returning, I couldn't help but feel uneasy, so I came over to take a look."

  She let out a sigh and said: "You're still worried about me? How could anything happen to me?" As she spoke, another fit of coughing came on.

  Yue Xi shook her head and said, "My illness isn't something that happened overnight, so I don't mind dragging it out for another day or two. You've been taking care of me since we were young, and now you're still suffering from serious injuries because of me. How can I only think of myself?"

  Looking at the pale-faced Moon Evening, he said: "Miss Moon Evening, don't worry too much. Ling only suffered a minor injury and it's not serious. Elder Liang has already treated his wounds, and he will recover soon. However, you are weak and can't stand for long, so why don't you go rest early?"

  The moonlight in his eyes finally showed a hint of spirit, and he asked Liang Ze: "Brother Ze, is this true?"

  Liang Zei heard the tone of Su Feng's voice, and forced a smile. "Yes, Su Feng is right, it's just some external injuries, nothing serious. You don't need to worry about him, now you only need to worry about yourself, how can you get out of bed and run around? I guarantee, in three days, Ling Ge will be fine. Yue Xi, why not listen to him and go back to rest?"

  As they watched the figure of Moon Evening turn and walk away with a stumbling gait, both Liang Stole and Sui Feng let out a sigh in their hearts.

  Yue Xi had just walked out of the door when Ling could no longer suppress the surging blood in his body, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Liang Tou'er's face changed, and he took a swift step to the window, grasping Yue Xi's wrist to take his pulse.

  As soon as he caught three fingers, Liang Ze's face changed, and even his eyebrows furrowed.

  He slowly withdrew his arm, and Liang Ze's expression seemed to have been expected by him all along. "This pulse doesn't need to be taken anymore, I'm clear about my own injury, it can't be saved now."

  "What!" Feng Da Jing exclaimed in surprise, "Wasn't it said that as long as we drive out the innate aura from his body, he would be fine?"

  Liang Ze's eyes slowly shook his head, full of pain and regret. "These innate energies have already dispersed into the eight extraordinary meridians in his body. If we force him to cultivate, it will only burst his meridians, unless..."

  "What's wrong?" Feng asked as she chased after him, but Ling seemed oblivious, his expression still calm and collected.

  "Unless we find a congenital master to assist us, using the power of heaven to counteract the power of heaven, and we must control the true energy extremely precisely. If it's off by even a single thread, not only will it be impossible to heal the injury, but it might also...". Liang Tou'er sighed before finishing his sentence, continuing: "But with Ling Dage's current situation, if he drags on for six more hours without doing anything, this body's foundation will likely be ruined. Even a god descending from heaven would be powerless."

  "Foundation...". With the wind secretly weighing it, he finally gritted his teeth and said: "Let me try, I have the Return to Heaven Technique on my body, with innate internal energy within."

  As he spoke, Suifeng also arrived at the bedside and carefully placed one palm on Ling's back. He secretly mobilized his internal energy and carefully guided a small amount of Taiji inner power into Ling's body through his palm. Only after entering did he discover that Ling had actually cleared all the major meridians throughout his body, but the situation was even more severe than what Liang Ze'er had said.

  Not only was more than half of the meridians in his body occupied by a strong and powerful primordial energy, but some places were even blocked. Having roughly figured out the situation, he silently withdrew his hand with the wind.

  "How about it, can you do it?" Liang Stealer looked at Sui Feng's every move, feeling very uncertain in his heart.

  She nodded slightly with a faint smile and said softly: "It's up to us, after all it's better than doing nothing. I don't know if it will work either, but let's give it a try."

  "I'll protect you." Liang Ze looked at Feng Ping's calm expression and felt a sense of relief wash over him.

  Along with the wind, he didn't say much more. Carefully, he helped Ling sit down on the bed and placed both hands behind his back. He carefully manipulated the Taiji energy within his Dantian.

  He hadn't been practicing internal strength for long, and he had even less experience with healing others. At first, he put both hands together and slowly dissipated the power of Ming Wang that was sealed in Ling's meridians. Although his foundation was much shallower, fortunately, his Taiji internal strength was indeed extraordinary, and although progress was slow, it was solid step by step. After more than half an hour, he finally recovered all of Ling's Du Meridian, using his Taiji internal strength to form a complete cycle in Ling's Du Meridian.

  But it seemed that was the end of it, no matter how hard Feng tried, he couldn't expand any further. If he forced himself to push forward, he might hurt Ling's meridians. At this point, Feng had been circulating his energy for so long that he was also exhausted, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Just as he thought of giving up and withdrawing his energy...

  "One hand yin, one hand yang, complementing each other to create the universe." Suddenly, Liang Ze's words echoed in his ears, and with the wind, he finally came to a realization.

  He hastily withdrew his energy, and when he circulated it from the Dan Tian again, he separated it into two strands. One hand was yin, one hand was yang, and they stuck to Ling's back once more. As a result, the effect was indeed much more pronounced. The two strands of true qi converged in Ling's body, transforming into the Taiji of yin and yang, and suddenly produced an attractive force. Although Ming Wang Yin's internal energy was as solid as a rock, it was still being eroded bit by bit, and eventually collapsed, being absorbed into the Taiji of yin and yang. Finally, it returned to his Dan Tian through Su Feng's palm, thus forming an even larger cycle.

  As soon as the Governor Vessel was unblocked, Ling's complexion improved a lot. Seeing that the internal force of following the wind really worked, Liang Ze also let out a sigh of relief.

  The outsider's various movements, with the wind at this moment are all unknown, he has fallen into it, and his heart can no longer be pulled out. As the scale of the entire week's breath circulation continues to expand, some strange phenomena also appear on the surface of the wind. Especially his pair of slender hands, one hand is light black, and the other is shallow white, complementing each other, and the two are combined on Ling's back, revealing a faint Taiji light halo, which is still slowly rotating.

  The four great Ming Wangs were all accomplished masters, although the one who chased Ling that night was only a Xiantian Xuanji realm master, but his refined skills were not something that could be compared to ordinary people.

  Even if Su Feng was extremely powerful, he still hadn't entered the prenatal stage and couldn't fully utilize the pure yang energy of the Ming Wang Seal. However, this mouthful of pure prenatal yang energy was indeed precious, and Su Feng couldn't bear to waste it. Using the power of the Ming Wang Seal as a guide, he refined his internal breath while directing it to flow upwards from the dantian, making a concerted effort to break through the last three major acupoints of the Ren Channel.

  It wasn't until now that Ren and Du channels were finally connected throughout the body, and the Small Heavenly Cycle was opened.

  Before long, all the foreign true energy in Ling's small week was cleared. Then, Sui Feng carefully unblocked his other meridians and acupoints with the same method. Since Sui Feng only knew Ren Du, he wasn't too familiar with the other meridians, so it took him two hours to finally finish.

  "Alright, the power of Ming Wang in your body should have been completely cleared by me. Try to circulate your Qi carefully." Xun Feng wiped away the sweat beads on his forehead, feeling relieved. Taking advantage of the opportunity to treat Ling's injury, he also allowed Xun Feng to better understand the paths of other meridians, laying the foundation for him to open up other meridians in the future.