bookbashuk Chapter 17 Dual Cultivation
Chapter 17 Dual Cultivation
When Zhong Xuan and the Rakshasa woman followed the stream out of the valley,
The setting sun bathed the mountain road in a golden-red hue, and red lanterns could be seen floating in the distance over the village.
Red silk ribbons are wrapped around the old locust tree at the village entrance.
The faint sound of gongs and drums drifted over, mingled with the laughter of children and women.
It turned out to be a family holding a wedding.
The Rakshasa woman's steps slowed down subconsciously.
She stood on the ridge of the field by the roadside, her face covered with a white veil.
Her gaze passed over the low earthen wall and landed on the busy figures in the courtyard.
The bride, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, was surrounded by people as she bowed to heaven and earth, her face adorned with a shy yet bright smile; the groom held her hand, his eyes brimming with joy.
The sound of gongs and drums grew louder and louder, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.
The Rakshasa woman stared silently for a long time, then subconsciously pressed her hand lightly against the broken sword at her waist.
During the previous fight, one of the Qing Suo twin swords broke.
They were gifts from her master years ago, and they accompanied her through countless lonely nights.
As the Rakshasa watched the bride's veil being lifted, she gently stroked the red sword tassel with her fingertips.
Zhong Xuan stopped and looked over, waiting quietly to the side.
A little while later, the newlyweds entered the bridal chamber.
Over there, Zhong Xuan's clear voice rang out.
"I'm leaving." He waved his wide sleeves lightly and walked forward.
The Rakshasa woman snapped out of her daze, her cheeks flushed slightly beneath her veil, and quickly followed.
She said indifferently, "It's just a mortal's wedding, so it's rather lively."
After he finished speaking, he did not hear a reply from the boy in front of him.
It was only when I left the fields and returned to the country dirt roads that I realized I had left.
The Rakshasa woman saw the boy in front of her suddenly stop, and she stopped as well.
She stared intently, then suddenly paused, startled.
The boy carefully squatted down, picked up a white butterfly with trembling wings with his right hand, placed it in his palm, and then carefully lifted it and placed it on a small white flower next to him.
Not long after.
When it got completely dark, the two set up camp in a ravine outside the village.
Zhong Xuan gathered some dry branches and built a bonfire.
The flickering firelight cast dappled shadows on the surrounding trees, and the chirping of insects mingled with the faint sounds of distant villages, giving the wilderness a touch of tranquil gentleness.
The Rakshasa woman sat on the other side of the campfire, her back to him as she arranged her soft sword. Suddenly, she felt her internal energy becoming somewhat restless.
She frowned and tried to suppress the burning sensation, but unexpectedly, that familiar burning sensation suddenly erupted.
"Hmm!"
A muffled groan escaped her lips, and a sudden gust of wind swept around her, causing her wood energy to surge.
The flames of the campfire crackled and flickered in the wind, even scorching the dry branches nearby.
The fiery energy within her body surged wildly, like a runaway horse, coursing through her meridians.
Her internal organs felt as if they were being cooked by a raging fire, causing her to tremble all over in pain, and cold sweat instantly soaked her veil.
"Wood thrives in the wind, the wind makes the fire burn brighter..."
The Rakshasa woman gritted her teeth, pressed her hands to her dantian, and tried to steady her breathing, but her chaotic magic power overflowed uncontrollably, causing sparks to fly from the campfire, almost burning her robes and scorching the edges of her veil and the black hair at her temples.
Upon seeing this, Zhong Xuan immediately got up and approached.
"Don't come any closer!" the Rakshasa woman shouted sharply, her voice betraying barely concealed panic.
"I can control myself! You..."
Before she finished speaking, the magical power within her body suddenly exploded.
A gust of hot wind carrying sawdust rushed toward the boy, and the campfire exploded into a sky full of sparks.
Zhong Xuan had no time to dodge. His arm was hit by the hot air, and his coarse cloth clothes were instantly scorched, causing a burning pain to his skin.
His breathing became slightly erratic. He quickly stepped forward, extended his palm, and gently placed it against the Rakshasa woman's back.
"Concentrate."
Zhong Xuan's voice was as calm as a stream under the moon, carrying a soothing power.
"The problem lies not in your anger, but in your mental turmoil. Let me help you sort it out."
He activated the ancient Qi Refining Technique, channeling the meager magical power he had just cultivated into it.
He focused his attention and observed the sudden changes in the myriad energies.
Unfortunately, this disaster came too quickly and too suddenly.
The Rakshasa woman embodies an imbalance of the five elements: the wood element is excessive, which generates wind and fuels a raging fire that becomes uncontrollable.
Within a radius of ten zhang centered on the campfire, the energy flow underwent a dramatic change.
First, countless red and yellow energies plundered like fire, accelerating and igniting all the energies in this small area, as if burning a sky full of silk, creating a dazzling yet terrifying scene.
Zhong Xuan pursed his lips, his gentle gaze sweeping over all the various auras before focusing on the center.
At the center of the invisible, fluidly flowing strands is a human-shaped energy mechanism.
The five elements within Rakshasa's body are out of balance, causing her to self-destruct; this is the terrifying difficulty of cultivation.
He remained silent, and in the tiny gaps between the intense, almost burning, interactions of the magical energy within each Rakshasa woman's body, he used his divine sense to capture the key moments.
The mountain god's incarnation echoed from afar, using mysterious methods to sense and transmit magical power.
The magical power emanating from Zhong Xuan's palms gradually thickened to the point of being as heavy as earth, continuously flowing into Rakshasa's body.
Her body was originally a dry forest, but because of her wavering emotions, it started to ignite. Once that spark ignited, it was about to burn into a wildfire disaster.
But now, in the vast expanse of the sky within the small world of a human being, it suddenly started raining.
Strands of alien magic fell down, as heavy as soil.
Then, by using its thick soil properties to accumulate, it quickly and continuously suppressed the boundless fire.
"Don't touch me!"
At first, the Rakshasa woman seemed to have found something to rely on, but she soon realized there was a problem.
Her five vital energies were out of control, exceeding what she had previously thought was manageable.
They even began to roll back along with the magical power inputted by the boy behind them.
However, her body instinctively rejected the foreign magical power and began to spontaneously fight back and even invade.
Sure enough, a muffled groan came quickly from behind.
"Let go!"
The Rakshasa woman's voice at this moment could not hide her anxiety and panic.
"Golden lotuses grow amidst flames,"
The boy behind him spoke with a voice that was both pained and unrestrained, chanting a hymn in a loud voice, while his magical power surged forth without reservation, simultaneously aiding the power of his avatar and doing his utmost.
"Yin and Yang are reversed, and the Five Elements are disordered."
Upon hearing this, all the rampaging power within Rakshasa Woman was suddenly abruptly halted.
"It is not my power to cover the earth."
The singing behind the boy already subtly echoed his joy.
"From the moment a thought arises, harmony with the heavens begins..."
The goddess Rakshasa was momentarily stunned, then, in a daze, she was guided by the divine will to operate.
She cast aside her usual defenses and followed the true meaning in the Taoist song.
The magical power, divine thoughts, and yin and yang energy sent in by the other party intertwined, chasing, entangled, and chaotically reversed each other.
The five elements gradually became entangled, and no longer cared about metal, wood, water, fire, or earth.
All became the first day of the Form Realm, and Xu Chiming opened the diagram, teaching and spreading Qi.
Let's observe how the Yin within oneself harmonizes with the Yang of others, and how the Qi of the Five Elements is distributed smoothly and harmoniously...
In the midst of chaos, time slipped away unnoticed.
When all that madness ended, the winds of the wilderness also ceased.
Both the young man and the woman were covered in sweat, their clothes soaked through, their faces pale but their eyes bright.
In an instant, they were both exhausted and leaned towards each other, as if drawn by an invisible force.
"you......"
The Rakshasa's voice was softer than she had ever imagined before.
"But my good fortune has come—don't be angry, young lady. Now that I'm borrowing your magic to help me, it's actually a benefit to my magic power, like water rising with the tide."
Zhong Xuan couldn't hide his joy, for it was the unseen reward for helping others.
Once his magical power had subsided, it surged into a raging torrent.
His lower abdomen felt swollen and bloated, but he said nothing more and immediately sat down cross-legged.
He grunted and quickly guided the circulation of Qi in his body.
But when the Rakshasa woman heard this, her gentle words turned into a burning fire.
She almost bit her teeth off, but eventually she slowly let go.
Even if you have good fortune, you still need to be able to enjoy it!
The Rakshasa woman gave a clear, cold shout, but she could sense that the five elements within her body had calmed down; this was a rare moment of tranquility after suppressing an attack.
She endured the discomfort of her wet clothes and hair, and suddenly turned around.
He swiftly tapped several acupoints on the boy's body with his fingers, while simultaneously reciting a cryptic text fundamental to his cultivation. Finally, he shouted sternly:
"This must not be revealed! This is a secret of my sect's wonderful method. I only have this part as a way of repaying you and helping you to regulate the wood, wind, and fire elements in your body. If I find out in the future that even a single bit has been leaked!"
"No matter where you are, in heaven or on earth, in the west or the east, I will hunt you down to your death! I will shatter your soul and leave you ashes, so that you may never be reborn!"
The last half of the sentence sounded weak and defiant, more like a fit of pique.