C146 Yin and Yang Are Born from Each Other
C146 Yin and Yang Are Born from Each Other
"Brother Feng, you! ... "" Lian was moved to tears. "Brother Feng, you are so good to me! I want to go with you!"
Uncle Gui did not expect Feng Yimo to say this. He was stunned and grabbed Lian. "Seventh Princess, since Darling Feng has such intentions, please fulfill his wishes. Otherwise, he will not be at ease."
Feng Yimo stared at Uncle Gui. This old man did not learn anything else but he learned how to be cunning from humans. Although he did not plan to let Lian follow him from the beginning, he still felt uncomfortable hearing Uncle Gui say so.
"Uncle Gui, please watch your Seventh Princess. I'm going!" Feng Yimo said plainly and turned around to head towards the canyon.
"Brother Feng, wait for me!" Lian broke free from Uncle Gui's grip and ran over. "Brother Feng, I will go with you!" Her eyes were full of determination and determination. She could not bear to refuse.
Feng Yimo thought for a moment. He could use the Yin-yang Spell to form a vacuum zone about ten feet around him. It could help Lian avoid the corrosion of death energy, but this way, she would not be able to fight. Looking at the thick black smoke of the death Qi in front of him, he thought that there would not be any living creatures down there. He nodded. "Alright, follow me. Don't leave ten feet away from me."
Although Lian did not understand why Feng Yimo told her this, she still nodded obediently. She reached out her right hand and grabbed Feng Yimo's left hand. The two of them went straight to the canyon, one in front and the other behind.
Uncle Gui opened his mouth, but in the end, he still sighed and followed. He did not allow anything to happen to Seventh Princess.
The closer they got to the canyon, the thicker the death aura became. Feng Yimo continued to speed up the circulation of the Yin-yang Spell. The thick and pure death aura kept pouring into the Yin-yang Diagram. The black part of the Yin-yang Diagram started to expand bit by bit, but the white color did not change at all. If this continued, it would definitely cause a disorder in Yin and Yang. Feng Yimo stopped in his tracks. His eyes were closed tightly, and he did not move at all to deduce the Yin-yang Spell!
Lian was very curious why Brother Feng did not leave. Just as she was about to ask, she saw that half of Feng Yimo's body was black and half of his body was white. His entire body had turned black and white. She was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. But what made her feel strange was that she was already 100 feet away from the canyon. She did not feel any signs of life being eroded. After careful observation, she finally found that all the death aura around her flowed along her body, through her arms, and flowed into Brother Feng's body.
It was Brother Feng who protected her!
Uncle Gui, who was following behind, also noticed Feng Yimo's abnormality. He was puzzled when suddenly Feng Yimo let go of Lian's hands. His hands were raised high and moved slowly. His left hand was black and his right hand was white. He slowly moved closer to his chest. The two black and white palms were like two black and white fish. They intersected and could not come into contact with each other. It was as if there was a force between the two that prevented them from merging.
A shocking aura was emitted from Feng Yimo's body. The black half of his body slowly moved to the white on the left, as if it was going to swallow the white. As the black gradually deepened, the shocking and fearful aura became clearer. Layers of ripples appeared in the black.
"Yes, it's the Tao Rhyme Pattern!" Uncle Gui was stunned. He did not even have enough brains to think about it. "How is this possible? Impossible!"
Lian remembered what Feng Yimo said and did not leave him. She turned to Uncle Gui and asked, "Uncle Gui, what is a Tao Rhyme Pattern?"
Uncle Gui stared blankly at the layers of black ripples. After a while, he said, "There are three thousand Great Daos in the world. Six thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine paths. Each path has its own unique Dao. It's just that very few people in the world can comprehend the Dao aura within. All those that were able to comprehend the Dao Charm were mighty figures! You, Father, have cultivated for over ten thousand years. You cultivated the Dao of the Soul bitterly, yet you still haven't comprehended the Dao Charm until now. He's unable to cultivate the Dao of the Soul to the limit, but Darling Feng, he, he's actually so young! If nothing unexpected happened, then he'd comprehended the Tao Rhyme Pattern. He will definitely perfect his Grand Dao, and it will be the Dao of Life and Death of the ten most powerful Grand Daos!"
"Really?" Lian cried out in surprise, "Doesn't that mean Brother Feng is more powerful than Father?"
Uncle Gui smiled bitterly. "Seventh Princess, with Darling Feng's cultivation base, he is no match for you, Father. It is just that he has shown great talent in cultivation. It should be said that only Darling Feng does not die. He will definitely become great!"
Lian looked at Feng Yimo's side profile in a daze and said in a low voice, "I felt that Brother Feng was not ordinary before. It is indeed so. Brother Feng, I sincerely hope that you will go further and further on the path of cultivation. It will be better and better!"
Feng Yimo naturally couldn't hear it. He was trying his best to deduce the Yin-yang Spell, trying to produce Yang in the Yin, and turn Yin in the Yang. He had always believed that Yin and Yang were like twin brothers. They were independent and merged with each other, so they would definitely complement each other. Normally, it would be very difficult to find a place with such a pure death aura. It just happened to stimulate his eagerness to deduce!
Time passed bit by bit. Feng Yimo's two hands had been swimming in front of his chest, but they could not intersect. The black color on the left side of his body forced the white into a corner. One of his right hand was frighteningly white, and the surrounding sea water shone because of it.
The layers of black Tao Rhyme Patterns covered the waves one after another. They shook endlessly, as if they were going to break through the white barrier and drown it. They also seemed to transmit waves of patterns over.
Feng Yimo's eyes were tightly shut, and his brows were tightly knitted. His face was flickering, and the muscles on his face were constantly shaking. The black color on his left face and the white color on his right face were arguing with each other. No one was willing to back down.
"Brother Feng, you have to do your best. Hold on, you can do it!" Lian's face was full of anxiety as she thought in her heart.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Is life and death, black and white, Yin and Yang unable to merge into one?" Feng Yimo moved his feet and walked towards the canyon bit by bit. The black aura of death rushed towards him like a bottomless pit, absorbing the endless black smoke.
More and more aura of death pushed the black to become even denser. The black and white Yin-yang Diagrams in his dantian trembled violently, as if they were going to explode in the next moment!
Suddenly, Feng Yimo's hands that had been swimming stopped. A right index finger slowly stretched out. The white color danced on the tip of his finger. Like a magical fairy, he made two turns. He broke through the black line of defense and rushed into the thick black. Although she had just entered the black, she was still pouring in without any hesitation. After that were two fingers, three fingers, and finally five fingers. He slowly turned the black hand into white, and the black on his back suddenly dispersed. It turned into countless black butterflies, dancing in the wind. The beautiful wings kept flapping, and countless black dots fell on the white body. It was as if she was dripping a few drops of ink into the white snow. The white gradually turned black. Just like that, the black on her chest turned white. And the white on his back turned black!
The black and white alternated continuously, making Lian dizzy and dizzy. She hurriedly closed her eyes, not daring to look anymore. Even Uncle Gui looked for a while and felt that his soul was about to be sucked away by the black and white. He hurriedly retreated in shock and defended himself.
After a long time, the black and white disappeared. Feng Yimo returned to normal. There was no longer any black and white in his hands. The death aura completely seeped into his body through his two hands and his entire body. It flowed into the Dantian Spiritual Sea and split into two. It turned into two streams of spirit energy, one black and one white, and drilled into the round Yin-yang Diagram!
From then on, yin and yang could freely change!