yasinovel Chapter 76 A Lonely Yin Cannot Grow Long
Chapter 76 A Lonely Yin Cannot Grow Long
The morning mist was thick, and the surroundings were silent.
Dewdrops slid down the branches and leaves, and the echoing sound of horses' hooves hitting the muddy village road could be heard from time to time.
A figure shrouded in mist pierced the tranquility of Shiliang Village.
Fang Hongxuan led his horse into this area, with a kind-looking novice monk sitting on its back.
He was sleeping soundly when the sudden stop startled him so much that he stumbled.
"Benefactor Fang, what has happened?"
Fang Hongxuan inhaled a breath of stale air, and two white streaks shot out from his nostrils. A longing flickered deep within his eyes...
"The stench of blood ahead is strong... It seems difficult to proceed... We should perhaps take another route to avoid further trouble."
Faced with his increasingly bloodthirsty actions, Fang Hongxuan was doing his best to restrain himself. In the past, he would have definitely taken a look at anything strange happening ahead.
However, at this moment, he was in a precarious situation himself and could only turn a blind eye to avoid losing control again and causing an irreparable tragedy.
As the two were talking, a dark figure suddenly sprang out from the bushes ahead. The person's veins were bulging and his face was ferocious.
Even more bizarrely, his face was covered in blood!
"A walking corpse? No... not a living person either..."
The zither in Fang Hongxuan's hand glowed slightly; it had actually flicked out half a bar on its own.
"Benefactor Fang, look at his shadow."
The novice monk's clear voice came from behind him, and Fang Hongxuan then noticed that there was a huge spider shadow in the shadows that had not yet been touched by the morning glow.
The dense, intricate webs completely bound the person before him, suggesting that all of his actions were being manipulated by the spider-like shadows behind him.
"So it was just an evil spirit...then I'm relieved..."
The overwhelming aura of resentment resurfaced once more, and within the black and red aura, the immovable Wrathful King with a blue face and fangs, wielding a sword chain, was faintly condensing!
Unlike other people who practice the Refining Essence into Qi method, Fang Hongxuan's resentful Qi can come into contact with evil spirits.
The novice monk, seated atop the horse Uchi, stared blankly at everything. Only when he turned his gaze to the Immovable Wrathful King did a glint of wisdom, unlike that of a typical child, appear in his eyes.
'Buzz'
The magic sword stirred up a fierce wind, which swept around the branches and caused dew to fall like a light rain.
The spider silk, upon touching the magic sword formed from resentful energy, vanished without a trace as quickly as snow falling in spring.
"Die!"
Two spider legs were cut off, and the spider, which did not exist in this world, sprayed dense spider silk at Fang Hongxuan in pain.
However, before these spider silks could even get close to Fang Hongxuan, they were all absorbed by the resentful aura.
In just that short time, even the two spider legs were completely absorbed!
Feeling the warm current flowing into my limbs and bones, my already cold body warmed up a bit.
The rising sun, bathed in rosy light, swept across the earth. The gentle glow, however, made Fang Hongxuan feel slightly uncomfortable—an experience he had never had before.
"Are we getting closer and closer to evil spirits...?"
The spider shadow, missing both legs, vanished without a trace while Fang Hongxuan was still in a daze.
Fang Hongxuan sheathed his sword and stepped forward to check on the fallen man.
His mouth opened and closed, constantly gushing blood and foam, and his whole body was trembling; it was clear he was about to die.
"I'm dead... what will happen to my stupid wife...?"
His eyes were glazed over as he stared blankly at the sky, his sorrow and grief impossible to conceal.
Fang Hongxuan's heart sank slightly upon seeing the man limp as mud.
"Have all the bones in his body been eliminated...? No wonder he needs spider silk to control his body..."
"Where are you from? Who are your family members? Did you leave any last words...?"
"Pfft... Pfft..."
The man's lifeless eyes hardened further as he stared intently at Fang Hongxuan, his right hand, which had not yet completely softened, gripping Fang Hongxuan's hand tightly.
"Zhengyu... Luo Zhengyu, I... found him... Tell... tell that woman... don't wait anymore... find her a good family..."
A pungent stench of decay instantly emanated from the man's seven orifices, and his already limp body turned into a pool of corpse fluid.
The crackling sound echoed all around, and the nearby vegetation was completely corroded, leaving a human-shaped empty space.
"Amitabha..."
The novice monk dismounted at some point and sat cross-legged beside Fang Hongxuan, chanting incantations while moving the prayer beads, thus helping the man pass on to the afterlife.
Namo Ratna Trayaya...
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Fang Hongxuan watched silently as Daoyuan finished reciting the Great Compassion Mantra before slowly turning around. A hint of gloom crept onto his usually stern face.
They initially thought it was bandits or brigands causing trouble, but it turned out to be evil spirits wreaking havoc in the area. Fang Hongxuan naturally felt it was his duty to exorcise the demons and monsters, within his capabilities.
Moreover, he needs to ingest these evil spirits to maintain his sanity, and after careful consideration, he must take this step.
The silence didn't last long; the sound of horses' hooves pounding on the muddy road created a rhythmic cadence.
"Benefactor Fang... Yin alone cannot grow, nor can Yang alone produce. Based on what I have seen and heard, I fear your days are numbered."
Fang Hongxuan was surprised that this young novice monk would take the initiative to discuss this matter with him, and he stared at Daoyuan with great interest.
"I harbor such deep resentment, are you not afraid?"
Daoyuan first said "Amitabha," then fiddled with the prayer beads in his hand a few times, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly spoke.
"A sword has two edges, one for the enemy, and one for oneself. Does the wielder of a sword abandon it out of fear of being wounded by its blade?"
These words coincided with Fang Hongxuan's previous thoughts. Fang Hongxuan's eyes flickered, and he asked again.
"What does this have to do with people?"
"People are also divided into yin and yang, good and evil. During the day, there is righteous energy to restrain the body. If one's mind is not swayed by external things, one probably will not do unjust things."
At night, yin energy constantly arises. Even if one can barely maintain their physical state, they are easily influenced by the seven emotions and six desires, thus committing acts that should not be done and violating laws that should not be violated.
"Although you are said to be one in a million with a perfect balance of Yin and Yang, your Yang energy is not prominent and your Yin energy is dominant. If this continues, you will surely lose your life, completely lose your mind, and become an evil spirit."
Fang Hongxuan looked at Daoyuan with surprise and doubt. This was the first time he had ever examined this novice monk, who was only about eight or nine years old, so closely.
"How did you learn these things?"
Dao Yuan's unfathomable wisdom vanished, replaced by an endearing, simple expression.
"This humble monk is merely well-versed in scriptures. I have observed that your actions are somewhat similar to those described in the scriptures, which is why I speak so arrogantly. This is not to be taken seriously."
Fang Hongxuan's expression remained unchanged, but a surge of emotions welled up within him. Only now did he become certain that this young novice monk was definitely not simple.
As for the reason?
Even Yan Chengrui, a master of refining essence into qi, who was in the dry well, only came to a similar conclusion after carefully examining Fang Hongxuan!
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