Chapter 122 The Water Surface Was Clear and Round, the Lotus Blossoms Danced With Ease in the Morning Breeze (1/2)

In terms of spiritual sense, Shen Lian was not beneath most of the Huandan cultivators. Naturally, the feeling did not just simply come from nowhere, and he had sensed something.

Moreover, the established practices of the cultivators were indescribable most of the time. They fought against destiny, and yet they acted in accordance with the way of the heavens. Occasionally, they would claim to become an immortal celestial against the natural course of things. It looked all too contradicting, but yet there was some sense behind it – everything in this world was ever-changing.

The lady boss was an impressive individual, and yet she chose to leave Shendu.

Shen Lian was no ordinary man either, yet he wanted to be involved in it. He had a feeling that the opportunity lay within the battle.

Ever since he had unblocked his entry point, he could use any of his points as the Qihai to condense his mana, but the biggest Qihai of all would be the one at the cinnabar fields. Within the cinnabar fields, eight types of mana with different colors were all mixed up together, including red, orange, yellow, white, green, blue, purple, and black. However, they were not even; as though they were a slab of mud, the colors were all intertwined with each other and had no uniformity. The mana that he originally had in him was always absorbed by this slab of mud. Due to his deliberate oppression, the speed of absorption was extremely slow.

However, if Shen Lian tried to move these eight types of mana, the moment they left his body, they would correspond to the natural elements of the external world – Tian, Di, Shan, Ze, Shui, Huo, Feng, Lei, which were, sky, earth, mountains, swamp, water, fire, wind, thunder. The resonance would create an unimaginable powerful force that was hard to control even by him, and led to injuries being inflicted on him.

If one thinks about it, if uncontrolled, the harmonization of the eight Qi of Taixu and the eight forces of nature was akin to the creation of stone missiles and wooden beams outside of one’s body. Water, fire, wind, and thunder, all sorts of strange occurrences would take place. What more as Shen Lian had not attained Celestialism and did not have an indestructible body yet, he would not be able to withstand the conflict.

The Taixu Mana was deeply rooted within him and yet was insulated by him. It was not extremely powerful yet, but the conflict remained. Anything that was segregated for long would always re-join each other, and everything that was joined together for too long would segregate from each other.

It was unlike the kind of intense conflict he faced when he first started introducing the eight Qi to combine with his mana.

After all, his body had gotten used to the conflict of the eight mana throughout the years. The gradual modification and the natural course of things had reduced the danger significantly.

However, as this sort of seeds of mana grew, he could not be sure what would happen, as they would be completely out of his control then.

Obviously, the Taixu Mana was unlike normal martial exercises, the Taixu Mana had a spirituality of its own.

He recalled back when Gu Caiwei demonstrated the Taixu Strategy to him for the first time, the Qi of heaven and earth was indeed not called upon. With that, she undid his Talismans. In hindsight, it seemed like the Taixu Strategy Mana within was auto-cruising, and had directly absolved the power of his Talisman, or rather, absorbed them.

Young Ruoxi was breathing evenly, and it seemed that she had fallen asleep. Shen Lian covered her up with the blanket before leaving. At the same time, he used Dao techniques to seal off the room door.

Today was the seventh of July, and double seven was the number of perfection. The ancient people had made abacus for the sake of calculation, and the number of beads on every row was seven. This was no coincidence, and there was some ingenious sense of the universe hiding beneath it.

There were seven stars on the Big Dipper, and there were seven planets in the vast world. One would feel troubled if one were to go into the mechanics of these ingenious occurrences.

Outside the Daming Palace, there was a lake spanning for ten miles. It just rained in the evening, and the gloominess that persisted for several days was swept away, the sky was clear like water, and the pale moon shone like silver. Similarly, the surface of the lake was sparkly.

The occasional sound of the frogs and the wind blew at the lotus leaf; they were a sight to behold as they stood alone in this vast wide world.