From the Yang Palace to the Yellow Court, he passed through twenty-one apertures and one palace, Plowing the Court and opening the apertures to forge an alchemical furnace.
Tempered all along the way as it passed through apertures and palaces, the Yellow Dragon True Baleful Intent had finally adapted to this small inner landscape world. Now it swam leisurely in the Yellow Court, waiting only for the azure tiger to enter the court, so dragon and tiger could converge and form a Golden Core.
Cheng Xinzhan breathed a sigh of relief.
Over these five years, he had read the Celestial Circuit Hundred-Aperture Inner Landscape Scripture and its commentaries, passed down through generations on Bright Governance Mountain, more times than he could count. He had also studied widely among the various Daoist texts on inner apertures recorded in the Shangqing Register, and read many medical classics besides. Only then had he settled on this route for circulating baleful intent and opened its apertures one by one.
Judging by how smoothly the Yellow Dragon had passed through the apertures and Plowed the Court, his judgment in selecting apertures and plotting the route had proved quite sound. With yin and yang as references for each other, he would follow the same approach when drawing rain Gang into the court; that, too, should come as naturally as water flowing into a channel. This way, he could minimize the effects of his insufficient accumulation in the Second Realm.
A great stone lifted from his heart. Then, with a thought, he sent Non-Poison, one of the Seven Po within the Purple Tower, flying out of it. It took the form of a divine scaled creature with a human face and a fish's body, golden eyes, white scales, and long hair covering its tail: the form of