The road through the rainforest is harder to walk than when we arrived.
It had rained the night before, and the rotten leaves were mixed with muddy water, causing half of the uppers of his shoes to sink when he stepped on them. Rinto's trousers had already been soaked, and mud spots splashed onto his knees, but he didn't notice it at all. He held a book full of formulas in his hand, lowered his head and drew the charcoal while walking.
All he could think about was the fusion of Yin-Yang Release.
The shape logic of Yin Release and the core of life of Yang Release, the two systems are all smooth, but if they are really mixed together, there will always be something stuck - the configuration of Yin Release Too "dead", the energy of Yang Release is too "living", if you squeeze them together forcibly, either the configuration will collapse or the energy will dissipate, just like forcing fire and water into a bottle, you can't find a way to make them coexist stably.
As he walked, his feet were empty. He staggered forward two steps and almost fell into the mud ditch next to him. The notebook in his hand almost flew out. Rinto hurriedly held it down, frowned and raised his head, only to realize that I took the wrong road. I was supposed to go northwest. Following the formula in my mind, I unknowingly turned into a fork in the depths of the rain forest, almost two miles away from the abandoned inn marked on the Jiraiya map.
"Tsk."
He gave a rare tut, and with a bit of annoyance that he had been interrupted, he took out the map and compared it for a long time before turning around and walking towards the inn. His footsteps were still hurried, but his eyes were no longer staring at the book - if he looked again, he was afraid that he would fall into the ditch and feed the mosquitoes.
Not far away, the bushes in front suddenly shook, and four Takigakure patrolling ninjas carrying Ninja Blade jumped out. The Kunai in their hands was facing him, but they could see his face clearly, and hurriedly put the ninja back. The leader scratched his head, his face full of restraint. "Yes, is it Mr. Rinto?"
Rinto nodded, took out the token given by Ishikawa from the side pocket of his backpack, shook it for a moment and stuffed it back without intending to talk any more.
But the captain still came over, his tone was a bit flattering, but also a bit nervous, and he stumbled when he spoke, "Are you going to the border? There are many forks here, and the miasma is heavy here. Don't go deep into the forest, walk along the stream. The road is easier and safer."
"Yeah." Rinto responded without stopping.
"Well..." the captain took two more steps after him, "The Great Elder said, if you need anything on the way, just tell our patrol team, we, we can help..."
"No need." Rinto waved his hand without looking back, "Thank you."
Several patrol members stood there, watching his back disappear into the trees, and then breathed a sigh of relief. The young ninja next to him whispered, "Oh my God, it's him... He looks like a scholar in a hurry, and he can actually beat Kakuzu away with one move..."
"Stop mumbling nonsense! The great elder said, this is our benefactor Takigakure, don't talk nonsense!"
Rinto didn't hear their chat, and even if he did, he didn't care. His mind was filled with the fusion node that was stuck just now. He walked along the stream, and he was still deducing in his mind: Can he use Sealing Jutsu's logic to give Yin-Yang Release makes an isolated and linked framework? Just like what was written in the second-generation manuscript, use the Chakra pattern to make a "valve" so that Yin Release and Yang Release can communicate with each other without interfering with each other?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a way. He walked a little faster. He just wanted to find a place where no one was around and try to draw this idea.
Half an hour later, he finally found the abandoned inn marked on the map.
The inn was built on a high ground by the stream. It was a place where business travelers used to rest. It had long been abandoned, with a hole in the roof and half of the courtyard wall collapsed. Fortunately, the main house was still strong and could protect it from wind and rain. Rinto first walked around the house, not to check for ambush, but to put three layers of soundproof seals around it - not to prevent people from sneak attacks, but to avoid the sound of insects, water, and wind outside, which would interrupt his train of thought.
After entering the house, he kicked aside the rubble and rotten wood on the ground, found a flat wooden board to use as a table, laid out all the drawings, notebooks, and engraving knives in his backpack, and casually placed a small waterproof barrier in the corner of the wall to prevent the moisture from the rainforest from getting the paper wet.
After finishing this work, he immediately sat down, picked up the charcoal and started drawing on the paper.
I first drew the core configuration of Yin Release, and then drew the adaptive framework of Yang Release next to it. In the middle, I used the logic of the second-generation Sealing Jutsu to build a linked valve structure. After I finished drawing, I closed my eyes and simulated the flow of Chakra in my mind. Just halfway through, I got stuck.
No.
The structure of the valve is too rigid, and the shape of Yin Release requires the energy support of Yang Release. But once the valve is opened, the life energy of Yang Release will directly overwhelm the fixed configuration of Yin Release. In turn, the frame of Yin Release is locked, and the flexibility of Yang Release is gone, which means both systems are useless.
Rinto frowned, crumpled up the drawing he just drew, and threw it aside.
Redraw.
In the second version, he no longer had to isolate the frame, and tried to embed the logic of Yang Release into the configuration of Yin Release, so that each shape node had its own adaptive adjustment of Yang Release. But halfway through the drawing, he realized that it was too complicated, and each node had to adjust its parameters separately. If it was actually used in actual combat, when he put the configuration together, his life would be gone.
Kneaded it again and threw it away.
The third version, in turn, uses the shaping logic of Yin Release to build a changeable frame for the energy of Yang Release, allowing the energy of Yang Release to flow along the frame, which can stabilize the output without losing flexibility. After trying it twice, either the frame was burst by the energy of Yang Release, or the frame locked the energy, and the effect of Yang Release could not be exerted at all.
"No... no..."
Rinto was muttering in a low voice, his fingertips scratching unconsciously on the wooden board, the charcoal pencil in his mouth, and his brows twisted into knots.
Yin Release is spiritual energy, rules, and framework; Yang Release is physical energy, life, and change. In essence, these two things cannot be put together forcefully. Forcing a framework will only hinder each other.
So how did Sage of Six Paths understand Yin-Yang Release?
What is written in the fragment of the scroll is "Yin Release shape, Yang Release give birth", how are they combined? It's not that shape is first and then birth, it's...
He suddenly paused, and just as he was about to think about it, there was suddenly the sound of footsteps outside the inn. More than one, the footsteps were very light, but with deliberately restrained Chakra fluctuations, and there were also low-pitched quarrels, which could be vaguely heard through the soundproof seal.
Rinto's brows instantly furrowed even more tightly.
Annoying.
As soon as I got to the edge of my train of thought, I was interrupted.
He didn't move, trying to pretend that no one was around and wait for the people outside to leave. But not only did the people outside not leave, but the noise became even fiercer, and there was even a crisp sound of the collision of ninja tools.
"You, you Sound Ninja are joining in the fun! How dare you snatch the person Lord Danzo wants?" It was a young man's voice, a little angry.
"Ha, Danzo?" Another voice said with a bit of sarcasm, "Is he worthy of snatching things from Lord Orochimaru? If you are sensible, take your people and get out, otherwise, you will not be able to get out of this rainforest today."
"How dare you! We are people with Konoha roots!"
"Gen? In this rain forest, even if you are all dead, who would know it was us?"
Two groups of people, one was the Gen ninja sent by Danzo, and the other was Sound Ninja sent by Orochimaru, actually met outside the inn. Before they could find him, they started arguing among themselves.
Rinto gritted his teeth, took out the charcoal pencil from his mouth, and put it on the wooden board.
It was already very annoying to be stuck, but these flies were still making a lot of noise outside.
He stood up and opened the door, and the quarrel outside stopped instantly.
There were two groups of people standing in the yard, four ninjas and three Sound Ninja. They were all tense just now. When they saw him suddenly opening the door, they were all stunned. They couldn't lift the ninja tools in their hands or put them down.
Rinto leaned against the door frame without placing Chakra, and did not put on any posture. There was only clear impatience on his face. "If you want to fight, go to another place, don't make a fuss here."
Gen's leading ninja was the first to react and immediately tightened his grip on Kunai. Sharingan instantly lit up and stared at him. "Uchiha Rinto! Lord Danzo has an order, come back to Konoha with us! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
"Mr. Rinto." The leader of Sound Ninja also smiled, with a false gentle tone, "Lord Orochimaru appreciates your talent very much, and specially asked us to invite you to Otogakure. Laboratory, materials, samples, everything you need is provided. It is much better than you having a meal and sleeping rough in the wilderness."
The two groups of people were wary of each other, but they all aimed at him, and the situation instantly became deadlocked.
But Rinto didn't listen to what they said at all. His mind was still spinning the thoughts that he hadn't smoothed out just now, and he just felt that they were making a fuss.
"Are you done?" He glanced at two groups of people and said in a calm tone, "Get out of here when you're done. Don't delay me here."
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink as a penalty!" Gen's ninja shouted angrily and made a gesture. The four ninjas instantly dispersed. The seal Kunai in their hands was chained, and they threw it towards Rinto. It was not a killing move, but to trap him.
Sound Ninja's people also moved, with Hand Seals in their hands, several wind blades hit Gen's ninja, and they shouted, "Don't get in the way!"
The two groups of people actually started fighting first. The seal chain and the wind blade collided with each other, and the Chakra shock wave exploded, blowing away all the rotten wood in the yard.
Rinto stood at the door, his brows furrowed so hard he could kill mosquitoes.
He didn't hide or make a move, he just moved his fingertips slightly.
A layer of Chakra fluctuations that were almost invisible spread out around him.
The two groups of people who were fighting suddenly felt that the Chakra inside their bodies was suddenly in chaos. The seal that had just been formed in the middle collapsed. The thrown seal chain fell apart instantly, and the wind blade disappeared silently.
Several people froze instantly and turned pale. "You, what did you do?!"
"My Chakra... what's going on?!"
Rinto did not explain. For him, this was much simpler than changing the experimental parameters - just following the Chakra they released, and gently changing the Chakra circulation nodes in their meridians, so that they could not condense Chakra for the time being, and it did not even hurt them.
"Go away." He said again, the impatience in his tone became more serious, "If you keep arguing, it won't be as simple as blocking Chakra."
Gen's ninja's face turned green and white. Sharingan was still spinning, but the Chakra inside his body was in a mess. He couldn't Hand Seals at all, let alone catch Rinto. Could he beat the next to him? Sound Ninja is hard to say. The people in Sound Ninja were also panicked. They originally thought that even if Rinto was powerful, they would be able to take advantage if someone with roots stood in the way. Unexpectedly, they blocked everyone's Chakra without even raising their hands.
The two groups of people looked at each other, and no one dared to move forward or quarrel anymore. They gritted their teeth and were wary of each other. They slowly backed away and disappeared into the trees of the rain forest in a blink of an eye. They didn't even dare to say a harsh word.
The world is finally clean.
Rinto closed the door and turned back to the wooden board. Just as he was about to sit down, he saw that the water cup he had just placed on the wooden board was knocked over by the shock wave. The water spilled over half of the paper and soaked the Yang Release configuration draft he had drawn before, causing the ink stains to fade away.
The anger in his heart suddenly rose, and he was even angrier than when he was surrounded just now. He hurriedly picked up the paper and wiped it carefully with his sleeve, but the ink was blurred and several key parameters could not be seen clearly.
"Damn it."
Rinto cursed lowly. This was the core parameter that he had spent half a night to disassemble from the secret biography of Takigakure, but it was messed up by this group of people.
He put the wet paper aside impatiently, and could only rely on memory to redraw the parameters on the new paper. As he continued to draw, the thought that had been interrupted suddenly came back to him.
Yin Release shape, Yang Release give birth.
It's not about taking shape first and then giving birth to it.
When it is taking shape, it also embeds the logic of life into it. It is not two things put together, it is one from the root.
Just like a tree, there are seeds first. The seeds contain both the "shape" rules for the tree to grow into and the "life" energy for it to sprout and grow. It is not like first drawing the shape of the tree and then infusing it with vitality.
Rinto's eyes lit up instantly.
He had been thinking about how to fuse the two systems together, but he was fundamentally wrong. Yin-Yang Release was originally one body with two sides, not two parts to be put together, but two dimensions of the same thing.
He immediately sat down, picked up the charcoal, and forgot about filling in the parameters just now, and started drawing quickly on the new paper.
Instead of drawing the frames of Yin Release and Yang Release separately, we start from the most basic node Chakra and embed the shaping rules of Yin Release and the life logic of Yang Release into the same node. Each of the most basic structural units has both the stability of "form" and the flexibility of "life".
The rustling sound of the pen tip scratching the paper was particularly clear in the quiet cabin.
It was getting dark outside the window, and the insects in the rainforest were chirping louder and louder, but he was completely unaware of it. He even forgot to light the lamp. With the last bit of skylight, he kept drawing and revising. Occasionally he stopped, closed his eyes and simulated it in his mind, then opened his eyes and continued to adjust.
By the time he finished drawing the first version of the complete Yin-Yang Release fusion configuration, it was completely dark outside, with only the Fire Fly bugs in the rainforest occasionally flying in through the cracks in the broken window.
Rinto put down the pen, breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned against the earthen wall behind him, and rubbed his sore eyes.
Although there are still many details to be polished and many parameters to be adjusted, the core logic is clear.
The Yin-Yang Release fusion problem that had troubled him for so long was unexpectedly interrupted by these annoying flies before he was able to figure it out.
He smiled, feeling a little outrageous himself.
After resting for two minutes, he sat up straight again, picked up the drawing he had just drawn, and used the moonlight coming in from the window to dig out the details bit by bit. The draft that had been wet just now, the pursuing soldiers outside, Takigakure's favor, and Konoha's wanted order were all forgotten by him.
The shabby room was completely dark, except for the charcoal pen in his hand, which occasionally scratched the paper and made a small sound.
The night wind in the rainforest blew through the holes, carrying moisture and insect buzzing, but he didn't notice it at all. All that was left in the world were lines and formulas on paper.