Bab 39: Bloody Moon, Starlit Road

Sinking to the ground, Wu Ling opened himself up to the light of the bloody lunar eclipse. The energy of the eclipse didn't just clear the fog from his mind, it opened up to him like a deep well of energy, waiting for him to put it to use. Rich bloody yang energy enveloped soft silvery yin in a blend that sang in harmony with his heartbeat. He breathed in deeply, allowing the dual-natured energy to flow through his meridians, cleansing away the chaos and disorder and leaving an intertwined silvery red energy that yearned to be used.

Turning his attention to his inner world he paused for a moment to glance at the wall containing the painting of his lotus, Hou, Yue, and his Master. Whatever he painted tonight wouldn't be part of that grand work but it would be important. Perhaps it was his imagination but he felt certain that his Master had smiled at him for a moment but when he looked, the painting was just a painting, still and unmoving as ever.