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239. Chapter 239 The last page of "Xuan Tian Jue"

Chapter 239 The last page of "Xuan Tian Jue"

"I know, Grandpa."

After all, Mr. Yu has lived for most of his life, and his eyes can see a lot of things.

It was his warning today that saved Yu Shuo from suffering in the future.

After dinner, Gu Jin and An Mingji cleaned up the remaining things in the living room. At 10:30 in the evening, they washed up and went back to their rooms to sleep.

They slept separately again.

This time, Gu Jin was somewhat used to it.

Apart from feeling a little awkward at the beginning, I slept pretty well afterwards.

In the next room, An Mingji leaned against the bed, and under the dim light in front of the bed, he carefully studied the "Xuan Tian Jue" in his hand.

His beautiful peach blossom eyes were always fixed on the secret techniques recorded in the pages of the book.

When Yu Shuo called Sister Ajin today, he heard that the other party had broken through the first level of Qi Refining, and there was even a possibility that she might break through the second level of Qi Refining.

This news greatly stimulated An Mingji.

He started practicing earlier than Yu Shuo, but he hadn't even gotten started, which made him a little anxious.

Studying the mental formulas and cultivation annotations recorded in "Xuantian Jue" over and over again, An Mingji's handsome eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and a look of distress appeared in his eyes.

He still couldn't find a way in, and a feeling of powerlessness came over him, causing him to feel lost all over.

Even so, he did not drop the book in his hand.

It was not until he turned to the last page of "Xuan Tian Jue" that he saw these words recorded in the book.

Xuan is the husband, Feng is the wife, they practice the Yin and Yang, and the art of cultivation.

There is also a picture on the page.

From the simple outline, we can tell that there are two people, a man and a woman.

They had nothing on them and were hugging each other tightly.

When An Mingji saw this painting, he felt dizzy for a moment.

His face suddenly turned red, and even his ears turned red.

His hands closed the book uncontrollably and he threw "Xuan Tian Jue" to the end of the bed.

The distance was nearly two meters away from him.

This series of actions is so fast that it is completed in just one second.

An Mingji's eyes widened. The picture of a man and a woman hugging each other, which made him shy and embarrassed, kept flashing clearly in his mind.

Even though he was shy and embarrassed, his eyes were still fixed on the "Xuan Tian Jue" at the end of the bed.

It was as if it were an alluring ghost, making him both afraid and uncontrollably attracted to it.

No one knew what he remembered, but the redness on the boy's picturesque face gradually faded, and his eyes revealed surprise and shock.

Xuan is the husband and Feng is the wife?

If I remember correctly, the martial art that Sister Ajin practiced was called "Feng Ling Jue", and the one he practiced was "Xuan Tian Jue".

Is there any connection between the two?

The Way of Yin and Yang, a method of practicing martial arts?

He did understand yin and yang. Everything in this world has yin and yang sides, which originated from the ancient people's view of nature.

Just like the phenomena in nature, there are heaven and earth, sun and moon, day and night, cold and heat, men and women, up and down, etc., everything has different aspects.

But what does dual cultivation mean?

An Mingji's beautiful eyes moved, and all kinds of emotions flashed in his dark eyes.

Complexity, doubt, curiosity, and a light that only people of the same age can understand.

Time passes by unknowingly.

It could have been a minute or two, or more than ten.

In the end, An Mingji moved.

He crawled to the end of the bed and picked up the "Xuan Tian Jue" that had been thrown to the edge of the bed.

Without any hesitation, he turned directly to the last page of the book.

(End of this chapter)