Chapter 474: Snow on the Mountain, Bright Candles in the South 34
Mingnan really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
No, is this a proper martial art?
Can a good family's skill draw two people hugging...
And it’s also called “Qian Kun Jue”!
How does your content relate to these three words?
Realizing that the Samsara Mirror was looking at her, she grabbed the mirror and turned it upside down on the table, saying faintly, "You didn't see anything."
The Samsara Mirror shuddered in protest.
No, he saw it!
Not only can I see it, I can see it very clearly!
Mingnan put more strength in his hands, forcibly suppressed it, and smiled: "You didn't see it."
Samsara Mirror: “…”
He tried to struggle, but to no avail.
Well, he just pretended he didn't see it.
Seeing that he didn't move, Mingnan withdrew his hand with relief and praised, "Good boy."
She shifted her gaze to Qian Kun Jue, pondered for a moment, and consoled herself: "I think we should not make a conclusion about a martial arts method so easily. Since it can be stored on the fourth floor of the library, it must have its outstanding features. Maybe the first page is just an accident."
The more she talked, the more she felt it made sense. She took a deep breath and said firmly, "Yes, it must have been an accident."
After saying that, she opened the first page again and flipped straight to the back without even looking at it.
Fortunately, there were no such large-scale images on the second page.
She breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "I knew it was intentional..."
The conversation stopped abruptly after she saw what was written on it.
205 also took a deep breath: [This, this, this, this... isn't this just the Fire Avoidance Diagram? Oh, no, if we use the words of this world to explain it, it should be called the Qiankun Yinyang Mutual Complementation and Mutual Generation Method. ]
It suddenly realized: [No wonder it is called Qiankun Jue! Qian represents heaven, Kun represents earth, and can also refer to yin and yang, men and women, so Qiankun Jue is a double* skill. ]
Mingnan also realized this later.
She turned back to the cover, took a look, was silent for a moment, and turned back again.
The Samsara Mirror sensed that the atmosphere around it was not right, so it quietly lifted a corner to look over here, and saw Mingnan tightly grasping a corner of the book, his face as red as a pomegranate.
How come we became familiar with each other after just a short while?
He took advantage of Mingnan not noticing and quietly flew closer, then looked down -
It was written on the book: "Qian Kun Jue, Qian Kun refers to Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang separate to form heaven and earth, and combine to form chaos. Chaos gives birth to spirits, and spirits give birth to all things. Therefore, Yin and Yang restrain and give birth to each other, and are inseparable. If you can grasp one or two true secrets, you can practice together with heaven and earth. People who practice Taoism should follow the way of Yin and Yang, learn from each other's strengths and make up for each other's weaknesses, and share what they have."
"When Taoists marry, they focus on the harmony of yin and yang, so men and women are preferred. If their spiritual roots complement each other, twins and twin women are also acceptable."
"The first step for those who practice Qian Kun Jue is to have a communion of mind and a fusion of body and mind..."
The lotus in the mirror of reincarnation was in full bloom, and the little man meditating inside nodded his head. He was a spirit nurtured by heaven and earth, very intelligent, and could learn things very quickly.
During the time he was with Mingnan, he learned human writing and could listen and read, but he couldn't speak it very well.
To put it bluntly, it has not yet fully developed.
Apart from that, Mingnan's daily routine, apart from practicing and reading, was spent eating, drinking, and having fun, teasing his brothers and sisters, making his master angry, and then getting chased and beaten.
Therefore, the Samsara Mirror only touched upon these things, and knew nothing about men and women, lovemaking, and forming a couple.
He knew all the words, but couldn't understand them when they were put together.
Taoist Priest did know a little bit, it was all thanks to that man just now, he must be trying to monopolize Mingnan.
What is the way of Yin and Yang?
What does it mean to put men and women first?
What is a man? What is a woman?
As he was thinking, Mingnan turned another page with trembling hands.
This time there was a picture on the left and detailed exercises written on the right. When you read them together, it was easy to understand. I was stunned for a moment and vaguely understood something.
Mingnan didn't know that there was another pair of eyes watching him in the Samsara Mirror.
At this moment, all her attention was focused on the contents of the book.
She had never seen a fire avoidance diagram in her life, let alone such an advanced Taoist practice method.
After being shy, she became quite curious.
In the mortal world, a woman in her early twenties would have been married and had children, but in the world of immortal cultivation, she is just a novice and still very immature.
Therefore, Yuan Ying never told her about this matter specifically, and Mingnan had never thought about it.
Today's practice was like slowly opening the door to another world in front of her.
The scenery behind was something she had never seen or heard of before. It was truly an eye-opener.
As she looked, she forgot the time and even forgot that there was a small mirror floating beside her.
…
An hour later, Mingnan raised his head from the world of books, stretched his stiff neck, stood up and stretched his body hard.
"So this is how Taoist couples practice. It's quite interesting."
The initial shyness faded away, Mingnan sorted out the contents of the Qiankun Jue in his mind, shook his head, "It's a pity that I can't use it."
She leaned over to pick up the book and was about to put it back, but when she turned around, she bumped into the mirror.
“Boom—”
The mirror fell to the ground without warning and rolled twice before finally falling down with a dull thud.
"Xiao Lian!"
Mingnan was startled and quickly ran over to pick up the mirror, carefully checking it. He was relieved when he saw no injuries.
"It gave me a fright."
She wiped the mirror with her sleeve, pointed at the red lotus in the mirror and asked softly, "Does it hurt? Remember next time, don't get too close to me when my back is turned, understand?"
The mirror trembled slightly.
knew.
"Be good." Mingnan coaxed him and poked the mirror.
Unexpectedly, the lotus inside reacted violently and disappeared directly.
Mingnan: "Hey? Xiaolian?"
She shook the mirror, but the red lotus did not come out.
She was a little confused, but didn't think much about it. She thought he might be angry again, so she put him back into her sleeve pocket helplessly and waited for him to come to his senses.
After putting the book back into the box, Mingnan touched his empty stomach, then walked out of the library and headed for the kitchen.
In the corner where she couldn't see, the mirror suddenly emitted a faint golden light, and the red lotus that had just disappeared reappeared. Behind the blooming petals was a beautiful woman sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.
…
After returning to the bedroom with a full meal and a full drink, Mingnan lay on the couch and was about to take a nap. When she swung her sleeves, she suddenly felt a little heavy, and then she remembered that the Samsara Mirror was still inside.
She took out the mirror and saw her own face.
The sunlight shone through the window into her eyes, reflecting brilliant colors.
She smiled, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. She stroked the edge of the mirror and said, "Shall I give you a name?"
The person in the mirror immediately turned into a slowly spinning red lotus.
Mingnan nodded his chin in thought, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across the mountains outside the window. Just then he saw the geese flying away, and suddenly a poem popped up in his mind:
"The flying swans set the sun, and are about to fly back. The sky is peaceful and tranquil. Who has nothing to do, and is sitting in the empty mountain for a feast? (1)"
Her eyes lit up, she held up the mirror and smiled, "Why not just call you Yanshan?"
Honglian paused suddenly, and the person who was practicing inside suddenly opened his eyes and met her bright smile.
In an instant, clouds rose and wind moved.
Something in the dark fell into his heart.
The beauty who was originally difficult to tell whether she was androgynous suddenly grew an Adam's apple and her figure became taller.
In the blink of an eye, he was transformed into a man.
His rosy lips moved slightly, and he called out harshly: "Ming... Nan..."
——Digression——
(1) Quoted from Su Shi’s “Xingxiangzi: Written on Returning Late from Nanshan with Si Shou”