Going further, a jade gatehouse appeared on the valley road. This gatehouse was carved from a rare colored jade, shining with five colors. A plaque was hung on the gate with three big characters "Happy Hall" written on it.
Mu Xue had lived in the Demonic World for many years, so she had naturally heard of Huanxi City, a once prosperous but now ruined city.
It is said that the city got its name from a huge and magnificent temple called the "Hall of Joy". But strangely, not many people have seen this Hall of Joy in person, and it only appears in many legends and books.
Hundreds of years after the destruction of the city, no one had found the legendary temple filled with heavenly materials and treasures in the ruins of the remaining town. Later, everyone gradually got used to calling this forgotten town the Joyful Temple.
Unexpectedly, it turns out that the real Palace of Joy is buried deep under the town. Unless the gods themselves split the earth, ordinary people cannot find a way in.
Mu Xue, leading Ying Tianyun who was floating beside her, was about to pass through the jade mountain gate that was shining brightly.
"Wait a minute." Cen Qianshan's voice sounded, and he slowly sat up. He put his fist to his lips to hide his red cheeks, got off the Yingtian Cloud, held on to the cloud to steady his body, and walked into the gatehouse first.
Mu Xue knew Cen Qianshan's character very well. When he wanted to act like a spoiled child with you, he would act aggrieved even if he was slightly injured. But when it came to a real fight, as long as he could still stand up, he would never be willing to hide behind you.
It was like this when I was a kid, and now that I'm grown up it still looks the same.
Mu Xue had bandaged his wounds herself, so how serious were their injuries? How could she not know? Even though he still insisted on walking in front of her, just these few steps had already made him break out in cold sweat.
Mu Xue reached out and held his hand, "Walk slower, let's walk together."
Walk slowly, we walk side by side, no one is an appendage under the wings of others. Give each other a hand and protect each other.
The two held hands and walked into the legendary temple of joy.
Inside the temple, there are images of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and glazed palaces that are magnificent and golden.
The same blushing statues as those on the valley road can be seen everywhere.
Mu Xue passed by the doors of those exquisite temples. Strangely, many of the temples that looked very magnificent from the outside were actually empty after stepping into them. Some of them still had a few statues in strange postures, while some had smooth walls and nothing inside.
Until you slowly walk to a colorfully painted temple.
Mu Xue looked up and saw a simple pattern painted outside the palace gate. On the upper right was a woman in red riding a fire dragon. On the lower left was a handsome man riding a water tiger, looking at each other from a distance, their eyes exchanging affection.
The inscriptions on both sides read: Sun in Li is female, Kan in Toad Palace is male. Tiger is below, coming from the heart lake of Kidney Water, Dragon is above, leaping on the flaming platform.
Mu Xue couldn't help but stop and look.
According to the Xiantian Bagua diagram, the Li position is yang, but the upper and lower lines are yang lines, while the middle line is a yin line. It is yang on the outside and yin on the inside, so there is a saying that the sun in the Li position is female.
The Kan position is yin on the outside and yang on the inside, so it is called Kan man.
Mu Xue's practice method is to extract the original Yang in his own Kan to replenish the true Yin in Li. The dragon and the tiger embrace each other, the yin and yang combine, and the great medicine is born. Day by day, the medicine is collected and returned to the furnace, and the self-cultivation and concentration are achieved to achieve the golden elixir.
The picture in front of her unexpectedly coincided with her cultivation method and state of mind, so Mu Xue couldn't help but push open the door and take a look inside.
Compared with the emptiness of other palaces, this palace is brightly lit and filled with warm fragrance.
It is more like a bedroom than a palace. The room is fully equipped with screens and curtains, and the night-shining pearls inlaid on the walls emit a soft and ambiguous light. In the center is a jade table and a jade bed made of beautiful jade.
As soon as Mu Xue entered the room, she saw that the wall facing her was densely covered with words. She went forward to take a closer look and found that the title was "The Secret of a Beautiful Woman".
The opening quote is from the Book of Changes: Heaven and earth are full of mist, all things are transformed, men and women have sex, all things come into being. There is no creation without intercourse.
This seems quite serious, but the style changes further down, and it says: Therefore, all things in the world are born from the combination of yin and yang, and die without the combination of yin and yang. Therefore, the dragon of Li controls the tiger of water, and takes yang to supplement yin, so as to follow the way of heaven, have great wisdom, and obtain the great Dharma.
It turned out to be a technique for women to practice. This technique is a shortcut to take the essence of others to replenish one's own essence of yin. It regards others as furnaces and cauldrons, and takes them by force, which is very overbearing. However, practitioners can achieve a pure yin body in a short period of time, remove the ore and keep the gold, and quickly reach the golden elixir realm. For any hard-working practitioner, it is extremely tempting.
You should know that there are tens of millions of cultivators who have just started to build their foundation, but only a few have achieved the Golden Elixir, and those who have formed an infant and become a god are almost unheard of. Who wouldn't want such a shortcut to forming an elixir in one go
The text filled the entire wall, not only describing the technique in detail, but also with a large number of detailed illustrations at the end. Because it was this kind of technique, the illustrations were naturally a bit unsightly.
Mu Xue blushed and looked at Cen Qianshan, only to see him looking at her blankly.
After asking, I found out that in Cen Qianshan's sight, the wall in front of him was blank, without any pictures or text.
"Can't you see? The words on this wall?" Mu Xue asked, pointing at the Cai Nu Jue in front.
Cen Qianshan shook his head: "What is it written about?"
This technique seems to be only suitable for practicing by oneself, so it is specially shown to me alone
"Control...control men and the like, not very good stuff." Mu Xue knew that Cen Qianshan didn't see it, she breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Cen Qianshan to go out.
The jade square table in the room, however, lit up at this moment. The two of them leaned over to take a look, and saw a line of small words on the table: Those who enter my Joyful Gate can inherit the Joyful Palace and control the method of entering and exiting the Palace. Otherwise, there is no door to the underground palace, and you can never escape.
Mu Xue: "What does this mean?"
Cen Qianshan frowned: "It probably means that we must learn a technique here to find a way out, otherwise we will stay here forever."
The two looked at each other. They had visited so many temples, but Mu Xue was the only one who saw the Chapter on the Ca Nu Jue in this one.
"This is too much," Mu Xue's face darkened. "If one's aptitude is not suitable, one cannot see the skills here, or there is no condition for cultivation. Are we going to let people die here in vain?"
As if in response to her words, several rows of portraits were neatly displayed below the words on the desktop, both young and old, all men.
Mu Xue and Cen Qianshan took a closer look and found quite a few familiar faces. Zhuo Yu, Xiao Changge, Cheng Yan and others were all there, as well as disciples from other sects, Jindan-stage teachers guarding near the formation, and a small number of Demon Spirit Realm cultivators.
After careful estimation, it can be found that they are basically all the male monks within the ruins of Huanxi City on the ground.
These people were divided into two blocks, the green block was marked with the word "tongshen" and the pink block was marked with the word "luo shen". This meant that tongs whose primordial energy had not been lost were the most suitable people to assist in practicing this technique.
There is a line of notes below: Choose and capture it, it is up to you to act, cultivate divine power, and enter my door of joy.
This means that Mu Xue can choose anyone she likes, and the temple will capture her and bring her here to help her practice the Cha Nu Jue.
"Let's go." Mu Xue stopped looking at the pictures and text on the desktop, pulled Cen Qianshan and walked out without hesitation, "Let's look around, there must be a way out."
Cen Qianshan couldn't help but secretly glance at her all the way.
"What are you looking at me for?" Mu Xue stepped over the threshold without looking back, her face looking unhappy. "Powerful skills, the power to oppress others at will, the temptation of any beauty. In fact, it is harming people. Regardless of whether they are men or women, taking advantage of their own physical strength or other advantages to rob others of their bodies is absolutely wrong and perverted. If I couldn't help but get a little bit of it, I would have lost my heart. If you cultivate your life but neglect your nature, you won't go far. What's the use of cultivating faster?"
Cen Qianshan coughed softly, "I noticed that the position of Xiao Changge from your sect has changed."
Mu Xue: "What?"
"He was originally in the cyan area, but just when we left, he moved to the pink area."
Mu Xue: “What!”
Leaking body means that the Yuan Yang has been lost. In such a short half day since they entered the Joy Palace, what happened to Xiao Changge
Mu Xue didn't know that on the stone wall that they had just left, in the dark and deep cave, messy clothes were scattered all over the floor.
The girl from the Night Zhao tribe transformed into a human form and bit the back of the neck of the person under her to prevent him from struggling and escaping.
She spread her wings, half of which were pure white and half of which were mottled, to cover the bodies of the two.
"You... let me get up." Xiao Changge's face flushed.
"No, you'll run away." The girl lay on his back and gently bit his neck and ears. "I like you. I like the smell of you. I want to taste you more."
Xiao Changge buried his face in his muscular arms. After a moment, he sighed deeply. With a red face, he reached out and pulled the girl from the Night Shine tribe down and held her in his arms.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself." He buried his head in the girl's soft shoulder and apologized in a low voice.
Not long ago, the ground cracked and he inexplicably fell into this cave. A group of glowing moths flew over the top of the cave, dreamily scattering light blue powder all the way, and his body suddenly couldn't help but surge with uncontrollable heat.
It was so hot and unbearable, so difficult to talk about. The whole person felt like being roasted on a grill. The anxiety was inseparable from the burning sensation. Countless repetitions of the Qing Xin Jue were of no use.
At this moment, a cold little hand reached out, touched his face, and held his shoulders.
So his last line of defense was broken. In such a humid place, countless dreams about spring in his youth when he didn't know anything blossomed in such a happy entanglement.
"That's a male silkworm moth, also known as Meishengjiao, the messenger of the God of Joy. Humans cannot resist its scales and powder. The gods want you and me to do something happy, why are you apologizing to me." The girl from the Night Shine tribe put her arms around his neck, "I didn't do well just now. Didn't I make you happy?"
"No, no. I am..." Xiao Changge's face was so red that it almost bled, and he couldn't utter complete sentences.
"I'm happy too. You can see your Yuan Yang. My arms have grown." The girl showed Xiao Changge her newly grown arms and wings.
Xiao Changge pondered for a long time, and finally said: "After we get out, will you come back with me to the sect? I will report to the master and take responsibility for you."
The fairy hummed in confusion and raised her head. "No, no, no, we in the Night Shine tribe don't have the habit of having fixed partners. I don't need you to be responsible, and it's impossible for me to go to a place like the Fairy World."
Xiao Changge was shocked: "But you?"
"I will raise our offspring by myself. With your excellent bloodline, I will definitely have a group of great children." The girl from the Night Zhao tribe sat up, touched her belly carefully, bent down and kissed Xiao Changge on the lips.
"You are so cute. You should be careful. Luckily you are with me. If you were looking for a girl from the Omnivorous Tribe or the Eight-legged Tribe, you would have been bitten off your head and eaten by them if you were still sitting here stupidly without running away."
She flapped her wings behind her and flew into the air, "Goodbye, my beloved human lover."
Mu Xue and Cen Qianshan searched the temple for a long time, but could not find any other clues about the exit. What was even more troublesome was that they were trapped in the Joy Hall and could not even get out of the colorful gatehouse.
There was no alternation of sun and moon in the Hall of Joy; time just passed by in vain and no one knew how much time had passed.
"This is a bit troublesome. Am I going to be like those predecessors, unable to get out for the rest of my life?" Mu Xue returned to the only room where the martial arts techniques were recorded, and tapped on the table in a daze.
Why do you insist on letting me practice this technique? This is the first time I have encountered such a forced sale.
The portraits on the desktop floated back and forth slightly, as if if she only stretched out her finger and tapped them, a husband would appear from the sky, tied up with ropes, for her to pick them reluctantly.
"I..." A voice suddenly came from behind, "My Yuan Yang is still there."
Mu Xue turned her head.
The man sat on the large white jade bed with his back to her. As if he had made up his mind, he suddenly stretched out his hand and made a gesture.
The shirt slipped off, revealing the shoulders that were still scarred. The beautifully shaped shoulder blades moved slightly in tension, pulling the strong and tough lines on the back.
"It's not forced, I am willing." The man turned his back to Mu Xue and spoke in a calm tone, "You can take it in any way you like."
But the unusually obvious blush on his white earlobes and the back of his neck betrayed his nervousness.