"alright, I got it."
After hearing the senior sister's explanation, Jiang Fan nodded.
These words are very consistent with the theory of evolution.
It seems that not only living things, but also things like martial arts cannot escape natural selection and survival of the fittest.
Only exercises that can progress with the changes of the times can be successfully passed down without being eliminated.
There is nothing difficult to understand.
Jiang Fan lowered his head and pondered for a while.
I originally thought that I would be able to achieve enlightenment with my senior sister tonight, but because of this technique, it seems that it won't be possible.
According to the text on the page of the book just now, before senior sister advances to the realm of transformation into gods, she should not be affected by too strong passions and should try to keep a clear mind as much as possible.
Everything has two sides.
Emotional fluctuations can be regarded as an effective training for practitioners who practice Bingxin Jue.
But there is a line.
Weaker emotional fluctuations have an excellent promoting effect on this exercise.
But there is an idiom that goes beyond the reach.
If the mood swings are too severe, it will have negative effects. At least it will make the senior sister's skills regress, and at worst, it will directly damage her foundation.
Although I was very itchy, I could still distinguish between priorities.
Jiang Fan gritted his teeth when he thought of this.
Don't you just have to wait until the state of transformation? I have a system that can help senior sister advance quickly. I believe it won't take too long to wait for this moment.
He opened his mouth and took a few breaths of the slightly cool night air of Yueling Island to force his heart to calm down.
When he raised his head again, the traces of desire that existed in his eyes had faded away.
Sikong Yueling stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Fan's clear eyes.
To be honest, she was really worried before.
She was afraid that if Jiang Fan insisted on making a request, whether she would be able to be cruel enough to refuse it.
But fortunately, this expected situation did not happen.
The worry in the girl's heart disappeared. She waved her hand to disperse the water barrier, walked slowly in front of Jiang Fan, and called out softly:
"Jiang Fan, let's carry out the bonding ceremony now."
Jiang Fan was stunned when he heard this.
"A bonding ceremony...is there such a thing?"
The girl noticed the confusion in Jiang Fan's words, nodded, hummed, and then explained:
"The marriage ceremony among monks corresponds to the wedding ceremony of mortals."
"The difference is that the wedding of mortals is held for other people to see, while the marriage ceremony of monks is for the will of heaven."
"The formal formation of Taoist couples between monks is not just a mere verbal agreement, but a matter of great cause and effect that will be recognized by the will of heaven."
"After the bonding ceremony, your fate and mine are linked together. From then on, we share life and death, good fortune and misfortune, and share the same heart and virtue."
"If you want to hold a bonding ceremony, you need to learn a special secret technique. The only function of this secret technique is to convey the true inner thoughts of both parties to the will of heaven."
"Once there is a problem with either party's ideas, it will be sensed by the will of heaven, resulting in the failure of the bonding ceremony."
"Only two people who truly like each other can successfully complete this ceremony."
Having said this, the girl stared into Jiang Fan's eyes and asked:
"Jiang Fan, are you ready?"
The meaning of the girl's words was very clear, and Jiang Fan could understand it immediately without thinking too much.
He did not hesitate, nodded immediately and said:
"Sister, just tell me directly, what should I do?"
Seeing Jiang Fan's decisive attitude, Sikong Yueling couldn't help but smile.
From all the details, it can be seen that Jiang Fan really likes him.
She directly taught the latter the secret method of holding a marriage ceremony.
The secret technique is very simple, so simple that anyone who can use spiritual power, including first-level monks who have just stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, can quickly learn it in a short time.
It took Jiang Fan half a stick of incense to successfully master it.
Seeing this scene, Sikong Yueling nodded gently and immediately said:
"Put your hand out."
Jiang Fan did as he was told and stretched out his right hand in front of the girl.
The latter mobilized his spiritual power to condense a small ice blade in his hand and said:
"It might hurt a little, just bear with it."
After saying this, the girl held the ice blade and lightly touched Jiang Fan's palm.
Due to the reminder of the girl's previous words, Jiang Fan did not make any defensive behavior.
The ice blade was very sharp and cut open the skin on Jiang Fan's palm, leaving a wound.
Blood soon overflowed from the wound, flowing slowly in the palm of his hand.
Feeling the pain in his palm, Jiang Fan frowned slightly, but remained silent and just looked at his senior sister quietly.
Then, Sikong Yueling also did the same thing on his palm.
Next, under the guidance of the girl, two palms dripping with red blood were held against each other, and the wounds were tightly pressed together.
At this moment, the girl raised her head, looked into Jiang Fan's eyes, and said softly:
"Okay, now turn to the secret technique I just taught you and convey your thoughts to the will of heaven."
After saying this, the girl took the lead in lowering her head and closing her eyes, saying no more words.
Jiang Fan saw this and followed suit.
The two of them were running the secret technique of bonding at the same time. Within a moment, Jiang Fan felt that the wound on his palm, where he was close to his senior sister, was suddenly invaded by an inexplicable force.
After noticing this power, Jiang Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
Sikong Yueling's eyes also opened at the same time, revealing those faint green eyes.
The two looked at each other first, and then their eyes turned to their clasped hands at the same time.
I saw the originally bright red blood, under the action of that inexplicable force, being pulled out from between the fingers, and the strands of blood were entangled and merged, and they merged and surged into the air.
Under the bright moonlight, the blood surged repeatedly.
Sikong Yueling's eyes followed upwards, and there was a trace of nervousness on her face.
After only two or three breaths, the blood mass changed and began to gradually take shape, finally taking on the shape of an unknown seed.
This seed grows rapidly, sprouts, grows branches and leaves, blooms, and bears two small fruits.
After ten breathing periods, the fruit is fully ripe.
After seeing this, the nervous look on the girl's face relaxed.
She breathed a sigh of relief, used her remaining hand to pick off the two fruits condensed with blood, handed one of them to Jiang Fan, and said:
"Jiang Fan, eat this."
Jiang Fan heard this, took the fruit, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.
He could feel that this fruit exuded the auras of himself and his senior sister.
