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Books by 孟然白首
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The Emperor's Self-Cultivation 天子修身
“Your Majesty… it’s time to rise!” Hearing that, you’d surely think an emperor’s life is simply wonderful. Three thousand beauties in the harem, the power to command the clouds and rain, and the chance to discuss grand plans for conquest with a laugh. But you’d never guess that only by cultivating oneself can one manage the family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world. Ancient civilizations, the weight of history. In troubled times, a man of leisure meets a remarkable beauty. The fires
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The Continent of False Gods 伪神大陆
From delusion, one comes, longing for reincarnation and mystery. In the end, no one can escape the word “false.” The Demon King descends, and supernatural powers return. Dawn and darkness, evil and truth. Do we seek the Way amid the mysterious and profound, or perform our parts while hiding behind disguises? Opinions differ… The canal’s art: clear springs echoing. The fruit’s art: who stole the years away? The primordial chaos splits open the heavens, the bright moon and stars appear; The bounda
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The Legend of False Secrets 伪秘传奇
There is a court, and there are names. There are knights who sheathe their swords, and a world where the great way is practiced beneath heaven. With the simplest approach, he sees through the work of gods and spirits. One word, “false,” runs through his entire life… Warhorses and iron weapons, silver bells chiming in the halls of power; the world is hard to fathom. Fierce loyalty and tender affection, flutes singing and Buddhist chants echoing through the jianghu; the search goes on for eternity
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The Lotus Formula 荷之诀
All his life, he excelled at cultivating lotus flowers, but never earned a lasting reputation, remaining obscure instead. At the dawn of the Nine Heavens, the lotus comes into being. As the poem says: Two lotus flowers manifest, and the spirit pearl is born into the mortal world for a second time. The lotus's way: It rises unstained from the mud, washed by clear ripples yet never coquettish.
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