The night was as cold as water, and the wind outside had stopped a little.

In the night sky, snowflakes were faintly falling.

Yujing City, which had just been sunny for a few days, began to snow again. In the strict capital, there was the voice of the husband, and a few faint dog barks.

The sound of the dog barking is also weak, it seems that the weather has turned cold again, and the dog with thick fur can't stand it, and has to pull his throat twice to keep himself from freezing.

Although the weather is cold outside, Cheng Hao's study is as warm as spring, the fiery red carbon stove is constantly burning, and the sandalwood smoke with a faint fragrance also fills the room, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

After returning to the mansion of the Marquis of Chengding in Yujing, Cheng Hao once again lived in a shallow manner and became his otaku, except for Hong Yi, all other outsiders were nowhere to be seen, and he lived alone until he was old.

Regarding Cheng Hao's character, the powerful people in the entire Yujing Cheng have long been clear, so no one is bored and bothered, anyway, he is just a famous and powerless marquis, there is no more than him, and there is no less than him.

"Whew!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the sandalwood smoke in front of him was dispersed, and Cheng Hao put away a silk scroll of scriptures in his hand, closed his eyes, and slowly comprehended the artistic conception in it.

"Although this vacuum mudra is a Taoist technique, it not only has the ability of divine soul attack, but also has the power of destroying the physical body, but it is a superior supernatural power with both physical attack and soul attack, which is much stronger than the dragon elephant magic seal. ”

"The past and the future, in a thought, the laws are vacuum, there is no life and no destruction!"

The thoughts of the divine soul scattered, Cheng Hao ran the past meridian, his mind moved, and a circle of light was directly formed behind his head, and then it condensed and formed into a huge handprint, standing in the study in the air, it seems that Cheng Hao can easily destroy his study with a single thought!

"Scatter!"

Cheng Hao naturally had no intention of demolishing his house, and as soon as his mind moved, he dispelled the mysterious big handprint in the void, and after feeling the power fluctuations that gradually dissipated in silence, a smile appeared on his face.

"This vacuum mudra is really powerful, compared to the soul vortex can only destroy the soul, this vacuum mudra is both soul and entity, all of them are destroyed, and there is a power to destroy the void. ”

"It's a pity, if you want to improve your power, you need the blessing of the power of incense, which is a more troublesome thing, incense is a double-edged sword, if you don't get it right, it will eat itself. ”

This vacuum mudra was handed over to him by Hong Yi, the fortune boy, a few days after Cheng Hao returned to the Dingguo Marquis' mansion, Cheng Hao did not ask Hong Yi how he obtained this Taoist magical power, anyway, in his opinion, it is also a normal thing for Hong Yi to collect all the three major scriptures of the Great Chan Temple one day.

If the son of luck wants to exercise the Fa, does he need a reason? Maybe if he dreams casually, there will be an old man who will come to teach him the Fa, and this kind of thing cannot be envied.

Just like Cheng Hao can shuttle through the heavens, it is an opportunity that Hong Yi will never be able to find, and he, Cheng Hao, can only stare at Hong Yi's luck power, there are some things, how can everything be as expected, as long as the direction is correct.

Secretly sighed, Cheng Hao didn't care about the cultivation of the Vacuum Mudra anymore, after all, in this world where the water was getting more and more muddy, he didn't want to get any more sects to collect incense, and now in the remaining months, he just needed to wait quietly for Hong Yi to send him exercises.

With such a relaxed and comfortable thing, why do you have to work thanklessly to make a sect?

......

The year is getting closer and closer, Cheng Hao put his main energy on cultivating the past Mida Sutra, condensing his divine soul that has reached the peak realm of ghosts and immortals again and again, doing the final precipitation, preparing for the arrival of the spring thunder in the next year, passing the first divine thunder in one fell swoop, and transforming the divine soul thoughts into pure yang.

The days passed in an orderly manner, and Cheng Hao didn't care about the undercurrent situation in Yujing City, as long as he didn't come to disturb his cultivation, he was really too lazy to take care of it.

On this day, Chinese New Year's Eve, after Cheng Hao had dinner with the housekeeper in the mansion and several other high-level executives, he also rarely relaxed, half lying on the recliner, lazily looking at the fireworks rising from time to time in the sky, and his heart was full of calm.

Life is like this, in addition to cultivation and reluctance, there are also distant starry sky and ......

"Cheng Hao!"

A somewhat excited voice interrupted Cheng Hao's thoughts of lamenting life, although it made him feel a little unhappy in his heart, but after seeing that it was Hong Yi's fortune boy who arrived, the unhappiness in his heart also dissipated instantly.

When Hong Yi comes, there will be good things, either exercises or supernatural powers!

"This Chinese New Year, you are not at home with your silver yarn girl, why did you run me here?" Standing up lazily, Cheng Hao teased Hong Yi with rare interest.

"Haha, Cheng Hao, it's a good thing, take a look, what is this!"

For Cheng Hao's ridicule, Hong Yi didn't care at all, on the contrary, he seemed to be quite excited at this time, holding a scripture book in his hand, looking at the material, it seemed to be the same as the material of the past scripture, it was made of black gold thread, it could not be burned when it was fired, and it could not be drowned in water!

"It's ......"

Cheng Hao seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly took a step forward, came directly to Hong Yi's side, took the scriptures handed by the other party, and couldn't wait to look at it.

On the cover of this book, there is also a figure of a big Buddha, but this big Buddha is completely different from the Buddhas of the past! The big ears and shoulders, middle finger, and index finger are ringed, and they are pinched into a Dharma seal.

On the cover of this book, there is no name, but Cheng Hao turned the next page, and saw a Buddha statue, and made another seal, the Buddha statue was painted vividly, with a three-dimensional feeling.

And inside the body of this Buddha statue, there is a red light shining point!

Next to this dot is a thumb-sized figure of a deity.

Cheng Hao, who had cultivated the Jingyuan Upper Fetal Acupoint, instantly understood that these were the measurement and cultivation methods of the Supreme Acupoint!

"Huh, why is there only half of it?"

Cheng Hao looked at it for a while, and after firmly imprinting the image in the page in his mind with the supernatural power of his left eye, he realized that the reason why this book did not have a name was that the upper part of it was torn off, leaving only the lower half!

"This is the present Rulai Sutra that I found in a Buddha statue, but this sutra has been torn off by someone who has torn off the upper part of the fist moves, leaving only the lower half of the acupoint measurement and cultivation method. ”

Seeing Cheng Hao's face showing surprise, Hong Yi explained in a timely manner on the side.