This is... Fire-based exercises, earth-based exercises... This is the Five Elements... Gangfeng body protection formula, nine days wind thunder palm...... and so on, all of which are recommended exercises for different practitioners.

The lights in the Scripture Pavilion were dim, and when Han Xing was concentrating, he suddenly looked up, and suddenly found an old man with a ruddy face and an unkempt beard sitting cross-legged behind the door of the pavilion with a broken broom, closing his eyes and recuperating, looking like a sweeper in the Scripture Pavilion.

It's okay for Han Xing to find out, otherwise, it's not a matter of being scared, but scaring him half to death......

Because you can't feel the breath of a living person from this old man, the whole person is like a statue sitting there motionless.

"Hey, you sit there silently with a face that looks like you can ward off evil spirits, who do you want to scare to death......! Yes...... Am I going to be stupid? I'm worried...... Ahh

Han Xing shouted for a long time, but the old man was still motionless, not to mention that he couldn't see whether he had cultivation or not in this scripture pavilion.

Han Xing thought, this is an ordinary person, and he is also an old man, so he felt embarrassed to shout like this, and shouted guiltily: "I'm sorry Ha......" nodded in a friendly way in the direction where he was sitting, and walked towards the bookshelf again.

The old man seemed to be asleep all the time, and he didn't even open his eyes.

Han Xing looked around, and on the many bookshelves around him, there were either books carved in stone, or animal skin scrolls, or bamboo slips, or books made of brocade silk and paper, which were full of exquisiteness.

He flipped through them one by one, flipped through them, but there was nothing that suited him, and just as he was about to leave, a broken scroll caught his attention.

The tattered scroll, which sits in a corner on the bottom floor of the shelf, is covered with dust, and is made of cotton silk with a smoky yellowing background, and is old.

Han Xing took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and the scroll was inscribed with four ochre-colored "Desolate Divine Records" handwriting, faintly revealing a simple and vicissitudes of life.

However, it indicates that this volume is a manuscript, not an authentic handiwork, nor does it indicate the name of the copyist, but it is only said that it was taken from a period of divine consciousness in the ancient era, and it was memorized. Whether it was taken from the Dao mark induction left by the great god, but there was no word.

Han Xing unfolded it and looked at the compendium, all of which were deeds from the ancient times and some unknown legends. It's no wonder why no one pays attention to this scroll, everyone who comes here from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is here for the supernatural powers, and no one will care about a scroll that records the deeds and legends of the gods.

"Why does this "Desolate Gods" feel familiar? Strangely, it seems to be telepathic. Han Xing felt a faint throbbing in his heart, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times in confusion.

Han Xing took a cursory look at it, and between the lines, it had a lot to do with the "Great Wilderness Treasure Record" left by his father, and he also mentioned the ancient bloodline several times, and even more, the origin and annotations of several ancient scriptures were also very detailed.

What surprised Han Xing even more was that some secrets of the Qinzhou Continent from ancient times to nearly 5,000 years were missing in the "Great Wilderness Treasure Record", which was also recorded, which was simply a supplement to the "Great Wilderness Treasure Record".

This is exactly what Han Xing wants to understand, so he copied the title of the book without hesitation.

Just as Han Xing picked up the "Desolate God Record", the old man who was sitting behind the pavilion door as if he was about to die suddenly jumped a few times in the corner of his eyes, and a fine light flashed in his eyes that seemed to be open, and an imperceptible smile appeared on Gu Jing Wubo's face, nodded imperceptibly, and then returned to normal and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

A few minutes later, the old man teleported to the end of the last row of bookshelves and sat down without anyone noticing.

The second row of bookshelves is full of some mystical classics, devouring spirit martial arts, wind and thunder escape techniques, monstrous sword techniques... There are all kinds of Qimen cheats, but Han Xing has been reading many books in a row, and they are not satisfied.

In desperation, he set his sights on some dusty books that no one else wanted to open. Blowing away the floating dust with his mouth, he casually picked up a book.

I saw that the pages of this book had turned brown and yellow due to age, and the corners had been molded, but the handwriting and contents inside were quite complete and complete.

On the cover is written four words, "Chaos Ancient Collapse Heavenly Law".

According to the title page of the book, this "Chaotic Ancient Collapse of the Heavenly Law" is a peerless exercise, but when the exercise is created by the power of the strong, the fragrant chicken ribs have become useless and discarded. Because the last page is annotated with a line of small letters, marked with "The exercises are against the sky, the practitioner is cautious, and the devil will go crazy, and the catastrophe will never be recovered." ”

Go crazy and never recover!

Such an anti-heaven exercise has been submerged in this scripture pavilion until now, no one has read it, and everyone has been frightened away by the marking.

It is precisely because of this that the people who created the exercises died in a hurry, after all, no one could accept that the exercises that had taken thousands of years to create were actually not able to be cultivated.

Han Xing was not afraid, turned the pages of the book, and looked carefully, in the entire book, there was a dense handwriting map, and the content was quite huge. Most of the stories are about some extreme adventures and rapid improvement of cultivation methods such as reverse training of meridians, devouring transformation skills, and gathering spirit refining bodies.

What's more, the book also does the opposite of some alchemy and refining exercises, proposing to use the dantian as the furnace of heaven and earth, and use the Shenque acupoint to collect and communicate the essence of the five elements to refine and form the refined things in the "small world" opened up.

"Hehe, this exercise is against the sky, and it can quickly improve my cultivation, but it is very appetizing to me!"

This anti-heaven exercise is a bit esoteric to Han Xing, but he has a different understanding of the word "anti-heaven", because his own desolate ancient bloodline is already against the sky, and it is even more anti-heaven to break the seal and achieve the desolate ancient holy body.

Therefore, others are afraid, but he is not afraid, but he is very interested in these laws of reverse refining, hoping to find a way to break through and activate his own divine acupoints in reverse training.

This exercise is just a bit perverted, and his own ancient bloodline has been sealed by the Great Dao, and he can still practice Lao Tzu back into his mother's womb...... The exercises are perverted, Lao Tzu is more perverted than you...... I'm afraid of a fart!"

Han Xing thought of this and copied the book without hesitation.

These two scriptures alone did not satisfy Han Xing's curiosity, and he wanted to find a third one.

Han Xing stopped and stopped, and turned to the third and fourth rows of bookshelves, he kept flipping through quickly, and his eyes were dazzled, but he didn't find anything that satisfied him.

He was noncommittal and continued to the fifth row of bookshelves.

This is the last row of bookshelves, and if you can't find them, you have to leave them at that.

At this moment, Han Xing's whole mind was on the bookshelf, he didn't pay attention, his feet were mixed, and he almost fell down, and then the bookshelf shook for a while, and dust flew down.

Dingqing looked at it, but the bookshelf was in disrepair, and the legs were uneven, and I don't know who put a bone-carved book as a brick pad under the bookshelf, and it was mixed out with one foot.

"Is it the one who doesn't have long eyes, who uses the book as a brick, and makes me almost fall? I wish you to choke to death after eating tofu, be hit to death while walking, be beaten to death alive, and no one will pity you when you die, don't let me catch you, be careful to ruin you!"

Han Xing muttered and scolded while looking around, and suddenly, the crook of his left leg was numb, as if he had been stung by a bumblebee, and he pounced on the ground, almost bleeding from his head.

", the sky hasn't fallen on me, it's still hard for my mind, I'm tired of my muscles and bones, and I can fall if I find a book!" As soon as I stood up, my right leg bent and there was a convulsion and a huge pain, and I fell to the ground with a plop and a heavy fall!

"Ghost, there is a god three feet above your head, the disciple shouldn't scold you and make amends to you!"

Han Xing was frightened and didn't dare to move, knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly folded his hands and shook in all directions. Seeing the silence all around, there was no one else except Yin Ling and the old man in the back row who was still holding a broom and maintaining a strong sleeping posture. Only then did he stand boldly, bent down and picked up the brick-like bone book.

I saw that the book was covered with bone meal, and when I touched it with my hand, the bone meal fell down layer by layer. The cover of the book has a thick bone plate, and I don't know what kind of animal bone it is used to polish, and it is engraved with a thin and sharp style of ancient characters, and the bone powder in the groove is blown out with his mouth.

I don't know how many years this brick-like oracle bone can be found here, and it seems that there are countless people who want to get a glimpse of its secrets from the degree of wear.

Han Xing hesitated for a moment, feeling that it should not be a good thing to be thrown away like garbage, and was about to throw it away, when the Creation Immortal Jade in his body moved inexplicably.

An invisible light radiated from the oracle bone in a flash. Han Xing felt that he was dazzled, and rubbed his eyes, but saw that the oracle bone had not changed in any way.

Perverted ...... Flip through it and see...... There's something weird about this book!

This bone book is very old, and the material has been crispy. Han Xing carefully opened the bone plate on the album.

I saw that the whole book is an album made of nine white keel sheets, each page depicts nine characters of different shapes, looking like the legendary ancient gods, sitting there cross-legged, with nine complex mudras in their hands, respectively annotated as the immovable root seal, Donkey Kong wheel seal, outer lion seal inner lion seal, outer binding seal, inner binding seal, wisdom fist seal, sun wheel seal, invisible seal and other "nine-character secret seals", and there are corresponding "nine-character mantra" exercises blessed on it.

The combination of these mudras and exercises makes people feel that there is a kind of ancient rhyme flowing between the square inches of the book, and every handprint, every stroke, is like a natural trace of the Tao contains divine thoughts, impacting people's hearts.

Since Han Xing opened up the Celestial Eye of God, he has no knowledge of all kinds of writing, and knows that this kind of writing is the ancestor of ancient writing, and the bone tablets are mostly the bones of ancient beasts, and the scriptures can record it, which must be extremely precious.