Yan Qihao didn't have any interest in books, and he was babbling about the style of the female steward in the Nandi Flower Merchant Square all the way, and it could be seen that Yan and gambling and drugs must be incompatible.

When Zong Xian followed him into the inner city in the afternoon, he deliberately changed his clothes, and did not wear the Qi family's practice clothes again, and now he follows Yan Dashao's side, like a little follower.

But he didn't care, the strange book was already in hand, he just wanted to go to the Yan Mansion quickly to go through the motions, and then go back to the room of the martial arts hall to copy it backwards to see if this "Hun Yi Tong Yuan" was "Xingyi Quan Sutra".

The two found a Yan's incense powder shop in Linlangfang City, after Yan Gongzi revealed his identity, the shopkeeper hurriedly asked people to prepare carriages and horses, just a cup of tea, and the two of them sat in a carriage.

As one of the wealthy families settled in the inner city, the ancestors were the first to start as rouge gouache, at that time there was no shop, but every day to carry a flat shoulder along the street to sell, and so on to gradually accumulate the capital, only to open a shop, in the decades to make Yan's incense powder famous, and even exported to the state capital.

In the future, with the capital accumulated in their hands, the Yan family's industries also involved pharmacies and medical centers, and now all of them are deeply rooted.

It is said that the Yan family also combined the success incense powder with the poison powder, and secretly launched several poisonous incense with a light smell, slow effect, and not easy to detect, which were widely sought after by the warriors in the city.

Gossip aside, almost every wealthy family that can gain a foothold in the inner city has a few brushes.

Riding in the carriage, the two soon came to Yan's mansion.

The mansions occupy almost one block, and there is a vacant lot nearby that is used as a depot and stables.

There are lanterns hanging high at the entrance of Yan's mansion, and two stone lions stand majestically.

The vermilion gate is very spacious, and the gatehouse with the cornices and corners is even more luxurious.

I saw Yan Gongzi stepping on the stone steps and knocking on the copper ring on the gate.

After a while, the small door left for daily entry and exit was opened, and two young servants greeted him.

"Childe, are you back?"

"Let the kitchen prepare some food and drinks and bring them to my yard."

"I brought friends with me today, so I can't slack off."

Yan Qihao walked in with his hands behind his back, put his arm around Zong Xian's shoulder, and casually instructed the servant.

Entering the door is a wide stone screen vestibule, planted with several peach blossom trees, the branches are bearing pink and tender buds, calculating the weather and season, it is almost time for the peach blossoms to bloom.

There was a sound of a latching door behind him, and a look of desire appeared on the face of one of the servants.

But seeing that Yan Gongzi and the others were getting farther and farther, they still hurriedly ran over.

"Childe..."

"The master has instructed you to go to his study when you return home."

The little guy said cautiously, as if this matter was some kind of taboo.

Sure enough, the originally smiling expression on Yan Gongzi's face suddenly collapsed.

"You take my son's friend to the inner courtyard first, and then serve some snacks and tea."

After explaining, he looked at Zong Xian bitterly and said apologetically.

"Ah Xian, the hospitality is not good..."

"I'll probably have to keep you waiting."

Seeing this scene, Zong Xian couldn't sit still, he waved his hand.

"In that case, then I won't bother."

Where can he wait, he has already returned to his heart like an arrow.

Yan Qihao stayed for a while, but Zong Xian was resolute and had to give up and arrange a carriage and horse for him to go back.

After Zong Xian left, his mood was even more depressed, and he lowered his head and came to the Lan Tower in Yan's Mansion.

This is the contemporary head of the Yan family, where his father Yan Bairui lives every day, and the study is also here.

"Knock knock!"

He stood at the door of the study and hesitated for a moment, then reached out and knocked on the door.

Then a majestic voice rang out.

"Come in!"

After pushing open the wooden door, there is a sandalwood desk, Yan Bairui is grabbing a Yanghaohu pen on the rice paper, and there is a beautiful maid next to him who is carefully studying ink.

Yan Qihao was depressed, he stood aside with a blank expression and didn't say anything.

It wasn't until after a painting was written that Yan Bairui put the pen in his hand on the inkstone, and then looked at his son.

"Qihao, did you go to the martial arts hall in the outer city to practice martial arts today?"

Yan Bairui's tone was calm, but it made him very uncomfortable.

"The child has been suffering from back pain recently, and he wants to move his muscles and bones..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yan Bairui shaking his head and looking at him coldly with his eyes.

"You weren't born to practice martial arts."

"Why don't you concentrate on studying my Yan family's skills of making powder and regulating poison."

"In the future, even if troubled times come, I will be able to gain a firm foothold everywhere with those few formulas."

"From tomorrow onwards, concentrate on studying in the Fragrance Building, and you are not allowed to run around."

"Your second sister just came back from the state capital, she heard some amazing news, go to the front hall to find her later, your sister has something to say to you."

After speaking, Yan Bairui waved his hand, with an unquestionable meaning in his tone.

"It's... The child is gone..."

Yan Qihao seemed to be in awe of his father, he didn't dare to refute it in the slightest, just nodded with a wooden face.

When he walked out of the study, the expression on his face changed from wooden to sad, and he couldn't help but vent all the anger in his heart to the walk, and walked towards the front hall with hurried steps.

……

The next day, before the light of day.

Zong Xian stayed awake all night, sitting cross-legged on the ground next to the bed.

He lifted the futon, used the bed as a table, held a charcoal pen in his hand, and copied something on the paper.

"The six hearts and minds are the heart and mind, the mind and the qi, the qi and the strength, the shoulders and the hips, the elbows and the knees, the hands and the feet, and the emphasis is on the high unity of the inner meaning and the appearance......

After the reverse transcription, except for the confusion disguise of the last three or four pages, it is indeed the original copy of the "Xingyi Quan Sutra".

This is a collection called Xinyi Liuhe Fist, which contains the general outline, true skills, minor meditation and calming the mind, and boxing routines, which have visualization diagrams, but they are also disguised, and they need to be seen upside down from the back by light and shadow.

He was almost done transcribing the whole book, and it took him four or five hours.

In my heart, I already have an understanding of the practice methods of the three realms of body forging, qi and blood, and external strength of this boxing method.

From the point of view of concept, this "Xingyi Fist Sutra" is higher than the Yueshan Changquan.

There are more types of boxing routines and wider combinations, which are divided into three-body standing pile gong, five-element boxing and twelve-shaped boxing.

The most important thing is that this boxing book is a complete version, and it is not a remnant martial arts like the Yueshan Dojo boxing chapter.

This fist sutra even records the realm and cultivation methods above the internal strength period, but Zong Xian has not yet had time to copy and check it carefully.

It mentions a part of the records about the cultivation of ancient martial arts, which is roughly a set of methods for sublimating the strength with aura, but the pretender of this fist sutra also gave a hint when compiling it, to the effect that there is no aura available today, and only once every thousand years will there be a spiritual tide, and if the time is right, you can try to refine the martial body.

Intuition told Zong Xian that the secret that Master Qi said should have a lot to do with this matter!