As soon as Lin Xu opened the bamboo slip scroll, he saw several eye-catching red fonts, especially the last two words "use with caution", which hit Lin Xu's heart.

"Interesting!"

Lin Xu licked his lips, his love of "adventure" when he was a child was adjusted, every child looked forward to conquering the sea of stars, and every child also fantasized that he could summon a divine dragon and realize his wishes, and Lin Xu was no exception.

During the Warring States Period, although there were many elders in Confucianism, only one of the most holy teachers could be used as the founder of Confucianism and the founder of Confucianism.

Lin Xu was both curious and surprised, and said to himself: "This book shouldn't be put here......"

Even if there are many books in the Academy, such a treasure like this kind of secret book should only be held by the true Confucian elite!

With curiosity, Lin Xu continued to open the bamboo slip scroll, and many bold characters appeared for a while, instead of outlining them with a red pen.

"Congratulations, lucky man, you have opened my manual, and from now on you will start a journey against the sky, worship my disciples, and it is no longer a dream to become an immortal. ”

“............”

Lin Xu was stunned, and the tall and elegant image of the Confucian ancestor in his heart collapsed instantly, which ...... The Confucian ancestor was also a wonderful person.

"Young people don't be too ambitious, the eyes are high and the masters are low, it is not a trip to the avenue, although my exercise can't let you break through the ground level, but you can still be invincible in the ground level......"

Seeing this, Lin Xu's pupils shrank, and the ground level was invincible! What a lot of confidence this is, he slowly calmed down, and continued to turn to the next page, reading the contents of the scroll in his heart.

"I once asked an old man, but this old man said too profoundly, I didn't understand too well, so I asked him to explain in detail, I didn't expect this old man to say that I have no talent, old man, I ...... I casually taught the old man a lesson. ”

“............”

Lin Xu had an urge to close the bamboo slips, the Confucian ancestor who was full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, actually chose to bully an old man, if it was passed out, it would definitely make the Confucian beat his chest.

"With the help of the old man, I created this big mudra palm technique!"

Hmm, what's going on? Lin Xu had a question in his heart, and he flipped through the front page again, always feeling that there was still some content missing.

Lin Xu repeated it several times, but it was still the paragraph where the Confucian ancestor asked the old man for the truth, what made Lin Xu strange was this, the ancestor beat the old man, and the old man still helped the Confucian ancestor?

There must have been something going on in the middle, and for some reason this Confucian ancestor did not record it.

"Before practicing the exercises, I would like to advise you again, Mahamudra has almost harsh requirements for spiritual power, and only the best in the ground level can practice, otherwise if you forcibly cultivate, your body will be drained by Mahamudra due to insufficient spiritual power, and if your cultivation talent is not at the top, it is not recommended to practice my exercises, and you will bear all the consequences. ”

Seeing the requirements of this exercise, Lin Xu was overjoyed, the top cultivation talent, isn't it just to talk about himself?

Excited heart, trembling hands, the next page is the official Confucian exercise content, Lin Xu can't wait to practice this exercise called "Mahamudra".

"You can't wait, but I want to say a few more words. ”

“............”

Lin Xu slapped the bookshelf, the ancestor of Confucianism...... This kind of person can actually achieve the position of the most holy teacher, and it seems that his attitude towards Confucianism needs to change a little in the future.

"After practicing my exercises, you can't use my big mudra to directly kill the demon clan, otherwise you will be punished!"

Lin Xu didn't understand the meaning of this holy master too much, and he couldn't use the exercises to kill the demon clan?

After thinking for a moment, Lin Xu speculated about what this ancestor meant, because this ancestor master's words were really very contradictory.

You can't use the big mudra to kill the demon clan, not that you can't use the big mudra on the demon clan, this ancestor also has a sloppy eye.

Lin Xu continued to spin the scroll, and a picture appeared in Lin Xu's eyes.

The bamboo slip scroll suddenly broke away from Lin Xu's palm control, and automatically rotated, and a pair of pictures automatically played in Lin Xu's eyes.

This is not a written exercise cheat at all, but a battle picture.

In the picture, a young man in white stands steeply with his right hand suspended in the air, and opposite the young man in white is a man in heavy armor.

This is not the style of the Great Qin battle armor that Lin Xu knows, but in the picture, the man in the heavy armor looks at the young man in white with contempt, and the young man in white has an evil smile on his face, and he has a feeling of cheapness.

I saw that as soon as the picture turned, a giant palm appeared in the air above the heavily armored man, and the suspended palm fell down heavily, and the heavily armored man wanted to rise into the air, but was ruthlessly suppressed by the giant palm.

The man in white looked at the sky, and he should have let out a loud laugh.

In another moment, the picture of the battle reappeared in Lin Xu's mind, and it was even clearer, and he could clearly see the gesture of the young man in white turning his palm, and he could also see the smugness on the young man's face.

The battle scenes scrolled through Lin Xu's mind again and again.

Lin Xu's brain seemed to be uncontrolled, and a splitting headache struck, Lin Xu squatted down, holding his head with both hands, but still did not relieve half of the pain.

"Ahh

Lin Xu roared in pain, this technique seemed to have been transferred into Lin Xu's mind, swirling in Lin Xu's mind.

Lin Xu rolled on the ground in pain, this strength was more painful than any injury Lin Xu had ever suffered.

Lin Xu had somewhat regretted opening this martial arts scroll, and it was precisely because of this technique that Lin Xu endured the pain that ordinary people couldn't bear.

Lin Xu suddenly ended the struggle, his legs were straight, his eyes were clear, staring at the roof building, the "big mudra" exercise action gently appeared in Lin Xu's mind, and the battle picture just now was over, leaving only a concise gesture movement.

Rise, bend, stretch, grip, press.

Although this exercise is very different from the written exercise, if it is summed up, the "Mahamudra" exercise is more concise than other exercises, and Lin Xu clearly understands this exercise through the picture.

Video playback is often more memorable than textual narration.

Lin Xu tried to stand up, then patted the dust on his body, and turned around to pick up the bamboo slip scroll.

"Hey, I saw it falling here, but I couldn't find it in a blink of an eye. ”

Lin Xu was a little anxious, this is not other calligraphy cheats, in addition to this exercise, the handwriting of the dignified Confucian ancestor is also an object that can be passed down from generation to generation as the treasure of the town school.

Lin Xu hurriedly searched for it on the ground, but there was nothing.

............

In a secret room on the roof of the book, an ordinary-looking old man flicked the dust on the bookshelf, put a bamboo scroll back to a high place, raised his hand, and found that he couldn't reach it, and his hunched waist stood up slightly.

"Old man, old man!"

In the secret room, the old man's exclamation was heard.

.........

When it was close to noon, Lin Xu sat on the bench with some frustration, he spent a lot of time and still hadn't found it, Lin Xu almost demolished the decorated ground, but still didn't find the bamboo slips.

Lin Xu planned to go through the general book records of the bookstore, which recorded every book in the bookstore in detail, hoping to find a record of this book.

"Mahamudra, Mahamudra!" Lin Xu flipped through the books, looking for the secret book about this exercise.

"Well, why can't I find it?" Lin Xu flipped through the pages, he could not always find the record of this book, although it was not a big system, and he could search for keywords, but this exercise had a total of three words, and in this dense four-character name, it should be very conspicuous, but Lin Xu couldn't find it no matter how he looked for it!

Lin Xu closed the book and took the initiative to recall the situation at the time, Lin Xu remembered that in the original position, there was no such bamboo scroll at the beginning, but Lin Xu just blinked, and it appeared in front of Lin Xu's eyes, and finally disappeared inexplicably, I didn't think about it myself just now, but now I think about it carefully, this matter originally exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

"Could it be that this is the protagonist's adventure?" Lin Xu's voice was a little unconfident.

.........

When the time came to noon, Lin Xu tried every means to find the fallen exercises, but he still found nothing, this secret book seemed to not exist in the school palace, and there was no record of its existence in the bookstore, and there was no such exercise in the registration manual.

Seeing this, Lin Xu simply stopped looking for it, although he couldn't find this bamboo slip, but the exercises of the big mudra were deeply imprinted in Lin Xu's mind, if someone in the school palace wanted to take advantage of this to attack him, Lin Xu could only make a copy of it.

If it doesn't work, Lin Xu can also compensate them, and if he asks for money, Lin Xu can find someone to raise it, if he wants to die...... Lin Xu could only say goodbye to Qixia School Palace, leave Qixia School Palace, and die from then on.

Lin Xu recalled the palm of the young man in white in his mind, and based on the angry smile of the young man in white, Lin Xu could conclude that the young man in white was the ancestor of Confucianism.

This ancestor was really a little out of tune when he was young!

Lin Xu walked out slowly, and after a while, he walked to a shade of a tree, an old man was cleaning with a broom, Lin Xu looked at the back and looked familiar, and walked in to take a look, it was really the old man he met.

"Uncle, are you the only one who cleans the palace? These Confucian people are really too much!"

Lin Xu said angrily, wanting to take the old man's broom again.

PS: It's late again, I did a stupid thing today, it's really stupid............