Tomorrow we will resume the chapters one by one, and update them.

Tomorrow we will resume the chapters one by one, and update them.

The chimney of the old house began to vent smoke outward.

The old ladies stayed here to cook and arrange their own affairs, and the old men of each family began to wipe away their tears.

Even if the eldest grandfather died, the livestock in the family still had to be fed.

Han Yi found a rather peculiar thing, the aunts cried very little, only the gentlemen of Hanjia Village, who cried one by one with their eyes, and their faces were red like monkey butts.

This is a patriarchal society.

Han Yi thought about it, the white smoke on the chimney had risen a lot in the windless morning, and he had also seen the plane cable, but it was just swept away, and he didn't pay attention to it when he looked at it.

Han Yi went home and washed his face, wiped it clean, looked at the sword box he brought back, took out the Spirit Wind Sword and looked at it, put it back again, and then put it in the cabinet.

Han Yi turned around and was about to leave the house, when he turned around, he saw a book like a withered yellow weed lying on the kang.

"Lin Fengxian. ”

Han Yi picked up the book, looked at the three traditional characters on it, and remembered the sentence that the third ancestor often recited when he was in a coma: "What does the ancestor call his son to learn? Three thousand avenues are immortal." Cultivating the pure masculine life pill, I have a style of Lin Feng Immortal. ”

"Is this what the ancestor said about Lin Fengxian?"

Han Yi thought about it and turned the pages of the book, and pictures appeared in Han Yi's eyes, all of which were internal organs, including some traditional characters, and the book was very thin, only six or seven pages in total.

The last page should be a fire drawn with cinnabar, vibrating its wings like a phoenix, and when Han Yi looked at this page, he felt as if this firebird was about to fly out of the page, and a scorching breath of sulfur surrounded him.

Han Yi looked at it again from the beginning, and carefully read the traditional Chinese characters that had been written on it, because he had learned the twenty-four style sword technique from the third ancestor before, he had deliberately taught himself traditional Chinese characters for a period of time, so it didn't seem to be the slightest effort at this time.

"Gong to Zhou Tian, induce the pure yang qi, pass through the Taiyin lung meridian, and urge it to form a fire technique. ”

The handwriting on the first page was very simple, and Han Yi read it at a glance to understand.

At this time, after understanding the text and looking at the pattern, it became clear all of a sudden, "It turns out that this line is the Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra!"

"Fire art, is this book about magic! Isn't it a secret book of the immortal family?"

Han Yi was taken aback in vain, and closed the book in an instant.

"It turns out that the master left and passed this last hand to me, but unfortunately, the third ancestor didn't seem to be able to practice this spell. ”

Han Yi opened the book again, crossed the first page, and looked at the second page.

"Gong to Zhou Tian, promote pure yang true qi, catalyze through the Yang Ming large intestine, and double the fire. ”

"The Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian seem to pass through the meridians of the hands, but the pure yang qi here is different, one is from the dantian navel through the large intestine, through the lungs, and then through the throat tube, from the meridians on the shoulders to the thumb. ”

"But the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian starts directly from the large intestine, and the pure Yang Qi is triggered from here, passing through the lungs, and then there is a change here, one meridian goes around the back to the arm, and finally the focus is on the second thumb, and the other meridian goes through the throat and goes to the mouth. ”

"One is a thumb, the other is a second thumb, damn this can't be the Six-Vein Divine Sword, right?" Han Yi felt a little funny, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his depressed mood eased a lot.

He looked back at the third page.

"This page is the Hand Shao Yin Heart Sutra, I'm looking at the meridian route, the large intestine, huh····· This is a circumambulation of the heart, and it is also two bifurcated lines, one to the eye, and the other to the little thumb! I will say that it is like a six-vein divine sword······"

Han Yi turned to the fourth page again.

"This page is the Hand Sun Small Intestine Sutra, well, what is the fifth page?"

Han Yi muttered to himself, turning to the fifth page, "Hand Yin Pericardial Sutra, the sixth page is Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Sutra." ”

Han Yi finished reading the six pages in one go, the meridians on them were detailed, and the running routes of each pure yang true qi were described in great detail, "It seems that this is a spell that runs through pure yang true qi in the body according to the meridian routes, and then induces it through the hands?"

"It's just that this spell now seems to be a fire-type spell, and the five elements belong to fire, but how can it convert pure yang true qi into fire in reality?"

"Do I have to carry a lighter with me when I cast spells in the future?"

Han Yi looked back and forth at the book, but he couldn't know the author's annotations.

"It seems that I won't be able to have a complete epiphany until I really reach the time of the week. ”

Han Yi shook his head, although he still has a long way to go to Zhou Tian, especially since the annotator on this does not explain whether this Gong Zhi Zhou Tian is a small Zhou Tian or a big Zhou Tian, Han Yi also knows that this technique was hidden by the Third Ancestor until his last breath was handed over to him, and it should be true and not lacking.

This is what the third grandfather pressed at the bottom of the box, or is it ready to be brought into the coffin.

Han Yi closed the book, then opened the cabinet and put the book in the sword case.

Han Yi went to the third ancestor's house in addition to the house, and after a while, the people who were still dull already had smiling faces on their faces, each talking interesting things, waiting for the women to cook the meal.

It was almost eight o'clock, and everyone was hungry.

When someone saw Han Yi coming, they told Han Yi that the swordsmanship he used was powerful, and some people were looking for Han Yi's words and asked what the book Han Yi took down from the beam of the house was?

Han Yi smiled and diverted the topic, but he knew that this would inevitably become a topic of small talk for the old and young masters of Hanjia Village in the future.

Third Patriarch, you have another legend.

Han Yi sighed, helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and set up more than ten tables in the compound of the village committee.

Everything is abbot Bao Zheng, the village head, and he is most familiar with the things that are being sent.

Wait until nine o'clock, the kitchen to make a big pot of rice, although the old and young masters see the dishes are simple, but they are not picky, their own families, also happy, at home are also hungry, one by one gobbling up.

Because there are still a lot of things to do, there are also a lot of tasks that require effort.

Han Yi had just eaten a full meal and was looking for water when the phone in his pocket rang, and he answered it as soon as he saw that it was Li Dacheng.

"Brother, the day after tomorrow school graduation party, graduation photos, don't forget, we have finished taking photos, and we have to go to have a casual meal after the party, we are all ready not to get drunk and not return, our class is the backbone, but there is nothing to do!" Li Dacheng was more excited.

"Okay, I got it, I'm going to get there. Han Yi thought for a moment and said.

After saying a few more words to Li Dacheng, as soon as the phone was put down, Lao Dong's phone came again.

"Xiao Yi, don't you forget the instructor training at the end of the month?" Lao Dong said seriously, "Those Japanese have been brought back to Japan by the Japanese Embassy, hey! It's just two ashes and a cripple!"

Han Yi's mind flashed the shadows of Kaneda Zhengyi, Ao Shangyuan, and Yanagi Sakura, and he didn't take it to heart, "Okay, I'll go to Shengjing on time when the time comes." ”

After chatting for a few more words, when Han Yi thought that he would not call again, he thought about the phone again.

It was Wu Tianshen, but it was Wu Tianshen's uncle Wu Hook who spoke on the phone.

"Han Yi, the tutor wants to wash his hands in a golden basin, and I specially invite you to come over and watch the ceremony. ”

The master of Yunzhou Wugou is Ding Guosheng, and he didn't expect that a generation of Huajin Grandmaster would withdraw from the rivers and lakes.