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He patted his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that he was in a hurry to leave, could it be that Sleepless stole his own book.

That's right, it must have been Sleepless who stole his book, he had already had an opinion about himself, and he kept it back, and finally he saw the opportunity to do it.

However, how did he know this secret, and there is no other person in the world who knows it except himself, how can he know it?

It's really hateful, it's strange that he had to leave that day, it turned out to be like this.

It dawned on me.

Counting on my fingers, sleepless has been gone for five days.

Without further ado, you have to recover it quickly, otherwise, if the whole book of Xiuzhen Treasure Record has any three lengths and two shortcomings, your golden dream will be in vain.

I have been thinking about the golden statue in the ram curie, and I can't think of a way to get it, so I often sigh secretly.

Ever since he got the Treasure Record of Cultivating Truth, he wanted to use it as a bargaining chip, using any method, whether it was to rob, cheat, or exchange, to get that golden statue.

You know, gold has always been a dream for him all his life.

His plan was already in the chest, and now he only needs to use the photocopy to accumulate some funds to carry out the plan, but he didn't expect that there was a leak here, hateful and sleepless, eating me, wearing me, sleeping on me, spending on me, and finally stealing me.

He threw down the whole bag of Xiuzhen Baolu and copper coins, took some coils used on the road, pushed open the door and left, walked a few steps, and constantly remembered something. He went back and grabbed a copy of the Xiuzhen Treasure Book and stuffed it into his arms, and then he didn't say hello to the people in the Deer Mountain, and went down the mountain directly, describing the sleepless appearance along the way to ask people about the traces, and chased all the way.

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Wang Zhongsan and Han Zhi saw that the monk suddenly disappeared, and they were very puzzled, and sent a few disciples to look around, but there was no trace, and after waiting for a day, they didn't come back, and then they knew that they were saying goodbye, they were people in the rivers and lakes, and they didn't care much about the rudeness of the endless, but they were worried about whether they were in a hurry.

Wang Zhongsan settled a few more disciples to pack up the things in the non-resting room and keep them properly.

He also took a book of Cultivation Treasure Records by the way and returned to his room to study it carefully.

Open the Xiuzhen Treasure Record, only to see that the first page is written on the Xiuzhen Chapter, and the following is the specific procedure steps, about a double, this Xiuzhen Treasure Record has three major parts, for the cultivation of the true chapter, the refining of the treasure chapter, the Fu Gong chapter, each article can be an independent part, do not interfere with each other.

He has also turned over the Xiuzhen Treasure Record in the past, but in the past, it was all unintentionally translated, what he saw was nothing more than a word, there was no subordination, this time he looked at it intentionally, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was tasteful, and it was needless to say, there was a unique feeling after reading it.

He skimmed through all of them in a general way, and only felt that the cultivation of the truth was gradual and gradual, and he could reach the realm of transcendence and sanctification from an ordinary person, and he always felt a little mysterious.

In the treasure refining chapter, most of the raw materials are difficult to get together, some of the raw materials have never heard of it, and some of them are common things in daily life, but they pay attention to the degree of new and old and the age of the user, which is really harsh.

And the talisman chapter is even more mysterious, it seems to be similar to the Taoist talisman painting method, but the driving method is completely different, and the various powerful powers mentioned in the book are too unbelievable, making people have a feeling of exaggeration.

Wang Zhongsan browsed the whole book in a general way, although he read it mysteriously, and he didn't understand it, but he always had a feeling that he was still unfinished, and he always felt that such a treasure book should not end like this, as if there should be something to talk about.

It wasn't until Wang Zhongsan spent more than two hours roughly finishing the book that his head already had a feeling of grogginess, and if he read it carefully, he would definitely be dizzy.

He sighed, the treasure book was really extraordinary, and at the same time, he had also made up his mind, and now that he had the bottom in his heart, another day, he would officially teach his disciples the cultivation of the true Dafa.

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Since being taken captive by the fox to the ancient temple, Shou'er's eyes are often with a bag of tears, at this moment the fox bald is lying on a big stone not far from him, the big tail behind him is shaking to drive away the mosquitoes and flies in the air, its triangular head is stuck to the big stone, the two eyeballs are dripping, and finally fixed on Shou'er's body.

Shou'er is not far away at the moment, he has his back to the fox bald, he raised the broken firewood knife with both hands, and worked hard to cut down the weeds in the ancient temple, this ancient temple has been abandoned for a long time, the weeds in the courtyard are almost more than one person high, Shou'er can't reach the top of the weeds when he stands up, since Fu Dongliu arranged for him to cut firewood, he still cut down the ancient trees in the courtyard before, but how can he cut down the weeds with his small arms and small strength? Later, Fu Dongliu asked him to clean up the weeds in the courtyard, where did Shou'er dare to disobey, timidly listened to the order, and cut down the weeds.

But weeds don't grow in a day or two, and they don't easily cut down, and within a few days, Shou'er's little arms became sore, and there were many blisters on his hands.

When he was in Fushou Mountain, he came to open his mouth and clothes to stretch out his hands, and lived a life of brocade clothes and jade food, how could he have suffered like this, even if he stained his hands by playing with mud on weekdays, the servants who took care of him had to wash him cleanly, and now?

He was so aggrieved that he just wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to cry, just with tears in his eyes, often with tears in his eyes.

It would be great if it was in Fushou Mountain, no one bullied themselves, only people loved themselves.

Although he also knew that his father was no longer there and dead, he never wanted to believe this fact, and he hoped that one day his father would suddenly appear and take him out of here and back to Fushou Mountain.

He almost had to wake up from crying every day, because he always saw his father in his sleep, but strangely enough, he never paid attention to him, as if he was angry with him.

Uncle Zhao didn't know where he went, he didn't come to me, and the little brother was gone, and I was playing with him that day, but it was gone after a while.