It had been a few days since the funeral of Yang Qing Daoist, but Han Xuan still closed the door tightly, in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be still immersed in the grief of Yang Qing's death, but Fang Xuan knew that cultivators were the fastest to look down on life and death, and Han Xuan was experiencing enlightenment that rarely happened in a cultivator's life at this time!

Han Xuan was unkempt at the moment, and he rarely ate or shone for a few days, and his whole person looked decadent. But he was holding a string of beads in his right hand, and as he breathed, the beads seemed to shine brightly.

"Qiankun Kan is separated from Zhen Gen Xundui, and there are sixty-four hexagrams in this gossip image, which almost includes all things in heaven and earth. So what can be in these four trigrams?" Han Xuan pondered, but the bead chain in his hand was held tighter.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was night again.

"In the daytime, the sun shines on all things, giving blessings to all beings, and at night the moonlight continues to shine for thousands of years. In the mountains, thousands of rivers stand up, and rivers and seas flow crosswise. But is this the Tao? If so, why do they also follow the law of day and night, the growth of all things? If not, then what is the Tao?"

"Fu Xi dreamed of traveling thousands of miles, and what did he see, drawing sixty-four hexagrams that heaven and earth did not allow? But dream, after all, is not his own consciousness? Could it be that the ancestor Fu Xi is just painting his own consciousness?"

"Master Yangqing has already told me that the creation is all in this string of beads, but I have been observing for several days, and I still can't see any clues" Han Xuan smiled bitterly and muttered.

Han Xuan put down the bead chain in his hand and didn't care about it at all. "In this case, it is better to understand my own way, my father doesn't know that these twelve hexagrams are easy to count, isn't it also called 'heavenly operator'?"

Han Xuan dragged his tired body and sat cross-legged again, all the strength of his body was working, he opened the five senses, and tried his best to feel the Dao Yun in this heaven and earth. He tried to send the breath in his body out of his body, but as a trace of qi was sent out, there was another breath of qi between heaven and earth that was replenishing. I don't know how long it took, Han Xuan was completely immersed in this ingenious cycle, but he also vaguely felt a kind of pattern in the dark.

"Is this the Tao, is it the law of heaven and earth?" Han Xuan asked his heart again, but after a long time, this answer was once again denied by himself.

Han Xuan's exhalation was like slowly letting a pool of immovable stagnant water circulate, turning from dead to alive, and containing vitality. Han Xuan felt the changes in his body, as if his consciousness was much lighter, and his physique had also changed a lot. He had heard this method of receptivity since he was a child, and it was also a method that was admired by many high-level cultivators, and judging from the current effect, it was extremely useful. Han Xuan would feel extraordinary just by breathing for a while, and if he persisted for a long time, the effect would definitely be even more terrifying.

But as Han Xuan's aura circulated, the luster on the beads just now gradually dimmed, until it completely dissipated after a short time, of course, this change Han Xuan didn't know.

"I feel stronger, as if I have inexhaustible strength, is this the way?" Han Xuan asked again, but this time he was silent for a long, long time.

Heaven and earth didn't know that it had changed for a few more days and nights, Fang Xuan kept pacing outside the room, and his whole heart was pinched together. "It's been five days, and I'll wait for the last day! Even if I interrupt Xiao Xuan's creation, I have to ensure his safety!"

At this moment, Han Xuan, who had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes. "This is not the Dao! If I cultivate in this way, I may be able to achieve the Dao system, but this is not the Dao! This is just a chess piece that has been assimilated by the rules of heaven and earth, how can I, Han Xuan, be reduced to a chess piece?"

Han Xuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't see any fatigue or discomfort at all, he grabbed the bead chain next to him, and said in a firm tone: "What Fuxi's ancestor dreamed of was not what the heavens and the earth and rivers were, but his heart, the heaven and earth in his heart! Only by taking oneself as heaven can one truly look down on all things, and even make the heavens jealous!

Saying that, Han Xuan clenched his fists again, raised his head to the sky and roared, and a stream of air from the hundreds of bones of his limbs exploded, forcing all the previous heaven and earth breath out of his body. What is the Dao? Han Xuan already understood at this moment that he was the Dao! He no longer needed the breath of heaven and earth to help him change his physique, because what he wanted to achieve was not Han Xuan who belonged to heaven and earth, but Han Xuan who only belonged to himself!

"There are ten thousand laws in heaven and earth, and the Tao is not the same. The old man Huaigu, in the year of the heart, the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth, and the four trigrams of the Xuanyin and the underworld. Looking for this stone bead in the old age, I feel that it is very, and it can be the ambition of heaven and earth, and the idea of carrying people. Therefore, in this way, I will inherit the way, open it for a hundred years, and the fate will be for future generations."

Suddenly, an old voice sounded from the bottom of Han Xuan's heart, as if it had traveled through history, and the sound was deafening. Han Xuan glanced at the bead chain in his hand for the first time, and there was a brilliance circulating in it, although it was not brilliant, but it was mysterious and extraordinary.

This must be the inheritance that Yangqing's predecessors said! But listening to what I just said, the inheritance can only be once in a hundred years, so that is to say, the Yangqing Daoist, as well as her senior brother Cao Gangwen, and even the Nanhuai Daoist who is in charge of the lineage of Zhongnan Mountain have not opened this inheritance!

Han Xuan's heart was sad, and he bowed to the sky again, and finally Nanshan had great kindness to Han Xuan, if there was another day, he would definitely repay him with a spring! After worshipping, Han Xuan hurriedly meditated, and continued to experience the sound of the inheritance of the Huaiguzi Dao Ancestor in his heart.

"The images of the world are all ordinary images, but they do not enter the avenue. Qiankun Kan is away from the earthquake and Xundu, heaven and earth, wind, thunder, water, volcanoes, all in the world, if there is nothing evil in the world, there is an ancient theory, and the other gossip is like the four trigrams of Xuanming, the four trigrams of Ertian, and the sixteen trigrams of Fuxi are heard with the gossip of mortal dust. Houyun Qingzi cut off the Ertian hexagram and sealed the Yuntai, and there was no sky after that. Daozongzi pointed to the Xuanming hexagram, which became a shackle, and there was no seclusion after that. This sect's secret is said to be dead, remember to remember"

Huai Guzi's old voice was like a bell, slowly telling the ancient secrets. Although Han Xuan didn't understand the specific meaning when he heard it, he could understand it a rough idea. It's just that the name Yun Qingzi is a little familiar, isn't Yun Qingzi the Taoist name of Han Shui, the founder of Laoshan Mountain! In other words, isn't this person his own ancestor!

The other gossip of the 16 hexagrams of Fuxi was deliberately hidden in the world by the masters, which has long been confirmed by history, but I didn't expect this person to be his ancestor! It is conceivable how rebellious this person is, no wonder Laoshan has been so prosperous for thousands of years! With such a background, it is strange that it is not prosperous!

Han Xuan felt a big head for a while, and he didn't know if he could count the miserable situation of Laoshan today with the cultivation of his ancestor against the sky. Han Xuan smiled bitterly again, without any complaints, and then calmed down to continue to feel the inheritance.

He has only one wish at the moment, he wants to know the safety of his parents immediately. But his cultivation at this time is still too weak, but with the subtlety of the twelve hexagrams, he will definitely be able to deduce the numerology of his parents!