Qin Chuan first drank with everyone, and then went to the cave room, and everyone was lively until midnight. After Qin Chuan returned home, he immediately used the aura in his body to clear his alcoholic energy. Then he sat on the bed, closed his eyes and began to meditate and pranayama, since Qin Chuan started to cultivate, he was basically meditating, because Qin Chuan found that this was much more comfortable than sleeping, and it could also increase some aura in his body.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, when Qin Chuan opened his eyes, he only felt refreshed, and the whole person was full of vitality. He immediately got up, simply sorted out his clothes, and came to the small courtyard.

Because today he was going to pay homage to his father, after all, he was leaving, and he should also go and tell him.

After breakfast, Qin Chuan brought incense candles and offerings and walked towards his parents' cemetery.

After the time of a pillar of incense, Qinchuan came to a scenic mountain, and the surrounding trees on the mountain were lush and full of life. Qin Chuan came to the tomb, set up the offerings, lit incense and candles, and began to talk to himself.

"Dad, mother, don't worry, your son has grown up, although the life of the past two years has been boring, but I have really learned a lot of things. I know how you felt at the beginning, but now that your son can practice the martial arts secrets left by his mother, he will hope to avenge you and his mother, and he must make those enemies pay the due price. ”

When talking about revenge, Qin Chuan's face, which had always been ancient, still showed a fierce look, and even his cheeks were a little distorted. But it soon calmed down and returned to its normal color

"I know that you and my mother don't want me to go out, afraid that I will be like you, but now that I have the ability, I must help you avenge. Although I still don't know what the specific function of the aura in the body is, I know that this must not be the means that mortals should have. I'll definitely make good use of it. ”

As he spoke, Qin Chuan took it out of his arms, a thin booklet, it was really the "Fire Devouring True Scripture", and then he made an unexpected move, Qin Chuan lit the booklet with a candle.

"My son went this time, the Blood Sword Hall didn't know what would happen, it wasn't safe for me to carry this book, in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, let's destroy it. ”

As Qin Chuan spoke, the pamphlet turned into a cloud of flying ash and fell in front of the tombstone. Qin Chuan would do this, and he decided after thinking about it for a long time, anyway, he had already written down the contents of the book, and it was not very safe to stay in the village, plus his parents also died because of this book, and it would only remind him of some sad past events that would be better than ruined.

"I don't know what the result will be when I go to the Blood Sword Hall this time, I hope you and your mother will bless me!"

Speaking of this, Qin Chuan couldn't help laughing at himself, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly found that under the secret book that had originally turned into fly ash, a yellow paper appeared, only half the size of the original booklet, Qin Chuan felt the same as ordinary paper, Qin Chuan picked it up and looked at it, he originally thought it was a secret book, but there was nothing on this golden page. Qin Chuan didn't look much at it, and hurriedly took it into his arms.

Qin Chuan knew that this place was not a place for him to study, and there was nothing unusual on the surface, so he returned home as usual. When he got home, he immediately closed the courtyard door and locked it from the inside.

Qin Chuan walked back to his room, immediately took out the pages of the book from his arms, and looked carefully, but found nothing. Qin Chuan felt very strange, after all, Qin Chuan felt extraordinary after practicing the practice of "Fire Devouring True Sutra" for a few layers, so wouldn't this page hidden in the scripture be even more extraordinary.

Qin Chuan tried all kinds of ways to find out the secrets in the book, but after studying it for a day, he didn't see anything. In the end, it was decided to burn it because it was only after the scriptures were burned in the first place. As soon as he thought of this, Qin Chuan found a large brazier, lit a fire, and put the pages in the fire and roasted them. But after taking the test for a long time, I didn't find anything, but no matter how I burned it, the pages just didn't heat up, and there were no anomalies.

After that, whether it was blistered with water or fried in oil, there was no special change, and in the end, Qin Chuan even took out his small knife and dagger and scratched it a few times, but there was still no change, but there were no scratches, even if it was a sharp flying knife.

Now Qin Chuan also knows that he has picked up a treasure this time, just this page, but in terms of defense, it is better than the rumored treasure armor in the rivers and lakes, that is, it is too small to protect the heart at most. But that's enough, after all, you can save your own life when it's critical.

Although Qin Chuan found a little effect of this page, he was still unwilling in his heart, after all, this thing must be a treasure, and Qin Chuan's psychology was also itchy. At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Qin Chuan's mind, since this was discovered in the scriptures, could it be related to the aura in his body? As soon as this idea appeared, Qin Chuan couldn't wait to try it, but as soon as he thought of the scene where he injected that aura into the flying knife, Qin Chuan was a little hesitant.

In case this page can't withstand that spiritual current, then will the treasure he just got be destroyed soon? Thinking of this, Qin Chuan was a little hesitant, whether to do it or not?

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Chuan turned his heart sideways, if this page is ruined, it means that there is still a big gap between it and the treasure he thinks in his mind, and it will be ruined, and there is no pity.

After thinking about these things, Qin Chuan first adjusted his state to the best. Then the aura in the body was slowly injected into the pages of the book from the fingers, and there was no reaction at first, but as the aura gradually increased. The page also emitted some light, and after Qin Chuan saw the effect of the drama, he also increased the amount of spiritual energy input, not as careful as he was at the beginning, for fear of damaging this thing.

As the amount of aura gradually increased, the pages of the book also slowly flew in front of Qin Chuan's body, exuding a golden light, and there were some strange symbols on the surface of the pages, like what kind of text, but Qin Chuan himself didn't know one.

Qin Chuan was curious, and after his thoughts were attached to the page, and finally with his thoughts, the page actually flew around him. The surface of the pages is not as soft as it was at the beginning, but it has become very tough. And the pages are still very thin, and they look sharp.

In the end, Qin Chuan's ghost envoy commanded the pages of the book and rushed towards a chair in the room. With a click, the chair split in half.

Qin Chuan suddenly became dumbfounded, and then he was ecstatic, but before he could be happy, the world was spinning. Qin Chuan smiled bitterly, meditated cross-legged on the bed and recovered the aura in his body.

After a whole day of meditation and pranayama, Qin Chuan slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the aura in his body, Qin Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the aura recovered, but his head was still hurting. Qin Chuan slowly got up from the bed, then endured his headache, walked to the broken chair, and picked up the page with his fingers.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, this immortal cultivator's thing is really not something that I can play with as a half-ass. It seems that only when I have completely recovered can I try again. Thinking of this, Qin Chuan put the pages of the book into his arms.

After a simple meal, Qin Chuan went to bed to sleep, Qin Chuan understood that he was caused by excessive mental use at this time, Qin Chuan knew that this could not be recovered by meditation, only by sleeping, until his energy was completely relaxed, he would recover quickly. In this way, Qin Chuan slept for a day, and it was not until the evening of the next day that Qin Chuan woke up.

After waking up, Qin Chuan sneered at the corner of his mouth and said, "That damn tiger, see how I clean you up tomorrow." ”

Qin Chuan patted the page in his arms with some excitement. (To be continued)

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