The Han Family's Zangwu Pavilion, built more than 800 years ago, has three floors, which contains various books collected by the Han family for more than 1,000 years, about 20,000 volumes.

Most of the books are about martial arts, and there are also a small number of notes and experiences left by predecessors, or comments on some martial arts, and even some barnyard official history and strange powers, like ghost paintings, although some books do not know what the use is, but the ancestors of the Han family still included these books in the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion for various considerations.

can collect so many martial arts cheats together, and only the Han family in Dongyun City has such a background.

The Feng and Li families have only been based in Dongyun City for less than two hundred years, although the overall strength is good at present, but in terms of the depth of the foundation, it is still much worse than the Han family.

Han Yu went to the school early in the morning to continue to practice hard, without the slightest interest in going to the Tibetan Martial Pavilion, Han Zaixing's internal organs were concussed during the competition, and the external injuries on his body had not healed, and he still needed to recuperate, so it was inconvenient to move, so in desperation, Han Qiming had no choice but to take Han Shi to the Zangwu Pavilion.

Han Shi strolled through the second floor of the Zangwu Pavilion, and the various martial arts on the surrounding bookshelves were obviously much stronger than those on the first floor, some of them were the same martial arts, but the levels were different.

In the first layer, there are only the first three mantras in the martial arts cheats, and in the second layer, there are mental methods that can be practiced to the seventh level, and the number of books in the second layer is significantly less.

Judging from Han Qiming's polite attitude towards the old man guarding the door on the second floor of the Zangwu Pavilion, it is obvious that not all the children of the Han family can come in here.

Han Shi casually took out a book, the title of which was Seven Stars Thick Earth Formula.

Those who practice this recipe need the five elements attribute to be soil, and after practicing to the fullest, the whole body is hard, and at the same time the strength is as great as an ox, which is the top grade in the earth attribute exercises.

It's just that this trick can only be refined to the sixth layer of the forging body realm, if you want to go further, you need the lower half of the third layer, and even if the upper and lower parts are complete, the highest can only reach the ninth layer, and the ninth layer is beyond the reach.

After a little silence, Han Shi gently put the book back on the shelf, retracted his gaze, and scanned it again.

Han Shi had an intuition that with his current condition, he didn't need to practice these seemingly powerful exercises, but some exercises that looked ordinary and ordinary might give him a big surprise.

After glancing around, slightly disappointed, his eyes couldn't help but look at the third layer.

All the way unhindered, Han Shi climbed to the third floor, a hunchbacked old man with a vicissitudes of life, lying on the bamboo chair by the door, motionless, until Han Shi walked into the third floor, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out like a sword, breathtaking.

But after that moment passed, the old man's eyes returned to the same plain as ordinary people, and the hunchbacked old man's voice was slightly hoarse, and he said: "You can only see, you can't copy, you can't take it away, and the destroyer will die."

After saying this, the hunchbacked old man closed his eyes again, and remained motionless as if he had never spoken.

Han Shi bowed to the hunchbacked old man, turned around and walked into the third layer of the door.

When Han Shi's figure completely disappeared into the door, the old man opened his eyes again, revealing a look of thought and doubt.

This young man is gentle and elegant, and his steps are extremely casual, as if he does not understand martial arts at all, but why as soon as he closes his eyes, he will have a very dangerous feeling, as if he is being stared at by a fierce tiger.

After so many years of birth and death, how many times has this feeling saved his life, is it really old?

But in Dongyun City, who can give me this sense of intimidation? I must have stayed here for a long time, and I feel sluggish.

The hunchbacked old man shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to lie down in his chair, closing his eyes and not moving again.

Walking into the third floor, there are only two bookshelves in this level, and Moyo only has about a hundred books, which is much less than the second floor.

Han Shi stood in front of the bookshelf and looked at it for a long time, not taking those books such as the secret books of exercises, but picking up a book called Ming*, which contained no spells and formulas, just pictures of the human body, which were marked with various acupuncture points on the body, as well as the effects of many acupuncture points.

Han Shi's eyes lit up, he closed his eyes and memorized it silently, and then read it again, and so on three times, until every acupuncture point was memorized, and then put down this inscription*, and then picked a few more books and looked at them, but he didn't find anything he liked.

With a slight disappointment in his heart, he was about to leave the bookshelf and walk out of the third floor, when Han Shi's heart suddenly moved, since he didn't find a suitable one, it was better to try it with his spiritual sense, maybe there would be an unexpected gain.

Han Shi meditated in his heart, and in less than a breath, he only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and his spiritual consciousness centered on Han Shi spread out mightily, and it was filled with the Hidden Martial Pavilion in an instant.

More than 30,000 books in the Zangwu Pavilion were in Han Shi's spiritual sense, and most of them emitted a pale white light, and Han Shi glanced at an ancient book that emitted a pale white light with his spiritual sense.

The vigorous technique is a basic strength training exercise, and it can only be practiced to the third level, if it is classified, it is a primary exercise.

The light yellow and dark yellow light correspond to the intermediate and advanced exercises respectively, and the seven-star thick earth recipe that I saw on the second layer just now emits a dark yellow light, while the inscription* emits a light purple light.

In the Zangwu Pavilion, there were only three books that glowed purple, and they were all on the third floor, which made them stand out from the rest.

And in one of the most ordinary bookshelves on the first floor, there was the only book that emitted a black glow, and the spiritual sense couldn't see through it, and the mysterious dark black seemed to attract Han Shi and wanted him to check it out.

Dissipated the spiritual sense, everything returned to the original, and the two books that glowed with purple light, Han Shi took them out and studied them carefully.

One of these two books is a history of the country, and the other is a brief map of the Jin state.

Han Shi didn't dare to say that he had never forgotten it, but now he did find that his memory was much stronger, and after reading these two books, most of the content was still imprinted in Han Shi's mind, and it was difficult to forget.

Han Shi closed his eyes for a while, and when his spirit recovered a little, he walked towards the first floor, and when he passed by the hunchbacked old man, he still bent down and bowed, and then slowly left from the stairs.

When Han Shi's back completely disappeared into the third layer, the hunchbacked old man who had closed his eyes and did not move jumped up like a civet cat, rushing into the third layer like the wind, and under careful investigation, he did not find the slightest abnormality, and the hunchbacked old man had a trace of horror in his eyes in addition to deep doubts.

When the young man bowed to him just now, he was no longer the illusion of a tiger, and it seemed that there was a thousand-year-old dragon entrenched in front of him, staring at him coldly.

It's not that the hunchbacked old man doesn't want to open his eyes, but under this inexplicable coercion, he actually has a deep fear, for fear that as soon as he opens his eyes, there will really be a dragon rushing towards him and devouring him alive.

It wasn't until the boy left the third floor that the coercion took off him, and he was able to get up from the bamboo chair.

Moreover, before the boy came out of the third layer, it seemed that there was an invisible fluctuation that suddenly appeared around him, monitoring him.

Such a strange thing, if it has nothing to do with this young man, the hunchbacked old man will not believe it.

It's just that if it really has something to do with this young man, what should he do?

Who is this person? The hunchbacked old man stood still, unconsciously lost in thought.

He once made a heavy oath that he would never step out of the third layer of this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in this life, if he violated this oath, the heavens and the earth would be destroyed, and the blood of future generations would be cut off.

In this way, looking at the staircase that was close at hand, this step could not be taken.

Han Shi walked briskly down the stairs and returned to the first floor.

Although the first floor of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion was also heavily guarded, the children of the Han family had the opportunity to enter and read three times a month.

The second layer takes only once every two months.

As for the third level, those who do not have the order of the head of the family or who have made great contributions are not allowed to enter easily.

This time, if Han Shi hadn't been personally brought into the Zangwu Pavilion by Han Qiming, he would not have had a chance to enter the third layer.

At this time, there were also several people on the first floor, looking up the exercises, Han Shi walked quickly to the book that emitted a black light, gently took it off, and turned the pages.

The title of the book, the Big Dipper Seven Swords, is a kind of combined attack technique, which can also be said to be a kind of formation, which requires seven people to communicate with each other and cooperate with each other, so that this array will exert a powerful force, or if someone can control the seven swords at the same time and form a combined attack array, the power will be unimaginably great.

However, because this technique requires too much tacit understanding between seven people, few people will practice, and if one person controls seven swords at the same time, it is even more fantastical for ordinary martial artists.

Although the title of this book is big, it is actually just a trick of chicken ribs, and it is often in a situation where no one cares about it.