In the next few days, Fang Yan pondered the silk cloth in his hand every day when he had free time, and the young people always did this, although Fang Yan knew that when he took this silk cloth to the academy, the master would tell him what it was, but Fang Yan did not want to do this, but just pondered it by himself, and whenever he recognized one more sentence, Fang Yan would be happy for a long time.

Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the dialect still has not connected all the words on the silk scarf, and there are many places in the middle where the font seems to be older than the ancient characters, and the source of the words can not be found in the interpretation of the text, but the dialect is not without harvest, with the confirmation of two more words, this small paragraph has been connected into a paragraph.

Looking at the passage that had been connected in front of him, Fang Yan didn't mention how proud he was in his heart, put down the thick book in his hand, and began to study this small paragraph: "**Luo shirt *** divine sense, as a tool, God is the spirit, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the whole body."

Holding the silk cloth in his hand, his eyes staring at the ancient text on it, the dialect was unconscious, as if he was unaware of the flow of time, but was just pondering the meaning of these messy words.

After half a sound, Fang Yan seemed to understand something, just sat on the ground, breathing slowly, I don't know how long, Fang Yan felt a hot air flow through his body, very comfortable. Fang Yan laughed a few times: "I see, I understand." It turns out that the things recorded in the Sou Shen notes are not all false. ”

Fang Yan began to control this hot qi to rotate in his body along the mysterious route, and after a while, Fang Yan felt that there was something more in his belly, as if there was a small group, he could control it, and with a lift of his hand, a water arrow shot out.

For a while, Fang Yan's interest increased greatly, and he ran to the courtyard to play, but after a while, Fang Yan found that after firing three water arrows, the small group in his body became very weak, and he needed to rely on the heat in his body to slowly replenish.

Now the dialect already knows that he is a 'water archery', what the dialect gets from this silk scarf is a method and two spells that induce qi into the body, and the method of inducing qi into the body does not know the name, and one of the two spells is the water archery technique that the dialect has just practiced, and the dialect only has such a great ability at the moment, and there is also a sacrificial alchemy, but the literal meaning of this sacrificial alchemy is understood by the dialect, and there is no effect after trying the things in his house a few times in the body, it seems that there is still a problem with his own method.

In the past, dialects have heard of the art of cultivating immortals in various miscellaneous books, and have heard many stories of cultivating immortals, the three emperors and five emperors in ancient times are said to be people who cultivate immortals, and Peng Zu, who is eight hundred years old in the previous dynasty, is said to be also a person of cultivation。

Fang Yan absorbed the aura in his own yard, and after half an hour's effort, the aura in his body was filled, and Fang Yan felt that the aura in his body was more than last time, and after sending out a few water arrows, he continued to draw qi into the body, repeated seven or eight times, and Fang Yan felt that the aura contained in his body had increased a lot, and with the increase in the number of cycles, it was no longer as obvious as the first two increases in aura, and the water arrow talisman of the dialect could send out seven or eight water arrows, which was more than twice as much as at the beginning.

Fang Yan lay on the bed, thinking about what happened to him today, since these legends are true, then maybe what he has read before is indeed true? Fang Yan, who is on the rise, decided to go to the pawn shop tomorrow, so he asked for his half-year leave.

On the second day, the pawnshop went to the house.

Listening to the words of the dialect, Chen Sanye didn't say anything, at this time of the year, the dialect will ask for a few days off, three days later is the death day of the dialect's father Fang Liren, the previous dialect was a day in advance of the leave, unlike this year, three days in advance, for the son of man, filial piety first, Chen Sanye did not say anything, and with a wave of his hand, he approved the holiday of the dialect.

Fang Liren's tomb is no longer on the outskirts of the city, but in Zihua Mountain, which is 100 miles away from Fenzhou, there is a Zhuangzi called Fangjiazhuang, which is the place where the ancestors of the Fang family lived, and the ancestor of the prefect also bought a house in Fenzhou Mansion after the middle move, as his residence after retreating.

The tomb of the Fang family is also near Fangjiazhuang in Zihua Mountain, and the cemetery of Fang Liren and his wife is naturally here.

After Fang Yan returned to Zihua Mountain, he did not enter Fangjiazhuang, although he was the same sect, but he was closest to himself and was seven or eight generations away, there were no familiar people at all, every year when he came back, Fang Yan was staying in a mountain temple in Zihua Mountain, not far from the Fang family tomb, a row of grottoes carved out of the mountain, I don't know when it became a mountain temple.

The purpose of Fang Yan's early return is this mountain temple, when he used to stay overnight, Fang Yan and the temple keeper were very close to each other, and looked through a lot of his collection, and many gods and monsters learned from here, this time there was an adventure, Fang Yan naturally wanted to go again to see, whether there was a omission in the past.

"Fang Xiaojushi, why are you, oh, it's been another year. As soon as Fang Yan entered the mountain temple, he heard an inquiry from the front, it was the temple keeper who claimed to be Yuanyi Zhenren.

"A round soldier, I have to bother for a few days. Fang Yan stretched out his hand and handed a cloth bag behind him to Yuanyi, this is a bag of polished rice, which is considered the ration of the past few days.

Yuan Yi didn't shirk, took the rice bag, and said, "It's okay, you still live in that cave over there, go clean up first, and we'll talk later." He carried the rice bag in the dialect and went back to his room.

Fang Yan didn't care, Yuanyi was so virtuous, I wish someone would come to spend the night every day, so that he could have a little extra money, if it weren't for the Taoist priest who could be exempted from labor and exempt from tax, I'm afraid Yuanyi would have left this dilapidated mountain temple a long time ago.

hastily cleaned up a place to sleep, and Fang Yan also came outside, patting Yuanyi's window: "Yuanyi, I'll go to your library to have a look." ”

"I know you're going there, I don't know what's so nice about those things, go ahead. ”

Ignoring Yuanyi's verbosity, Fang Yan raised his legs and entered the book pavilion, saying that it was the book pavilion, which was a small cave next to Yuan Yi, and there were not many books, only dozens of them, plus Yuan Yi never took care of it, not only a thick layer of dust on the ground, but also those books were already in tatters.

Fang Yan carefully picked up a book of mountains and rivers and browsed it, and after a while, Fang Yan found that his memory was surprisingly good, and he looked through the books, and he actually wrote it down completely, which is also the result of cultivation?

Dozens of books, after a long time, all the kung fu dialects were memorized in his mind, and in the end, the dialect found that there were no things in these books that he needed, they were all strange things, and it was very likely that they were cultivators' affairs, but they were not of much use to his own cultivation.

Fang Yan left the library with some disappointment, carefully recalled what he had just read, recalled a few times and still didn't find any cultivation method, when he was out of his mind, there was a burst of chanting in his ears, it turned out that Yuan Yi next door was doing his homework, Yuan Yi was not a master of the Tao, and his daily homework had never been left behind.

Fang Yan laughed twice, and planned to go back to his house to rest for a while, when suddenly, Fang Yan was stunned: "The way of heaven is impermanent, only the vitality lasts forever, and the qi of one-yuan operation is circumferential and void in the sky, and all things 、、、 occur on the earth."

For a while, the dialect was attracted by Yuanyi's chanting, and with Yuanyi's chanting, the doubts in the dialect's heart were solved a lot for a while.

It's just that Yuanyi is just a fake Taoist priest in the end, and what he reads over and over is a scripture, and the dialect is already very satisfied, and when Yuanyi finishes reciting, the dialect pushes the door in, and asks: "Yuanyi, what did you just chant?"

"This is the Taishang Nine Essentials that my master passed down, hey, dialect, how can you ask this, do you understand?"

Hearing Yuan Yi's question, Fang Yan was a little puzzled: "Yuan Yi, you have been reading the scriptures for decades, don't you understand the content at all?"

Yuan Yi opened his eyes one by one: "If I understand, why should I stay here, dialect, you really understand." ”

Fang Yan shook his head: "I understand a little, and I still need to think about it again." Do you have the original text of this scripture?"

Yuan Yi shook his head: "No, this is the scripture that my master passed on by mouth. Seeing what questions Fang Yan wanted to ask, Yuan Yi waved his hand: "Don't care about anything else, Fang Yan, you come with me, maybe, you can really leave this ghost place today." ”

Fang Yan listened to Yuan Yi's words and didn't know why, Yuan Yi in front of him had already stepped into the main hall, and he didn't forget to wave his hand to beckon Fang Yi to follow him, I don't know what Yuan Yi was going to do, Fang Yan thought about it or followed Yuan Yi into the main hall.