Baojian

Chapter 43
The amount of information that suddenly came from his mind was really too large, and in an instant, Qin Feng's thinking was shocked to a blank, only a section of images and words kept flashing through his mind.

Strange to say, although Qin Feng was only passively receiving the information, it was like a brand mark, deeply engraved in his mind.

After more than ten minutes, Qin Feng, whose eyes seemed to have completely lost focus, moved his eyes slowly, slowly regaining his spirit, and at the same time showed an expression of disbelief.

"This...what the hell is going on? Is this the lost inheritance that Master said?"

With a thought, a paragraph of text appeared in Qin Feng's mind, just like Qin Feng's memory, not at all jerky, but the information represented by those words shocked Qin Feng to the extreme.

"Treasures of Jianghu"!These four words appeared first.

And behind these four words, some of the text and image information that appeared thereafter were what Qin Feng had learned from his master, but there were also some that he had never heard or seen before.

Gambling techniques such as listening to dice, hiding cards and changing cards in Qianmen, even Master Zai did not master them, but in Qin Feng's mind, there is a whole set of related training methods. These methods are absolutely effective.

In addition, there are also the cultivation of Gu insects and the means of laying Gu, which is the most mysterious inheritance of the Gu Sect among the Outer Eight Sects. Even in those places in Miaojiang, Yunnan, these methods are nonexistent and incomplete, but in Qin Feng's In my mind, there is an extremely detailed description.

Among these huge and complicated information, there is actually the secret technique in the room, which tells in detail some skills of making love between men and women. The memories that come with me are mediocre, so I can only accept and absorb them one by one.

This made Qin Feng's young heart a little turbulent. After taking a deep breath, he forced himself to shift his attention to other places.

"Where did these things come from?" Qin Feng closed his eyes slightly, and excluded the content just now, but his mind was full of doubts.

According to what Zaishi said, the secret arts of Jianghu are handed down from heart to mouth and have never been recorded in writing, but this so-called "Treasure of Jianghu" is so clearly reflected in his mind, which makes Qin Feng have an extremely unreal feeling. Feel.

"Could it be that the jade pendant was broken..."

Suddenly, Qin Feng remembered what his master said when he was dying, and his eyes couldn't help looking at his bandaged right hand.

He vaguely remembered that at the moment when the jade pendant was broken, there seemed to be something more in his mind, but at that time his attention was almost on the master, and he didn't care.

Thinking about it now, the information in his mind should have come from the jade pendant, and the master should have sensed it, otherwise he wouldn't have shown that sudden enlightenment before he died.

Qin Feng seems to understand that this so-called master inheritance token is actually the secret technique of the outer eight sects of martial arts handed down by the patriarch, but for some reason, later generations do not know its function, and only regard it as a powerful The objects of commemorative significance have been preserved in a precious and important way, but no one has received a real inheritance from them.

The information brought by the jade pendant relieved Qin Feng's grief of his master's death a lot, and he was dazzled by all kinds of secret techniques.

At the end of the entire lineage, there is also a few hundred words of breathing exercise, which is roughly similar to what Zai Shi taught, but there are some differences in the subtleties.

For more than half a year, Qin Feng has used meditation instead of sleeping. After a busy day today, he was exhausted physically and mentally. He subconsciously began to breathe according to the method, and the whole person quickly entered a state of concentration.

With the passage of time, Qin Feng's breathing gradually became longer, and the interval between each exhalation and inhalation was four to five minutes. For a while, Qin Feng's thoughts became empty and in a trance, and the true energy in his dantian became Extremely active, wandering in the meridians of the whole body.

At this time, Qin Feng felt as if he was in a steaming pool, a warm feeling made him almost groan comfortably, and the exhaustion from a hard day was swept away. There are only minor changes in his exercises, but it brought Qin Feng a completely different experience.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion in Qin Feng's mind. After a moment of blankness in his mind, his thoughts seemed to drift away. The whole person seemed to be out of the shackles of his body, and he could not feel a trace of weight at all.

"Huh? Why is there an old cannon barrel under this bed?"

Although his eyes were closed, everything around Qin Feng's body appeared in his mind, and he could clearly "see" that there was a handful of nearly two-meter-long rust hidden under his body. Spotted old cannon barrel.

"What's the sound?!"

Just when Qin Feng was about to take a closer look, a burst of firecrackers woke him up from his slumber. When he opened his eyes, it was already bright outside the window, but in Qin Feng's feeling, it seemed that only one hour had passed. Breathe for such a short time.

A mouthful of body fluid gushed out from the bottom of Qin Feng's tongue, and his whole mouth was filled with a scent. After swallowing the body fluid into his throat, he immediately felt comfortable all over his body, and his mind was cleared. woke up.

"Clap..."

Stretching his body slightly, suddenly there was a sound of "cracking" joints exploding from Qin Feng's body, and a burst of energy from his dantian spread to his limbs, Qin Feng only felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Looking at the urn on the table, Qin Feng said silently in his heart: "Master, the disciples will definitely inherit the inheritance of the outer eight sects. Don't worry when you grow up!"

At this moment, Qin Feng already understood the source of the information in the jade pendant.

With these ancient secret techniques handed down from generation to generation, Qin Feng believes that even if he wants to reorganize the foreign schools, it will not be difficult. Of course, Zai did not confess to do so, and Qin Feng does not have the kind of ambition to unify the world.

"Qin Feng, are you up?"

Following Hu Baoguo's voice, the door was pushed open from the outside, and after looking at Qin Feng's face, Hu Baoguo patted Qin Feng's shoulder and said, "You are in good spirits, don't think so much, go eat dumplings, I'm on duty at night, you go back to the institute with me."

"Thank you, Brother Hu!"

Qin Feng nodded and said, "Brother Hu, I will entrust you to take care of Master's ashes."

"Why are you saying these kind words? Don't worry, the old man is here to make an offering, and there will be incense every day." Hu Baoguo punched Qin Feng's chest, turned and left the room. He still had a lot of work to do in the New Year's Eve.

As it was a joyous funeral, the passing of Zai Shi yesterday did not dilute the festive atmosphere in this small village.

And the Hu family is considered a large family in this small village, and there is an endless stream of people who come to pay New Year's greetings.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, my ears were filled with auspicious words of New Year's greetings. For Zai Shi's sake, no one in the Hu family regarded Qin Feng as an outsider. This year, Qin Feng lived very warmly.

After dinner, Hu Baoguo drove Qin Feng back to the correctional center. Although he had only been away for two days, looking at the familiar vegetable field on the playground and the yard where his master lived, Qin Feng felt as if he had passed away.

(End of this chapter)