Chapter 58

The night was as cool as water, but the wind outside had stopped a little.

In the night sky, and in the faint falling snow.

Just a few days of sunny jade capital city, began to snow. In the dense capital, there were watchman's voice and a few faint barks of dogs.

The sound of barking is also feeble. It seems that the weather turns cold again, and the dog with thick fur can't stand it. It is necessary to pull up two voices to avoid freezing.

Although the weather is cold outside, Cheng Hao's study is warm as spring. The red carbon stove is burning constantly, and the sandalwood smoke is also diffused in the room, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

After returning to the residence of Cheng Dingguo in Yujing, Cheng Hao once again lived in a shallow way and became his house man. Apart from Hong Yi, all other foreigners were not seen, and he lived alone to the end of the earth.

As for Cheng Hao's character, all the dignitaries in Yujing Cheng have already known, so there is no one who asks for nothing to disturb him. In any case, he is just a famous and powerless marquis. There are not many more of him than one of them.

"Hoo!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he scattered the sandalwood smoke in front of his eyes. Cheng Hao put away a piece of silk scroll Scripture in his hand, closed his eyes, and slowly realized the artistic conception.

"Although the vacuum seal is Taoist, it not only has the power to attack the spirit, but also has the power to destroy the body. It is a superior magic power with both physical attack and soul attack, which is much stronger than the Dragon Seal."

"In the past and the future, there is a vacuum among all dharmas, and there is no birth or death."

The mind of the spirit is scattered, and Cheng Hao runs through the past, and his mind moves. He forms an aperture directly behind his head, and then condenses into a huge fingerprint, which stands in the study. It seems that Cheng Hao can easily destroy his study if he goes down with an idea!

"Scatter!"

Naturally, Cheng Hao didn't intend to demolish his own house. After a little silence, he dispelled the mysterious fingerprints in the void. After feeling the gradually dissipated power fluctuation, a smile appeared on his face.

"This vacuum fingerprint is really powerful. Compared with the soul whirlpool, it can only destroy the spirit. This vacuum fingerprint, whether it is the soul or the entity, is destroyed. It has a kind of prestige to destroy the void."

"Unfortunately, if this Taoist magic wants to improve its power, it needs the blessing of the power of incense, which is a more troublesome thing. Incense is a double-edged sword. If you don't do it well, it will eat itself back."

This vacuum handprint was handed over to Cheng Hao a few days after he returned to the residence of Dingguo marquis. Cheng Hao didn't ask Hong Yi how he got the magic power of Taoism. In his opinion, it's normal for Hong Yi to collect all the three scriptures of Dachen temple one day.

Does the son of Qi Yun need a reason to want the magic power? If you don't envy your grandfather, you may have a dream.

Just like Cheng Hao, he can travel through the sky, which is an opportunity that Hong Yi can never pursue. However, Cheng Hao can only stare at Hong Yi's power. There are some things that can't be as good as you want, as long as the direction is correct.

After all, in this increasingly muddy world, he doesn't want to make any sects to collect incense. For the rest of the month, he just needs to wait for Hong Yi to deliver his own skills.

With such a relaxed and comfortable thing, why do you have to work hard to please the sect?

...

as the year drew near, Cheng Hao focused his energy on the cultivation of the past Sutra of Amitabha. He condensed his spirit, which had reached the peak state of ghosts and immortals, and made the final precipitation. When the next spring thunder came, he would spend the first shenlei in one fell swoop and transform the idea of divine spirit into pure Yang.

Day by day, the day passed in an orderly manner. Cheng Hao didn't care about the undercurrent in Yujing city. As long as he didn't come to disturb his practice, he was really too lazy to answer.

On New Year's Eve, after dinner with the housekeeper and several other senior officials, Cheng Hao was also rare to relax. He was half lying on the couch, looking lazily at the fireworks and firecrackers rising from time to time in the sky. His heart was full of calm.

Life is like this. In addition to cultivation and wandering, there are stars in the distance and...

"Cheng Hao!"

A little excited voice interrupts Cheng Hao's thoughts about life. Although this makes him feel a little uncomfortable, when he sees that Hong Yi, the boy who gives money, arrives, the unhappiness in his heart dissipates instantly.

When Hong Yi comes, there must be good things. It's not Kung Fu, it's supernatural power!

"How can you run to me if you don't stay at home for the Spring Festival Standing up lazily, Cheng Hao seldom makes fun of Hong Yi.

"Ha ha, Cheng Hao, it's a great good thing. Have a look, what's this?"

For Cheng Hao's ridicule, Hong Yi doesn't care at all. On the contrary, he seems to be quite excited at this time. He holds a scripture in his hand and looks at the material. It seems that the material is the same as that in the past. All of them are made of black gold thread, which can't be burned in the fire, and can't be flooded into the water!"This is..."

it seems that Cheng Hao also thought of something. He suddenly took a step forward and went directly to Hong Yi. He took the Scripture from the other side and couldn't wait to read it.

On the cover of this book, there is also a Buddha figure, but this Buddha is quite different from the past Buddha! Big earlobe shoulder, middle finger, index finger into a ring, pinch into a Dharma seal.

There is no name on the cover of the book, but when Cheng Hao opens the next page, he sees a Buddha statue and makes another seal. The Buddha is vividly drawn and has a three-dimensional feeling.

And inside the body of this statue of Buddha, there is a bright red spot!

Next to this point is a thumb sized figure of a God.

Cheng Hao, who has practiced the acupoint orifices of Shangtai acupoint of Jingyuan, has understood in an instant that these are the measurement and cultivation methods of Wushang acupoint orifices!

"Well? Why only half of them? "

Cheng Hao looked at it for a while, and firmly imprinted the image in the page with the magic power of his left eye in his mind. Then he found out that the reason why the book has no name is that the upper part of the book has been torn off, leaving only the lower part!

"This is the Sutra I found in a Buddha statue. However, the upper part of this Sutra has been torn off, leaving only the measurement of acupoint orifices and cultivation methods in the lower part."

Seeing the surprise on Cheng Hao's face, Hong Yi explains in good time.

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