The amount of information that suddenly came to his mind was so great that in an instant, Qin Feng's thinking was completely blank, with only paragraphs of images and words flashing through his mind.
Strangely enough, although Qin Feng was only passively receiving it, this information was like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind.
After more than ten minutes, Qin Feng's eyes seemed to have completely lost focus. His eyes slowly moved and regained their energy, while also showing an expression of disbelief.
"This...what is going on? Is this the lost inheritance that Master said?"
As soon as his mind moved, paragraphs of text appeared in his mind, just like Qin Feng's memory. There was no harshness at all, but the information represented by those words shocked Qin Feng extremely.
"Jianghu Baojian"! The first words that appeared were these four words.
And behind these four words, some of the text and image information that appeared, some of which Qin Feng had learned from his master, but some of which he had never heard of or seen before.
For example, in Qianmen, gambling skills such as playing dice, hiding cards and changing cards, etc., even Master Zaishi has not mastered, but in Qin Feng's mind, there is a complete set of related training methods. Understand that these methods are absolutely effective.
In addition, there is the cultivation of voodoo insects and the methods of placing voodoos. This is the most mysterious inheritance of the Gu sect among the eight outer sects. Even in the Miao border areas of Yunnan, these methods are incomplete, but in Qin Feng's There is an extremely detailed description in my mind.
Among these huge and complicated information, there are actually secret techniques in the house, which describe in detail some techniques for making love between men and women. Qin Feng blushed and his heart skipped a beat, but these contents were like a relationship between himself and his life. The innate memories are ordinary and can only be accepted and absorbed one by one.
This made Qin Feng's young heart become a little turbulent. After taking a deep breath, he forced himself to shift his attention elsewhere.
"Where did these things come from?" Qin Feng closed his eyes slightly and eliminated the content just now, but his mind was full of doubts.
According to Zaishi, the secrets of Jianghu are passed down from word to mouth and have never been recorded in writing. However, the so-called "Jianghu Baojian" is so clearly reflected in his mind, giving Qin Feng an extremely unreal feeling. Feel.
"Could it be caused by the broken jade pendant..."
Suddenly, Qin Feng remembered what his master said before he died, and his eyes couldn't help but look 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, most of his attention was on the master and he didn't pay attention.
Now that I think about it, the information in his mind should have come from the jade pendant, and the master should have sensed it, otherwise he would not have shown that sudden enlightenment before his death.
Qin Feng seemed to understand that this so-called master's inheritance token was actually the secret technique of the eight outer sects passed down by the ancestor. However, for some unknown reason, later generations did not know its function and only regarded it as a magical weapon. Objects with commemorative significance have been preserved preciously, but no one has truly inherited them.
The information brought by the jade pendant made Qin Feng's grief over the death of his master a lot lessened. He was dazzled by the various secret techniques.
At the end of the entire inheritance, there is also a several-hundred-word exhalation exercise, which is roughly similar to what Zaisheng taught, but there are some differences in details.
For more than half a year, Qin Feng has been meditating instead of sleeping. After a busy day today, his body and mind are exhausted. He unconsciously started breathing according to the method, and his whole body soon entered a state of trance.
As time went by, Qin Feng's breathing slowly became longer, with four or five minutes between exhalations and inhalations. For a time, Qin Feng's thoughts became empty and dazed, and the true energy in his Dantian became Extremely active, traveling in the meridians throughout the body.
At this time, Qin Feng felt like he was in a steaming pool. A warm feeling made him almost groan in comfort. The fatigue after a hard day's work was swept away. Although the "Jianghu Baojian" contained There were only slight changes to his technique, but it gave 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 be floating. His whole body seemed to be freed from the constraints of his body, and he could not feel any weight at all.
"Huh? Why is there an old cannon barrel under this bed?"
Although his eyes were closed, everything around Qin Feng actually appeared in his mind. He could clearly "see" that there was a nearly two-meter long rust stain hidden under his body. The stained 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 trance. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the window was already bright, but in Qin Feng's feeling, it seemed that only one day had passed. Breathe for such a short time.
A large mouthful of body fluid gushes out from the bottom of Qin Feng's tongue, and the whole mouth is filled with a fragrance. After swallowing the body fluid into his throat, he immediately feels comfortable all over, his mind becomes clear, and he completely wakes up from the trance. woke up.
"Pa la..."
After stretching his body slightly, a sound of "crackling" joints suddenly came from Qin Feng's body. A burst of energy from his dantian spread to his limbs, and Qin Feng 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, so don't worry!"
By this moment, Qin Feng had already understood the origin of the information in the jade pendant.
With these secret techniques passed down from ancient times, Qin Feng believed that it would not be difficult even if he wanted to reorganize the Outer Eight Sects. Of course, Zai Shi did not tell him to do so, and Qin Feng did not have the ambition to unify the world.
"Qin Feng, are you up?"
Following Hu Baoguo's voice, the door was pushed open from the outside. 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. Let's go eat dumplings. I'll be on duty at night, and you come back to the facility with me."
"Thank you, Brother Hu!"
Qin Feng nodded and said: "Brother Hu, I have to ask you to keep Master's ashes."
"Why are you saying these kind words? Don't worry, the old man is here to ensure that there will be incense every day." Hu Baoguo hit Qin Feng on the chest, turned around and left the room. He still had a lot of things to do during the New Year.
Since it was a happy occasion, the death of Zaishi yesterday did not dilute the festive atmosphere of this small village.
The Hu family is considered a big family in this small village, and there is an endless stream of people coming to pay New Year's greetings.
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, all the auspicious words of New Year greetings filled my ears. For the sake of success, no one in the Hu family regarded Qin Feng as an outsider. Qin Feng had a very warm New Year.
After dinner, Hu Baoguo drove Qin Feng back to the correctional center. Although he had only been away for two days, Qin Feng felt as if he was in another world when he looked at the familiar vegetable patch on the playground and the yard where his master lived.
PS: First update, I have been participating in Qidian activities in other places these days, and all the saved manuscripts are gone. This chapter written on the high-speed rail, friends, please support me!
