A large bowl of nourishing yin and nourishing yang soup was eaten down with the candied fruit. After Liang An calmed down for a while, he started playing Wu Fang Quan in the house.

After confirming with Li Zhaoxun that the decoction could help him practice Wufangquan more times and make his body healthier faster, he asked Liang Duxin to prepare the nourishing yin and yang decoction before he practiced boxing every time for him to practice boxing.

drink.

Liang's father and Liang's mother knew about this and strongly supported it. They had long wanted Liang An to practice Wufangquan more to make his body stronger. Unfortunately, Liang An never paid attention to it in the past and could not do it all day long.

When he was studying, he just immersed himself in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now his temper changed. With a wave of their hands, they asked Liang Duxin to just buy medicine and cook it for Liang An to drink. Money was not an issue.

The effect of this is really impressive. In just three days, Liang An recovered the energy and energy that increased the consumption of Wufang Fist!

Originally, he planned to continue to improve Wufangquan after he regained his energy and energy. However, he thought about Li Zhaoxun's unbelievable expression after he improved Wufangquan to proficiency overnight, and the consequences that improving Wufangquan would bring.

It is difficult to explain the improvement of physical fitness. You can only put it aside and practice Wufangquan with your own efforts.

Moreover, he considered that Liang An was able to become proficient in calligraphy, painting, and musical instruments through his hard work, so why couldn't he become proficient in Wufang Quan himself?

After punching Wu Fang three times in a row, Liang An's whole body felt hot and hot, and his clothes were soaked with sweat as if it were free of charge. His physical strength could no longer keep up, so Liang An stopped.

"Three times, with the intensity of radio gymnastics, I couldn't stand it after three times. Tsk! Oh!"

Although he had planned to temporarily give up experience points to improve Wufang Quan, such a result still made Liang An inevitably have the urge to use experience points to improve Wufang Quan.

My current body is too weak!

"Forget it, experience points are my golden finger plug-in, but I can't just rely on experience points to improve. Liang An, Liang An, you have to strive for your own success. I haven't found the whereabouts of the experience points yet!"

After muttering casually, Liang An returned to the desk, drank the remaining bit of nourishing yin and nourishing yang soup in one gulp, and ate two pieces of candied fruit to relieve the strange taste of the nourishing yin and nourishing yang soup.

At this time, he saw the pens, ink, paper, inkstones and books neatly arranged on the desk, but had not been touched for seven or eight days.

At least he has improved his physical fitness with Wufang Quan. Although Liang An is tired now, he is not to the point where he must stay in bed. He is thinking that he will live in this world in the future, and he also needs to understand some knowledge about this world, so

I changed my clothes, took out a book and started reading.

Unfortunately, after watching it for a while, he became a little boring.

The books placed on the desk are similar to the Chinese Confucian classics on earth. They all talk about how to behave and do things. Not to mention that the original Liang An has read them thoroughly, but he has no interest in the teachings of these so-called saints. After all, he is not the original

Liang An had no idea of ​​being an imperial examination examiner.

"It's better to sleep and rest your mind... Wait! There are many rare rare books and miscellaneous notes in the Quanxue Zhai, and some of them seem to involve some secrets of the world, but I was not interested in reading them before, so I put them down after just one glance.

Now that I think about it, aren’t those the best learning materials for me to travel in the world in the future? Well, they seem to be in miscellaneous books.”

As a scholarly family, with ancestors who also produced the No. 2 scholar and the third-highest-ranking scholar, the Liang family naturally has its own library, called Quanxue Zhai. I dare not say that it has thousands of books, but it is somewhat famous in Le'an City.

Liang An, who was not very sleepy to begin with, suddenly became energetic when he remembered that there seemed to be secrets about the world in his library.

When we arrived at Quanxue Zhai, an old man who was cleaning the house immediately laughed when he saw Liang An.

"Lesheng, why are you here? If you want any books, ask Du Xin to come over and tell me, and I will get them for you."

"Master Qing is on duty today." Liang An smiled and said, "It's okay. I just stayed in the room for a long time and got bored. I wanted to come to the studio to get some fresh air."

The old man's name was Liang Qing. Like Liang Duxin, he was also a distant relative. His family had declined and he came to seek refuge with the Liang family in Le'an. However, Liang's father was still young when he came to seek refuge. Liang An's grandfather accepted him. Later, he failed in the imperial examination and died.

He has been staying in the Liang family and working as the manager of the library.

"That's right. You've been in the room for eight or nine days after an accident. It's a good idea to come out and get some air now." Liang Qing smiled kindly and nodded, "I'll unlock the door for you. It's been raining non-stop since March.

, those people who usually come to borrow and read are no longer here, now it is empty, just right for you to read and relax in peace."

"That's good."

After entering the Quanxue Zhai, Liang An smelled a strange smell. It was the smell of ink, incense, and insect repellent and moisture-proof medicine mixed together, which made people feel calm unconsciously.

However, Liang An, who was thinking about finding out the secrets of Jianghu, was not soothed by these smells at all. He chatted for a few words casually, and after Liang Qing went to do his own business, he came to a huge room with great familiarity.

There is a sign with miscellaneous characters hanging next to the door, indicating that the books in this room are miscellaneous books, that is, works such as novels, miscellaneous notes, and essays. This is also the most collected work in Quanxuezhai.

Pushing the door open, Liang An started from the door, flipping through the books one by one, looking for works related to the secrets of Jianghu. However, there were too many miscellaneous books in one room, and he wanted to find the secrets of Jianghu that he had only a few impressions in his memory.

It cannot be done in a short while.

Suddenly, Liang An felt as if his hand had been pricked by a needle, and there was a tingling sensation.

"Damn, who put a needle in the book!"

Retracting his hand, Liang An frowned and looked at the book that had stabbed him: "Dongshan Xianji", a work in the form of a personal diary. The cover and paper were very old and looked to be quite old.

"It's better to take out the needle first." Liang An curled his lips and reached for "Dongshan Xian Ji", intending to take out the hidden needle. After all, this is his family's library, and the books are also his own. There are

How can you ignore a person being pricked with a needle?

In order to avoid touching the needle, he specially changed his gesture and used his thumb and index finger to pinch both sides of the flat spine. However, when he touched "Dongshan Xianji" again, both fingers felt a tingling sensation, as if they were being pinched.

Needles!

"I'll wipe it!"

Liang An took back his hand and rubbed his two fingers. He glanced at the number on the bookshelf: "In the third row of B in the miscellaneous study room, I asked Uncle Qing to find someone to clean it up. Damn it, could it be poison? I obviously didn't

When I saw the needle, I felt like it was pricking me."

Muttering, Liang An looked at his fingers carefully and saw that there were no signs of needle pricks or special changes on them, so he didn't care and continued to search for his target.

But not long after he flipped through it, he felt his hand was pricked by a needle again!

"Holy crap! Who the hell put a needle in my book collection? Don't let me catch it!"

The feeling of being pricked by needles one after another made Liang An furious. But while he was cursing, he suddenly saw that a page of the book where he was pricked was half exposed, and it looked like it was about to fall out. He immediately became even more unhappy, "Also...

The book is damaged. I will check who has borrowed this book later! I will ask Uncle Qing to tell you not to come in! You are so stupid!"

While scolding, he wrote down the name of the book and its location.

The fifth row with word B is "Travel Notes on Hongsongjiang River", which is also an old book of quite a few years. Judging from the name, it should be someone's travel record in a certain place.

Then, he started to look for the books he wanted. But with the lessons learned from the past, he was a lot more careful. He looked at all the books one more time before reaching out to touch them. But this also greatly slowed down his search speed, and also

I kept getting nothing, and I gradually became a little impatient.

Suddenly, he was pricked by a book again. He had clearly seen that there were no needles or anything like that on the book, but it still stung when he touched it!

"Fuck me! This is really intolerable! They are causing damage to my house!"

He pulled out the book and threw it on the ground, intending to see what was hidden inside and keep pricking himself, but he was stunned when he saw the title of the book.

"Chaoyang Yiqigong? Is it a skill?"

Not caring about being angry anymore, Liang An immediately knelt down and planned to pick up the book and take a look, but he felt his hand was pricked by a needle.

Frowning, Liang An looked at his normal fingers and book and felt something was wrong.

"It can't be mentioned in some novels that the magical book has forbidden protection and the like... That's not right! I haven't heard of such magical things in this world! And this book is about martial arts.

That’s all, is it possible that there are some magic treasures hidden in the leisure notes and travel notes in front of you?”

Muttering in a low voice, Liang An stretched out his hand again, carefully, as if touching something extremely precious and fragile, to pick up "Chaoyang Yi Qigong".

Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain in his hand, like a needle prick, but the strange thing was that his hand had not actually touched "Chaoyang Yi Qigong", it was about two to three millimeters away!

"Is there really any such thing as a restriction?"

Just when this doubt arose in his mind, Liang An suddenly found that the tingling sensation was gone, and he naturally pressed his hand on "Chaoyang Yi Qigong" and picked it up.

This time, he didn't feel any sting, just like holding an ordinary book!

"That's weird, why?"

Liang An blinked his eyes, but had no time to think about it. Feeling that he had picked up the exercises, Liang An decisively opened "Chaoyang Yi Qigong" and read it, but he was disappointed.

"Chaoyang Yiqigong" is indeed a skill, even an internal skill, with two levels. The first level talks about how to absorb the purple energy of the morning sun before it rises in the morning, and the second level is about absorbing enough of the morning sun.

Illustrations showing how those meridians and acupuncture points can be strengthened by running the Purple Qi. However, there are notes on every page of the book, which seem to be the insights left by previous practitioners. They clearly explain that the essence of this internal skill is not much different from Wufang Quan.

, it is a meditation technique for maintaining health!

In particular, there is a paragraph of experience that lists other health-preserving skills, there are as many as five or six, and compares the advantages and disadvantages of each other one by one. Among them is Wufangquan. Compared with Wufangquan, Chaoyang Yiqigong is too quiet.

It is more suitable to practice when the body is inconvenient to move after aging.

And because you can only absorb the first ray of purple energy of the morning sun before it rises, it is extremely time-consuming to practice. It takes a hundred days to get started. It will take at least a few years to practice the first level, and it will take at least a few years to practice the second level.

It also requires continuous hard training for thousands of days, so it is recommended that if ordinary people have the conditions, it is better to practice Wufangquan!

"I thought I had found a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be as good as Wufangquan. A hundred days to get started, ten thousand days... 365 days a year, ten thousand days, almost ten years! It is indeed a health-preserving skill, it is good enough for health, and it takes ten years.

It’s done, haha!”

He put "Chaoyang Yi Qigong" back on the bookshelf without interest, and Liang An lost interest in looking for books for a while.

There are ten bookshelves in the miscellaneous study room, named after Tiangan. Although they are not all filled, there are a lot of books. After searching, he can only find the third bookshelf, which is the C-shaped bookshelf, and he has not finished it yet.

There were still seven left, but this had already consumed more than an hour of his time.

"I'm stupid too. If you really want to know the secrets of Jianghu, wouldn't it be better to go to Li Huyuan? People's personal experience is not as good as a few books?"

After laughing at himself, Liang An walked out of the Quanxue Zhai, but did not see Liang Qing, so he closed the door and left silently.

Back in his room, Liang An saw that it was still early, it was not time for dinner, and he was a little tired after reading for more than an hour, so he went to bed and planned to take a nap.

"I don't know when I can practice martial arts. According to Li Huyuan, I need two years to recuperate, but at that time... hmm?"

Liang An, who was lying on the bed without any image, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then quickly closed them, looking at the vaguely floating words.

Wufangquan: Proficient

Hanmo Danqing: Mastery

Piano Skills: Proficient

Experience points: 32

"Experience points 32! I remember that after I upgraded Wu Fang Quan, my experience points were only 27. Why did it become 32 now? Where did the extra 5 points come from?!"

"Let me think about it, today is the same as usual, I just practice Wufangquan and sleep. If there is any difference, I just went to Quanxue Zhai... Could it be that Quanxue Zhai can increase my experience points?"
Chapter completed!