I have a magic pot

Not long after, a puff of smoke floated in front of his eyes. He couldn't help but frowned, and subconsciously sniffed it lightly, but felt that the smell was fresh and elegant, and seemed very refreshing.

Wang Fugui was taken aback for a moment, and inadvertently glanced at Han Feng beside him.

At this moment, Han Feng was holding a book in one hand, crossed his legs, and held a small wooden pole filled with smoke in the other hand, as if he was looking at it engrossed.

Inadvertently, I took a puff of the small wooden pole, and spewed a cloud of smoke on the pages of the book. The smoke was lingering, and there was an air of being dusty and refined.

At first glance, the Wenqing temperament on the other party was three points stronger than his own.

Wang Fugui was a little curious, and wanted to ask what this little wooden pole was, could it be a "chimney"?But the chimney is something that the old man smokes roughly, and the smell is extremely pungent, how could it smell so good.

However, just now in front of Han Feng, I had already assumed a cold attitude, so I was naturally embarrassed to speak up.

After a little hesitation, Wang Fugui simply shifted his body a little bit, and continued to study behind Han Feng's back.

However, even if he carried it back, the aroma in the smoke still passed over slowly and penetrated into his nasal cavity.

Wang Fugui smelled more and more fragrant, couldn't help swallowing secretly, and slowly turned around, while flipping through the book, secretly glanced at Huazi in Han Feng's hand.

After a while, Wang Fugui swallowed and swallowed his saliva, and his eyes almost squinted. Finally, he couldn't help it, and coughed lightly.

"Ahem... Today is a bright and clear day, indeed a good day for studying."

Wang Fugui wanted to break the deadlock, so he asked Han Feng to speak, so that he could take advantage of the situation and ask what he had in his hands.

Unexpectedly, with a cigarette in his hand, Han Feng didn't answer at all, as if he didn't hear it.

Seeing this situation, Wang Fugui coughed heavily angrily, but Han Feng just turned the pages of the book and still ignored him.

Wang Fugui felt depressed, and wanted to turn around and ignore Han Feng, but he couldn't resist Huazi's temptation and said.

"That... young man, the thing in your hand is quite strange, I don't know where it came from?"

Han Feng, who had been observing the other party's reaction in secret for a long time, saw that "Uncle Wang" finally couldn't help but speak on his own initiative, so he looked at the other party proudly, and shook the cigarette in his hand again.

"The name of this thing is 'Hua Zi', and it was produced in a distant kingdom in the Celestial Dynasty. It has a long history and profound heritage. It is a must-have for literati and poets!"

"Oh... Huazi!"

When Wang Fugui heard the words, he couldn't help showing a look of shock, and looked at the cigarette stick in Han Feng's hand with a look of surprise, his eyes became brighter the more he looked.

Seeing that Uncle Wang's eyes were straight, Han Feng secretly swallowed his saliva, knowing that the time was ripe, he smiled faintly.

"Mr. Wang, why don't you try one?"

When Wang Fugui heard the words, he wanted to adjust his tone again, but he couldn't resist Huazi's temptation, so he nodded.

"Then... come... get one."

Immediately, Han Feng skillfully passed the cigarette and lit the fire, and then simply taught the other party how to use it.

Not long after, Wang Fugui was already holding a book in one hand and a cigarette in the other, taking a puff from time to time, making a few pleasant "hissing" sounds from his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment all over his face.

"Worthy of being a thing of the heavenly kingdom, it really tastes endless, wonderful, wonderful!"

Wang Fugui was full of praise, and soon finished smoking a Huazi. He couldn't help but babble, and turned his eyes to Han Feng again.

Han Feng naturally understood the other party's meaning, turned over his palm and took out another Huazi, Wang Fugui's eyes lit up and he was about to reach out to pick it up.

Han Feng held the cigarette between his fingers, and said slowly without handing it over immediately.

"Mr. Wang, it's the first time for this junior to come to the Classic Book Pavilion, and I'm not very familiar with it. I have a lot of questions I want to ask. I wonder if sir can explain it?"

Wang Fugui was already "knowing the taste of the marrow" just now, and he was still a little unsatisfied. He stared at Huazi in Han Feng's hand and smacked his lips, but he kept his identity, and it was impossible to reach out to snatch it.

Helpless, he could only resist the throbbing, and replied with a smile.

"Uh...what did Xiaoyou Han say, I hit it off with him right away, as the saying goes, gold is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find.

If Han Xiaoyou has any questions, the old man will naturally know everything, so why not answer? "

Seeing that Wang Fugui's attitude really became courteous, Han Feng's mouth twitched, and then he handed over the Hua Zi in his hand, and stretched out his hand to light it for Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring it happily for a long time before looking at Han Fengdao.

"Little friend, if you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction and said immediately.

"Sir, may I ask how much do you know about the body training exercises in this Book Pavilion?"

"Physical exercises?"

Wang Fugui was slightly surprised, then glanced at Han Feng, and said thoughtfully.

"I remember that there are more than a dozen body-training exercises on the third floor."

Han Feng said.

"Sir, I have read all these body training exercises, and they seem to be not suitable for me to practice. I wonder if there are any more advanced body training exercises in the Classic Book Pavilion?"

"A better body training technique?"

Wang Fugui frowned slightly, thinking.

"The body training exercises that are more advanced than the third floor are basically on the fourth or fifth floor, but you are not a senior disciple and have no right to enter. This is a bit difficult."

Han Feng watched his words and expressions, and seeing that Wang Fugui didn't say anything dead, he knew there was something going on.

At that moment, Han Feng directly took out three more Huazi, and waved them lightly in front of Wang Fugui.

"Since Mr. is in charge of cleaning up the classics pavilion, he must know the classics here very well. If you can give this junior a lesson or two, this junior will be very grateful."

Seeing the three Huazi in Han Feng's hand, Wang Fugui's eyelids twitched, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After stroking his beard and thinking for a moment, Wang Fugui finally spoke.

"Little friend, why don't you go to the first floor to have a look?"

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"First floor? But isn't the first floor full of low-level martial arts and martial arts, as well as many classics from other sects?"

Wang Fugui showed a meaningful expression when he heard the words, leaned close to Han Feng's ear, and said in a low voice.

"Little friend, you don't know that the training books on the first floor are divided into two categories. One is really not popular. After cultivation, it is like a chicken rib, and everyone disdains to practice.

But there is another category, which is the classics that no one dares to practice. "

"Hmm...don't dare to practice?"

An expression of interest suddenly appeared on Han Feng's face, and he handed the three Huazi to Wang Fugui.

"Sir, please tell me?"

Seeing Hua Zi start, Wang Fugui finally showed a bright smile on his face, and said in a low voice.

"I have countless books in the Classic Book Pavilion of Tiannan College. Countless classics have been collected over the past thousand years, especially exercises and martial arts, which are the foundation of the college, and the college's collection is especially rich.

However, these exercises and martial arts come from a wide variety of sources, and there are all kinds of strange things, although most of them have historical origins and are of distinct grades.

However, there are still a very small number of exercises or martial arts that do not have a clear level, or the cultivation method is too extreme, and accidents are likely to occur during the cultivation.

The academy couldn't classify these classics, and was unwilling to throw them away, so it put them together with those various classics.

It's all about expanding students' horizons and knowledge, and no one dares to practice these classics. "

Speaking of this, Wang Fugui's expression became a little serious, reminding him.

"Little friend, if you want to find a good body training method, you can go to the first floor to try your luck, but I want to remind you.

These martial arts and martial arts are either imaginative, difficult to achieve, or even impossible to cultivate, or they are extremely dangerous, and life is in danger at every turn. You'd better be cautious. "

When Han Feng heard the words, his eyes flickered a few times, and finally got up and bowed to Wang Fugui.

"Thank you sir for your pointers, junior, let's go to the first floor to have a look."

As he said that, Han Feng's figure flashed and disappeared directly on the third floor.

Seeing Han Feng's disappearing figure suddenly, Wang Fugui squinted his eyes and took another sip of Huazi, and said to himself.

"This kid is quite interesting. Both physical and mental strength can be cultivated to this level, and his spiritual strength is also extremely solid, which is really rare. I don't know which teacher in the academy is a master."

Just as he was talking, the second Huazi had been smoked, and Wang Fugui glanced at the three cigarettes in his hand.

A Huazi suddenly floated up by itself, and when he held it in his mouth, the cigarette end was automatically lit.

"hiss……!"

"so comfortable……!"

Chapter 524 The Unexpected Joy of Testing the Authenticity

After Han Feng got the information from Wang Fugui, he immediately went to the first floor of the Book Pavilion.

Looking at the countless ancient books piled up on the first floor, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little confused, where should he find them?

Even if one's mental strength is strong, it may be very exhausting to search for it.

Fortunately, after a little observation, Han Feng found that although the books on the first floor were extremely complicated, they were still roughly classified, and books of the same type were basically gathered in one place.

In this way, Han Feng quietly diverted his mental power and searched for the categories of these books all the way.

Not long after, Han Feng finally found the place where the classics of exercises were placed in an inconspicuous corner in the northwest corner of the first floor.

Different from the jade slips in other areas on the first floor, which still have traces of being turned over, the jade slips in the practice area on the first floor are already covered with thick dust, and it seems that no one has turned them over for a long time .

Han Fengxin said that it would not be such an exaggeration, so he picked up a jade slip and looked at it.

"Shenmotongtianjue"!

The name of the skill that catches the eye is very domineering, but the level of the skill is not marked.

Han Feng hurriedly glanced at the introduction, and the first line of words in his eyes completely stunned Han Feng.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first come out of the palace. Once the profound art is completed, the gods and demons will be empty!"

The sixteen flying characters made Han Feng dumbfounded, and he wondered if this book was the "Sunflower Book" from another world?

Although the exercises are very domineering, Han Feng really doesn't have the courage to practice them.

Shaking his head, Han Feng read several other exercises one after another.

Similar to the first exercise book, the names of these exercises mostly have awesome names, and none of them have grades.

But the cultivation methods marked on them are all extremely weird without exception.

Either the cultivators are forced to abolish their cultivation, or they injure their bodies. There are even exercises that require the cultivator to take poison every day and survive hundreds of kinds of poisons before they can practice...

Han Feng only read a few books, and he couldn't read it any longer. What the hell is this practice method? It's simply a self-harm method created by a group of lunatics.

Even the academy officials marked the words "unknown exercises, for reference only" under these classics.

He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, Han Feng had given up hope for the exercises on the first floor.

But with the mentality that nothing is better than nothing, Han Feng still spread out his mental power to cover the exercise area, selected the body training exercises among them, and then screened them.

Soon, Han Feng relied on his mental power to find dozens of body training exercises among the many exercises, and began to screen them one by one.

Han Feng first ruled out more than a dozen books, which were obviously unrealistic and whimsical exercises.

There are more than a dozen books of physical training exercises that are relatively possible.

But even if it is possible to achieve it, the cultivation methods of these exercises are still very shocking.

Some burned themselves with fire, some were flooded with water, even struck by lightning, buried in the ground...

Looking at the body training exercises selected, Han Feng couldn't help but smile wryly.

None of these classics seemed to be for normal people to cultivate.

Han Feng was already considering whether to go to Yinzun's place and try his luck to see if he could get a copy of body training exercises.

But he also thought that Yin Zun belonged to the beast race, and basically only the body training techniques practiced by monsters were not suitable for him at all.

Besides, because he took the Eye of the Void, this guy hated him so much, even if he had it, he probably wouldn't give it to him.

Reluctantly, Han Feng looked at the dozen or so jade slips piled up in front of him again. These exercises seemed unreliable.

I don't know which one is true and which one is made up.

It is impossible to just find a book to practice like "opening the blind box". If something goes wrong in this practice, it will not only be wasted once, it is as simple as a free borrowing opportunity, and you may lose your life.

Han Feng really didn't dare to take this risk, he was hesitating whether to give up looking for body training exercises, or go to find Uncle Wang again to see if there is no other way.

Xian'er's voice suddenly came from his mind.