After breakfast, Chen Jiu walked towards the academy swayingly.

The huge academy is deserted. Recently, due to the drought, the college has been on vacation and it is not yet time for school to start.

Looking at the closed door of the library, Chen Jiu hesitated a little. This is the most core part of the entire academy. Even some masters do not have the authority to enter. Are you a little too reckless?

Just as Chen Jiu was hesitating, the door of the library opened gently, and an old voice came from inside: "It turns out it's you kid, come in."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen Jiu bowed to the air and hurried in.

The old man who had been standing in front of a row of bookshelfs was watching leisurely with a book in his arms. Chen Jiu walked over and bowed: "I've seen sir."

The old man closed the book in his hand, slowly put it back on the bookshelf, turned around to look at Chen Jiu: "Tell me, what's wrong with you coming here."

"Sir, the student wants to borrow a few books here."

The old man looked at Chen Jiu and then slowly said: "Boy, you should know that our college has regulations that unless we make great contributions to the college, we can only enter once in our life."

"Sir, the students have no intention of this. They just want to borrow some materials and documents and will never get involved in martial arts. Besides, the students have already become magnificent, so let's see what other martial arts are useful."

The old man walked a few steps with his hands behind his back: "But it still makes me feel embarrassed."

"Sir, rules are dead, people live. Now you are in charge of the library, and what you say is the rules of the library," Chen Jiu had to flatter.

The old man's eyes lit up: "Yes. What you said makes sense. I am now in charge of the library. What I said is the rule, but it's a pity," said this, the old man's voice reduced.

"It's a pity that this rule is a ancestral teaching and cannot be changed." In Chen Jiu's shining eyes, the old man interrupted Chen Jiu's words.

"Since that's the case, the student surrendered." Chen Jiu had no choice but to force some things.

"Wait, I have a way." Seeing Chen Jiu about to walk out of the library, the old man clapped his hands.

"Sir, have a solution?" Chen Jiu stopped in surprise.

"Well, you can come here to see it secretly, and I pretend I can't see you or you." After saying that, I turned around and left.

"This is this..., it's OK," Chen Jiu was in amazement and couldn't speak.

However, since Chen Jiu was able to read books in the library, he couldn't ask for it.

After walking around casually, Chen Jiu flipped through the library casually.

"This is the Three Yin Finger" Chen Jiu was stunned.

What is the Three Yin finger? It is Taiyin. The Bardo, Shaoyin, Sanyin, and Sanyin fingers are extremely powerful, and it is one of the secret techniques of the Library.

I trust me so much. But when the gentleman left in the end, he didn't say that I couldn't read the secrets of martial arts, so it would be okay to look at these three Yin fingers.

Chen Jiu picked up the book and shook it in the air: "Sir, please lend me this book."

There was no movement for a long time, so Chen Jiu was naturally not polite.

Not far away, the old man smiled helplessly: "Forget it, I'm not afraid of people reading these secrets anyway. These three Yin fingers are hidden in a million books. It is due to luck that this kid can meet at first sight."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and lifted the prohibition of the three Yin fingers.

The so-called three yin fingers are index fingers, middle fingers, ring fingers, three fingers. The index finger represents Taiyin, the middle finger represents the bardo, and the ring finger represents Shaoyin.

Taiyin is the most powerful finger, so use the index finger, which has the greatest strength among the three fingers to practice.

Taiyin is synonymous with the moon and belongs to one of the four symbols.

It is the most powerful yin energy, representing the gods in the north, representing the power of winter and killing death.

The bardo is also the power of death, but this is not the power of death of others, but the power of one's own death.

If you want to control the bardo finger, you must reach the state of oneself and death. Then you can turn the bardo finger into the power of the bardo, inject it into the other person's body, and reincarnate from death.

Shaoyin refers to autumn. The power of death in autumn is different from the power of killing in winter. If you hit the Taiyin finger, you will inevitably die and explode in a very short time.

The Shaoyin refers to the death in autumn, the destination of all things in the cycle of reincarnation. This death is a slow process, just like the result of all things. People who fall into the Shaoyin referent will generally gradually increase their strength. When it reaches its limit, it is death, that is, when it is mature.

The Shaoyin finger is the dominant, and the other two fingers are balanced.

"What a powerful, so domineering Three Yin Finger, it's really a secret that I don't know. Sir, this is the first killing technique I got from Chen Jiu." Chen Jiu's excited breath was disordered.

To be honest, Chen Jiu has relied on his magical powers to this day. The creation of the heavenly way is the skill of cultivation, and the magical power is also the skill of cultivation. In addition to the magical powers, Chen Jiu has no other methods of killing enemies except for some achievements in the sword path.

I quickly recorded the three Yin fingers and looked at the ancient book cover of the three Yin fingers. I guess the three Yin fingers are an extremely ancient secret method and are definitely not allowed to be taken out.

After recording the three Yin fingers and familiarizing themselves with the route of practicing the exercises, Chen Jiu began his own journey of searching for books.

"So many books, I want to find the Year of the Donkey, Horse and Month." Except for the Three Yin Finger, Chen Jiu just took a quick look and put it down.

"Sir, sir, where are you? I need your help," Chen Jiu shouted in the library.

A figure flashed past, and the old man from the library came to Chen Jiu: "Boy, I have already made a mercy on the law, why are you still trouble me?"

Chen Jiu smiled embarrassedly: "Sir, there are too many books here, I really can't read it. Please give me some advice."

"What book do you want to find?" The old man looked at Chen Jiu without getting angry.

"Sir, I'm looking for documents about ancient rumors, legends, and related ones." Chen Jiu rubbed his palms.

The old man looked at Chen Jiu with a little deep meaning: "Boy, you have a lot of ambitions. Although I don't know why you are looking for these ancient documents, there is one thing I want to tell you."

"I would like to ask for advice from sir," Chen Jiu said respectfully.

"Nothing that has something to do with ancient times is simple. If you read these ancient documents, I will not stop you. However, you are the pillar of the future of our academy. When doing certain things, you must first think about whether your life is sure to be preserved."

"After students receive the teachings, they must follow the teacher's teachings."

"Well, come with me." After saying that, he walked towards the distance.

"This is the anecdotes and secrets from ancient times. How many are true and how many are fake, no one knows."

"So many" look at these three rows of bookshelves, but there are about tens of thousands of books.

"Haha, think about it, how many years have it spanned from ancient times to today? I'm afraid it's impossible to calculate how many legends and secrets happened during this period. In a comparison, do you think there are many books?"

Chen Jiu thought of his five thousand years of history in his later generations, and then thought about it for hundreds of billions of years or billions of years, and then shook his head: "Not many, but very few."

"Yes, these materials are just legends compiled by some boring people in recent times. I don't know how many are true or how many are fake. You can taste them slowly." After that, the gentleman left.

Looking at the library, Chen Jiu felt excited: "Is this the power of time? It's really great. In ancient times, I don't know how many stories of singing and tear happened, and how many heroic and powerful people were all destroyed in the wind.

Looking at these books, Chen Jiu seemed to see endless ancient times. There was a river in front of him. The sentient beings in the world are the mud and sand in this river.

The big waves wash away the sand, the right and wrong are in vain in a flash, and the sunset is red several times.

"History is always the most mysterious and most anticipated. Unfortunately, I have not witnessed the smooth flow of the river here. Why not be born tens of thousands of years earlier? It must be in the ancient golden world, blood staining the blue sky and breaking the sky."

Chen Jiu's new life is surging at this moment, and this is the charm of history.

"Maybe in the future, I will be the history in the eyes of future generations. I wonder if this world will be filled with my legends, my secrets, and the legendary stories I created."
Chapter completed!