Thanks to my excellent knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine meridians, I quickly understood the eight methods of practicing supernatural powers.

Similarly, I finally understood that the Blood Tribulation Sutra is in line with the Chinese Taoist culture.

That night, I was so excited that I couldn't add it. I couldn't sleep all night, interpreting those techniques hungryly. But it was not until many years later that I realized where the gods, demons and immortals came from in this world?

There have never been any gods in this world!

When I ushered in the day of the thunder tribulation, I was truly awake!

Everything is nothing more than material-based reality.

That night many years ago, I discovered the fact that eight kinds of magical powers are divided into levels.

With my development of blood jade at that time, I could only practice the first three magical powers: fiery fire stirring the original, fire dragon roaring the sky, and dominating the wind and thunder.

Why do I use development instead of understanding these two words? It is because

After comparing the Taoist practice materials found on my mobile phone, I was surprised to find that the Blood Tribulation Sutra is not a kind of exercise, but more like the inner alchemy mentioned by Taoism.

The degree of its union with the flesh, I call it development.

Because it does not have any profound principles that need to be understood, nor does it require meditation and breathing during Taoism practice. There is no profound technique hidden in that piece of blood jade. Everything is natural, and it automatically emits inexhaustible power, as if it is a nuclear battery.

This discovery made me puzzled.

But the eight supernatural powers practice methods and the true qi that is constantly wandering in the body really exist.

It makes me full of doubts about this contradictory world.

What is the Blood Tribulation Sutra?

After getting more information, I not only did not understand the truth of the Blood Tribulation Sutra, but instead cast a more mysterious veil on it.

The numerous questions made me even more eager to pin my hopes on the two notes left by the ancestors of the Di family.

It’s a pity that those two notes are gone.

I believe Shen Ruhai's words and know better that those who take away their notes cannot easily let me get them.

At this time, I suddenly remembered a possibility of nothingness and ethereality.

If I could find my second grandfather Di Xiangtian, could all the problems be solved?

I don't know if he is still alive or dead.

If he is still alive, where is he?

"Ring..." The phone suddenly rang.

I raised my hand and looked at it. It was Zheng Xiongqi who called it.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and it was the time for the party to end.

I answered the phone and an anxious voice came from the other end: "Brother Feng, where have you been? Why did you leave suddenly? You don't tell me if you want to leave."

"I didn't leave, I was in the old house."

"It's so late, why are you going there? Come back soon, I'll wait for you. Mengmeng has already agreed to marry me, do you know? I know that it was the fireworks you arranged. You are too unfavorable. I said that you made a mysterious call yesterday." Zheng Xiongqi said excitedly.

I was in a complicated mood and was planning to leave Mingzhu City overnight and return to Tianxin.

I have saved my son, and my father's case will be held the day after tomorrow.

But what I discovered tonight gave me new plans.

"Do you know? My dad announced two important things tonight in front of everyone. He decided to hand over the company slowly to me, and I will officially become the executive director of Mingzhu Group tomorrow. Another thing is that I accepted Honger as my adopted son, and two dads will love him from now on."

"Then congratulations." I was really happy for my friend's growth. However, my heavy mood was not relieved at all at this moment.

I said, "Xiongqi, I have to go back, Honger will entrust you and Uncle Six. I have one more thing, I need your help."

Zheng Xiongqi said excitedly: "Honger is my son now, so of course I will take good care of him. Brother Feng, your business is mine. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to ask me for information about my second grandfather." In my memory, my second grandfather was more than ten years younger than my grandfather.

My grandfather Di Xiangshan was born before my great-grandfather left Xiangxi and went to the provincial capital to study.

It was still during the Republic of China that the children of the big family had married and had children very early under the instructions of their parents' orders.

It was not until my great-grandfather returned from studying in France that he gave birth to his second grandfather Di Xiangtian. My grandfather was already in his teens at that time.

Therefore, it is very likely that the second grandfather is still alive now.

"Okay, I will do my best to find it for you. When will you come back?" Zheng Xiongqi asked reluctantly.

"After doing what Tianxin is doing, I will come back to see you."

He hung up the phone, called Wang Cheng, took eight ancient characters, left the old house, and drove out of the town.

Passing the east of the city, there is also an old house that has been around for hundreds of years, which is the ancestral property of the Lie family.

When I was a child, I had passed by here countless times and saw the silver-haired old lady.

Today, I instinctively turned my head and looked at the house again.

With just a glance, all the hairs on my body exploded instantly.

In a flash, in the open door, the silver-haired old woman sat quietly in the water-like moonlight, like a sculpture.

"Xiaocheng, have you seen anything?" I asked instinctively. I realized that Wang Cheng was not in the car.

With a brake, I stopped the car.

Wang Cheng, who was behind, stopped immediately.

I jumped out of the car, and there was no one on the street in the quiet night.

Only Wang Cheng’s headlights and I pierced the darkness and stopped alone on the road.

Wang Cheng also jumped out of the car, followed me, and walked towards the old mansion a hundred steps later.

Wang Cheng asked me in a low voice: "Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

I raised my hand to stop him, my heart pounding.

That ugly old lady with silver hair has always been a nightmare in my childhood. I thought she had died long ago.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and she is still alive.

Everything seems to be yesterday.

I don’t know whether I have traveled through time or whether time has forgotten her.

When I walked to the gate of the house, I carefully observed the clean and tidy house.

Everything is still like when I was a kid.

When I looked up and saw her, I was still extremely shocked.

Her appearance was the same as twenty years ago. I even suddenly realized that she was not ugly at all.

But from the perspective of childhood, an adult woman with silver hair is a strange existence.

What's more, at that time, I never dared to look at her directly, and most of the images in my memory were imaginations dominated by fear.

He gently knocked on the door of the yard that was opened, and I yelled softly: "Hello, mother-in-law, do you still remember me?"

She followed the sound and stood up without saying a word, slowly walked into the wooden door behind her.

The wooden door creaked and closed gently.

Wang Cheng murmured behind me: "This woman is so weird. She looks only in her forties, but her long hair is all white."

"When I was a kid, she was like this," I said lightly, turning around and walking back.

Wang Cheng said softly, and suddenly, he felt something was wrong again. He followed my footsteps in panic and said, "When you were a child, Brother Feng, how old were you at that time?"

Wang Cheng rarely had such an excited moment. He turned his head and looked at him. From his eyes, I saw the fear of the unknown.
Chapter completed!