Chapter 209

In Yan Zhaoge's mind, a lot of ideas emerge, one after another.

He narrowed his eyes a little and calmed down. His eyes were calm and waveless. He only showed his yearning and longing for the supreme and unique learning as a younger disciple.

Yan Zhaoge looks at Xin Dongping, and Xin Dongping nods quietly, so Yan Zhaoge goes to the light where the empty shadow appears, and the whole person steps into it.

The light and shadow of the book suddenly came down and enveloped Yan Zhaoge.

There are a lot of words in Yan Zhaoge's heart, which is the content of the second half of Taiqing Qigong.

Although there are some traces of the inheritance of Taiqing before the great disillusionment, since the beginning of Kaitian Weng Qiuyuan, after the speculation and improvement of the powerful people of Guangcheng mountain, Taiqing Qigong has its own unique and mysterious place, which is an excellent martial arts treasure.

Yan Zhaoge compared it with the Shengong collection that he had browsed, and got a lot of results.

However, these can be pondered slowly later. What Yan Zhaoge pays most attention to at this moment is that he contacts with the secret of Taiqing Qigong, and his consciousness seems to travel through time and space, and reappear the scene many years ago in front of him.

Endless calamities and calamities happen, which is like the end of the world.

A stream of light, falling from the sky, breaking through the sky curtain, tearing the endless void, came to the eight polar world and fell in a mountain range.

On one of the peaks, there is a mysterious and slender trace.

I don't know how many years have passed since then. One day, someone came here to watch the traces and feel the mystery. So he sat in front of the mountain for many days to figure out the artistic conception.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the man's face, and we can see that it was the founder of our sect, Kaitian Weng Qiuyuan.

In this scene, the divine light falls to the ground, leaving behind the inscription. Qiu yuan becomes aware of Tao and gradually sums up the process of creating Taiqing Qigong.

The aftereffect of the divine light, perhaps the power of the powerful one in the temple, may be that after the destruction of the temple, the remains fall down.

When Yan Zhaoge was close to the light and shadow of the printing platform, it was suddenly dark, as if the heaven and earth were falling.

By guessing the faint traces left in this square of India, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt awe inspiring. During the changes of the image in his mind, he seemed to vaguely see the fragments of something falling into the eight polar world through time and space.

Qiu yuan got this thing, and based on it, he created Guangcheng tianzhang.

Although the image is brief, Yan Zhaoge can feel the palpitation of his soul and know the fragments of that thing, which is very important.

Yan Zhaoge looked at it carefully. The debris fell down, and a figure could be seen from the void.

The debris didn't seem to fall accidentally, but was thrown down by the man.

It's a pity that this simple idea left a mark until Qiu Yuan created Guangcheng tianzhang.

Yan Zhaoge is slightly upset.

After calming down for a while, Yan Zhaoge thought: "this fragment has not been mentioned. It has been lost in the early years, or because it is too important. Only the most core of the clan can understand the situation, even the leader's generation by generation?"

Yan Zhaoge spits out a mouthful of dullness and calms down his mood: "confusion has not been solved, but there are more and more questions, but there are also more clues and directions."

Bury the questions that can't be solved for the time being in my heart, Yan Zhaoge begins to carefully understand the mystery of Guangcheng tianzhang.

For some reasons, Yan Zhaoge is more adept at this unique skill than the previous Taiqing Qigong.

When all was over, Yan Zhaoge slowly opened his eyes and said to Xin Dongping, "there's a working uncle."

Xin Dongping takes a deep look at Yan Zhaoge and shakes his head: "it's OK. Go down and practice hard."

Yan Zhaoge went out of the martial arts building. Ah Hu and Pan Pan had been waiting outside the door. When he saw Yan Zhaoge coming out, he said with a simple smile, "young man, it's settled?"

"It's just a matter of swallowing the whole thing. Go back to practice slowly." Yan Zhaoge waved: "now go back first."

Pan Pan flies up again. This time Yan Zhaoge doesn't stop him. He holds the big ball.

Now, Panpan is about the same size as the giant panda in Yan Zhaoge's memory. Although it's a little bigger, it's not like an elephant charging like before at least.

Back to the residence, Yan Zhaoge is at ease.

One day, facing the morning sun, Yan Zhaoge walked out of the door. Suddenly, Yan Zhaoge felt a movement in her heart. She calculated the day and walked out.

Ah Hu followed and asked curiously, "where are you going, young man?"

Yan Zhaoge sighed: "go to find elder martial uncle. Today is the death day of elder martial brother Shi. I will go to Zhuxiang, too."

Ah Hu blinked, but he didn't speak. He followed Yan Zhaoge.

All the way through the mountains, Yan Zhaoge climbed a small hill, and sure enough, two people were standing there.

A tall and powerful man is the master Boshi iron.

Behind him, Xu Fei stood.

Xu Fei looked solemn. Seeing Yan Zhaoge and ah Hu coming, he nodded softly, totally different from the relaxed smile he used to have.

Shi tie turned to look over: "Zhao Ge is here? It's up to you. "

Yan Zhaoge and Shi Tiejian said, "master Bo, I'm sorry."

Stone iron face calm, as usual: "I'm ok."

He turned his head to move forward again, and his eyes fell on a grave. Although it was simple, it was clean and tidy without any weeds.

In front of the tomb stands a tombstone with the words "Tomb of Aizi shisongtao".

On both sides of the tomb, there are also two tombs.

Yan Zhaoge and ah Hu are silent. The two tombs are also built in front of the tombs, indicating the identity of the owner. They belong to Shi tie's daughter-in-law and grandson respectively.

In fact, the three tombs are all cloistered tombs, but this makes people feel even more blocked, because the three members of Shi Songtao's family were killed and even the bones could not be found.

Yan Zhaoge and others stand behind the stone and iron silently. It's always a great sorrow for the white haired to send the black haired.

Looking at the name of Shi Songtao, Yan Zhaoge's mind came up with a figure of a young man. His features were quite similar to those of Shi tie, and his father and son were almost carved in one mold.

Yan Zhaoge himself did not personally contact with this elder martial brother Shi. All his knowledge comes from the memory of the original owner of the body.

Shi Songtao is even older than Xu Fei. When he became famous in the eight polar world and was hailed as the new generation of tianzhijiaozi in Guangcheng mountain, Yan Zhaoge was a child and just began to practice martial arts.

Compared with the upright and serious Shi tie, Shi Songtao is more gentle, but both father and son are warm-hearted.

Xu Fei and Yan Zhaoge, when they were teenagers, were always under the guidance and care of this elder brother.

At that time, Shi Songtao was also a spirited young Tianjiao, and he was also very happy with his lover. He gave birth to lin'er early and was very happy.

Even in those years, Shi tie enjoyed his family's happiness. He usually smiled a lot more.

But it's a pity that all these things have become the past.

Stone and iron stand there, the whole person is like a statue, as if it has been standing in place for thousands of years.