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One hundred and eighty-six chapters Qingcang asked right

Just because anyone with a discerning eye knows what it means to be dug out of the tomb of the old man in Shanyang. If anyone in the world through ancient times is most likely to find a way to repair the broken sea of ​​Qi, Shanyang's old man will definitely be among the top three.

If something that touched the old man was really found in the old man's mausoleum of Shanyang, everyone knows what the meaning behind it is.

People have the same heart, and a war breaks out.

"How long has the war started there?" Xu Yi asked about the anxiety in his heart. He was afraid that the fierce competition among the guys would lead to the damage of the classics in the cave.

Huang Xuanji said: "Sometimes, but don't worry, they are crazy and dare not damage the classics."

"I understand, thank you Brother Xuanji for telling me. No accident, we can set off in a month." After that, Xu Yi ended the call.

After half a cup of tea, he had already seen Taiping Mountain from afar. On the mountains, three figures were attacking each other wildly. The battle was extremely fierce, and hundreds of people on the hillside were divided into three groups to attack each other.

Xu Yi's divine consciousness released, and his powerful divine consciousness showed amazing control, instantly making the chaotic battlefield solidified.

The divine thought swept over, with the broken tombstone as the center, within a radius of fifty miles, everything is imprinted in the sea of ​​heart. When the thought moves, a sound is reflected in the sea of ​​hearts of hundreds of people at the same time.

"Whoever takes the classics of this tomb will hand over to me, and there will be rewards. If you don't hand over, you will bear the consequences."

As soon as the sound in the heart was over, more than a dozen people had broken pages of books on their feet. Literary books, such as the Literary books in the tomb of the old man in Shanyang that were stolen by everyone during the war.

No one was lucky, and Xu Yi's method of showing exceeded everyone's imagination. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a magic trick.

Facing such characters, no one can resist. What's more, they fought to the death and snatched the classics and texts, just to invite Xu Yi to favor and sell them.

At this moment, the main master came, took away the classics and ended the rush. No matter how good it was, it was nothing.

Xu Yi thought about it, and took all the texts and dictionaries into his hands and said aloud: "I have recorded the scene here. I know who has handed over my classics. They will all be separated. If you want benefits, go to Huang Xuanji to file. You will issue them later. You will definitely not let you down. You will retreat."

At this moment, he had no intention of dealing with the trivial matters in front of him. The main topic was to study the classics and texts left by the old man in Shanyang.

Xu Yi arranged this way, but no one dared to say anything. When the confinement on his body disappeared, it was like a frightened bird, and it disappeared in an instant.

Xu Yi sat at the entrance of the tomb, took out the collected words and studied them carefully. With a feeling of worrying about gains and losses, he looked very slowly, and sat from noon to sunset.

After closing the last book, Xu Yi stood up and sighed deeply, unable to hide his disappointment.

He was convinced that these classics and texts were indeed left by the old man in Shanyang. Many of the discussions on physical practice were exquisite and profound, which were considered wonderful articles.

But after another thousand years, most of these discussions have become common principles in the world of practice, and there is nothing surprising.

Xu Yi was about to get up and leave, and looked back, but saw the broken monument hidden in the withered yellow thatch under the desolate setting sun. The decaying weeds and rolling rocks at the entrance of the tomb chamber had destroyed the entire tomb chamber. It can even be imagined that several years later, this cave might have become a fox mound rat cave.

Xu Yi thought to himself: The old man in Shanyang is a wise man of his generation, shining for generations and his legacy will last for generations. Strictly considering it, Xu Yi has also been exposed to the old man of Shanyang."

"How could he let a generation of wise men end up like this because of his own burden!"

Xu Yi wanted to use his divine thoughts to take away the coffin of the old man in Shanyang that was put on his body.

As soon as his divine thoughts swept into the cave, he immediately felt a hazy obstacle.

Previously, his divine thoughts covered this place without careful observation. At this moment, his divine thoughts extended into the cave and immediately realized this hazy obstacle.

As soon as he changed his mind, he realized that it must be a defensive and perception exploration formation. This is quite common in ancient tombs. If there is no need to be a considerable degree of disguise, relying on the perception ability of the soul-sensing powerful person, it is not difficult to collect ancient tombs.

Xu Yi slightly enhanced his spiritual consciousness and immediately penetrated the hazy obstacle, and his spiritual consciousness completely covered the entire cave.

The tomb chamber is not big, and it leads straight into the hillside along a narrow path of more than ten feet long. The tomb is only half acre square, and two are made of brick walls, one is parked with coffins, and the other is decorated with incense stoves, bookshelfs, guqins and other objects. The one where the coffin is parked has not been destroyed, but the one where the bookshelves is already scattered and messy.

Xu Yi swept over the thoughts and did not see any abnormalities. There was nothing available on the ground. Obviously, they had been carefully searched. The coffin was the simplest bluestone coffin. The corpse inside had only dried bones left.

Xu Yi activated his divine thoughts to cover the coffin. Just as he moved out of the cave, Xu Yi noticed a little subtle weirdness.

In the tomb chamber where the coffin was stored, there was a subtle strangeness on the four walls. The divine thoughts swept out, like a hurricane whirling, and the dust on the four walls fell, and large pieces of text appeared.

The accumulation of dust on the wall has accumulated for thousands of years, and the shallow words have been covered with, and the exquisite perception cannot detect any difference.

But when Xu Yi used his spiritual thoughts to drag the coffin, the shaking dust fell down, revealing a clue, and Xu Yi realized something strange.

After being surprised, there was a strong joy. His figure flashed and appeared in the cave room. A pearl was released and the room suddenly appeared. He quickly looked at the four walls, and when he caught his eye, Xu Yi discovered that this was a note similar to a note.

The notes recorded the conversation between the two people. As soon as they saw the names of the two people, huge waves broke out in Xu Yi's heart.

One person called Qing Songzi and the other called Cang Shu. According to the records in the notes, Qing Songzi is the master of the old man in Shanyang. When this conversation happened, the old man in Shanyang was serving tea respectfully.

The reason why Xu Yi was so shocked when he saw the beginning was that he suddenly remembered the famous and mysterious Qingcang question in the history of the Great Yue martial arts.

The entire history of Daye and martial arts and the private notes of each company have almost flattered the words of Qing Cang, and are infinitely elevated.

What's more, it comes from the height of whether the human race exists and whether the practice will prosper.

But Qingcang's question has never been truly passed down, and even the most orthodox Dayue martial arts history only has a scale and a claw.

However, this single scale claw deeply analyzes the relationship between soul and soul.

Nowadays, Qingcang on the wall asked, and his understanding of soul and spirit is just ordinary.

But if you think about it again, before Qingcang asked, no one could point out the relationship between soul and soul in concise and powerful words.
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