Heavenly God Mnemonic

After Yang Qingxuan left Wu Qiyue's bedroom, he searched for Qing and found that Qing was not there, so he had to go back to Yinglongtan to find Lu Jiangpeng, but Lu Jiangpeng was not there either.

"At this time, where are the Dean and Elder Lu?"

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, suddenly thought of a place, and went straight away.

He found that the classmates on the road showed deep respect when they saw his eyes, and took the initiative to step aside and let them make their debut.

Many students even stopped to pay their respects to him.

Yang Qingxuan smiled in return one by one, fighting Ye Mingchuan, making him truly famous for the college, and even shaking the entire Cangnan country, just in a secluded campus, without knowing it.

"Yang Qingxuan, it's Yang Qingxuan!"

A few girls came to face him, suddenly saw Yang Qingxuan, all of them screamed, eyes full of red hearts, ran up and surrounded him.

Several girls took out a letter from the bag and squeezed it into his hand, and ran away shyly with eyes full of affection.

There was a faint pink fragrance on the letter paper, and red hearts were painted on it. Yang Qingxuan took out one and looked at it. It said: "Yang Qingxuan, I want to give you a monkey, and love you Zhang Xiu'e."

"Yang Qingxuan, it's Yang Qingxuan!"

Another group of girls saw him and ran over screaming.

Yang Qingxuan: "..."

He threw away all the letter paper in his hand, and when his figure flashed, it turned into a streamer and flew away.

"Yang Qingxuan, I love you, I love you!"

The group of girls screamed heartbreakingly, with tears of love in their eyes, and a few girls in the True Martial Realm even flew away and caught up.

Yang Qingxuan only felt that his head was big for a while, and after changing his posture a few times in the air, he threw all the girls away, and then went to a quiet small courtyard.

"Mr. Ding Yuan."

Yang Qingxuan fell in front of the small courtyard and shouted loudly.

"Is it Yang Qingxuan? Come in."

Ding Yuan's voice came from inside the bamboo forest, and the door of the small courtyard opened by itself with a squeak.

Inside the bamboo forest, there is a stone table. Qing Buli, Lu Jiangpeng, Wu Hao, and Ding Yuan are all surrounded by the stone table, discussing something, and just raising their heads and saying hello to him. .

On the contrary, Ding Yuan was more enthusiastic and said with a smile: "Your injury is healed?"

Yang Qingxuan clasped his fist and said, "Thank you, Mr., for your concern. It's all well." He looked at the other three people and said, "The dean, they are..."

Ding Yuan smiled and said: "I studied one of the three most treasures of my Haoran Academy-the ancient scroll of love."

A look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he hummed: "How many years and months this ancient scroll has been in my academy, countless geniuses have studied it, and they have no idea. How can they crack it in a short time."

Yang Qingxuan also became curious and said, "It's so amazing, I don't know if I can..."

"Come on."

Lu Jiangpeng was already beckoning, and said, "With your talent, you might be able to see the famous at a glance."

Qing Buli and Wu Hao also raised their heads, thinking of Yang Qingxuan's talent, they couldn't help but show some hope in their eyes.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and saw that all three of them had red and swollen eyes, bloodshot eyes, as if they were crying.

"what happened?"

He muttered a few times in his heart, only feeling strange, and walking forward, he saw a volume of pamphlets spread on the stone table, which were pieces of jade connected by gold threads.

The jade tablets are engraved with exquisite small seal fonts, but the handwriting is unreadable.

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Medieval secret text?"

Lu Jiangpeng nodded and said: "Yes, although the words are not readable, there is a deep sadness in the whole ancient scroll. The people who hear it are sad, and those who watch it weep."

Yang Qingxuan looked at the text, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable inside, couldn't help crying, and choked up: "I also found out...oooooooooo..."

"Wow... so uncomfortable...!"

Regardless of the occasion, the sadness in my heart poured out all at once, and he lay on the table and wailed loudly.

The three of Lu Jiangpeng wiped their tears, with grief.

Especially the sadness of Yang Qingxuan's crying, the atmosphere even rolled up the three of them, and soon the four of them cried together in arms.

Ding Yuan chuckled a few times, stepped forward, rolled up the booklet, and put it away.

The crying stopped suddenly.

The four of them all looked at each other a few times, feeling embarrassed, their faces flushed.

Especially Qing Buli, as the first person in the North Five Kingdoms, the dean of Tian Cong Academy, crying Lihua with rain and red and swollen eyes, if it spreads out, I am afraid that he will be shocked.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Qing Buli immediately coughed a few times, and said embarrassingly: "This ancient scroll of inquiring about love is amazing."

"Yeah, yeah, so amazing."

Lu Jiangpeng and Wu Hao were also extremely embarrassed. They slanted their heads in response and looked up, feeling shameless.

Yang Qingxuan wiped away the tears, although he was not embarrassed, but the old men cried like this, and he was relieved. At the same time, there was a storm in his heart. What happened to the ancient scroll would have such a sad effect.

Ding Yuan saw the doubt in his eyes, and laughed: "This ancient scroll was left by a strong man called'Qing Qing' a long time ago. It is said that this ancient scroll contains all of his martial arts. Unfortunately, very few people have penetrated."

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and said: "Very rarely? It means...there is still ginseng?"

Ding Yuan nodded and said, "Three hundred years ago, there was a dean in this hospital who had studied this volume for three years. He suddenly laughed a few times a day, and then cried again and cried three times in a row. On three nights, the entire college heard it, the crying heart broke, and the person who heard it wept. After that, the senior's cultivation base stepped into the heaven."

"Heaven?!"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically. The boss with wide pupils was shocked and said, "Is it really a heaven? Didn't it mean that only one person in Xuanye Continent has stepped into this realm for hundreds of years?" Lu Jiangpeng once told him.

Lu Jiangpeng said, "The only person is the dean of the Haoran Academy. After that, he hit the entire Xuanye Continent invincible, and then drifted away, disappearing."

All of them were silent, as if paying homage to the strong man.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered, and he slowly said, "In other words, is this Ancient Scroll of Inquiring Love, is it a technique that allows people to advance to the heavens?"

Ding Yuan said: "This is also related to personal talents and chances, but for three hundred years, the number one powerhouse in the Xuanye Continent is indeed the ancestor of the Haoran Academy."

Yang Qingxuan moved and said, "Mr. Ding Yuan, can you let me go into the details?"

Ding Yuan smiled and said: "This thing is too exhausting, you may not be suitable. But if you want to enlightenment, you can come over at any time. You know, the same exercise, different people have different things. Yes. Haitang has also read this ancient scroll and has realized something of his own."