History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 213. Chapter 209 208. Debris thrown from the sky (2 more)

In Yan Zhaoge’s mind, many thoughts came to mind for a time, one after another.

He squinted his eyes for a while, calmed down, his eyes were calm, and he only showed his yearning and longing for the supremacy of this school as a junior disciple.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Xin Dongping, Xin Dongping calmly nodded, so Yan Zhaoge walked towards the radiance that appeared to be phantom, and walked into it.

The light and shadow of the scroll suddenly fell, covering Yan Zhaoge.

A large number of words appeared in Yan Zhaoge’s heart, which is the content of the second half of Taiqing Qigong.

Although there are some shadows of the Taiqing lineage before the great disintegration, since Kaitian Weng Qiu Yuan, after the contemplation and perfection of the powerful people of Guangcheng Mountain, Taiqing Qigong itself has quite unique and mysterious points, and it is a part of it. Excellent martial arts collection.

Yan Zhaoge compared it with the Shrine Collection that he had browsed, and gained a lot.

However, all of these can be pondered later. What Yan Zhaoge is most concerned about at the moment is that when he comes into contact with the Taiqing Qigong Secret, his consciousness seems to travel through time and space, reappearing the scene many years ago before his eyes.

Endless calamities are proliferating, and the world is turned upside down, like the end of the day.

A stream of light descended from the sky, breaking through the heavy sky, tearing through the endless void, and descending on the Eight Great Worlds, falling in a mountain range.

On one of the peaks, a mysterious and slender trace was left.

I don’t know how many years have passed since then. One day, someone walked through this place to watch the traces of the remains.

Yan Zhaoge looked at that person’s face and could recognize that it was the founder of the mountain, Qiu Yuan who opened the sky.

In this scene, the divine light fell to the ground, leaving behind an inscription. Qiu Yuan enlightened Dao from the wall, and gradually summarized the creation of Taiqing Qigong.

The divine light, perhaps the power of a strong man in the palace, caused the aftermath, or perhaps the wreckage fell after the shrine was shattered.

When Yan Zhaoge approached the light and shadow of the printing pad, his eyes suddenly went dark, as if the world collapsed.

After trying to figure out the faint traces left in the printing platform, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt awe-inspiring. As the image in his mind changed, he seemed to vaguely see that the fragments of something, traveling through time and space, fell from the sky, and fell into the Eight Great World.

Qiu Yuan obtained this thing and used it as a foundation to create the Guangcheng Tianzhang.

Although the image is simple, it is very important for Yan Zhaoge to feel the throbbing of his heart and know the fragments of that thing.

Yan Zhaoge looked carefully, the fragments fell, and a figure was faintly visible from the open void all the way up.

The fragments did not seem to fall unintentionally, but were thrown down deliberately by this person.

It’s a pity that this simple idea left its mark, and it stopped until Qiu Yuanyuan came out of Guangcheng Tianzhang.

Yan Zhaoge was slightly upset.

After calming down for a while, Yan Zhaoge thought: “This fragment, I haven’t heard anyone mention it, is it lost in the early years, or because it is too important, only the most core and senior members of the sect can understand the situation, even the head of the sect. Single generation?”

Yan Zhaoge let out a long suffocated breath and calmed his mind: “The confusion is not resolved, but there are more and more questions, but there are also more clues and directions.”

Burying the doubts that could not be solved temporarily, Yan Zhaoge began to carefully understand the mystery of Guangcheng Tianzhang.

For some reasons, Yan Zhaoge realized that this unique school was even more handy than the previous Taiqing Qigong.

When everything was over, Yan Zhaoge slowly opened his eyes and met with Xin Dongping: “Uncle Lao is here.”

Xin Dongping took a deep look at Yan Zhaoge and shook his head: “It’s okay, go and practice hard.”

Yan Zhaoge left the arsenal Jinglou, and Ahu was already waiting outside the door with Panpan. Seeing Yan Zhaoge came out, he smiled and said, “My son, is it solved?”

“It’s all about swallowing dates. Go back and try to practice slowly.” Yan Zhaoge waved his hand: “Go back now.”

Panpan flew up again, this time Yan Zhaoge didn’t stop it, and hugged the big fluffy ball.

Panpan now has a size similar to that of the giant panda in Yan Zhaoge’s memory. Although he is still a bit bigger, it is not at least not as aggressive as an elephant as before.

Back to the residence, Yan Zhaoge practiced with peace of mind.

One day, when he walked out of the door facing the morning sun and the sun, Yan Zhaoge suddenly moved in his heart, silently calculated the days, and walked out.

Ahu followed him and asked curiously: “My son, where is this going?”

Yan Zhaoge sighed: “Go to find the master, today is Brother Shi’s death day, I will also go to Zhuxiang.”

Ahu blinked and realized what was going on. He didn’t speak, and honestly followed Yan Zhaoge.

Walking all the way between the mountains, Yan Zhaoge climbed up a small hill, and as expected, two people were standing there.

A tall and mighty man is the master Bo Shitie.

Behind him, Xu Fei stood.

Xu Fei looked solemn, and when he saw Yan Zhaoge and Ahu arrived, he nodded slightly, not at all the relaxed and bold smiles on his face in the past.

Shi Tie turned his head and looked over: “Zhao Ge is here? I’m interested.”

Yan Zhaoge and Shi Tie saw the ceremony: “Master, I’m sorry.”

Shi Tie’s face was calm, as usual: “I’m fine.”

He turned his head and moved forward again, his gaze fell on a tomb, although simple, but the surroundings were unusually clean, without any weeds.

A tombstone stands in front of the tomb with the words “Tomb of Aiko Shi Songtao”.

On both sides of this burial mound, there are also two burial mounds standing separately.

Both Yanzhaoge and Ahu were silent. The two tombs were also erected in front of the tombs, indicating that they belonged to Shi Tie’s daughter-in-law and grandson.

The three burial mounds are actually full-clothed burial mounds, but this is even more confusing, because the three of Shi Songtao’s family were killed, and even the bones were not recovered.

Yan Zhaoge and others stood silently behind Shi Tie, and it was always a great sorrow for the white-haired person to send the black-haired person.

Looking at Shi Songtao’s name, Yan Zhaoge appeared in his mind a figure of a young man with a strong face. His facial features were 90% similar to Shi Tie’s feet. The father and son were almost carved out of the same mold.

Yan Zhaoge himself had not personally contacted this senior brother Shi, and his understanding of it all came from the memory of the original owner of the body.

Shi Songtao’s age is a bit older than Xu Fei. When he became famous in the Eight Great World and was hailed as the proud son of the new generation of Guangcheng Mountain, Yanzhaoge was still a child and just started martial arts.

Compared to the upright and serious Shi Tie, Shi Songtao is more gentle, but both father and son are equally enthusiastic.

When Xu Fei and Yan Zhaoge were adolescents, they were given the guidance and attention of this older brother.

At that time, Shi Songtao was also an energetic young Tianjiao. He even married his lover and gave birth to Lin’er early, which was extremely happy.

Even Shi Tie enjoyed the happiness of family in those years, and he usually smiled a lot more on his face.

But unfortunately, all of this is now a thing of the past.

The stone iron stands there, and the whole person is like a statue, which seems to have been standing on the spot for thousands of years.