Heavenly God Mnemonic

"This Martial Soul Seal... This Martial Soul Seal is..."

Yang Zhao's face was pale, and his lips trembled so much that he couldn't speak.

Yang Qingxuan said in his heart: "This is indeed the Martial Soul Seal", and hurriedly asked: "What happened to this Martial Soul Seal?"

Yang Zhao didn't seem to hear him, his eyes were always fixed on the mark, his thin body ricketed even harder, and he kept muttering to himself: "How can this be... how can this be..."

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly supported Yang Zhao, and sat down on a stone bench, trying to pour a glass of water for Yang Zhao to stabilize his mood, but just now, after fighting with Su Ying, all the earthenware pots and bowls in the house shattered. Now, where to find tea.

Sitting on the stone bench, Yang Zhao trembled uncontrollably, murmured, "Wrong, it turns out that everything was wrong..."

Yang Qingxuan asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?" Seeing that Yang Zhao didn't answer, fearing that it would intensify the irritation to him, he hurriedly covered the Martial Soul seal on his left shoulder, and said: "Grandpa, you take a break first, don't think about it. Too much."

Yang Zhao shook his head slightly, and said, "Let me see the Martial Soul Seal."

Yang Qingxuan was unwilling, but he couldn't violate it, so he had to show the mark again, like a cloud of fire, but with a hint of purple.

Yang Zhao stretched out his hand and drew a few circles around the mark, never daring to touch the mark, and finally sighed: "Sure enough, there can be no mistake."

Yang Qingxuan saw that he said "wrong" for a while, and then "it can't be wrong" for a while, and he didn't know what it meant, so he didn't dare to interrupt.

At this moment, Yang Zhao's face was extremely pale. He was too excited before, and now he was extremely stimulated. His emotions went up and down, and he looked older than before. He sat there in a daze.

Yang Qingxuan stood by and didn't know what to say. Seeing that Yang Zhao was in a daze, he let him go, and it was inconvenient to disturb him, so as not to recover and get emotional.

Not long afterwards, Su Ze sent someone to deliver the Qi Condensing Pill, as if he was afraid that Yang Zhao would repent, and the efficiency was very high.

The pill giver was full of doubts, and I really didn't understand how King Jin would know a garbage worker. But that person is the confidant of King Jin, don't know what you shouldn't know, so that you can live long.

In addition to giving away soul condensing pills, King Jin also sent a crystal card of 10,000 gold coins to cover the expenses of his grandfather and grandson.

Yang Qingxuan opened the jade box, and an antique, milky white pill lay in it. It is as round as a pearl and emits a faint fragrance, refreshing just by smelling it.

"Su Ze is also a trustworthy person, this soul condensing pill is of very high quality."

Yang Zhao's voice suddenly came.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, turned around and said with joy, "Grandpa, are you all right?"

Yang Zhao nodded, the whole person was much older, with complicated meaning in his eyes, raised his hand and gently touched Yang Qingxuan's face.

Yang Qingxuan looked at Grandpa's old appearance, feeling uncomfortable, and said, "Grandpa, take a break."

Yang Zhao shook his head slightly and said, "I'm fine, you can't take this Qi Qi Pill."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Why?"

Yang Zhao sighed for a long time, his lips trembled slightly, and said, "The martial soul mark on your shoulder is not handed down, but it was forcibly poured into your body by a powerful man. This martial soul is called'天下Enemy' is one of the ten most powerful spirits in the world today. It is masculine and strong and extremely domineering. If you accidentally touch it, your current cultivation base will be wiped out in an instant."

Yang Qingxuan was shocked. No wonder his body was constantly being swallowed up by this martial soul seal when he was on earth. It turned out that it was for this reason. He was shocked: "Who can martial soul be forcibly saved? Who is that person? Why do you do this?"

Yang Zhao said: "I can only guess one or two of the reasons, but I dare not fully confirm it. I will find a way to help you temporarily seal the martial arts seal, and then you will practice physical arts until you reach the level of a yellow turban master, and then practice. Qihuayin, condenses one's own martial soul, so the danger is much less."

"Body refining?"

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Isn't there no future for body refining?"

Yang Zhao said: "There is no future? Humph, now the body refining is indeed declining, but in ancient times, a person with a physical body can shake the earth and chase the sun and the moon, and the power is no worse than the current warrior. However, The decline of body training is an indisputable fact, and I am not letting you go the way of body training. I just cultivate to the yellow turban master and then condense the martial spirit."

Yang Qingxuan said, "I understand."

Yang Zhao waved his hand and said, "Go and rest. I want to be alone."

Yang Qingxuan still has many questions in his heart, such as Yang Zhao's strength, why he must pretend to be a cleaner and hide in the academy. Judging from his previous life experience, there must be great secrets. And who is the person who gave his martial soul? Why do this?

But seeing Yang Zhao's tired face, he couldn't bear to ask, "Grandpa also rest early."

After that, he went back to his bedroom, did not sleep, but meditated cross-legged. He didn't dare to sleep, for fear of Yang Zhao's symptoms.

Sitting down cross-legged, I quickly settled into concentration.

Several hours later, Yang Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of the bed, and was shocked to find that he was actually asleep!

This made him startled in a cold sweat and rushed out of the bedroom, only to find that Yang Zhao had disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan became a little surprised, and saw a letterhead, a book, and a piece of warm white jade left on the table.

The book is written with animal skins, and it seems to have been turned many times, with some folds, and three big red characters printed on it: Six Sun Palm.

The jade bi is flawless, but also ordinary. The shape of a dragon is clearly outlined on it, and there is nothing peculiar about it.

Yang Qingxuan picked up the letterhead and read:

"I have something to leave, don't worry. Wuhun's'Enemies under the World' have been sealed with my secret technique, but this Wuhun is too terrifying and won't last long. You must rely on your own strength to check it."

"I will go here indefinitely. If I don't return within three months, I will take care of everything from now on. This piece of white jade is very important. Don't leak it until you get the power of heaven!"

"I see that you are proficient in palm, but not powerful enough, so I left this mysterious martial art'Six Sun Palm' with you. This palm is very masculine and strong, suitable for the Yang family bloodline. Unfortunately I can't teach it myself, but The profound meanings are all detailed inside, so you can figure it out."

"But I hope that one day, I can see with my own eyes, you are standing on the pinnacle of this world, and you are king over the world. Just like the strong men of the Yang family!"

"Don't come to me, remember, remember!"

Yang Qingxuan rushed out of the house, where there was still Yang Zhao's shadow.

He stayed for a while, and said in his heart: "Grandpa left without saying goodbye, thinking that he was stimulated by that Martial Soul Seal."

He pulled down the clothes on his left shoulder and found that the Martial Soul Seal had indeed disappeared. Under the slight perception, there seems to be a misty connection, but it is not very clear.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his left shoulder, and a wave of ripples appeared around the original mark, which was fleeting.

The ethereal connection was suppressed and disappeared.