Seeing that everyone's spirits were boosted, Qing Buli nodded in relief, turned around and said, "Yikun, Wu Hao, Si Feiyu, Qi Yi, the four of you help me open the ancient passage together, Lu Jiangpeng, Jiang Yi, you The two of you can do it."
"Yes, obey the law!"
The six responded in unison.
Except for Lu Jiangpeng and Jiang Yi, the other five people's aura spread out, and their robes flew automatically without wind, and they flew up into the sky slowly.
There was a strange look in Yang Qingxuan's eyes. He used to think that a strong man in the original martial arts realm must have mastered some kind of dexterous power to fly against the wind, or be as light as a feather, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. .
Around the five people, there is only a slight wind flowing, which is very normal, and it is not quite like the body is as light as a feather.
"How did they do that?"
Yang Qingxuan pondered, full of doubts.
The five elders lifted off into the sky, and immediately attracted the admiration of all the students, all of them were full of passion and admiration.
Of the seven elders of Tiancong, it is usually impossible to see any of them, let alone the seven gathered together, and five of them jointly cast spells.
The five elders were thirty-four feet apart in the air, forming a circle, raising their hands to form a formula.
In an instant, soul light surged from everyone's body, and the seals in their hands changed, playing all kinds of strange runes in the middle.
Each rune is condensed by true essence, and the CD causes a burst of space fluctuations.
And those runes are gathered together but not scattered, and they are arranged in the middle, as if they are arranged according to some rules.
Yang Qingxuan had one eyelid, and said inwardly, "Yaozu script? No, no, it's somewhat similar to Yaozu script, but it's not Yaozu script."
He looked at Meng Rui, but saw Meng Rui watching intently, without blinking his eyes, so it was difficult to ask anything.
"This is the formula of nothingness and desolation, which is specially used to open the ancient path of Xutian."
Lu Jiangpeng appeared next to Yang Qingxuan at some point, seeing him full of doubts, he explained with a smile.
For Yang Qingxuan, he liked it more and more.
Not only because Yang Qingxuan inexplicably cured his serious illness, which greatly increased his strength and swept away years of depression.
It's not only because Yang Qingxuan's superior strength can help him win in the martial arts show in the near future, which will make him look good.
It is also because Yang Qingxuan's talent for body training is indeed a genius that is rare in ten thousand years, so he cherishes each other and can't put it down.
Even if he can't accept him as an apprentice, he is still willing to be like a teacher and a father, and pass on all the knowledge he has learned throughout his life.
"The Art of Nothingness and Desolation? What a weird name."
When Yang Qingxuan heard the name of this exercise, his heart moved inexplicably.
The rest of the students also came over and listened with pricked ears.
Lu Jiangpeng nodded and said: "This method is full of magic, but it is obscure and difficult to understand. These seals are not written by humans, nor written by monsters, nor are they written by any race in the world today. It has been handed down from ancient times. No one knows how ancient the scriptures are.”
Meng Rui was also startled, and said in surprise, "Could it be a secret script handed down from the Middle Ages?"
"Oh? You also know the ancient secret texts?" Lu Jiangpeng was a little surprised, looked at Meng Rui a few more times, nodded and said, "It's just one of the ancient secret texts, and its origins are beyond test."
Meng Rui said in surprise: "Those who can master the secret texts of the Middle Ages have long since ceased to exist. It is really surprising that Tiancong Academy has left a set of formulas."
Lu Jiangpeng chuckled, blinked and said, "Actually, we don't know the connotation of this set of scriptures anymore, it's just passed down from generation to generation. You know, the history of Tiancong Academy is much longer than that of Cangnan Kingdom."
Du Ruo was also full of respect, nodded and said: "Tiancong Academy is not only the number one school in the Northern Five Kingdoms, but also enjoys a reputation even among the middle-earth families in the Xuanye Continent. I have heard it mentioned many times by the masters."
"Oh? The masters of Yunqian Palace also mentioned our Tiancong Academy?"
Lu Jiangpeng was taken aback for a moment, and became interested, full of complacency and pride.
Du Ruo smiled slightly, respectfully, clasped his fists and said: "Reporting to Elder Lu, the Palace Master once said that Tiancong Academy has a long history and is comparable to the five top sects of the Zhongtu family. College. It’s just that they migrated to the north for some reason, and gradually faded out of the mainland disputes, enjoying this paradise.”
Lu Jiangpeng sighed: "Yes, the academy did migrate from Middle-earth. It was a long time ago. As for why, I don't know. But the time has passed, the sea has changed, and the gates that stood side by side with the academy a long time ago How is the big faction safe now? But the college lives in a corner alone, and has passed on the mantle for thousands of years. Maybe this is what the lord who was in charge of the college thought in his heart?"
Everyone was amazed, they didn't expect the academy to have such a long history.
Hearing such secrets, a burst of pride filled his chest, and he had a sense of honor and belonging to the academy.
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "So, this emptiness and desolation art is such a long-standing thing?"
Lu Jiangpeng nodded and said: "Exactly. Unfortunately, it has been passed down through the generations, and in our generation, no one knows the meaning of this set of seals. In fact, our seven elders have studied it carefully. This kind of change must have other magical effects, but it is a pity that it has been lost."
Everyone felt sorry and lamented.
Du Ruo said with a smile: "Actually, the seven elders can bring this set of formulas to the Middle-earth world. For example, our Yungan Palace has a vast collection of books. Maybe we can find some clues to this kind of medieval secret text."
Lu Jiangpeng gave her a blank look, and said, "It is absolutely impossible for Yunqian Palace to use this emptiness and desolation art."
Du Ruo smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm just suggesting, let's study together."
Lu Jiangpeng snorted, "It's not okay to study together. People in our academy can do research by themselves."
Seeing that he was so stubborn, Du Ruo smiled lightly and said no more.
At this moment, more and more Yinguang gathered among the five elders, connected together in a certain order, and began to move and run.
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, and his pupils shrank suddenly. The state of those runes at the moment was like in the stratum of the ancient temple, where hundreds of millions of runes were used by enemies in the world to condense into sun, moon and star wheels!
Shocked in his heart, he said in secret, "Could it be that these talismans are actually condensed into some kind of weapon in their current state?"
Those runes are relatively scattered, and there are only 20,000 to 30,000 runes. Compared with the hundreds of millions of runes on the sun, moon and star wheel, it is undoubtedly a competition between fireflies and bright moons.
"Did I guess wrong?"
Yang Qingxuan became suspicious.
At this moment, those sigils condensed with certain rules slowly rotated in the air, shooting out thousands of rays of light, like a round of bright sun in the sky, hurting people's eyes.
(end of this chapter)