After Yang Qingxuan left Wu Qiyue's dormitory, he searched for Qing and found that Qing was not there, so he had to go back to Yinglongtan to look for Lu Jiangpeng, but Lu Jiangpeng was not there.
"At this time, where are the dean and Elder Lu?"
Yang Qingxuan pondered for a moment, then 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 they took the initiative to step aside to make way.
Many students even stopped to salute and pay respects to him.
Yang Qingxuan returned the greetings one by one with a smile. The battle with Ye Mingchuan made him truly famous in the academy, and even shook the entire Cangnan Kingdom, but he didn't know it in the secluded campus.
"Yang Qingxuan, it's Yang Qingxuan!"
Several girls walking towards him suddenly caught a glimpse of Yang Qingxuan, and all of them screamed, with red hearts in their eyes, they ran up and surrounded him.
Several girls took out a letter from their bags, stuffed it into his hands, and ran away shyly with eyes full of affection.
Those letter papers all had a faint pink fragrance, and they were covered with red hearts. Yang Qingxuan took out one and looked at it. It said: "Yang Qingxuan, I want to give birth to a monkey for you, Zhang Xiu'e who loves you."
"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 with a flash of his figure, it turned into a streamer and flew away.
"Yang Qingxuan, I love you, I love you!"
The group of girls shouted heart-piercingly, with tears of love in their eyes, and a few girls at the real martial arts level took off their wings and chased after them.
Yang Qingxuan felt dizzy for a while, and changed his posture a few times in the air before throwing all the girls away, and then went to a quiet small courtyard.
"Mr. Ding Yuan."
Yang Qingxuan landed in front of the small courtyard and shouted loudly.
"Is it Yang Qingxuan? Come in."
Ding Yuan's voice came from within the bamboo forest, and the door of the small courtyard opened automatically with a "squeak".
Inside the bamboo grove, there was a stone table. Qing Buli, Lu Jiangpeng, Wu Hao, and Ding Yuan were all gathered around the stone table, discussing something, and when he came, they just raised their heads and said hello. .
On the contrary, Ding Yuan was more enthusiastic, and said with a smile: "Are your injuries healed?"
Yang Qingxuan clasped his fists and said, "Thank you sir for your concern, everything is healed." He looked at the other three and said, "President, they are..."
Ding Yuan smiled and said: "Study one of the three most important treasures of my Haoran Academy - the ancient scroll of interrogation."
A look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he snorted, "This ancient scroll has been in our academy for many years, and countless geniuses have studied it, but they still can't figure it out. How can they decipher it in a short period of time?"
Yang Qingxuan also became curious and said: "It's so amazing, I don't know if I can..."
"Come on, come on."
Lu Jiangpeng was already waving, and said, "With your talent, you might be able to tell the name at a glance."
Qing Buli and Wu Hao also raised their heads, thinking of Yang Qingxuan's talent, they couldn't help showing some hope in their eyes.
Yang Qingxuan froze for a moment, and saw that the eyes of all three were red and swollen, bloodshot in their eyes, as if they had cried a lot.
"what happened?"
He mumbled a few times in his heart, but felt very strange, walked forward, and saw a volume of booklets spread on the stone table, which were pieces of jade, connected by gold thread.
The jade piece is engraved with exquisite small seal characters, but the handwriting is flying like a dragon and a phoenix, and it is unreadable.
Yang Qingxuan asked in shock: "Secret texts from ancient times?"
Lu Jiangpeng nodded and said, "Exactly. Although I don't understand the characters, there is a strong sadness in the whole ancient scroll. Those who hear it feel sad, and those who read it cry."
Looking at the words, Yang Qingxuan felt inexplicably uncomfortable, couldn't help crying, and choked up, saying: "I also found out... woo... woo..."
"Wow... so uncomfortable...!"
No longer caring about the occasion, the sadness in his heart poured out all at once, and he lay down on the table and howled loudly.
The three of Lu Jiangpeng wiped away their tears, distraught.
Especially when Yang Qingxuan cried sadly, the atmosphere engulfed the three of them even more, and soon the four of them hugged each other and cried together.
Ding Yuan laughed a few times, stepped forward, rolled up the booklet, and put it away.
The crying stopped suddenly.
The four of them looked at each other a few times, feeling embarrassed, their faces blushing.
Especially Qing Buli, who is the number one person in the Northern Five Kingdoms and the dean of Tiancong Academy, was crying like rain, his eyes were red and swollen, if word spread, his jaw would drop in shock.
"Cough, cough cough."
Qing Buli immediately coughed a few times, and said awkwardly: "This ancient scroll of interrogation is so powerful."
"Yes, yes, it's amazing."
Lu Jiangpeng and Wu Hao were also extremely embarrassed, they lowered their heads and responded, feeling ashamed to raise their heads.
Yang Qingxuan wiped away his tears, although he was also embarrassed, but the old men were crying like this, and he was relieved. At the same time, there was a storm in his heart, what happened to the ancient scroll, it would have such a tragic effect.
Ding Yuan saw the doubt in his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "This ancient scroll was left by a strong man named Wenqing a long time ago. It is said that all his martial arts are contained in this ancient scroll. It's a pity that there are very few people who understand it."
Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and he said: "Very few? It means... someone else has figured it out?"
Ding Yuan nodded and said: "Three hundred years ago, there was a dean of this academy who studied this volume for three years and suddenly laughed out loud a day, then burst into tears for three consecutive years. For three days and nights, the entire academy heard it, crying heartbreakingly, and those who heard it wept. Afterwards, this senior's cultivation has stepped into the heavenly position."
"Heaven?!"
Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and the boss with dilated pupils said in shock: "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?" This is what Lu Jiangpeng once told him.
Lu Jiangpeng said: "The only person is the dean of Haoran College. Afterwards, he beat all the invincible opponents in the entire Xuanye Continent, and then drifted away without a trace."
Several people fell silent, as if they were admiring the demeanor of that strong man.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "That is to say, this ancient scroll of interrogation is a skill that can make people advance to heaven?"
Ding Yuan said: "It also has something to do with personal talent and chance, but for three hundred years, the most powerful person in Xuanye Continent is indeed the ancestor of Haoran Academy."
Yang Qingxuan moved his face and said: "Mr. Ding Yuan, can you let me refer to the ancient scroll for more details?"
Ding Yuan smiled and said: "This thing is too exhausting, it may not be suitable for you. But if you want to comprehend it, you can come here at any time. You know, the same exercise, different people comprehend different things Yes. Haitang has also read this ancient scroll, and realized something of her own."
(end of this chapter)