Yang Qingxuan said: "Why don't you give it to me after deciphering everything?"
Wu Qiyue said softly: "I don't know much about some things, and I'm afraid I'll mislead Brother Qingxuan, so I'll give it to you first."
Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and his intuition made him feel that something was wrong, and suddenly said: "Are you leaving?"
Wu Qiyue's body trembled, and she forced a smile and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yang Qingxuan stared at her seriously, and said, "I think you've been avoiding something, can you tell me?"
Wu Qiyue showed a look of embarrassment, and begged: "Brother Qingxuan, can you stop asking? If one day I think it's okay, I will definitely tell you."
Yang Qingxuan sighed: "Is it because my strength is not enough?"
Wu Qiyue stretched out two fingers, pressed his lips, shook her head lightly, and said: "Of course not, it's my fault, don't think about it."
Yang Qingxuan couldn't bear to embarrass her, nodded, and said: "If one day you feel suitable, let me know."
"Well, I definitely will."
Wu Qiyue smiled, but the smile was a little forced, a little sad.
Yang Qingxuan wanted to say something, but Wu Qiyue had already turned around and drifted away, leaving only the silk book on the table.
Yang Qingxuan was a little sad, this mysterious girl didn't know what was in her heart, but she couldn't do anything about it.
"Power, power!"
Yang Qingxuan's ten fingers gripped tightly, his face full of determination.
"Hehe, what you think in your heart is right."
Hua Jieyu suddenly said: "The reason why she doesn't want to tell you something is because your strength is too scumbag."
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Of course I know that in this world, the strong are respected, and there is nothing that cannot be solved by strength. It's just that you don't have to say it so bluntly, can you save me some face?"
"Hey, what do you need to save face? Don't you know that scumbags don't have face?" Hua Jieyu mocked playfully.
Yang Qingxuan froze for a moment, wanting to get angry, but what he said was very reasonable, and he didn't know how to get angry, so he could only sigh.
After a long time, I asked, "Do you have any ways to quickly improve your strength?"
Hua Jieyu said indifferently: "No. Strength is achieved step by step. Anyone who wants to increase strength quickly is already on the wrong path."
Yang Qingxuan was startled, he didn't understand this truth, so he calmed down, got rid of his anxiety, took the silk book that Wu Qiyue left on the table, and read it carefully.
The handwriting on the silk book was clear and meaningful, just as beautiful and elegant as the person. It analyzed the characters of the Desolate race thoroughly, and all kinds of unclear points were marked with thoughts and opinions, which were very detailed.
After Yang Qingxuan finished reading it, he had a comprehensive understanding of the two scriptures.
Both scriptures talk about something called "Desolation Qi", and the practice of this Desolate race revolves around this power, just like the true Qi of the human race.
And some of the indescribable supernatural powers in it also need to be used with the help of desolation.
"It's no wonder that the supernatural powers of these two scriptures have been lost. It turns out that it is completely different from the practice of refining weapons and concentrating souls. It is equivalent to finding another way. If you want to practice this wildness, it will be unpredictable, and gradually no one cares about it."
Yang Qingxuan made a good guess about the reason, and there were still dozens of ambiguities in it that he didn't understand clearly.
Furthermore, this barrenness is a brand-new method of cultivation. Tiancong Academy has stood on the mainland for thousands of years, and many amazing and brilliant people have emerged, but no one has practiced it. He will not be arrogant and think that he is stronger than his predecessors.
Immediately, he put away the two scriptures and went out.
The teacher who was guarding the door convulsed and asked, "Are you awake? The dean has come to visit many times. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."
Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists and bowed, and followed the teacher.
Soon, the teacher took him to a side hall, which was not big, but very spacious and transparent, and said: "Master Dean ordered that if you wake up, you will be brought here directly. I will inform the dean now , you wait a moment."
Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry."
The teacher nodded slightly and left.
Yang Qingxuan looked around, then sat cross-legged and began to practice.
After about an incense stick, I heard footsteps, and just opened my eyes, I saw Young Master Jin in the hall, looking at him with a smile, and said: "Finally woke up, I am waiting for you."
Yang Qingxuan asked strangely: "Wait for me?"
"It's just waiting for you. If you can't wait any longer, it may be a mistake."
Another voice came, standing in front of the main hall was a wonderful young girl with a purple jacket and flower skirt, as beautiful as peaches and plums, it was Yin Yao.
Seeing these two people, Yang Qingxuan immediately guessed a bit, and said, "Five Kingdoms Competition?"
Mr. Jin nodded and said: "Exactly, you are unconscious, but the dean is in a hurry."
Yang Qingxuan said with a smile: "Tiancong Academy has strong people like clouds, if there are many, I will not be many, and if there are few, there will be many, so there is no need to rush."
"snort."
There was a cold snort, and the figure in the hall flashed, Fu Zhuo appeared out of thin air, looked at him coldly, and said: "I think so too."
Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly. He didn't know why Fu Zhuo had such strong hostility, but in his eyes, these people were just children.
Children naturally have a child's temper, not to mention that everyone is a genius, he didn't care about it, he just smiled back.
But Fu Zhuo obviously didn't appreciate it, and still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"Yang Qingxuan, you finally woke up, I'm so worried, haha!"
Qing Buli's voice came from outside the hall, and when the last laugh came out, the person had already landed in the hall.
There were three other people who came with them, namely Wu Hao, King Jin, and Lu Yifan.
King Jin was also full of joy, and Lu Yifan also greeted everyone one by one in a friendly manner.
Yang Qingxuan stood up, clasped his fists together and said, "Thank you Dean and King Jin for your concern, I made everyone worry."
"well!"
There was light in Qing Buli's eyes, and he said with great joy: "Dzogchen! You have finally stepped into Dzogchen, and you are both real martial arts and jade bones!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Mr. Jin and the others changed suddenly, showing shock.
Fu Zhuo narrowed his eyes even more, and his eyes flickered with light, as if he had something in his heart.
Yang Qingxuan's breath is restrained, like an ordinary person, making it hard to see the depth.
Young Master Jin and the others thought it was strange before, thinking that he had practiced the technique of inner breathing to hide his own cultivation, so he had already stepped into Dzogchen, the same level as himself and others, no wonder he couldn't find out.
The King of Jin was also pleased and said: "Now that the competition of the Five Kingdoms is underway, the chances of winning will be even greater."
Yang Qingxuan said: "King Jin's words are serious, it is enough not to hold back."
Fu Zhuo's face was sullen, quite dissatisfied, he folded his hands in front of him, and snorted coldly.
Qing Buli saw the demeanor of these people, stroked his beards, and said calmly: "Today, you are called here to discuss the matter of the Great Competition of the Five Kingdoms."
(end of this chapter)