Chapter 903: Heavenly Works Catalogue!

After nearly half a day of iron rectification by Elder Qing Xuan, Jianzong gradually settled down, and no one dared to make trouble.
The only thing he regrets is that with Ye Chen's battle with Ling Xuanzi, Jianzong was destroyed too much, especially the first peak, which was almost pierced by a hard life, and it was easy to repair.
Soon, night fell.
The Ninth Peak, Guquan, Li Kang, and others stood quietly in the darkness, looking from time to time to Ye Wushuang's peak.
There, there were faintly two similar figures, and from time to time there were several pleasant laughter.
After elder brother Li Kang retracted his gaze, he couldn't help but said, "I really didn't expect that the elder brother of the younger brother was so powerful. It is like a dream today."
"Yeah, you don't know the moment when Elder Qing Xuan was captured, I even thought that we would be gone forever ..."
The old man Gu Quan was shocked, and immediately said in awe: "Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Ye Shangxian came. It can be said that he is a life-saving benefactor for all of us!"
The rest of the people were also grateful. It is indeed what happened today, and it cannot be overstated to describe it as thrilling.
While some people were talking, Hua Ling suddenly said nervously: "Brother, I just heard that Ye Shangxian and Xiao Shi were talking about a woman named Ning Ruolan, will they ..."
She actually wanted to say whether the woman named Ning Ruolan was a woman like Ye Wushuang.
But as soon as the words came to her mouth, she found that several brothers looked at herself with ambiguous expressions, and her face turned red.
"Oh, our little sister seems to be thinking of spring ..." Master Gu Quan said with a smile.
"It's not just Sichun!"
The second elder brother Li Kang frowned for a while: "I see clearly that I want to wear my eyes, and I want to drool ..."
"Screw you!"
"Brother, second brother, you all bully me ..."
"Hahaha ..."
There was a noise in this silent night, like a bamboo, and silent with Dongfeng Runwu.
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"Brother, I left to protect my sister-in-law that day, so I had to break the sword under pressure. At that time I thought I was dead ..."
"After I woke up, I found that I came to a martial arts school called Wan Jiange in Kunlun Market, and an old man named Wan Jian old man rescued me ..."
At the peak of the ninth peak, Ye Wushuang in white clothes stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, facing the cold wind and Ye Chen, one by one, describing his passing to Kunlun Market.
"Wanjian Pavilion? Old Man Wanjian?"
Ye Chen heard the words, and suddenly felt a little stunned. The old man with Wanjian in his mouth was obviously the old donkey-riding beggar who had left without Wushuang.
Thinking of this, he was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but slowly said, "How did you come to this Jianzong later?"
"Because Wanjiange was destroyed!"
Ye Wushuang gradually exuded a bit of chill, his eyes were faintly covered by frost: "Half a month after I woke up in Wanjiange, the Xiao family, one of the twelve ancients, aggressively attacked Wanjiange."
Ye Chen nodded secretly.
This is similar to what he learned from Shi Qianhan's mouth. On the same day, he went to Han Guo to look for Qian Qian, and met Shi Qianhan on the way back, just meeting the Xiao family's warrior.
It was also at that time that he learned that the Xiao family had destroyed Wan Jiange, and before he wanted to come to the Kingdom of Han, Ye Wushuang arrived at Wan Jiange, and the time just matched.
Ye Chen frowned slightly: "Why did the Xiao family destroy Wanjian Pavilion?"
As members of the Twelve Great Ancient Clan, the Xiao family, regardless of their heritage or status, is above Wanjiange. It is logically not necessary to deal with such a martial art so much, and to kill it all.
"That day, the Xiao family used Wan Jiange to tie up the disciples of Xiao family, and wanted to break into Wan Jiange. In fact, this was just a crime to be added, and it was done on a false way!"
Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed coldly: "What they really want is the catalogue of heavenly works treasured by Wan Jiange for thousands of years!"
The words dropped, and a gray bag suddenly shot out of his sleeve robe, a bit like a puppet, and his mouth was very small.
However, under the induction of Ye Chen, it was found that it was not like a storage device such as a storage bag, but instead was made of an animal skin, which could be large or small.
Ye Wushuang took out a cyan scroll from it: "Brother, this thing is a heavenly work catalog!"
"what?"
Ye Chen's eyes had a hint of surprise: "It turned out to be a scroll? People in Wanjiange know how to make scrolls?"
The so-called scrolls are the things used by the practice world to memorize information. They are somewhat similar to books in the ordinary population.
However, unlike books, what is recorded on the scroll is not the most direct words and patterns, but is used by spiritualists to imprint memories on the scroll.
In other words, the scroll is actually a carrier of memory, which can only be read by people who are proficient in spiritual power.
"I don't know this either!"
Ye Wushuang is also puzzled: "Wan Jiange cultivates martial arts, but the thing inherited from the millennium is spiritual memory. As far as I know, Wan Jiange has not inherited the secrets of the Heavenly Works Catalogue. "
"That's kind of fun!"
Ye Chen picked it up, holding both ends of the scroll in his forehead with both hands, urging God to read the message on the scroll.
A few seconds later, he slowly put down the scroll in his hands, his face changing constantly, as if digesting the memories in his mind.
Seeing that he didn't look right, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what's wrong?"
"Wan Jiange is destroyed, it's not wrong!"
Ye Chen shook his head slightly and frowned, "Once this thing is passed out, it will definitely set off a great storm in Kunlun Market!"
Having said that, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Wushuang: "It is recorded in the catalogue of Heavenly Works that thousands of years ago, a group of people known as Heavenly Workers created a ship. According to records, this ship can cross the void and reach the sky the other side!"
Rao is extraordinary in sight. He is also shocked at the places he sees, not by the ship that can cross the void, but by the presence of such capable people on this earth.
"Brother means, this heavenly map is the structural drawing of that ship?" Ye Wushuang moved.
"Good!"
Ye Chen nodded slightly. He couldn't help wondering whether the ghost ship was also from the hands of the Tiangong family.
If so, then things are starting to get a little messy again. After all, it is reasonable to say that the ancient ship should lead to the ancient and ancient world, and the Wanjian Pavilion above the earth is related to the ancient and ancient world.
The Tiangong Atlas records that these Tiangong people left the earth in a ship that they built.
Did it go to the ancient world?
Or is it an unknown ancient road in the sky?
Reconnecting with the message he received from Su Qilin's spirit, he couldn't help but be curious about what happened in the catastrophe five hundred years ago.
According to Su Qilin's memory, the catastrophe five hundred years ago caused the saints to fall almost, or they chose reincarnation and slept.
And more existence and power, but trying to leave the earth.
Just like the Tiangong tribe, as soon as anticipation of the coming of the calamity, the God ship was built in advance and left the earth!
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(Ps: There are two chapters today. I have a bit of a stale card. Let me understand the outline, and try to change it as much as possible tomorrow. The main thing is that this book has 2 million words. The outline set before has been written!