History’s Strongest Senior Brother

In Yan Zhaoge's mind, many thoughts emerged at one time, one after another.

He narrowed his eyes a little, calmed his mind, his gaze calm and calm, only revealing his longing and longing for the supremacy of this school as a younger disciple.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Xin Dongping, and Xin Dongping nodded indifferently, so Yan Zhaoge walked towards the glory of the phantom, and the whole person stepped into it.

The light and shadow of the book suddenly fell down, covering Yan Zhaoge.

A large number of words appeared in Yan Zhaoge's heart, which is the content of the second half of Taiqing Qigong.

Although there are a few shadows of Tai Qing's inheritance before the great destruction, but since the opening of the Tianqiu Qiuyuan, after the contemplation of the great powers of the Guangcheng Mountains, Taiqing Qigong itself has been quite unique to the mysterious, it can be regarded as a part. Excellent martial arts collection.

Yan Zhaoge compared it with the shrine collection he had browsed and verified it, and he gained a lot.

However, these can be slowly pondered afterwards. What Yan Zhaoge paid most attention to at the moment was contact with Taiqing Qigong Secret Biography. His own consciousness seemed to travel through time and space, and he reappeared the scene many years ago.

Infinite disasters raged, and turned upside down like the end.

A stream of light descends from the sky, breaking through the sky, tearing the endless void, and coming to the Eight Greatest World, falling into a mountain range.

On one of the peaks, a mysterious and slender trace was left.

I don't know how many years have passed since. One day, someone came here to watch the traces of the inscriptions, felt the feeling, realized the mystery, and sat in front of the mountain for many days to figure out the mood.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the face of the man, and he could know that it was the ancestor of Kaishan, Qi Tianyuan.

In this scene, the divine light fell to the ground, leaving behind the relics, Qiu Yuan realised the Tao and gradually summarized the process of creating Taiqing Qigong.

The divine light, perhaps the power of the powerful shrine, caused the aftermath, or perhaps the wreckage fell after the shrine broke down.

When Yan Zhaoge approached the light and shadow of the square printing station again, his eyes suddenly dimmed, as if a feeling of heaven and earth collapsed.

By trying to trace the faint traces left in this ink pad, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt awe-inspiring, and as the image changed in his mind, he seemed to vaguely see that fragments of something passed through time and space, descended from the sky, and fell into the Eight Greatest World.

Qiu Yuan got this thing, and used it as the foundation to create Guangchengtianzhang.

Although the image is simple, Yan Zhaoge can feel the throbbing of his own soul, knowing the fragmentation of that thing is very important.

Yan Zhaoge looked carefully, the debris fell, the void opened from the hole all the way up, a figure could be seen faintly.

The debris did not seem to fall inadvertently, but was intentionally dropped by this person.

It's a pity that this simple idea left its mark until Qiu Chuangyuan's Guangchengtianzhang was published.

Yan Zhaoge was slightly annoyed.

After calming down, Yan Zhaoge pondered: "I haven't heard anyone mention this fragment, but it was lost in the early years, or because it is too important, only the most senior core of Zongmen understands the situation, and even the head of the generation. Single pass? "

Yan Zhaoge let out a long sigh of breath and calmed his mind: "The confusion has not been resolved, but there are more and more questions, but there are more clues and directions."

Burying the temporarily unsolvable doubts in his heart, Yan Zhaoge began to realize the mystery of Guangchengtianzhang.

For some reason, Yan Zhaoge realized that this unique skill was even more handy than the previous Qigong.

When everything was over, Yan Zhaoge opened his eyes slowly and saw Xin Dongping: "There is an uncle who is a teacher."

Xin Dongping took a deep look at Yan Zhaoge and shook his head: "Why, let's practice hard."

Yan Zhaoge left the arsenal of the arsenal, and Ahu had waited outside the door with Panpan. When he saw Yan Zhaoge coming out, he smiled happily, "Master, is it solved?"

"Just swallow the date, go back and try to figure it out slowly." Yan Zhaoge waved his hand: "Now go back first."

Panpan flew up again, this time Yan Zhaoge did not stop it, hugged the big plush ball.

Now Panpan is about the same size as the giant panda in Yan Zhaoge's memory. Although he is still slightly larger, it is at least not as powerful as an elephant.

Back to the residence, Yan Zhaoge felt at ease.

One day, facing the morning sun and the sunrise, he walked out of the door, and suddenly Yan Zhaoge moved his mind, and after a moment of meditation, he walked out.

Ahu followed him and asked curiously, "Son, where are you going?"

Yan Zhaoge sighed: "Go to Master Uncle, today is Brother Shi's death day, and I will go to Zhuxiang."

Ahu blinked, reacting to what was going on, not speaking, and honestly following Yan Zhaoge.

Going all the way in the mountains, Yan Zhaoge climbed up a small hill, and really saw two people standing there.

A tall and mighty man is the master Bo Shitie.

Behind him, stood Xu Fei.

Xu Fei looked solemn, seeing Yan Zhaoge and Ahu coming, nodding lightly, not like the smiles of the past with a lighthearted smile.

Shi Tie turned his head and looked over: "Zhao Ge is here? Have intentions."

Yan Zhaoge salutes with Shi Tie: "Master Uncle, mourn."

Shi Tie's face was quiet, as always: "I'm fine."

He turned his head forward, and his eyes fell on a burial mound. Although it was simple, the surroundings were very neat and no weeds were visible.

A tombstone stood in front of the grave, and the words "Tomb of Aiko Shi Songtao" were written on it.

Two burial mounds stood on either side of the burial mound.

Both Yan Zhaoge and A Hu were silent. The two graves also had tombstones in front of the tombs, indicating their masters' status, and belonged to Shi Tie's daughter-in-law and grandson, respectively.

The three grave burial mounds are actually clothing crown burial mounds, but this is even more confounding, because Shi Songtao's family of three was killed and they couldn't find the bones.

Yan Zhaoge and others silently stood behind Shi Tie, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people.

Looking at Shi Songtao's name, Yan Zhaoge's mind emerged as a handsome young man. His facial features and Shi Tie's feet were 90% similar. The father and son were carved into a single model.

Yan Zhaoge himself did not personally have contact with this brother Shi, and his understanding came from the memory of the original owner of the body.

Shi Songtao was a bit older than Xu Fei. He became famous in the Eighth Greatest World. When he was hailed as the arrogant of the new generation of Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Zhaoge was a child and had just started to practice martial arts.

Compared with the serious and serious Shi Tie, Shi Songtao is gentler, but both father and son are equally enthusiastic.

Xu Fei and Yan Zhaoge, when they were teenagers, were all instructed and cared for by the elder brother.

At that time, Shi Songtao was also a young and arrogant person with great enthusiasm. He also got married with his lover and gave birth to Lin'er early.

Even Shi Tie enjoyed the joy of the world in those years, and there were more smiles on his face.

Unfortunately, all this is now a thing of the past.

Shi Tie stood there, and the whole person was like a statue, which seemed to have stood there for thousands of years.