Uncovering the scars of history allows me to see the bloody past clearly.

Ye Changtian walked down the steps firmly, Tang Ranyun on the side was a little nervous, he had grown so big, he had never entered this secret room, and he didn't even know about the existence of the secret room.

The passage extends to the depths, and there are many secret doors and passages, and if you go directly down the passage, you will turn into several meaningless secret rooms.

Tang Ranyun looked at Ye Changtian beside him, obviously there was no road ahead, but he still stepped forward.

Ye Changtian hugged Tang Ranyun's slender waist and said softly, "Let's go, they're already in a hurry." ”

In Tang Ranyun's shy gaze, he saw a halo of light sweeping across the craggy stone wall in front of him, and suddenly, the two appeared in a secret room, in which his father and three grandfathers were there.

Ye Changtian opened Tang Ranyun lightly, motioned for Tang Ranyun to sit aside, and sat down cross-legged, looking at the three old men in front of him and Tang Ting, and gently saluted.

After the four returned the salute, Ye Changtian was silent for a while, took out the yin-yang compass given to him by Tang Ranyun from the ring, gently placed it on the stone slab in front of him, pointed to the yin-yang compass and said, "This yin-yang compass is a gift from Dyeyun." But the owner of this compass is the ancestor of the Tang family, and Tang is cold. ”

Soup tears cold!

Soup soup snow tears cold!

Ye Changtian paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Ran Yun once said that her ancestor was Tang Shiyi, so you told the other clansmen the same." I want to know, why Tang Eleven, not Tang Twelve, or, Tang Thirteen?"

Ye Changtian's eyes became brighter under the light of the secret room, and he stared carefully at Tang Zongli, Tang Tingzui and the other four.

When Tang Zongli and the others heard Ye Changtian's words, they couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Tang Zongli and the others glanced at each other, and finally Tang Tingdrunk opened his mouth and asked: "Changtian, the name Tang Tearhan was not mentioned by the world as early as 1,500 years ago, how did you know that you have lived in Xiling for a long time?"

Ye Changtian looked at Tang Tingdrunk, and did not answer Tang Tingdrunk directly, but said slowly: "Presumably you and Ran Yun still remember the third scroll that appeared when you opened the Yin Yang Compass." ”

Tang Tingzui and Tang Ranyun nodded again and again, and Tang Ranyun even took out the scroll and unfolded it, but it was still blank.

At that time, after Ye Changtian saw this scroll, he could be described as furious, and Tang Tingdrunk was beaten for it, and it was difficult to remember it.

Ye Changtian pointed to the scroll and said, "This scroll was not blank at first, but left a sentence, which was a message from Tang Xihan to me. ”

"Message?!"

Tang Zongli, Tang Tingzui, Tang Ranyun and others were all taken aback.

A message from the ancestors?

A message to Ye Changtian?

Tang Zongli hurriedly asked, "What is written on the scroll?"

Ye Changtian smiled bitterly, glanced at Tang Ranyun, and said slowly: "On the scroll, only a fleeting sentence remains. The sentence is: Boy, it's up to you!"

"Boy, it's up to you?!"

Tang Zongli and the others were inexplicable, Tang Tingdrunk was even more confused, and Tang Ranyun was also puzzled.

Tang Zongli asked cautiously, "Master Yemen, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Changtian sighed and said, "Tang Tear Han, one of the twelve friends of Canglan, you should know this, right?"

Tang Zongli showed a shocked expression on his face, Tang Zongshan and Tang Zongming were even more shocked, pointing at Ye Changtian's hands trembling a little, knowing that the name Tang Tearhan has a history spanning 1,500 years, and those who know Canglan and know the twelve friends of Canglan, the entire Xuanling, I am afraid that there are not many people alive!

Tang Zongli's gaze was fixed on Ye Changtian, and he asked in disbelief, "Master Yemen, how did you learn about the Twelve Friends of Canglan?"

Ye Changtian smiled lightly and said, "Have you forgotten that I went to Canglan Immortal Mansion a few years ago. I still know a little about the twelve friends of Canglan. ”

Tang Zongli and the others suddenly relaxed, it turned out that they had obtained the information in the Canglan Immortal Mansion.

It's just that why did the ancestor leave such a message to Ye Changtian? What does this sentence mean?

Ye Changtian pondered for a while, and said in a slow but very powerful voice: "I know the twelve friends of Canglan. Not only that, I also know that the murder of Canglan's wife and daughter is likely to be done by one of Canglan's twelve friends!"

"What?you?!"

Tang Zongli and the others were completely shocked and stood up from the futon suddenly. Only the wealthy forces of 3,000 years ago know this secret history! And none of these forces are from Xiling!

How could Ye Changtian know this? Could it be that it was the information obtained from the Canglan Immortal Mansion?!

No!

Canglan never doubted his brother!

Ye Changtian calmed the nervous Tang Ranyun, and said to Tang Zongli and the others, who were extremely shocked: "I know, you may ask, why do I know so much, why do I know what happened three thousand years ago. ”

Ye Changtian's gaze swept over Tang Zongli, Tang Zongshan, Tang Zongming and Tang Tingdrunk, and his solemn gaze made the four of them sink in their hearts, slowly quieted down, sat on the futon, and waited for Ye Changtian's explanation.

Ye Changtian said lightly: "Because, I am the master of the Canglan Immortal Mansion!"

"Huo!"

The few people who had just sat down bounced up from the futon in an instant, and even Tang Ranyun was no exception, looking at Ye Changtian in surprise.

The Lord of the Canglan Immortal Mansion?!

How is this possible!?

In the intelligence, wasn't the Canglan Immortal Mansion entered the dimensional space by the Canglan Phantom and reincarnated again?

"You, you, you, you......"

Ye Changtian looked at a few old men who were stammering and expressed his understanding.

But Tang Ting is drunk as a middle-aged man, so he won't stutter too.

Still dyed the clouds and accidentally fell into his arms.

Tang Ranyun sat up straight suddenly, took Ye Changtian's hand, and asked nervously, "Changtian, what did you just say? You are the master of the Canglan Immortal Mansion? Is this true? How is it possible? The intelligence didn't say ......?"

Ye Changtian gently stretched out his hand, blocking Tang Ranyun's soft red lips, and said with a smile: "What you see is not necessarily the truth of the facts. What you hear is not necessarily the real voice. ”

Tang Ranyun's eyes became excited, Canglan Immortal Mansion!

The space spirit weapon left by the Canglan Immortal who flew to the Immortal Realm in the legend has countless treasures inside! It's just that the Canglan Immortal Mansion has been reincarnated for three thousand years, and no one has been recognized by the Canglan Immortal Mansion.

And now, Ye Changtian said that he was the master of the Canglan Immortal Mansion!

Tang Zongli and the others were completely shocked, which was even more shocking than Ye Changtian knowing Tang Tear Han and Canglan Twelve Friends!

The Lord of the Canglan Immortal Mansion!

It seems that everything makes sense, no wonder Ye Changtian can know Tang Tear Han, no wonder he can understand the twelve friends of Canglan. In this way, there is a certain relationship between Ye Changtian, Canglan, and Tang Tear Han.

Tang Ranyun grabbed Ye Changtian excitedly, and hurriedly asked, "Changtian, what about the Canglan Immortal Mansion, can I take a look?"

Ye Changtian pulled Tang Ranyun to sit down, shook his head slightly, and said to Tang Zongli and the others: "Now, you should know why Tang Tearhan left me a message, right? Because I am the master of the Canglan Immortal Mansion, I can be regarded as a descendant of Canglan Immortal. ”

Ye Changtian waved his hand lightly, and the phantom of the Canglan Immortal Mansion appeared, and the appearance of Zuiwei was clearly visible, especially the statues of the twelve friends in the Canglan Immortal Mansion, which made people sigh.

Ye Changtian said in a deep voice: "Canglan Immortal Mansion and Canglan Daughter Drunken Wei, everything is fine, the Weilan Pavilion of Tianmen is Canglan Immortal Mansion, taken from the two names of Zuiwei and Canglan. ”

Tang Zongli and the others sat on the futon, wheezing, this news was far beyond their imagination.

Ye Changtian turned out to be a descendant of Canglan!

Is it the person that the ancestor Tang Tear Han is waiting for?

Tang Zongli and the others were shocked for a long time, got up one after another, and under the leadership of Tang Zongli, they paid homage and said solemnly: "The thirty-seventh generation of the Tang family, Tang Zongli, bring Zongshan, Zongming, Tingdrunk, and Dye Yun to meet the descendants of Canglan. ”

As soon as Ye Changtian's soul moved, he stopped everyone's big salute, and hurriedly got up and grabbed Tang Zongli and the others, and said, "I can't afford such a big gift." As you know, this information must not be leaked. But if I don't identify myself, I won't be able to gain your full trust, and I won't be able to know what Tang Tear Han is going to do. Now, except for the people at the core of Tianmen, the entire Xuan Ling, only you know this information, and I ask you to keep it secret. ”

Tang Zongli and the others immediately swore solemnly, and even Tang Zongming, who had the lowest cultivation, wanted to commit suicide to avoid the leakage of the news, which shocked Ye Changtian in a cold sweat, this group of people can really do anything, for that trust and protection!

Tang Zongli and the others finally calmed down, and said sadly: "Master Yemen, can we go to Xiling, go to see Zuiwei, and see the suffering child?"

Ye Changtian felt a pain in his heart, compared to Zuiwei, what happened to the Tang family would not be much better, even more miserable and miserable, but the first problem they had after knowing the news was that they thought of Zuiwei and the daughter of Canglan!

This affection spans 3,000 years!

Ye Changtian nodded solemnly and said, "This is nature, and this is also my next arrangement." Before that, I want to hear the message left by Tang Tear Han. ”

Tang Zongli and the others glanced at each other, Tang Zongli sighed, and said vicissitudes: "The historical changes of three thousand years ago, we can't remember it for so long, if the Lord of the Ye Sect wants to understand the things of the ancestors, you can learn about it through here." ”

Tang Zongli took out a dagger with a cold light and pierced his left palm without hesitation, under Tang Ranyun's exclamation, in Ye Changtian's surprise.

Blood was dripping.

A golden bead, the size of a grain of wheat, also dripped from the blood.

Tang Zongli solemnly picked up the golden bead with blood, wiped it gently, and then threw it to Ye Changtian, Ye Changtian took it gently, looked at the gold bead in his hand, and looked at Tang Zongli puzzled.

Tang Zongli sighed: "In the Tang family, when everyone is born, they will be beaten into a gold bead, and this gold bead seals the diary of the ancestors. Before the ancestor ascended, he left a message: When the person I am waiting for appears, the golden bead will reappear with light and reappear as a mysterious spirit. ”

Ye Changtian pinched the gold bead in his hand, it seemed that Tang Tearhan was still prepared, but why didn't he tell himself directly in the scroll?

Ye Changtian looked at Tang Zongli and the others, Tang Zongli and the others were also looking forward to Ye Changtian, countless people in the Tang family, three thousand years of love, fifteen hundred years of suffering and protection, looking forward and waiting, there will finally be a result.

Don't let us down!

Tang Ranyun stared at Ye Changtian, Ye Changtian carefully looked at the gold bead in his hand, this gold bead made Ye Changtian think of the material of the "Xuantian Ghost Chronicle", but it was obviously not, it seemed to be a substitute.

Replacements?

Ye Changtian thought that Tang Tingzui once said that when Tang Tears and Cold were rising, he was holding a page of golden books. Could it be that these gold beads are the materials for forging the "Xuantian Ghost Document"?

Ye Changtian used his divine soul to detect, but he didn't have any induction, and he didn't have any induction when he used spiritual power to urge, so he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, does this have to bleed by himself?

Ye Changtian reluctantly cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood into it.

The red blood drowned the golden bead, and the golden bead trembled slightly, absorbing all the blood into it, and there was no reaction.

"There's movement, add some blood!" Tang Tingdrunk shouted in surprise.

"What?"

Ye Changtian has a head bag, why is his blood vessel used? It is useless to put it in Tang Zongli's blood?

Could it be that this ghost thing can still tell the blood type?