"yes, I see. ”

Regarding Yang Ye's suggestion, Qiao Xiu thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable, so he nodded and accepted it.

"The bottom three layers are all beginner boxing scores, the middle two layers are intermediate boxing scores, and the top layer has the least number of advanced boxing scores. You can start with the beginner boxing book and read through the intermediate boxing book first. ”

Then, Yang Ye specifically introduced to Qiao Xiu the classification and placement of various boxing books on the bookshelf.

"Yes, big brother. ”

Because there are not many books and the placement is simple, Qiao Xiu will understand it as soon as he hears it.

"Okay, then you can read the boxing book here with peace of mind, I still have some things to deal with. I'll come down to you when it's time, and then we'll have a meal together. ”

After introducing the placement of the boxing book, Yang Ye was ready to leave.

"Okay, I'm sorry for you, big brother. ”

"Be polite to me, come on, Qiao Xiu, the martial arts hall is all up to you next. For some reason, I always felt uneasy in my heart, as if something was going to happen to the martial arts hall. ”

"Senior brother, you may be too worried about Master, you don't have a good rest these days to feel this way. Don't worry, Master is so strong, he will definitely return safely. When the time comes, everything will naturally be solved, and the martial arts hall will be fine. ”

"Let's hope so......"

......

The two chatted a few more words, and Yang Ye turned around and left the arsenal, leaving Qiao Xiu there alone to read the boxing book.

"These punches...... The least old one is 100 years old, right?"

After Yang Ye left, Qiao Xiu walked to the front of the bookshelf, scanned all the boxing books up and down a few times, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

These books are made of special paper, which can be preserved for a long time, but it is inevitable that the years will leave traces on them.

Because many people have read it over the ages, the cover of each boxing book looks a little mottled.

"Strange, it stands to reason that when it comes to Master's realm, it should be no problem to comprehend one or two boxing techniques, why hasn't a new boxing spectrum been added here?"

Suddenly, Qiao Xiu thought of such a question.

He didn't know that these boxing books were all left by the Eight Desolation Sect Patriarchs in various transcendent eras of Blue Star's history.

Although Yang Zhen's qualifications are good, and the realm of comprehending the Eight Desolations of Boxing is also acceptable, but because Lanxing was in an extraordinary and silent era before, he has only recently begun to recover, so Yang Zhen has not had time to summarize and organize the boxing techniques he has comprehended into a boxing book.

Originally, if nothing happened, he would wait until he advanced to the Transcendent Third Order or even the Transcendent Fourth Order before leaving his fist technique.

It's a pity that the world is unpredictable, and this trip to the secret space let him stay in it forever.

"Which one should I look at first?"

Although Qiao Xiu was a little puzzled as to why there was no relatively new boxing book here, he quickly put this question behind him. He focused on the three rows of junior boxing books at the bottom of the bookshelf, looking at the number of dozens of junior boxing books at most, it was a little difficult to choose for a while.

"Forget it, anyway, the senior brother said that these junior boxing books only need to be seen, and there is no need to cultivate, so start from the third layer and come in order. ”

Finally, Qiao Xiu paid attention, walked to the end of the bookshelf, picked up the first boxing book on the third shelf and flipped through it.

Deadwood Fist!

Flipping through the cover of the boxing book in his hand, Qiao Xiu saw the name of this boxing method on the second page of the boxing book.

Looking at the name of this boxing method, as the name suggests, Qiao Xiu also had some guesses about its intention.

After looking at it, he found that as he expected, this boxing method was comprehended by a certain ancestor of the Eight Desolations Sect by observing a dead tree.

The idea of boxing takes the meaning of withering glory, and it is practiced to a high depth, which has the effect of seizing life.

"This punch is a good idea, but the moves are simpler. It seems that the primary boxing spectrum mentioned by the senior brother is not comparable to those common boxing and martial arts outside. ”

After reading this book of deadwood boxing, Qiao Xiu found that although it was classified as a beginner boxing method here, the boxing method itself was not bad, and it could even be said to be quite exquisite.

"That's right, the so-called primary, intermediate and advanced are relative, here it belongs to the boxing method with the least artistic conception, so it is classified as primary, but in essence it is still a boxing method with artistic conception, and you can comprehend the boxing intent when you practice to a high depth. Compared with those martial arts that only stay at the level of ordinary techniques, it is naturally much higher. ”

Chu Chu was a little surprised, but Qiao Xiu thought about it and quickly understood.

Originally, I heard Yang Ye say that these were elementary boxing books, and Qiao Xiu subconsciously didn't pay much attention to them, but now that he read a book of deadwood boxing, Qiao Xiu's mentality immediately changed.

So he began to read these so-called "beginner boxing books" with a more serious attitude.

The result did not disappoint him, although these boxing books have a single intention, they are all boxing techniques comprehended by the ancestors of the past dynasties in the process of observing everything in the world in the process of cultivation, each of which contains an artistic conception, which not only greatly broadened Qiao Xiu's horizons, but also gave him a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of boxing.

Because the core of the Eight Desolation Gate is fundamental, the Eight Desolation Fist is a peerless fist method from perceiving the world to destroying the world.

Therefore, after each generation of patriarchs comprehended the Eight Desolations Fist Intent from the Eight Desolations Inheritance Scroll, they would deepen their understanding of the Eight Desolations Fist Intent by constantly observing everything in the world in their subsequent cultivation.

In this process, some people like mountains and flowing water, some people like to see flowers and trees, some people like to watch thunder and lightning, and some people like to see fish, insects, birds and beasts......

Because of the differences in personality and preferences of each person, they often comprehend a certain unique artistic conception in different things, and then create a new boxing method.

The ancestors created a new boxing method through comprehension, deepened their understanding of the Eight Desolation Fist Intent, and also left a variety of inheritances, so that the Eight Desolation Gate no longer has only one invisible Eight Desolation Fist Intent.

Under the core inheritance, there are various boxing techniques as a new inheritance. In this way, the standard for accepting disciples from the Eight Desolations Sect is no longer limited to a very small number of geniuses who can comprehend the Eight Desolations' fist intent.

Disciples who can comprehend the fist intent of the Eight Desolations, as the core inner disciples of the Eight Desolations, have slightly inferior qualifications, but those who can learn those who inherit the boxing method can be used as outer disciples.

With the continuous increase of the inheritance of boxing techniques in the gate, the Eight Desolation Gate has also developed and grown in the following extraordinary eras, becoming a famous martial arts school.

It's a pity that after many changes of the times, the Eight Desolation Gate has gradually declined due to various changes.

In Yang Zhen's generation, there are only two inner disciples left, and there are very few outer disciples.

Fortunately, the most important inheritance of the Eight Desolation Gates has been preserved, and in the new transcendent era, there is always a chance to regain its glory.

It's just that because Yang Zhen died before he left the school, the burden of the development and growth of the Eight Desolation Gate fell on Yang Ye and Qiao Xiu, their generations.

......

"Qiao Xiu, Qiao Xiu. ”

"Senior brother, you're here, what time is it?"

Qiao Xiu was immersed in the boxing score, and he didn't know the passage of time for a while. It wasn't until Yang Ye came to the arsenal again that he came back to his senses.

"Well, it's almost noon, I'm a little delayed, and I'm late, sorry. You're hungry now, so let's go up and eat." ”

Yang Ye was not surprised by Qiao Xiu's view of the boxing book, he had a similar experience when he was brought here by Yang Ye for the first time.

"By the way, your family just called me and said that I couldn't get through to your phone and was a little worried. I told them that you were in retreat, so they didn't have to worry. When you're out, give them a call back. ”

Yang Ye remembered something and continued.

It turned out that this arsenal was for security reasons, and it was equipped with devices to block signals, so the mobile phone was not waiting for calls and Internet access.

"Okay, big brother, I see. ”

Qiao Xiu nodded after listening.

He was not surprised by how quickly his parents called him to find him.

After all, he had just returned from an adventure outside, and his parents must have been a little nervous about him.

In addition, when it comes to meals, he will naturally call him and ask him if he will go back to eat.

"Well, I've just read a few boxing books, have you gained anything?"

The two walked outside side by side, and on the way, Yang Ye didn't forget to ask Qiao Xiu about his reading.

"I've just read five books, and I haven't finished reading the sixth book yet. To be honest, these boxing techniques are worthy of the feelings and creations of the ancestors of the past generations, and each one is very inspiring to me, and I have gained a lot after reading it. ”

In this regard, Qiao Xiu also told the truth.

These boxing techniques all contain an artistic conception, and after understanding, Qiao Xiu's Eight Desolation Fist is intended to be more profound in detail.

Because Qiao Xiu comprehended the core of the Eight Desolation Gate, the Eight Desolation Fist Intent.

Although this fist intent of comprehending the world is all-encompassing, in the early stage of comprehension, everything in it will seem very vague. Only by constantly perceiving all things in the world can we perfect them.

The boxing techniques left by the ancestors of the past dynasties containing various artistic conceptions are equivalent to a shortcut, which can make people comprehend the corresponding artistic conceptions in advance, and then supplement them to the eight wilderness boxing intentions.

"Yes, these are the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors of the past generations, and we can be regarded as the predecessors who planted trees and the descendants who enjoyed the shade. ”

Hearing that Qiao Xiu had finished reading five boxing books in such a short period of time, Yang Ye was not too surprised. After all, Qiao Xiu's transcendent second-order cultivation and realm were there.

"Qiao Xiu, what do you want to eat later, are you going out to eat or eat in the martial arts hall?"

Going out at the door of the arsenal, Yang Ye no longer asked questions about cultivation, but instead asked about this.

"It's good to eat in the martial arts hall, it's too troublesome to go outside. I thought I'd finish it and come back to watch the boxing book. ”

At this time, Qiao Xiu's mind was mostly on the boxing book in the arsenal, if it weren't for the hunger from his body that made him know that he had to eat now, he would have wanted to stay there and watch the boxing book.

"Okay, then we'll eat in the martial arts hall. ”

The entire building of the Eight Desolation Martial Arts Pavilion is the property of the Yang family, so naturally there will be no shortage of infrastructure such as a canteen.

In fact, the Eight Desolations Martial Arts Hall not only has a large dining hall for all coaches and students to eat, but the meals inside are also very rich and delicious, which is no worse than many restaurants outside.

"Hey, Dad, I'm sorry, I was just practicing, so I didn't know you called me. Well, I'm getting ready to eat, and there's a canteen here in the martial arts hall, so don't worry. By the way, Dad, I will probably stay in the martial arts hall for the next two days and not go home for the night. If you have something, you can call me, if you can't get through, just call my senior brother, and he will tell me. Okay, that's the case first, you guys have nothing to do lately and don't go out much, and you have to pay attention to safety when you go out, then I'll hang up, goodbye......"

Before going to the martial arts hall, Qiao Xiu first took out his mobile phone and called home.

After making the call, the two went straight to the martial arts hall.

At this time, it was already one o'clock at noon, and most of the other student coaches had already finished eating and left, and there were not many people eating in the canteen.

Qiao Xiu and Yang Ye were not special, they came directly to the meal window, each of them made a large tray of food, and randomly found an empty table to eat.

The two chatted while eating, and soon ate the food on the tray cleanly.

Among them, Yang Ye had already eaten, and Qiao Xiu went to the window to get a large tray of food and came back.

Yang Ye was not surprised by Qiao Xiu's big appetite, he knew that people who practiced martial arts, before they were truly extraordinary, the more powerful they were, the greater the amount of food.

After Qiao Xiu was full, the two left the dining hall together.

"Qiao Xiu, do you want to rest for a while?"

Leaving the dining hall, Yang Ye asked Qiao Xiu.

"No need, senior brother, I'm not tired, let's go back to the arsenal. ”

Qiao Xiu, who was full of food and drink, was full of energy, and his whole body was full of inexhaustible energy, so he naturally didn't need any rest, he just wanted to go back to watch the boxing book quickly, absorb the artistic conception inside and constantly improve his boxing intent.

Seeing that Qiao Xiu was so positive, Yang Ye was also so happy, and directly sent Qiao Xiu back to the arsenal, and then he returned to the office to deal with various affairs.

"Okay, I'll try to read all the beginner boxing books today. ”

Qiao Xiu, who returned to the arsenal, set a small goal for himself, and once again immersed himself in various boxing scores.

As he watched more and more boxing scores, various artistic conceptions were constantly comprehended and absorbed, and Qiao Xiu's own Eight Desolation Fist Intent became more and more powerful.

In the process of reading the boxing book, Qiao Xiu sometimes couldn't help but make a few gestures to demonstrate some of the subtleties of the boxing method in the book.

Between the movements, his own Eight Desolation Fist Intent emanated and did not disperse for a long time.

......

"What's going on? Second junior brother, third junior sister, fourth junior brother, they should have almost returned, but now they can't be contacted, shouldn't there be any accidents?"

When Qiao Xiu was flipping through the boxing book, practicing boxing, and constantly deepening his comprehension of boxing, Yang Ye outside was in a state of anxiety.

Since he learned from the official a few days ago that his father was trapped in the secret space and his life and death were unknown, Yang Ye notified the three junior brothers and sisters who were far away and asked them to rush back.

Although the place where they were located was far away from Maocheng, with the transportation network of Huahan Kingdom currently operating normally, two days was enough time for them to return.

Even if you can't return to Maocheng, you should at least return to the provincial capital.

But Yang Ye just called the three of them separately, but they all showed that they couldn't get through, and no one replied to the message.

In the end, Yang Ye contacted one of his right-hand men sent to the provincial capital.

As a result, even this subordinate lost contact.

Faced with this situation, Yang Ye's inexplicable sense of unease became more and more intense.

"Damn, who's doing it?"

Yang Ye made several phone calls one after another, but he didn't get a response, and he was basically sure that the loss of contact between the three junior brothers and sisters was not a coincidence or accident, but someone was doing something behind his back.

It's just that who is doing something, Yang Ye doesn't have any clue for a while.

"Senior brother and sister, they seem to have arrived in the provincial capital before, but as soon as they arrived in the provincial capital, something happened. And Yang Ying also had an accident, could it be that there is someone in the provincial capital who is eyeing the inheritance of the Eight Desolation Gates?"

According to the limited information, Yang Ye felt that it should not be the so-called of the local forces in Maocheng.

"It's just that our Eight Desolation Gate has been staying in Maocheng all these years, and our reputation in the provincial capital is not obvious, so it shouldn't attract the attention of others. And the father's situation is unknown, how dare they make a move quickly?"

Yang Ye sat there with a gloomy face, thinking about it in his heart, trying to find out some of the ins and outs of the people behind the scenes.

"Wait, is that him?"

Suddenly, Yang Ye seemed to remember who was coming, and stood up suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ye picked up his mobile phone and made a call out, as if he wanted to find someone to verify his guess.

......

Just when Yang Ye was calling, far away in a high-end villa in the provincial capital, two people were talking about the Eight Desolation Gate.

"Zijian, how are things going?"

"Don't worry, Dad, everything is done, and the Yang family's subordinates left in the provincial capital have all been taken care of by me. ”

"Okay, then you go and tell Ye Gongzi that we will leave for Maocheng tomorrow. If he is not at ease, he can send a few people to follow. ”

"Okay, Dad, I'll go. ”

......

The conversation is between a father and son, the father is a tall middle-aged man with a mustache, and the son is a young man with a somewhat similar face to the middle-aged man, but his face is beardless.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the young man quickly left.

Seeing the young man leave, the middle-aged man stood up and walked to the wall and pressed a button.

Click!

As the button is pressed, a large chunk of the ground flips up, revealing a passage into the underground.

The middle-aged man walked down the aisle and soon came to a basement.

"Yang Zhong, Yang Ning, Yang Yu, what did Uncle Shi say before, how did you think about it?"

In the basement were two men and a woman, both of whom were about thirty years old.

The middle-aged man came up to the three of them and asked.

"Bah, Liang Hao, you want us to betray the master? ”

"That is, you traitor is not qualified to be our uncle. ”

"Liang Hao, it's best not to pay attention to the Eight Desolation Gates, otherwise the master won't let you go. ”

In response to the middle-aged man, it was the fierce rhetoric of the trio.

"Hey, it's really a disciple taught by Yang Zhen's bastard, and even his temper is so similar. Alas, that bastard is dead. This time, I will not only take back the position of the master of the Eight Desolations, but also send all the people related to him down to see him. Since you are obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless, let me die. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly lost his patience when he saw the three of them react like this.

Ahh

I saw that his hands suddenly poked out, turned into two sharp claws, and grabbed the top of the heads of the two men.

The long, sharp fingertips plunged directly into the heads of the two men, causing them to scream.

"Damn, bastard, what are you going to do, stop me!"

Seeing this, the woman next to her was anxious and angry, but to no avail.

Uh-uh!

The middle-aged man seems to have practiced very evil exercises and can absorb people's vitality.

Under his absorption, the originally black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the muscles and skin slackened, as if they had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.