Huge sadness filled Yang Xian's chest, and he tried to suppress his agitated emotions, but he inhaled and concentrated several times in succession, but he could not calm down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a martial arts master, his state of mind has never been superhuman, and he has always had few gaffes.

He couldn't help crying when he learned that Mei Niansheng was about to die, and the rest of the time, even if it was difficult and hard, he would never show his emotions in front of others.

A manly man, who sheds blood without tears, knocks out his teeth and swallows blood, how can he show his ugliness in front of people?

But today, he couldn't calm down no matter what, and bursts of sadness seemed to be pouring out from the depths of his soul and bursting out from his bone marrow, impacting the peaceful state of mind that Yang Xian had always been proud of.

"What the hell did I just see?"

Yang Xian's eyes were full of tears, and his body couldn't help shaking, "Why am I so sad? Why am I crying so much?"

Although the scene he saw just now no longer exists, Yang Xian's mind has always echoed with the sad voice of the old man who fought heaven and earth:

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Never forget! never forget a moment!"

"Kill the emperor!"

"Open a new day!"

"My descendants, the glory of our ancestors needs to be regained!"

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"O my ancestors!"

Yang Xian's body slowly stopped trembling, and his eyes showed great sadness and sadness, "I think I know who you are!"

He used his face to steam away the tears on his cheeks, and doubts and awe appeared on his face, "It's just that why is the ancestor of my human race so tall?"

"Are those dragon and phoenix unicorn demon clan great sages the ancestors of the 100,000 mountain demon clans in the Southern Wilderness today?"

He looked up at the sky, and then looked down at the Qinglin Demon Claw in front of him, and said in his heart, "What does this claw have to do with the huge claw that fell from the sky that I saw just now?"

The Qinglin Demon Claw in front of Yang Xian was only five feet long, which was very different from the Qinglin Giant Claw that covered the sky and the sun in the spiritual world just now, but it was the same in terms of image.

Yang Xian fixed looking at the claws in front of him for a while, then turned to look at the fiery red leaves opposite, he stretched out his palm and gently stroked the roots and veins crisscrossing the leaves, "You asked me to see the memory just now?"

The flames on the huge red leaves in front of him rose brightly and brightly, as if answering Yang Xian's question.

Li Qingnang, who was next to him, saw Yang Xian suddenly crying and muttered to himself, and said strangely: "Virtuous nephew, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Xian came back to his senses and asked Li Qingsang, "Senior, what have you all seen here?"

Li Qingsang said: "It's all shadowy things, it's hard to see real, but everyone will have unspeakable sadness rising from their hearts when they pass by here, and they will cry involuntarily, but they don't know why." ”

Yang Xian was stunned when he heard this, and said in his heart: "Didn't they see those pictures just now?"

"Why can I see it?"

He was only amazed for a moment, and then he thought, "I was born different from ordinary people, there are some things that I can see, but they may not!"

Looking at Li Qingsang's appearance of knowing nothing, the pain once again filled Yang Xian's body and mind, "If the giants I saw just now were really the ancestors of my human race, then our human race on the entire land is now an unworthy descendant!"

"I don't even remember the great enmity of the ancestors, what face do we have in the world?"

He trembled slightly in his heart, and looked up at the endless and far-reaching place in the sky, "Emperor, who are you?"

"Is that the owner of those claws?"

After Yang Xian pondered for a moment, his face returned to normal, turned his head to look at Li Qingsang, and said with a smile: "Senior, let's continue to go up!"

Li Qingsang smiled: "Fellow Daoist, please!"

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Yang Xian passing this last hurdle, Li Qingsang's title to Yang Xian began to change, from "virtuous nephew" to "Taoist friend".

There are some things that Yang Xian doesn't know, in fact, the avenue he is walking on now has long been listed as a forbidden place in the door by the doctors, and non-martial arts masters can't walk.

As long as you can pass this avenue, you can truly enter the realm of a martial arts grandmaster.

And if you want to pass through this mountain road unscathed, that can only be achieved by the Great Martial Dao Grandmaster.

As for ordinary martial artists, they often lose their minds and fall to the ground on the third or fourth step, unable to move forward.

Yang Xian was now able to reach this last level unscathed, as if he was the realm of a great martial arts master.

At this time, Yang Xian was fully qualified to call each other with Li Qingsang.

Hearing Li Qingsang call himself a fellow Daoist, Yang Xian hurriedly saluted and said, "The seniors call it like this, how dare the juniors?"

Li Qingsang laughed and said, "Deserve it! Deserve it!"

He said to Yang Xian: "Today you are not as good as me, but I am not as good as you in other days! You and I are both seekers, how can we not be Taoist friends?"

Yang Xian nodded slightly and said no more, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

Just as he stepped on the last step of the stairs, the entire jade avenue began to shake slightly, and the statues on both sides of the avenue also shook with it, humming and whispering.

At the end, every time Yang Xian stepped on the stone staircase, a statue made a loud noise.

On both sides of this avenue, there are a total of twenty-four pairs of statues from top to bottom, corresponding to the twenty-four solar terms of the year, and a total of three hundred and sixty-five steps, corresponding to the number of days of the week.

Now that Yang Xian is about to finish the stone steps of Zhou Tian, these twenty-four pairs of statues will move from time to time, making forty-eight loud noises.

When Li Qingbao walked on this road, a total of thirteen statues resonated, so he was known as a genius of the doctor, and his qualifications were rare in ancient and modern times.

Later, Shi Duxiu walked this mountain road, there were fifteen statues singing, and the qualifications were as high as Li Qingsang, so he was known as "a lone branch, full of flowers", and became a rare young martial arts master.

Since the completion of these healer's icons, no one has been able to resonate with more than twenty statues, and the most qualified person on record has resonated with only nineteen icons.

Sometimes, when the people of Yaoshan saw the statues on both sides of the avenue, they couldn't help but imagine that if someone could make forty-eight statues resonate at the same time, what kind of heavenly and human resources would it be?

But the thought just arose, and then vanished from my mind.

This kind of thing can only be imagined, how can there be such a person in reality?

Even the heavens and the earth are not perfect, how can there be such a perfect person?

Therefore, when the entire Yaoshan people heard these forty-eight loud noises, they all didn't believe their ears for a moment, and they all began to suspect that Yaoshan was experiencing an earthquake.

They would rather believe that the earth has turned over than that there is anyone who can resonate with the forty-eight statues.

When Yang Xian walked to the main hall at the top of Yaoshan Mountain, he saw shocking faces, including Li Qingsang.