If there is anything that can affect Yi Qian's mind the most, except for Shizun Wei Lao Dao, it is the parents who have never met and have not even had the slightest impression.

It may sound a little contradictory, but there seems to be some kind of force in the underworld that is pulling him to pursue, and this underworld power becomes more and more intense when Yi Qiantong Guò does not mourn the Buddha's enlightenment and sees the scene of guarding the sky and observing the snowy night outside the sky seventeen years ago in the depths of his memory!

He is not abandoned, but protected!

So, what is the situation of the parents now, and are they still experiencing some kind of unpredictable danger?

These thoughts lingered in Yi Qian's heart all the time, and he had a feeling that not all the memories he saw when he realized the Buddha's path in the sea of Buddha's qi were not all, and there should have been some before the snowy night!

"The animal bones in this gourd have an aura that I am very familiar with, and if I can grasp it thoroughly, I may be able to get information about my parents..."

Yi Qian retracted his emotions and focused his attention on the left divine consciousness that flew down on the Flame Gourd.

According to Ge Xian's words, he only needs to leave his own divine consciousness imprint in this gourd to get more information, this is a thing that Yi Qian can't refuse, if he wants to leave a brand on the magic weapon, he must use his divine sense, and divine consciousness is the most vulnerable part of the monk in addition to the incomplete soul, fortunately, his divine consciousness is different, and after being torn in half by Luo Yifeng's eagle cry, he can exist independently, and the relatively weak left divine consciousness will not hurt his life even if it is destroyed for some reason.

Watching with burning eyes, the left divine consciousness merged into the Youyan gourd, Yi Qian carefully sensed the changes in it, and after a while, the light of the word [refining] on the belly of the gourd flashed, and his left divine consciousness rose up and returned to his body.

"It seems that Ge Xian is not lying..."

Just as Yi Qian's mind relaxed slightly, a word came into his mind, not a sound transmission, but a direct connection through the guò divine consciousness imprint into his sea of consciousness.

"Yi Daoyou, when you heard Ge's words, you must have left your own mark on the Youyan gourd, in this way, only you can hear my words, please be sure to note down the key points!"

After a slight pause at this point, Yi Qian frowned, judging from Ge Xian's pronunciation, he obviously knew his real surname! Except for Sister Lu and others in Jiaozidong, even if Lin Chu and Zheng San didn't know that his surname was "Yi" and not "Yi", how did this person know?

"Yi Daoyou may wonder why Ge doesn't care about the death of the disciple Wan Hongzhuang, although Hong Zhuang is dead, but in Ge's eyes, his poisonous power can be favored by Yi Daoyou is his creation!

Speaking of this, Ge Xian's voice paused again, and after a little silence, a steady and vicissitudes of life slowly came.

“... Flying up to the nine skies with wings, Qionglou Yuyu has little fun, the fairy and demon Yu are shocking, and the Milky Way Mo lacquer carving..."

The four sentences seemed to be thundering, echoing endlessly in Yi Qian's mind!

This person's voice was very unfamiliar to him, but there was always an indescribable sense of intimacy permeating his heart, as if the owner of this voice had been very close to him...

"Lacquer carving... lacquer carving..."

Yi Qian's expression changed, there are not many people with this surname, judging from the situation described in that word, this person must have a heavenly cultivation!

A name popped into his mind...

"Fire Emblem Faction... Flame Immortals... Qi Diaoyan!"

Just as Yi Qian guessed what the relationship between this person surnamed Qidiao and his parents was, the voice echoing in his head gradually faded, and after a while, Ge Xian's words reappeared.

"Fang Cai's words are what the senior asked me to tell Yi Daoyou, I don't have a long life to carry a hundred poisons in my body, if it weren't for that senior's casting of spells, he would not even be able to maintain the balance of a hundred poisons in his body three years ago, and he would have died of poison... Therefore, Ge Moucai said that his hundred poisons can be used by you, and it is his creation. ”

After a pause, Ge Xian's voice slowly blurred, as if the words left here had reached the limit.

"Your name... It was the senior who told me... And his name... It is said to be called... Pei Luo... I remember what he looked like... Yes..."

Pei Luo!

Yi Qian, who was in a trance, was shocked when he heard this, and just as he was concentrating and trying to hear what that person looked like, Ge Xian's voice completely dissipated, no matter how much he probed and urged the Youyan gourd, he didn't see the slightest sound coming out again...

"Pei Luo... It's Pei Luo again!"

Yi Qian's eyes flickered, and he turned his face to Zheng San behind him and asked, "Brother Zheng, do you remember the senior Pei Luo who told you about the law of the void... What does it look like?"

"What he looked like, I remember..."

Zheng San opened his eyes when he heard this, and a look of memory appeared on his face, but after a moment, his body trembled as if he had been hit hard! He tightened his eyebrows, raised his hand to press his violently beating temples, and shook his head: "He... No... I can't remember..."

Seeing this scene, Yi Qian secretly said in his heart: Sure enough!

"It's not that Ge Xian's voice was interrupted because he couldn't leave words in the Flame Gourd, but he, like Brother Zheng, couldn't remember what that person looked like! It erased this memory!"

Zheng San and Ge Xian's Taoism is not bad, and in the eyes of the two, it is unfathomable, and they can even erase their memories at will... This power made Yi Qian suddenly think of the abbot of the Great Mourning Monastery, don't mourn!

"Is it the Transformation Period..."

He had personally experienced the strength of the Transformation Period, and the breath and aftermath generated by the fighting method alone were enough to make it difficult for a Qiē Jindan Monk!

Putting aside this mysterious Pei Luo, if the "lacquer carving" mentioned in his words is really the master of the Fire Pattern War School, it is another troublesome problem...

The "Burning Fire Immortal" lacquer carving Yan can make the Fire Pattern Battle Sect sit firmly in the position of one of the six factions of Yunfeng, and the cultivation will inevitably be above no sorrow!

Thinking of this, Yi Qian couldn't help but clench his fists.

"The clues left by the master... The mysterious monk Pei Luo... Burning Flame Immortal Lacquer Carving... No matter which way you go to explore, you need strength... Strong enough!"

In the world where the strong are respected, he does not want to look up from below forever and be wantonly played by fate...

When the strength is strong enough to look down on all living beings, a qiē mystery will be cleared to the day!

Fate can control the world, he is easy to do, why can't he control fate!

His eyes reappeared with firmness, Yi Qian shook his hand and accepted the Youyan gourd, and his eyes fell on the colorful void.

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End of Chapter 335