"Qingyang, wake up."

Just when Chen Qingyang was still immersed in the improvement of his strength, Huang Fengming's voice sounded at the right time.

Chen Qingyang remembered that there were two people next to him, Huang Fengming and Master Xuanku, and immediately retreated from the ethereal state.

"Master Xuanku, what are you ......" As soon as Chen Qingyang opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that Xuanku, who was already thin and weak, was now only a layer of skin and bones, and he could only feel subtle fluctuations in life.

It seems that the oil is almost exhausted.

"Master Xuanku did not hesitate to spend the last bit of vitality in order to wash your muscles and marrow, and now he is powerless to return to the sky!" Huang Fengming said in a deep voice, and at the same time, his eyes showed admiration.

Chen Qingyang's eyes turned red, and his knees couldn't help but kneel.

The man has gold under his knees, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents, and now Chen Qingyang resolutely kneels in front of Master Xuanku, his kindness to Chen Qingyang is worthy of this kneeling.

"Qingyang little donor, there is no need to make this big gift, even if there is no you today, the old man is about to sit down, but before that, the old man has a few words to explain to you." Xuan's voice became extremely weak, as if it would die at any moment.

"Master, please speak." Chen Qingyang said respectfully.

"With the little vitality that Lao Wei has left, he can only pass on half of your I Ching tendons, so the scriptures in your mind are not complete I Ching tendons." Xuan Ku said.

Chen Qingyang was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "There are half of the scriptures, and the juniors are already satisfied. ”

Just now, Chen Qingyang tried to cultivate according to the cultivation method of the I Ching tendon, and in an instant, his strength broke through to the middle stage of dark energy, and the legendary heaven-level martial arts were really powerful.

"A hundred years ago, Lao Wei once received two disciples, although the eldest disciple Zu Xuan was stupid, but with compassion as the heart, passed on the mantle of Lao Gao, and now he is the head of Shaolin Temple, although the second disciple Zu Yin is extremely talented, but the nature is dark, because of jealousy of his senior brother to become the head, in a rage burned Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, seventy percent of the scriptures were burned, two of the supreme scriptures were stolen by it, a Nirvana Sutra, a I Ching tendon." Master Xuanku said slowly, although his voice was subtle, Chen Qingyang could hear it clearly.

Chen Qingyang was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that Shaolin Temple had such a catastrophe, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was burned down, and seventy percent of the scriptures were destroyed in one fell swoop, this kind of loss is undoubtedly a huge disaster for the Shaolin Temple that has been inherited for more than a thousand years.

"Lao Wei just opened up the Zhou Tian Xuan Vein for you, and noticed that your Xuan is different from ordinary people, and the same as Lao Qu's two disciples, it is a rare talent Xuan Vein, and the future achievements must be limitless, Lao Qu hopes that one day in the future, you can take back the two supreme scriptures from the hands of that unscrupulous disciple and return them to Shaolin Temple, this is Lao Qu's request to the little donor." Xuan Ku said.

It was the first time for Chen Qingyang to hear the words "Talent Xuanmai", so he didn't understand its power, and Huang Fengming on the side showed an extremely shocked expression, but he didn't say anything.

"The master is serious, I, Chen Qingyang, swear here that I will do my best to recover the two supreme scriptures lost in the Shaolin Temple in the future." Chen Qingyang swore and said.

He knew that it must be very difficult, Xuan Ku's second disciple Zu Yin is now at least a hundred years old, and he has a talented Xuan Vein, his strength may have already reached the peak, Chen Qingyang wants to deal with such a giant, there is no doubt that he is like ascending to the sky.

But Chen Qingyang agreed to Xuan Ku's request without the slightest hesitation, just because Xuan Ku gave him a great favor.

Hearing Chen Qingyang's oath, Xuan Ku nodded with satisfaction, then clasped his hands together and slowly closed his cloudy eyes.

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, Amitabha!"

After saying that, Master Xuanku's body had no signs of life, and he had obviously ascended to the Western Elysium.

Chen Qingyang didn't feel sad, just sighed, and then kowtowed three times in front of Master Xuanku.

"It's really sad and lamentable!" After Huang Fengming finished speaking, he also bowed ninety degrees towards Master Xuanku.

After a long time, Chen Qingyang slowly got up and said to Huang Fengming: "Grandpa Feng, let's go!" ”

"Good!"

Immediately, the two of them quickly left the ancient temple and rushed towards the edge of the cliff.

This time, Chen Qingyang not only completely repaired the meridians, but also opened up the Zhou Tian Xuan veins, and in the future, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

However, the biggest gain is still the I Ching tendon, although it is only half of the scriptures, but after all, it is a heaven-level martial art, far stronger than the Xuanxin Secret Book that Chen Qingyang cultivated before, and now the strength of Chen Qingyang's body is three points stronger than the dark strength in the later stage, you can imagine the horror of the I Ching tendon.

Not long after Chen Qingyang and Huang Fengming climbed the cliff and quietly left Songshan, in the ancient temple, the originally lifeless Master Xuanku slowly opened his eyes.

Ten minutes later, Chen Qingyang and the two appeared in a small village at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and it was time for the two to separate.

"Grandpa Feng, are you going back to the Chen family?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Huang Fengming shook his head and said, "Your father has something going on in Mobei, and the old man needs to rush over." ”

Chen Qingyang was slightly startled and asked, "What's the situation?" If you are not by Chen Bailang's side, will he be in danger? ”

Huang Fengming looked at Chen Qingyang with a smile and asked, "Are you very concerned about his safety?" ”

Chen Qingyang pursed his lips and said, "I just don't want my grandmother to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person." ”

Huang Fengming smiled, didn't break it, and said, "Don't worry, that group of bandits in Mobei is not qualified to put his father in danger." ”

Chen Qingyang shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't care, he also knew that in addition to Huang Fengming, a super bodyguard, Chen Bailang had many masters who were not weak, and it should not be a problem to protect him.

It's just that Chen Bailang suddenly ran to Mobei to provoke the group of murderous bandits who didn't blink, which made Chen Qingyang very puzzled.

After thinking about it, he still didn't ask Huang Fengming about the doubts in his heart.

"Grandpa Feng, when you see Chen Bailang, tell him, don't forget that I am grandma's birthday in a week, so he has to come back no matter what." Chen Qingyang said.

More than two months have passed since he came out of the Chen family, and there is only one week before Chen Qingyang's grandmother's birthday.

"Okay." Huang Fengming nodded in response.

Immediately, Chen Qingyang stole a set of clothes from a nearby village, changed his moldy and smelly clothes, and then rushed directly to the airport.

After arriving at the airport, an hour and a half had passed, and Chen Qingyang did not take any means of transportation and ran on foot.

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Now that the meridians are repaired, the strength has skyrocketed to the middle stage of dark energy, even if he runs quickly for two hours, Chen Qingyang can't feel any fatigue, and he doesn't even sweat a few drops.

I bought a recent plane ticket to Haicheng, and when night fell, Chen Qingyang finally arrived in Haicheng.