Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan then looked at the elves on the stone bed. Although he had gone through endless years and had no vital signs, his peaceful face was as if he had fallen asleep, and it was unbearable to disturb.

"What should I do now? Let her continue sitting here? It doesn't seem appropriate, right?"

Yang Qingxuan was suddenly embarrassed. With the cracking of that formation, the gathered frozen air disappeared. The surrounding temperature began to rise, and if it was allowed to continue, this elven woman would inevitably disappear.

Hua Jie said: "If you are afraid of her being destroyed, just take it away."

"Take it? Just kidding, take a corpse? It's absolutely impossible!" Yang Qingxuan shook his head again and again with black lines on his face.

"Then there is really no way." Hua Jieyu sighed: "You can't arrange an exactly the same formation. And with your skill, it is impossible to arrange such a clever formation."

The crimson ancient scorpion said: "The disappearance of the elves in the long river of history is a very strange thing. If you look for this elves, will there be any good things? Maybe you can find something."

Yang Qingxuan also thought of this, but the woman in front of him had a dignified manner and a peaceful face, so that he could not give birth to any profanity.

Just when he was at a loss, the mummified woman suddenly seemed to move.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback and trembled all over, taking a few steps back, thinking that he was wrong.

But the next moment, he opened his mouth in shock, completely stunned.

The woman not only moved, but also moved very big. The hands that were originally supported by her dantian were actually raised up and pinched in the air. Rays of golden rune lights melted under her fingerprints, and disappeared instantly.

Not only Yang Qingxuan, but Hua Jieyu, Crimson Ancient Scorpion, and Ni Ba were all dumbfounded.

Suddenly, a series of weird notes came out of the woman's mouth, very weird, completely incomprehensible.

Then, the woman put her right hand in front of her, and under a flash of golden light, she turned into a golden book and lay in her hand.

After doing this series of actions, the woman was completely motionless.

There was a ray of sadness on the originally kind face.

For some reason, Yang Qingxuan was touched by that sad feeling, and felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

After staying for a while, he slowly walked over and his eyes fell on the gold book page.

I can't help but frown, the golden book page is actually incomplete, only half left. The gap was cut by a sharp blade, and it should have been snatched away.

Yang Qingxuan thought secretly: "This woman of the elven race attaches so much importance to this half-page golden book, and does not hesitate to lay out formations and restrictions. She is afraid that it is just to preserve it, and she does not know what it is.

He took down the half-page golden book carefully, his eyes swept one by one.

The above words are weird and difficult to understand, but every word has profound ancient rhyme and seems to contain infinite rules.

And Yang Qingxuan had guessed many of the words, they were indeed very similar to the secret texts of the Middle Ages, and they were similar to the texts of the current human race. It seems that the words of the Hundred Clan in several major eras have evolved from the elves, not groundless.

Yang Qingxuan probably browsed through it, and although he didn't quite understand it, he probably understood a little.

The content on this page of the golden book is very rich, including astronomy and geography, astrology and gossip, Qimen Dunjia, array prohibition, and even alchemy, which is a hodgepodge.

Suddenly, the golden pages flashed with brilliance, and a few words appeared in the sky: The Book of Four Seasons in Heaven and Earth.

The five wizard words flashed out.

"The Four Seasons Book of Heaven and Earth?"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned, listening to the name really seemed like a hodgepodge.

At this time, suddenly in the sky, there seemed to be singing.

The clear and moist voice is like natural sounds. In this endless magma, sorrow and sorrow, melodious and distant.

At the same time, the figure of this woman began to shatter. If a peerless painting, after the vicissitudes of life, only a little bit of death.

"you……"

Yang Qingxuan was horrified, stretched out his hand, trying to catch the woman, but suddenly stopped because he didn't know how to catch it. I want to call the other person, but I don't know her name, so I can't call it out.

I could only watch her helplessly, turning into smoke and disappearing, floating in the space of thirty feet, and then flowing into the surrounding molten slurry, no longer exist.

Yang Qingxuan was inexplicably sad, unable to tell why, as if he knew the dissipated woman in front of him.

But until now, he didn't even know her name.

As the woman dissipated, the formation barrier of about thirty feet disappeared at the same time. The molten slurry poured in, washed on the stone bed, and directly washed it into pieces, dissolving in the slurry piece by piece.

Yang Qingxuan still stood there blankly, his outstretched hand was still in the air, unable to recover for a long time.

If it hadn't been for the half-page golden book in his hand, I couldn't believe it now that everything that happened just now was true.

"Let's go."

Hua Jieyu urged. Although everything is over, it seems impossible to stay here.

After a while, Yang Qingxuan made a fist with his five fingers, and gradually retracted his hand.

The unspeakable sentiment in my heart only felt very depressing.

With a sullen face, his figure flashed before leaving the molten underground.

As the cold barrier disappeared, the temperature in the molten slurry began to return to normal.

After coming out of the lava, he flew out of the cave again. The outside is covered by sea water, and all traces of battle can still be seen faintly, but it will not be long before it will be wiped out by the sea.

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Half a month later, Yang Qingxuan returned to Heiyanjiao, within the spirit spring.

In the meantime, he also diverted to the Da Luo Chamber of Commerce and ran to several trading halls to collect various information about the elves and elves.

Because it is too ancient, the information received is very limited.

He did not hesitate to pay a lot of money, and released related tasks on the major island chains, and only then returned to Black Flame Horn.

For more than half a month, Yang Qingxuan had always been depressed, thinking of the elven woman in his mind. And constantly repairing the woman's appearance, but to no avail.

After returning to the Lingquan, he sighed for a long time, stopped thinking about it, and began to practice with peace of mind.

He took out the vessel containing the earth dragon blood from his body and refined the blood.

For this reason, he first caught some huge marine fishes to do experiments, and all got good results. Only then can the dragon blood be refined with confidence.

Half a month later, a terrifying roar came from the bottom of the sea, shaking the entire sea.

The Sea Clan within a radius of tens of thousands of feet, all shivering, fleeing away in panic.

But the breath was just overwhelming, and it quickly converged, and then quietly, as if it had never happened.

Somewhere on the bottom of the Black Flame Cape, a huge black sarcophagus coffin was inserted obliquely into the soil. The thick black iron chain on it seemed to twitch, and then it became silent again, everything seemed dreamlike.