When Yang Huang heard this voice, his mind was shocked!
Because although the voice was not too familiar, he definitely knew who it was.
It was his biological grandfather, the most powerful man in the Yiyuan Dao Sect and the master of the Eight Great Perfections, Yang Tongxian.
In fact, he was not unfamiliar with Yang Tongxian's name, because this clone was killed by a person named Yang Tongxian a thousand years ago. In fact, the person who killed Yang Huang's clone a thousand years ago was the Supreme Leader of Yiyuan Dao Sect.
Elder Yang Tongxian is the same person.
Yang Huang stood there blankly, so much so that he didn't even notice that a figure gradually appeared in front of him. This person had white hair and a white beard. He was wearing common clothes, with a slightly hunched back, but a kind expression.
This old man looked very ordinary, but in Yang Huang's impression, his appearance completely overlapped with his grandfather Yang Tongxian, whom he had met twice.
Yang Tongxian would appear here, which made Yang Huang extremely puzzled, because he was completely chasing the smell of that weird energy to get here.
And he clearly felt that the strange energy he sensed was emanating from Yang Tongxian's body.
"Maybe... you will be willing to listen to me finish telling this story." Yang Tongxian waved his arm, and a wooden table appeared out of thin air in front of him, with complete tea-making tools on it. He was already sitting on one side, and under his
On the opposite side, a futon also appeared.
Yang Huang was so smart. He seemed to vaguely understand something. He raised his steps with difficulty and reached the opposite side of Yang Tongxian.
"This matter started from more than a thousand years ago." Yang Tongxian smiled and made tea carefully.
"At that time, I had already opened the eighth gate and became one of the strongest people on the earth. The Yiyuan Dao Sect also prospered because of me. At that time, I had a daughter, and this daughter found me a very good man.
A worthy son-in-law." Yang Tongxian paused and took a special look at Yang Huang's expression.
Yang Huang suddenly connected the memories of the clone, and his heart was shocked.
"Unfortunately, this story is not happy. My daughter betrayed me, and my son-in-law also turned against me. Then I killed them, and I refined my son-in-law into a walking corpse, and my daughter...
A long black sword." Yang Tongxian said slowly, but there was no emotion in his eyes.
But Yang Huang, who was sitting opposite Yang Tongxian, became more and more frightened as he listened. He suddenly felt a chill in his hair.
"Also in the same year, I got a heaven-defying skill. You should be very familiar with this skill. Yes, it is "**Xuan Gong". But what I got was modified by the Monkey King.
Version, you can only practice it from scratch. Although I really want to practice this technique that can physically become a saint, but... I am missing two very important conditions."
"The first is the mortal body. The second is the innate Qi."
"You know, "**Xuan Gong" is the most powerful skill in heaven, and it is also the top magic in the Xuanhuang world. But I got such an opportunity, but I can't practice it. What a huge regret is this? I
I have lived on earth for more than a thousand years with such regrets." Yang Tongxian said this, shaking his head with a smile, repeatedly thinking about the more than a thousand years he lived with regrets.
"It wasn't until later that my youngest son was born, which brought me infinite hope. Yes, he is your father Yang Guozhong."
"It can be said that Yang Guozhong is the innate Taoist body! He is born with innate Qi and is definitely the best candidate to practice "**Xuan Gong". I can't wait to teach him the technique, but the devil knows what happened.
, he actually cannot practice, and in the process of practicing "**Xuan Gong", the innate energy in his body slowly dissipated."
"This made me so angry, so...I crippled Yang Guozhong and let him fend for himself. But I didn't expect that this useless son of mine...actually mastered the seventy-two earth evil techniques! And he did it without my knowledge.
In this case, you may already know that your father has mastered the art of clones, but what you don’t know is that he has mastered almost all the seventy-two earthly evil arts!"
"When I realized it, I was no longer a match for Yang Guozhong. This... made me very scared."
"There is no way to cultivate Yang Guozhong, so I can only shift my target to you. I don't know where my son found a strange woman, and gave birth to you with that woman."
"You are very special. Maybe you don't know this yet. In fact, I don't know what is special about you. To say that you are an innate Taoist body, you are not! In terms of talent, you seem to have no talent at all."
Every word Yang Tongxian said shocked Yang Huang. It contained too much information that shocked him. For example, Yang Guozhong was an innate Taoist body and had mastered the seventy-two earth evil techniques.
"With the mentality of giving it a try, I stayed at Yang Guozhong's place for a while, and revealed the changes in the world in advance. You know... the Taoist technique I am best at is the technique of the Book of Changes."
"Having said this, have you remembered something?"
"That year...the gossip I got at home..." Yang Huang's body shook violently, and he spoke in disbelief.
"That's right! You are very smart. I was the one who planted the gossip you got from home a few years ago. In order for you to get "**Xuan Gong" and the gossip, I even guided you step by step to break the glass."
"You...you..." Yang Huang pointed at Yang Tongxian and found that he was speechless because the information he got today was too huge.
"Sometimes, you are very smart, just like your father. But sometimes, you are as stupid as a pig."
"Why do you think there are skills hidden in the Eight Diagrams? Why do you think the Eight Diagrams can predict the future and sometimes it doesn't work?" Yang Tongxian, like a successful man, told Yang Huang these things with a smile.
"All of this... is your arrangement." Yang Huang lowered his head, clenching his fists tightly, veins protruding on his forehead, and cold sweat soaked his back.
He finally knew why Bagua could predict the future, because Bagua was not a magic weapon at all, but something that could communicate Yang Tongxian's thoughts. Every time Yang Huang needed to make a calculation, Yang Tongxian would use his cultivation to calculate the horizon and tell Yang Huang
, and then let Yang Huang do things according to his ideas.
What's ridiculous is that Yang Huang still relies on Bagua's calculation ability to this day.
"Actually, I'm not sure whether you can practice "**Xuan Gong". But what surprises me is... you actually succeeded."
"I don't even know how you cultivated that innate spirit. Do you know how happy I was the moment you succeeded? I almost went crazy, because I seemed to see thousands of years of hard work finally succeeding.
There is a satisfactory result." When Yang Tongxian said this, his emotions finally fluctuated, but he quickly returned to calm, gently picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
"Since then, I have found that you have made rapid progress. And your body is very suitable for "**Xuan Gong", so I think it is time to leave my son-in-law in your hands." After Yang Tongxian finished speaking,
He looked Yang Huang up and down.
"That's right, it's the body you have now that has no cultivation, but is so terrifying. This is the swordsman genius who was killed by me thousands of years ago! And the black sword in your spine is my daughter.
!" Yang Tongxian's eyes condensed, as if he could see through it, and saw the Black Divine Sword in Yang Huang's spine.