After the fingers, the box also started to appear strange?

At noon the next day, except for the three little apprentices who had not yet officially started, and Chi Wen, who went down the mountain to customize clothes for the three little apprentices, the managers of the Chunyang Sword Sect and those who made up the numbers, were all attracted to the hall by Qing Yanzi.

Wang Sheng took the square box handed over by his master, closed his eyes and felt it carefully. He opened his eyes more than ten minutes later, "There is indeed a ray of fluctuation."

With a sound of sword, the Wuling Sword flew out of the Qiankun Ring and landed in Wang Sheng's hand. Fairy Yaoyun, who was three inches tall, stood on Wang Sheng's shoulder and stared at the square box.

This is Chun Yangzi's relics. First, there was something strange about that finger, and then the box was in trouble, which made people think a lot.

"I thought about it all night last night," Qing Yanzi couldn't help but feel a little happy in his eyes, "Can we be the ancestor still live? This box has never had such a reaction before.

Back then, the ancestor was able to accurately send this bronze box back to the earth. The box itself must be not simple. Will there be some kind of induction between it and our ancestor?"

"I'll do it," the senior sister pondered beside her, then quickly formed seals with both hands, and then pointed her right sword at her forehead.

Wang Sheng, Qing Yanzi, and Xilian sitting next to him were all staring at Mu Wanxuan.

After a few minutes of quiet

Mu Wanxuan let out a sigh, then shook her head and said, "No."

"You just used the God-Surveying Seal that only can be used by the Golden Immortal Cultivation," Yao Yun said softly, "At this time, the cultivation level is still too low and far from being able to be used. Do not use these magic in the eyes of Mengxian Taichung, otherwise it will be easy to get into a demon."

The senior sister smiled awkwardly and nodded slightly.

Wang Sheng tried to inject a small stream of pure yang magic power, and the bronze square box slowly opened, and there was still the finger of some unknown origin and the thin piece of paper.

After taking out these things, Wang Sheng felt them again and found that it was indeed the kind of Taoist rhyme emitted by the box itself.

Wang Sheng couldn't help but ask: "Master, is it? We haven't noticed it before?"

"It is unlikely. Over the years, I have inspected this object for my master no less than a thousand times. This is the first time I have found something strange about this bronze square box."

After Qing Yanzi said this, everyone present was in trouble, and Yao Yun also landed directly on the square box and studied carefully.

After studying for a long time, Yao Yun said: "What a mysterious prohibition, this should not be the hands of Chunyangzi. As far as I can tell, the level of Chunyangzi's refining weapon cannot reach this level, but the aura that is emitting at this time does belong to Chunyangzi, right."

"Xiaosheng, why not go and ask Master Huaijing to come and study this matter together."

When Qing Yanzi suddenly said this, Wang Sheng couldn't help but be stunned. What was the surprise of this matter?

But the master ordered that Wang Sheng could not be disrespectful, so he called Huaijing directly and asked him clearly that he was playing games. He directly called him over to have tea and discuss things.

Looking at the second disciple who was directly greeting Luo Han's reincarnation, Qing Yanzi felt a little reluctant to speak, but Wang Xiaomiao folded his hands together and asked for help. Qing Yanzi could only chuckled and didn't say much.

Yao Yun stared at the finger for a while and murmured: "I still feel that this breath is a little familiar, but why can't I remember who this breath originally belonged to?"

There were too many immortals at the peak of the Heavenly Court, so Yao Yun didn't worry about this matter much and continued to study the formation patterns on the bronze square box.

More than ten minutes later, Huaijing hurried over in the purple gold bowl. Wang Sheng greeted the disciples guarding the mountain in advance, and naturally entered the Chunyang Hall without any obstacles.

As a result, the number of people who were frowning in the hall increased from five people, one fox and one spirit to six people, one fox and one spirit.

Huaijing was puzzled, but he still provided a clear timeline.

"According to what our Buddhist monks said, the first tough battle in the counterattack of the Heavenly Court was when he rushed out of the Immortal Forbidden Land. At that time, there was a coalition of hundreds of clans outside. The battle was so dark that the sky was dark, which was the battle that His Highness Yaoyun had participated.

The result of the battle is that our side wins, and His Highness Yaoyun should have some memory of this."

Yao Yun, who was studying the restrictions in the bronze box, nodded.

Huaijing continued: "Then, in order to divert the other party's attention and to break through quickly, the army of Heaven quickly left the battlefield in the Immortal Forbidden Area and hid the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Area.

Emperor Ziwei led the immortals in the Heavenly Court to fight for tens of thousands of years, and established a new force in the endless starry sky. The immortals and gods scattered in the endless starry sky and the immortals and gods in the heavenly court scattered in the immortal world quickly gathered.

This actually caught the other party off guard, and the tribes that had broken through the Heavenly Court were busy fighting for territory. They had differences and failed to gather the army at the first time.

But when these alien races discovered that the old subordinates of the Heavenly Court had threatened their existence, they joined forces again and all the masters came out to force the old subordinates of the Heavenly Court led by Emperor Ziwei into a dead end.

At this time, Senior Chunyangzi sent the box back and told his disciples to not mention the matters about the heavenly court in the future, otherwise the whole world would be enemies."

"Master," Wang Xiaomiao blinked, "Please say something we don't know."

Huai Jing smiled bitterly, "The little monk actually only knows this. No one knows what the final battle between the old subordinates of the Heavenly Court turned out.

But from now on, this box suddenly reacted, and two possibilities cannot be ruled out.

First, Senior Chunyangzi is not dead, telling us something in some way, or taking back the things in it

Second, Senior Chunyangzi has fallen, and this box has had abnormal movements due to other things.”

Wang Sheng smiled and said, "What he said is reasonable and well-founded, and the analysis is very comprehensive, but there is no constructive opinion."

"No, brother, Master Huaijing seems to have talked about the key point," Wang Xiaomiao lowered his head and pondered, and was about to speak. Huaijing skillfully took out a few pieces of white paper and a ballpoint pen from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Xiao Miao said thank you and began to lower her head and draw a box.

Master Wang blinked, looked at this, that, and then saw his sister writing and painting.

What's going on?

Bang!

Wang Xiaomiao quickly smashed the ballpoint pen on the table, her eyes lit up, and she looked at her brother.

"Using the method of analyzing variables, can we easily find out two possible ways to directly talk about verification?"

"Yeah," Qing Yanzi said seriously, "Just Miao just say it directly."

"Brother, go there and kowtow," Wang Xiaomiao pointed at Chunyangzi's stone sculpture, "You must be sincere and have a deep longing and awe for your ancestor."

Wang Sheng looked confused, stared at his sister, and whispered: "Xiaomiao, don't mess around."

Wang Xiaomiao turned his mouth, "As a matter of fact, if you want to talk more, you should assume that the strangeness in the box is related to Master Chunyangzi, that is, if Master Chunyangzi is not dead.

The head of the sect said that the box was a strange thing that appeared in the past few days, to be precise, a strange thing that appeared last night.

The first possibility is that this time point is purely a coincidence, and it may not be necessary to discuss, because the discussion will not result in any results.

Then let’s look back at what happened yesterday?

First, we founded the second in the mountain and established the sect, and accepted the third in the new disciples. We used the fourth in the illusion array set by my master. Many Taoist priests came to watch the ceremony.

Then, what is really related to Master Chunyangzi? Opening ceremony to worship Master.”

Wang Sheng was a little bit unaware of his sister's idea, "There should be other factors."

"Brother, you can summarize it carefully. In fact, it is just these four points. Among these four points, the only one that can be related to Master Chunyang is the previous leader, senior sister and brother, you have been incense and kowtowed."

Wang Xiaomiao had already stood up, pointed to the stone statue over there, and continued: "The Institute of Taoism discovered the influence of incense on my master many years ago. The resurrection of my master's residual spirit is related to the promotion of the image of gods and the worship of festivals."

Yao Yun flew out of the bronze square box and nodded slightly at it.

Wang Xiaomiao continued: "Then we will have a second possibility when we extend our thinking.

Through the incense power generated by the worship here, or the mysterious channel for transporting the incense power, Master Chunyang sensed the existence of this box back then, and the things inside were very important to him. He wanted to take it back or remind us to seal it.

The way to verify this possibility is also very simple. Add incense and try to see if you can really contact Master Chunyangzi in this way.

If the second possibility is verified, it can also prove that the hypothesis that Chunyang ancestor we proposed is still alive."

Wang Sheng frowned when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the first time he met Yao Yun.

That time, the senior sister worshipped the statue and triggered a wisp of incense power. Wang Sheng actually noticed the wisp of incense power at that time, and also alarmed the sleeping Yaoyun.

Considering this way, my sister's inference makes sense and is worth a try.

At that moment, Wang Sheng stood up and walked straight into the hall, lit three incense sticks, and worshiped the stone statue of the ancestor.

"It's not enough," said Wang Xiaomiao, "it needs to make more attempts."

"Xiaoxuan, come with my teacher."

Qing Yanzi said in a deep voice. Before he could figure out what was happening, the senior sister immediately got up, went there to burn incense and worship.

Soon, Xilian and Jingyun also burned incense forward, and six disciples in the sect were also called to burn incense for the ancestor.

After a while of busyness, the smoke in the hall was curling. Wang Sheng and Qing Yanzi carefully felt the changes in the square box.

The pure Yang Dao rhyme on it became slightly more obvious, but it soon faded.

Qing Yanzi said happily: "It's almost the same as last night! That's it! The ancestor is really still here!"

Yao Yun immediately landed on the square box, feeling it quietly, then looked up at Wang Sheng, and the starry eyes trembled slightly.

Qing Yanzi hurriedly said, "Xiao Miao, what should I do next?"

"This depends on how the leader deals with it," Wang Xiaomiao whispered, "The immortal finger inside, my master mentioned it to me before. This is likely to be the only thing left by the sweetheart of Master Chunyang.

And when facing a desperate situation, he did not forget to send this finger back with the peerless inheritance of Ziwei Tianjian.

If Master Chunyang has not fallen, then he should really want this finger to return to his side.

Perhaps, as we continue to worship, the ancestors have a way to take back this square box, just like when they put it back."

Qing Yanzi was stunned when he heard this, and then fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the incense he had burned out over there, Wang Sheng continued three more threads. When he came back, he felt carefully that the pure Yang Taoist rhyme had indeed increased a little.

The mystery of this is really unpredictable and quite magical.

But what's even more amazing is

"It's not bad, Xiao Miao," Daozheng Wang raised his hand and rubbed Wang Xiao Miao's short hair. "Those two years of Wu San were not in vain. Do you want to start learning some advanced mathematics or something now?"

Wang Xiaomiao's lips twitched, then she let out a fake cry and rushed towards her senior sister.
Chapter completed!