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Chapter 70 Exposure

After dinner, the three people prepared separately and asked the two girls of Miaoke Miaoyun to buy incense, grass, wax and other sacrificial items. A team of three people rode the fire cloud horse and went to Tiandang Mountain.

Seeing these things, although the two maids understood something, they did not dare to say more. Follow Yang Heng obediently.

Riding on the fire cloud horse, Yang Heng sighed with emotion in his heart.

Not long ago, when Yang Heng worshipped his father, he was still alone, and he didn't even have any decent sacrifices. It was so desolate.

Now, although there are not many people, Yang Heng also brought two decent maids, took all kinds of tributes, and went to sacrifice Yang Xuan according to the etiquette of sacrificing the state.

The sacrificial ceremony is an important etiquette in the imperial etiquette. Yang Heng bought wine, fruit and other sacrifices this time. Although there were only three people, he brought enough things, which also seemed to be very solemn.

"Father, you were framed by Kang's old thief and killed by the mediocre dog emperor. After death, you still carried the name of traitor, but the child knew that his father was innocent and innocent. All the faults were the dog emperor and Kang Kang Kang! Father, don't worry, one day, the child will let the dog emperor admit that he killed you wrong, wash away the curse on his father, and let the dog emperor and Kang anti-old thief kneel in front of his father's grave for three days and three nights, and then the child will personally waste their three souls and seven souls, so that they will never be super alive.

Walking on the road, Yang Heng's face became more and more solemn. Looking at the Tiandang Mountain in front of him, he said silently in his heart.

Let Yunhuang admit that he killed the wrong person, and then pulled Yunhuang and Kang away from the three souls. Yang Heng's heart intention was very clear, that is, to return Yang Xuan a reputation first. As Yang Xuan's only son, Yang Heng is well aware of his father's character. Yang Xuan was loyal to the Yunhuang all his life, but in the end, he fell into the reputation of treason. In the end, the three souls and seven souls were destroyed. If Yang Xuan had a spirit in heaven, he would definitely be unwilling and very unwilling.

Yang Heng asked Yunhuang to give Yang Xuan a name first, which can also be regarded as comforting his father's spirit in heaven.

"The last time I came here, there was not so much harsh atmosphere on Tiandang Mountain. It seems that in this short period of time, Tiandang Mountain was really full of wind and cranes. I don't know, is my father's tomb safe?"

After a while of running, about an hour later, Yang Heng finally came to the foot of Tiandang Mountain with Miaoyun and Miaoke. At the foot of the mountain, before sweeping with divine consciousness, Yang Heng can clearly feel the wind and clouds surging on the mountain.

The breath, this is the breath of the army. As far as the eye can see, almost all flags are flying in the southern foothills of Tiandang Mountain, and the shouting sound of soldiers during training is continuous.

Far away at the foot of the mountain, Yang Heng can feel a strong sense of prestige and evil spirit before he sees soldiers.

At the southern foothills of Tiandang Mountain, about one million troops in Dingbei City have gathered. Yang Heng suddenly flew into the air. When he looked up, he saw the large camps at the foot of the mountain, arranged as a long dragon. He did not know how many miles it lasted. In short, there was no end at a glance.

In the barracks, knives and guns are dense, and teams of soldiers are either standing like mountains or shouting to kill together, training.

The sound of shouting to kill shocked the world, especially after the echo of Tiandang Mountain, which added a little power.

Just hearing the sound of shouting during this training, Yang Heng felt a surge of blood, which made him feel that he was on the battlefield to kill the enemy.

"There is really blood in the barracks, and even this voice is much louder than ordinary people. Unfortunately, all these people on Tiandang Mountain are under the command of Kang Kang. Yang Heng watched for a while and fell down from the air. After watching for a while, he also found the direction of his father's tombstone. Therefore, he wrapped all the sacrifices, ordered the two maids to wait in place, and set out for Yang Xuan's cemetery.

With Yang Heng's current cultivation, it is naturally easy to avoid the patrols of the scouts on Tiandang Mountain. Yang Heng took the wrapped sacrifice and entered Tiandang Mountain smoothly.

The tombstone of his father Yang Xuan is located on one of the most inconspicuous hills, which is quite secretive and the most dangerous Jedi. According to common sense, the armies of the two countries are stationed in the foothills near the city. The top of this Tiandang Mountain is the most controversial place, and the armies of the two countries dare not Climb up easily. Even the scouts of the two countries will not be explored.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand just in case. This time, Yang Heng is on the road and exploring around. He is afraid that someone will find him, so it will not be worth the loss.

Fortunately, everything was thrilling. This time, Yang Heng walked quickly. After about a quarter of an hour, he found the small peak and saw his father's tombstone.

There is really no trace of being moved by the tombstone. Seeing this tombstone, Yang Heng was very sure.

After a period of time, the tomb was surrounded by weeds. Yang Heng put down the sacrifice and pulled out all the weeds himself, which showed a small tomb bag five or six feet high and no more than one foot in radius.

"Father, the baby came to see you!"

After pulling out the weeds, Yang Heng arranged the sacrifices, lit wax, burned incense, and worshipped devoutly.

"In the current situation of Tiandang Mountain, the barracks of both countries are stationed at the foot of the mountain, and no one dares to expand easily. This is also the most inconspicuous place in the Tiandang Mountains, which stretches for 5,000 miles. My father's tomb should be temporarily safe. However, if we really fight in the future, I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome. Yang Heng thought silently in his heart.

Although there is no Yang Xuan's bones in this tomb, this small mountain is exactly where Yang Xuan died in those years, which is of great significance to Yang Heng. He absolutely cannot tolerate anyone to disturb his father's heroic spirit.

Whether the war will happen or not, his father's grave must not be destroyed.

This is the bottom line in Yang Heng's heart and the filial piety for the son of man.

"The war should not break out during my trip to Moli Island. When I come back from Moli Island, I must think of a proper way to protect my father's cemetery." Yang Heng secretly made up his mind.

After sincerely worshipping for about an hour, Yang Heng looked at the sky and it was time to go down the mountain, so he was ready to go down the mountain.

"Kid, come to your father's grave?"

Just as Yang Heng was about to go down the mountain, a sound suddenly appeared in the sky.

This person's tone is like thunder, hitting Yang Heng. Yang Heng suddenly trembled all over.

"No, it was found!" At first, Yang Heng realized the seriousness of the problem.

Even after reading all the Buddhist classics and practicing the Wei Tuo Sutra, Yang Heng is calm and extraordinary, and his heart is as stable as a mountain, but he is still trembling at this moment.

It doesn't matter if he is found, but his father's cemetery is found, which means that his identity will be exposed, which is an extremely dangerous event.

The person who found him must die!

In an instant, such an unwavering idea emerged in Yang Heng's mind.

I haven't seen the face of the people who came, and Yang Heng has a strong murderous heart. He looked up into the air and saw a young man with an extraordinary breath standing in the void.

This man is well-proportioned, dressed in white, and his face is very white, like jade. He looks only 20 years old. He is chic and calm. Obviously, he is stepping in the air, giving people the feeling, but he seems to be standing on the ground. He is stable. Ordinary people look like this image like a A mature, steady and experienced scholar is like a Confucian.

The young man's first impression is very inconsistent with his age.

But in the eyes of Yang Heng, a sophisticated and powerful scribe, there is another image.

The man stepped in the air like a flat ground. Under the fierce blowing of the mountain wind, his white clothes were like mountains, and he didn't even move. His method is so strong that he can fix his whole body's clothes.

The clothes on other Xuanzhe's clothes are windless, but he has gone to another extreme.

Seeing this scene, Yang Heng couldn't help but be violently shocked. He knows very well that compared with the windless self-drum, the current state of this young man is obviously better.

He now obviously condenses the breath of his whole body to the extreme, twisting the breath into a ball, which is extremely concentrated, just like concentrating all the power of his whole body on one point. If that power suddenly explodes, what will happen?

Yang Heng saw at a glance that this young man would be his strong enemy.

"Who are you?" In the harsh mountain wind, Yang Heng jumped these words from his teeth. Yang Heng was heavily guarded and gritted his teeth. These words jumped into the cold wind, as if they had become the sharpest and coldest blade, and rowed towards the young man.

Yang Heng's three words came out, and it became colder between heaven and earth. Even the man in the air suddenly had a cold war all over his body.

"Who am I? You don't need to know who I am. I just ask you, are you Yang Xuan's son?" After a cold war stimulated by Yang Heng, the man slowly said.

His voice was very peaceful, without any oppression or murder. The man was surprisingly calm. Although he was asking Yang Heng, it gave people the feeling that he knew the answer tomorrow morning.

This person is too calm, even more calm than Yang Heng. The more he did this, the more vigilant Yang Heng became.

Calmness is based on strength. If you don't have enough strength, how can you calm down?

If you don't have strength, pretend to be calm and will only die miserably. The young man in front of him is unfathomable.

At the moment he heard the young man's voice, Yang Heng began to play a twelve-point spirit and used his divine knowledge to explore this person's cultivation. However, so far, Yang Heng still has still achieved nothing - Yang Heng has not explored this person's cultivation.

There is undoubtedly only one reason why such a situation will occur, that is, the cultivation of this mysterious young man is only higher than him, at least on the same level as him!

Seeing this mysterious person, Yang Heng knew that he had to kill this person today to ensure that his identity would not be leaked, but after exploring this person's cultivation, Yang Heng was also nervous and did not rush to do it. Now, he can only suppress the murder in his heart with his own thoughts.

Yang Heng read the classics and understood the Wei Tuo Sutra. With the help of the classics, he can freely control his body's reaction.

"Who the hell is this person? Did he find me after I came to my father's cemetery, or did he find me all the way here? Has anyone else found my father's grave? These things must be understood.

After calmly controlling his inner murderous intention, Yang Heng stared at the young man in mid-air, and many thoughts flashed in his heart.

These three things are all major events related to his life. If he finds him after arriving at this mountain, it will be a hundred people to kill this person. If others know this place, it will be a big trouble.

But in any case, the appearance of this young man has shocked Yang Evergrande.

With his original idea, his father's cemetery is unlikely to be found, but now it seems that he is wrong!

The appearance of this young man directly broke Yang Heng's previous plan.

In a million, this probability of one in ten thousand still appears!