Chapter 596 Scroll

The list of Taoists on the nine days, in order, are: He Lianshan, Lu Yuqing, You Xiahan, Liu Wanyun, Fang Yiyuan, Song Qingsha, Ge Xinglie, Hao Chenang.

Now, except for Liu Wanyun and Zhu Fei, the other seven are standing on the right ear platform, quietly waiting for the final result.

On the main stage, Zhu Ye, several highly valued predecessors such as Liu Qufeng, suddenly got up from their seats and strode to the front of the stage and announced loudly in the square below: "After nine days of discussion, after the public discussion of the four conference witnesses, the winner of the ancient temple scroll has been consistent. "I'm sure!"

The square immediately fell silent.

Zhu Ye glanced around and said loudly word by word, "This winner is the son of Fang Yiyuan of the mother gate!"

The whole square was suddenly overwhelmed by thunderous applause.

The award ceremony was grandly completed in the cheers.

This is the end of a sensational discussion conference in Wumu Town.

However, the disturbance of Qiyao Treasure is not over. The next play has just begun.

Fang Yiyuan accepted the congratulations of the master of ceremonies and others, and then took the scroll of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain and handed it to the song on the ear platform in public.

His behavior made the whispers louder.

Is this the result of the four highly-reated witnesses? As soon as the winner turned around, before the scroll in his hand was hot, he dedicated the scroll to another person. So what's the point of building a square with these strong and hard works? Why don't you choose one directly between Ge Xinglie and Hao Chen?

The faces of the four witnesses were all ugly, especially Liu Qufeng, the head of Pei Luoshan. He was particularly dissatisfied and snorted heavily and left with the help of several apprentices.

A trace of annoyance also flashed on Zhu Ye's face. Even if you want to give it, you can give it back. Do you want to hit me in the face in front of so many people now?

However, his anger only lasted for a moment, and his expression quickly returned to normal. He said a few words on the stage and announced the end of the discussion conference.

After Ge Xinglie got the picture scroll, he ignored the whispers under the stage and immediately set out to walk in the direction of Sanguzhuang.

Qin Yan watched their group go far away and said regretfully, "I thought Zhu Zhuangzhu would unfold the picture for everyone to see! It is said to be a heirloom, who knows if it is true, and we don't let everyone identify it together..."

Yu Hanyan smiled and said, "There was actually a chance before. You don't hurry up."

"It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, let me see it, just let them be proud for a few hours. Sister, let's go back!"

The two returned to the inn, had lunch, and rested for a moment. Qin Yan set out alone and went to Sanguzhuang to visit Zhu Laozhuang.

Zhu Ye was not surprised by his visit and welcomed him into the village with the general manager Jia Ying.

"I wish the landlord has been invited several times. Unfortunately, the younger generation has not been able to go due to something. I hope the owner will forgive his guilt."

"Where is Mr. Sun talking about..."

After a few polite words, Qin Yan explained his intention: "If the younger generation has something to discuss with Mr. Hao and Mr. Ge, please report it."

"It's really unfortunate that Mr. Sun has just left and has left the town."

"Where did they go?"

"Forgive me, this is related to Mr. Hao's privacy, and I can't say..."

In front of this skilled old fox, Qin Yan did not expect to spy on such valuable news. He said directly, "Can the younger generation want to go to the room where Ge Xinglie lived?"

Although Zhu Ye said that he was a little embarrassed, he finally agreed. In fact, his attitude doesn't matter. Whether he agrees or not, for Qin Yan, there is only the difference between walking past and killing the past. Qin Yan believes that this old man will not bear to see himself commit murder.

Ge Xinglie's room has been tidy up. Anyone can see that he has no intention to come back.

Qin Yan, who had learned some tracking skills, found that the traces of all the people living in the room had been erased, and even the fingerprints on the gauze towel were not left. No matter how skillful his tracking skills were, he could not find any valuable clues.

Unless, use a magic power that can transcend the world's cognition, reverse time, and go back cause and effect!

Qin Yan groped around the table and bed and said to Zhu Ye, "Master, I want to stay here alone for a while."

Zhu Ye withdrew intently and closed the door for him.

Qin Yan's divine consciousness was released, and he felt that Zhu Ye and Jia Ying had gone far away, so he slowly pinched a spell and used his fateful magic power.

Since he entered the realm of Tianyuan, he has condensed the Yangshen, and his soul knowledge has become more pure, and he has become more and more proficent. The picture that could only be felt vaguely in the past can now be seen very clearly.

He closed his eyes, his senses extended in the darkness, pulled back the time in the room little by little, and finally saw a few familiar figures in the silence.

Six maps were placed on the table in turn. Hao Chenang and Ge Xinglie sat opposite each other, pointing their fingers on the map, and their lips squirmed. They didn't know what they were saying.

Qin Yan saw the largest scroll on the table at a glance. Unlike other maps, this is an ink painting full of artistic conception.

smoke and rain, mountain top, ancient temple...

Pine, rock, ladder...

Suddenly, the golden bell sounded.

When the spiritual platform in his mind shook, he felt that the picture was spinning rapidly in front of him, and the world of mountains and rain rushed towards him.

After a moment, he came to his senses and found himself in another world.

The gloomy sky is densely woven with a smoke-like rain curtain, and the distant mountains are green in the rain and fog.

Qin Yan came from the empty smoke and his face was slightly wet. After walking a while, he stopped and looked far away with his hands behind his hand, but he could not see the end of this plain.

'Is this... the world in the painting?'

He is not sure. If it is a fantasy in the painting, it should also be a scene of an ancient temple on the top of the mountain, but now the nearby location seems to be the south of the Yangtze River in March.

Obviously, it is just a projection of a painting in your own consciousness. Why can it be so powerful that it directly incorporates a Tianyuan master into the illusory world?

Is the legend true? Is there really no supreme swordsmanship hidden in this world?

However, the most urgent thing is to go out first. Qin Yan's fate can only trace what happened in half a day. He must first catch up with Ge Xinglie's footsteps. As for swordsmanship, it can only be postponed for the time being.

He first guessed that he was in a fantasy, so he used the method of dealing with bullets to criticize the stars, turned himself into a golden giant and broke away from this...

The result failed.

He is still just a seven-foot teenager, and nothing has changed.

From this, it can be determined that this is a real world, or a cave, not a fantasy.

And if it is a world road between truth and false like the six paths of the evil Bodhisattva, you can probably break through the boundary by using the divine foot power.

Qin Yan used his magical power, just like in the real world. He succeeded, but only moved a section of position. But he is sure that this is not the real world, because in this place, he has lost his sense of the road.

It can be seen that his power can't break free from this place, even if it is a fantasy.

Then you have to go on honestly and slowly look for clues.