Yang Qingtian suddenly woke up from his sleep. He sat up loudly, then quickly looked at the Yanyang sword in his hand. The physical sun on the sword grid was still there. He took a breath, and then couldn't help but touch the physical sun with his hands. The moment he touched it, a sudden light of inspiration flashed through his mind.

He quickly got up from the bed, and no matter when he was now, he shouted as soon as he went out: "All elders are in the chamber of conventions." When the disciples who were waiting in the retreat room saw that the Pavilion Master suddenly came out of seclusion, they called out to all elders, and they probably had something good. Although it was already midnight at this moment, they still hurried to inform all elders.

The elders soon arrived at the meeting hall. After all, it was a big deal to call someone in the middle of the night. The Pavilion Master was studying how to activate the Flame Yang Sword. Now he probably found a way, so he was anxious to notify himself, so he came excitedly. Looking forward to the good news from the Pavilion Master.

However, the Pavilion Master really did not disappoint everyone's expectations. Yang Qingtian came up and said, "I may have found the reason why I cannot activate the Yanyang Sword to exert its true power."

As everyone was about to be excited, they realized that there was still a difference between their expectations, but this was already very exciting. The eyes that were revealed in their eyes at this time were like the expectation and impatient look of a group of hungry wolves when they heard the food appear.

Yang Qingtian said: "I asked all elders to come, just to ask if our leader Bai Jingwei has descendants."

Several elders looked at each other. They might be wondering what this has to do with Bai Jingwei's descendants, or they might be recalling the life experience of the founder of the sect who had only heard of the name. The last few people shook their heads. Yang Qingtian expected this. After all, hundreds of years have passed, and there is no historical record. In addition, if there are no rumors, there is basically no information to be considered.

The elder asked: "Why did the Pavilion Master suddenly ask about the family of the head of the sect?"

Yang Qingtian smiled and said, "I had a dream." The people in the room looked at each other and didn't know what the purpose was.

Yang Qingtian said again: "I dreamed of Houyi shooting the sun in my dream. There is a sun in the sky, one by one, and every time one is shot, there is a Yanyang sword that merged into my hand. However, when the ninth one is shot, it did not fall, but was shot in by the arrow, and then ran away by the arrow. The ninth sun that did not merge into the Yanyang sword is this." After that, he picked up the Yanyang sword and pointed at the only entity "sun" in the middle of the Jian Pavilion.

The second elder said: "The Lord of the Pavilion means? Is the 'sun' in this interval fake?"

Yang Qingtian nodded and said, "I feel that this is indeed possible. Otherwise, why no one has urged the Yanyang Sword for hundreds of years, and in all the records, there is no such thing as the Yanyang Sword being a weapon that only one person or a certain type of person is used."

The elder leaned closer and looked at the Yanyang Sword and said, "Can this be made? It seems that the ball is big." After that, he pressed it hard. It was indeed not big enough, and it was possible that he was not strong enough. Of course, it was also possible that it had nothing to do with the lack of strength at all.

The other people also came up, and then Yang Qingtian handed over the Yanyang Sword. The fourth elder said again: "There is no mechanism, otherwise how did this 'sun' get in?" After that, the few people took turns to see if the Yanyang Sword had any mechanism. But there was no reaction when it was done, and there seemed to be no trace of forging. This made everyone fall into deep thought. They think that if the "sun" could not be taken out, then this assumption would not be true.

The Sixth Elder asked again: "What does this have to do with Lord Bai's family?"

The third elder twisted his beard and said, "There is an arrow on the sun and a dot on the word "Sun". Isn't that just a white word?"

The elder had been pondering for a long time, and he nodded and said, "There is about 200 miles from our northeast. There is a water area called Baiyangdian. When I was very young, I heard my great-grandfather say that if he dies, he will be buried in Baiyangdian because he said that the ancestor of the Yanyang Pavilion in the beginning of the shooting is from Baiyangdian. Unfortunately, the old man was fake and his body was left uninhabited. After a long time, I almost didn't remember it. As for what my great-grandfather said, who did he hear me, I don't know. Master, look, should you go to Baiyangdian to take a look?"

When Yang Qingtian heard this, he felt that there was a door. He returned: "Since this is possible, I have to go and take a look. What if I am really there? I will set off right away tomorrow."

The elder said, "Do you want to go a few more people?"

Yang Qingtian said: "No, we are going to find things, not to grab things. Besides, the other party doesn't want us to know. If we go to many people, we will attract the attention of others, and we will not be able to find them when we hide them. Also, there is no accurate news. In addition, there are only seven seniors in our pavilion, and our martial arts are good. The internal skills and the sword techniques left by the Sima Pavilion Master must be practiced well. Now we have a reputation and there are more people coming to join us. We still need to have a solid reserve of basic combat power to really make our Yanyang Pavilion rise. So, I'll go by myself."

The elders heard what Yang Qingtian said very reasonable, so they did not continue to force it. Instead, they agreed happily, just wishing the Pavilion Master to find the Yanyang Sword.

The Great Elder also specifically instructed Yang Qingtian. After all, when Sima Pavilion Master before, this young elder was also worried about the new Pavilion Master. He said: "Master Master, although you have the ultimate realm, there are not many people who want to keep you in the world now, but you still can't be taken lightly. If you really can't beat me, can we run away? It's not embarrassing, and you won't be afraid of burning firewood if you keep the green mountains."

Yang Qingtian naturally knew the intention of the elder, so he nodded sincerely and agreed. Yang Qingtian did not do much about escaping, and it was only once in his life that he had made him meet Sima Longtian, and that he was able to become the head of a thirty-six well-known gang today from a helpless person to the head of a thirty-six well-known gang.

However, the elders present tonight would not know that Yang Qingtian never came back after leaving. It was not that Yang Qingtian didn't want to come back, but that he could never come back.

More than 200 miles away, not very far. Yang Qingtian set out from Wuji City in the morning and arrived at Baiyangdian at dusk. This Baiyangdian is a large area of ​​endless reed marsh. There are some villages around it, and these villages are named after the surnames of the big family. They are all Lijia Village, Wangjiazhuang, Majiahezi and so on.

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