Even Xuan Yue, who was in the Western Wilderness, had heard of Liu Yike's name. She knew that she was a great legend in the world, but she didn't know that she had served as the former acting sect leader of the Desolate Sect.

With full curiosity, she followed Yu Shiqi to the Ju Lai Bank to exchange the exchange notes for the things to keep. She originally thought that the things left by the Sword Master were not magic swords but also martial arts secrets. Unexpectedly, the steward of the Ju Lai Bank finally handed over the items solemnly.

What was given to Yu Shiqi was a short wooden box.

Inside the box was a key and a yellowed note with an address.

"Is this the key to a house?" Xuan Yue held up the copper-yellow key with a puzzled look on her face.

"Let's go take a look." Yu Shiqi said.

"Um."

The two of them walked in the bustling city of Wuyue City, which was full of pavilions and flowers, and passed bridges across canals and rivers. During the leisurely stroll, talking and laughing, Yu Shiqi roughly told his story after leaving the Western Wasteland.

When he told Xuan Yue, even though he didn't deliberately use shocking language, the girl was still frightened by the dangers he faced several times when he left the dragon pool and entered the tiger's den.

"It's strange. I'm not very well-informed in the Western Wilderness. I know a little bit about the martial arts in Central Continent." Xuan Yue murmured doubtfully, "What is the origin of this Dragon Blood God Sect? It feels like it came out of thin air.

It’s like something that comes out of nowhere.”

"My father and my mother also said the same thing. Neither Wangchuan nor the Desolate Sect has any information about the Dragon Blood Cult." Yu Shiqi sighed, "Maybe it really appeared out of thin air?"

"Don't be stupid. Even if it's not a huge organization, its structure is very clear. It's definitely not the kind of ragtag group that got together temporarily." Xuan Yue frowned lightly and thought hard: "As you said, the other party not only has

There are warriors with superb martial arts skills, as well as mystics who are proficient in secret arts, but in fact, mystics are rare in Chenlin..."

"You want to say...Yunlu?" Yu Shiqi suddenly came to his senses.

The origin of the mystics is Yunlu, across the Canglang Sea from Central Continent, which is the distant land ruled by the Lengquan Empire that once crossed the sea and fought two unprecedented wars with Chen Lin. Both Linquan wars were centered around Chen Lin.

Ling reversed the crisis and defeated the Cold Spring Expeditionary Force. After that, Zhongzhou and Yunlu lived in peace with each other for more than a hundred years. With the advancement of shipbuilding and navigation, the Canglang Sea was no longer a problem for ordinary people in the two countries.

No matter how insurmountable the natural chasm is, it is not difficult for the mystics of Yunlu to cross the sea to Chenlin.

"Speaking of which, I also remembered one thing. Not long ago in Jiang City..." Yu Shiqi's heart pounded faster, "A woman from the Dragon Blood God Sect came. The martial arts she used are from the same source as my Aunt Xiaozhou, but Xiaozhou

Auntie’s seems to have been passed down from the Desolate Sect, but she said it was originally the martial arts of the ancient Yunlu royal family.”

"The six arts of the Yun Clan?" Xuan Yue asked.

"Yes, it turns out you also know." Yu Shiqi was a little surprised.

"The Great Snow Sect has a library that contains many ancient books. The collection of books may be richer than the Great Jiutian Archives on the top floor of the Red Castle of the Desolate Sect. The book contains everything from all over the world." Xuan Yue said with a smile, "It's just those

Most of the ancient books are written in the ancient sacred script of the Western Wilderness, and most people from the Spirit Tribe can’t understand them.”

"Ancient divine texts?"

"I told you that the Spirit Clan believes in the Queen Mother of the West, right?"

"Hmm...but doesn't the entire Xihuang basically believe in the Queen Mother of the West?" Yu Shiqi asked strangely.

Xuan Yue stopped in front of a crossroads, turned to face Yu Shiqi and said: "Ordinary people in the Western Wilderness have different beliefs about the Queen Mother of the West than the Spiritual Race. The Queen Mother of the West is the ancient divine race that we worship, and they once had great glory.

The history and civilization of the world, the evidence is the ancient books left in the library of the Snow Sect. The ancient books are entirely written in their words, and even the Holy Lord and I cannot fully read and understand them."

"But the history of Guyun Kingdom is not that far away..." Yu Shiqi briefly read some history books and knew that Chen Lin was established after Guyun Kingdom fell apart.

When the ancient Yun Kingdom existed, Central Continent was in a state of separate kingdoms. The ancestors of the Mu family who crossed the sea from Yunlu turned against the guests and completed the unification. Only then did the Chenlin Empire have a glorious foundation of more than 400 years.

Looking back, it shouldn't be too long before the Six Arts of the Yun Clan came into being, and it seems a bit out of line with the Ancient God Clan mentioned by Xuan Yue.

"I said most of the books in the collection were written in ancient sacred scripts, but I didn't say all of them, stupid." Xuan Yue rolled her eyes at him after a long absence, "The six arts of the Yun tribe were supposed to be lost when the Yun Kingdom was destroyed, but now they are.

It has spread to Central Continent, there must be something wrong with it."

Yu Shiqi felt that his mind was in chaos. Although he had only discussed a few words with her, the amount of fresh information he received at once was a bit too much.

"Do you know where the Six Arts of the Yun Clan of the Huangwu Sect come from?"

"I don't know." Yu Shiqi shook his head, "The Six Arts are advanced martial arts. Swordsmen like me who have only stayed in Yunzhong Sword for one year have no chance to come into contact with it."

"Eh? Then your mother should know, she is the sect leader." Xuan Yue rolled her eyes.

"Are we digressing a little bit?" Yu Shiqi motioned for her to follow him and continue walking forward, while saying: "The sources of the Six Arts of the Desolate Sect are definitely different from those of the Dragon Blood God Sect. The Six Arts have been passed down in the Desolate Sect for more than a hundred years.

history.”

"Having said that, I want to verify a conjecture of mine." Xuan Yue walked side by side with his hands behind her back, "The Six Arts were originally a martial arts inherited by the royal family of the Ancient Yun Kingdom, but now they can be spread to Central Continent.

Doesn’t it prove that the heirs of the ancient Yun Kingdom’s royal family have not been cut off? I doubt the identity of the person who brought the Six Arts to the Huangwu Sect..."

"Even so, what does it mean?" Yu Shiqi didn't understand the meaning of her words, "Guyun Kingdom was destroyed, but the possibility of the royal family not being exterminated is not completely impossible. The king of the subjugated country still has the opportunity to leave heirs among the people.

Not to mention a clan?”

Xuan Yue hesitated for a moment. Although she felt that her guess was not mature enough, Yu Shiqi asked so, so she had no choice but to explain to him: "If the Dragon Blood Cult was founded by the bloodline left by the royal family of the Ancient Yun Kingdom,

So its appearance out of thin air is not an unsolvable mystery. Just like the ancestors of the Chenlinmu clan were able to bring thousands of people across the sea to unify Central Continent, the people behind the Dragon Blood God Sect may also want to restore the Yun Kingdom?

"

At first, Yu Shiqi was stunned by her bold guess. At first glance, it seemed that it was true, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was impossible. If there was really a blood descendant of the Guyun tribe who planned to imitate Chen

The ancestors of the Ming Mu family were extremely stupid to carry out restoration in Zhongzhou.

After all, when the founding fathers of Chen Lin crossed the sea and came to Central Continent, Central Continent was in a state of fragmentation and war. The competition between the various forces gave outsiders like them enough room to breathe. And now the world of Central Continent is the responsibility of Chen Lin and his family.

After all, the powerful enemy Rong Xia in the north had lost the capital to threaten Chen Lin during the war in the Beining period. Fuso in the East China Sea and the small country of Izumo had been coerced by Leng Quan in the two Lin Quan wars before they dared to attack Chen Lin.

Be an enemy.

Unless civil strife breaks out in Chenlin, there will be no conditions for change in Zhongzhou.

"Yue'er, you are really good at joking. No storyteller dares to think like you just did." Yu Shiqi raised his eyebrows and winked, teasing.

"I...I just made a random guess. No matter how bizarre the guess is, it's not surprising, okay? You, you're still laughing..." Xuan Yue was already lacking in confidence, and being disturbed by him made her even more guilty.

"If the sky falls, there will always be a taller person. Let's not think about the Dragon Blood God Sect for now."

"Hmph, I thought you were eating the food of the wandering painter to worry about the heart of the great master of the Desolate Sect!"

Yu Shiqi suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the dusty door of a courtyard in front of him that looked like it hadn't been cleaned for many years.

"Huh?" Xuan Yue hadn't realized that they had arrived at the address Liu Yike left, and was wondering why he stopped suddenly.
Chapter completed!