Yan Zhao song looked at the snow crane carved by the ice, lifelike, Zhong Ling Xiu Xiu.

Under the snow crane of the ice sculpture, there is also a jade bracelet. The jade bracelet also has a snow crane pattern, which looks like the same set of ornaments.

Su Shi said: "Let the young master laugh, this is what the girl left in the past, I have been thinking about it, if the young master wants to take it away..."

Yan Zhao song smiled: "How come, this is what the mother left for you. Also, hey, call me Zhao Ge."

Su Shi smiled, and the palm of his hand lifted gently. The ice-carved snow crane bloomed with brilliance and then rose upward.

In the light, the Taoist spirits are intertwined, presenting a small array of methods, slowly opening the void, but leading to a small exotic space.

Yan Zhao song knows that this is the forbidden place or holy place of the Xuehe faction.

With the Su Shi together, there is a huge mountain rock in the foreign space.

Yan Zhao’s gaze is slightly condensed, watching the mountain rock, and seeing a lot of strange characters on it.

"Oh... something like a password cipher." Yan Zhao sings his heart and remembers that he had accounted for a lot of things before he left the Guangfu Mountain.

These things may not always be useful, but Yan Di does not know what the son will encounter in the end, so he is prepared and will use all the things he has to give to Yan Zhaoge.

After Yan Zhao’s thoughts for a moment, he extended his palm and poured it into the rock.

The text graphics on the rock began to change rapidly.

Yan Zhaoge extended his other hand and wrote his fingers in the air. He saw a light and shadow, as if he had carved the surface of the rock and merged with the original pattern.

Su Shi looked at this scene with some surprise.

After a long while, Yan Zhao song stopped his movements, but saw the light and shadow interlaced and changed, and finally became static.

The book on the surface of the mountain rock has completely changed its appearance.

Looking at the line of text, Yan Zhao song nodded slowly: "Although there are some differences, but the words are very similar to the words before the big break, compared with the texts of the eight great worlds and the big floating world, they are more retro, inheritance. The context is clearer."

Yan Zhao song smiled. In a few memories, his mother was very happy to study ancient books and ancient scripts.

My hobbies in the ancient writings of ancient books are derived from the early warning of the mother's snow at an early age.

Perhaps this kind of language and text that is very similar to the common language before the great destruction is the one that used to be born before the big world and the eight great world.

Yan Zhaoge studied the records left by the stone carvings while studying what he knew.

"If you can't say anything directly, do you have to make such a twist? If it's really out of place, it's not convenient to say it, then there is no need to leave a message?"

Yan Zhao’s thoughts in his heart, and then rubbing the words on the stone, the more eccentric the face is.

"The way to the upper bounds, a total of two..."

"The most basic method is to achieve the four realms of Wu Sheng, and to draw the boundaries of the world."

"If you don't, learn from me, there is a treasure that can stabilize the gap between the boundaries to protect yourself, and then look for the wound in the sky..."

Yan Zhao’s mouth twitched and twitched: “This tone, how can it be like going out in the rainy weather and remember to bring an umbrella?”

"And this is not a very important thing, but suddenly I remembered to forget to say that I just left a word, what is it?"

Yan Zhao sighed: "Daddy, what kind of wife did you find in the end..."

"But..." Yan Zhao’s eyes are slightly stunned: "The upper bounds of the world... the wounds of the celestial wall... A big shatter, what made the original world, what it is now?"

Yan Zhao song touched his chin, thinking in his heart, his mouth gradually overflowed with a few smiles: "I am more and more interested."

After a while, Yan Zhao songs converge.

The text burned on the rock has been roughly known, but Yan Zhaoge did not withdraw his palm, but continued to inject the real yuan into it.

In a few moments, the sudden change of the mountain rock, the original hard rock, suddenly became like a soft mud.

A piece of mountain rock is sunken down to form a circular groove.

Yan Zhaoge observed the size of the groove, and then took out the half mirror that he had when he first arrived in the big world.

When they came over, they were dragged by the instrument that was left by the mother Xue Qingqing. This half-circular mirror is the core hub of the instrument.

After urging the instrument, the semi-circular mirror temporarily lost its effectiveness. Yan Zhaoge always took it around, hoping to find clues and find the other half mirror.

At this moment, I saw this half-circular mirror, accurately embedded in the circular groove, occupying half of the space.

Yan Zhaoge looked at it, and in the other half of the vacant groove, there was a flow of water gradually formed, filling this half groove.

There seems to be a heavy scene on the water, but it is not stable enough. It is difficult to see the specific image.

Yan Zhao song crossed his hands and embraced his chest: "It seems that I need to wait for some time."

Su Shi has been quietly waiting for aside, watching Yan Zhao song, lips and lips showing a gentle smile, in Yan Zhao song, as if to see the snow that he used to follow.

Yan Zhaoge turned his head and said: "Hey, it seems that you still need to disturb you for some time."

Su Shi smiled: "How long does the young master be happy to stay, how long it will take."

Yan Zhaoge asked: "Yes, hey, Tai Lingshi, is this common in the big world of life?"

Su said: "It's not common, but the output is not bad."

Yan Zhaoge asked in a deep voice: "Where can I find it?"

Su Shi replied: "The veins are scattered, and the especially large veins are not. They are all small and medium veins scattered in various places."

Yan Zhao song nodded slowly.

At this time, there was a sudden voice outside: "Mother."

"It's my daughter, Shen Rong." Su Shi first explained to Yan Zhaoge, Yan Zhaoge smiled and said: "I will go out with you, please don't let other people come in here for a short time."

Su Shi said: "This is nature."

With the automatic accumulation of water in the mountains and rocks, Yan Zhaoge and Su Shi went out together in an exotic space and returned to the outside of the Xuehe School.

A woman waiting there, for two decades, looks and Su Shi is extremely cool.

Shen Rong saw Yan Zhaoge, his eyes were a little curious, but he still had a first ritual: "Shen Rong see... young master."

Listening to her name, she knows that she has already had the instructions of her father Shen Nuo, and even if she has already married Qinglong Mountain, Su Shi is very important in her heart, at least in front of Su Shi, dare not make the slightest.

Yan Zhao’s song smiled slightly and met her: “It’s not so polite, I am older than you, and I can call my brother.”

Su Shi asked: "Ronger, but is there something in Qinglongshanzong?"

Shen Rong nodded: "Yes, publicly, they have already got the news of the arrival of Yan Shixiong and his party. The public servant asked me to come over and send a letter with you, and invite you to go to Qinglong Mountain with Yan Shisi." (To be continued.) 8