Chapter 649: The Saw Heaven's Mysterious Picture

Yang Tianwen and his group found an inn and settled down first. Dongxuan City was not small, so they didn't rush to find the Xiao family.

The five people asked for four rooms, Yang Tianwen, Yang Wei, Meng Xiaojian each, and two sisters of the Zhong family. After everyone rested, Meng Xiaojian actually took the initiative to come to Yang Tianwen.

"Brother Meng, the boat is exhausted, don't you take a good rest?" Yang Tianwen said lazy and half-jokingly, pointing to the chair in the room and saying, "Come on, sit down and talk."

"It's time to get tired of the boat? It's okay, Boss Yang, we don't have to rest even if we work hard a hundred times, right?" Meng Xiaojian said with a funny look.

"Working with labor and entertainment, a certain amount of rest is necessary." Yang Tianwen shook his head and retorted.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm not here to discuss the combination of labor and entertainment with you, I'll do it..." Meng Xiaojian said halfway through a smile, not saying anything with his appetite.

Yang Tianwen said, "I'm talking about the colorful brocade handkerchief!" He stopped, adjusted his posture, changed to a more comfortable sitting position and said, "Tell me, I'll listen."

Meng Xiaojian's smile froze, then he showed a helpless and bitter smile and said, "Boss Yang, don't you be so pretentious, okay? This will make me feel very unfulfilled."

Yang Tianwen laughed, "There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the human being. Remember this sentence, you must always give yourself a correct position. Don't overestimate yourself, or underestimate yourself too much." After laughing, he returned to his normal expression and asked, "Say anything if you have, be careful to get sick."

Meng Xiaojian rolled his eyes and said, "I once heard my grandfather talk about the colorful brocade handkerchief. I thought about it carefully. At that time, my grandfather said that this colorful brocade handkerchief is said to record the cultivation experience of a powerful god in the ancient times and the location of its temple. Therefore, every time it appears, it will always cause a bloody robbery. Of course, fewer and fewer people know the legend of the colorful brocade handkerchief, and even my grandfather is skeptical about it."

Yang Tianwen's interest immediately dissipated a lot after hearing this. After thinking for a while, he asked, "There is only one piece of brocade handkerchief?"

"I don't know this, it seems to be just one piece, right?" Meng Xiaojian shook his head and replied.

Yang Tianwen thought carefully and asked in disbelief: "Only one piece? Then this colorful brocade handkerchief still exists for so many years? Over the years, hasn't anyone understood the secret?"

"I don't know." Meng Xiaojian shook his head and said, "But we should know soon."

"What does it mean?" Yang Tianwen asked in confusion.

"Do you still remember the soul search method you taught me?" Meng Xiaojian raised his eyebrows and said, "I found in that person's memory that he did not come alone, but a group of people. I believe that Luo Yuanqian won't run long. So, you have been paying close attention to his movements recently. Otherwise, our colorful brocade handkerchief will be ruined."

Yang Tianwen glanced at Meng Xiaojian a few times, looked him up and down, and said in surprise: "Hey, you have really learned a lot, and you can even plot against others."

"This is not called calculation, this is called wisdom!" Meng Xiaojian retorted.

"You go to the employment Menghui to find out the news about Dongxuancheng and the Xiao family. In a few days, the matter between the two sisters of the Zhong family will be solved first." Yang Tianwen ordered.

Meng Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, his face hesitated. After a long time, he asked, "Are you really leaving?"

"The whole world has a banquet. I promised Zhong Qing'er to send them to Dongxuan City to visit their relatives. Since the commission has been completed, it is time for me to continue on the road." Yang Tianwen tapped the chair handle with his hand and replied calmly.

"But where is the colorful brocade handkerchief?" Meng Xiaojian asked anxiously.

"To be honest, I don't have hope for the legend of the colorful brocade handkerchief, because its legend is too long and hundreds of millions of times, but no one has understood its secret. Perhaps this legend is simply fake, or someone deliberately used it as bait to provoke a fight in the divine world." Yang Tianwen stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked a few steps and said.

A legend from the ancient times has not been solved yet. Yang Tianwen does not think its existence is true. Because there are too many similar legends passed down from the ancient times. Are they all true? That's simply nonsense.

Meng Xiaojian left in a depressed mood and went to the employment of the Menghui to find out the news. But he was in a conflict. Should he stay and protect and pursue Zhong Qing'er, or should he go on the road with Yang Tianwen?

Meng Xiaojian couldn't have both fish and bear's paws, and he was worried.

After Meng Xiaojian left, Yang Tianwen arranged several layers of prohibitions and formations to isolate everything in the room, make the illusion of retreat and practice, and flash into the pagoda of time and space.

First, he used the creation talisman to get out a dragon tendon, and then came to Shui Qinlan's yard, found the Emperor of the Moon and asked about the colorful brocade handkerchief, but the answer was zero, because even the Emperor of the Moon and Dark was not sure whether the legend of the colorful brocade handkerchief was true or false. The only thing that is certain is that this legend has really been passed down from the ancient times.

Yang Tianwen did not get a satisfactory answer here. He returned to his study and took out the compass of fate. He originally didn't want to bother the compass guide, but now it seems that only the omniscient compass guide can give him a correct and affirmative answer.

"Grandpa Compass, come out and ask if you have something to do." Yang Tianwen called softly.

After the compass of fate trembled, it floated in mid-air. A phantom shot out from the heart of heaven. It was the compass guide with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter with me?" asked the compass guide.

"I want to know if the legend of the colorful brocade handkerchief is true or false?" Yang Tianwen asked bluntly.

"Five Colorful Brocade Pattern?" The compass guide seemed a little confused. After a while, he confirmed: "Are you talking about Zaotian Mitu?"

"Zaotian Mi Map? What's the thing?" Yang Tianwen even more confused.

"Zaotian Zhenjun, the first god of ancient times, is extremely powerful. His original body is a Zaotian flag. This flag ranks innate and is one of the three innate flags. He is good at defending and can cast mist to cover the sky. In the fog, no one can tell the direction except the fog-caster." The compass guide said. "Zaotian Mitu is what the Saotian Zhenjun left behind after the fall of Zaotian Zhenjun. As long as you can break the mystery, you can get the Zaotian Temple and the innate spiritual treasure Saotian flag!"

After hearing this, Yang Tianwen was stunned for a while, and his thoughts changed rapidly. This was really a blessing that could not be stopped!

Zaotianqi? I just don’t have defensive magic weapons. No matter how many collections of the first generation of gods in the ancient times are, I think at least it is better than the Emperor of the Moon, right?

Yang Tianwen asked again: "Where is the Zaotian Temple?"

"There is nothing in the world that can be obtained without effort. Do you want to know where the Zaotian Temple is? Come and ask me when you open the 28th floor of the compass?" After saying that, the compass guide turned into flowing light and escaped into the compass.

Yang Tianwen was not stupid. After hearing this, he reflected from the side that there must be good things in the Zaotian Temple! Twenty-eighth floor? It’s too difficult. I might as well get the Zaotian Mi Map and study it.

Yang Tianwen flashed out of the space-time pagoda. He was idle. During the day, he calculated the time to enter the space-time pagoda, used the creation talisman to accumulate the number of dragon tendons. At night, he understood the seal of the compass in the starry sky.

The rest of the time, he closely watched Luo Yuangan's movements. From the Xuanguang Technique, this guy had some skills and luck. He had escaped the disaster after being robbed several times. However, it was precisely because of this that Luo Yuangan was also rushing to Dongxuan City, because he knew that it was safer to stay in the city than in the wilderness.

Over the past few days, Yang Tianwen has been living a leisurely and fulfilling life. Yang Wei has been staying in the room in addition to practicing. The two sisters of the Zhong family also live a peaceful life. They are very sensible and do not run around. They come over to ask some training problems from time to time. The busiest one is Meng Xiaojian. This guy runs outside every day. In addition to inquire about the news about the Xiao family, he wants to find out the distribution of the power of Dongxuan City, so as not to offend the local tyrant for some unnecessary reasons.

For Yang Tianwen, who owns the space-time pagoda, he can be used for hundreds of years.

Therefore, hundreds of dragon tendons have accumulated in the Immortal Palace, waiting for Yang Tianwen to merge. The two alien thunder dragons in the golden dragon scissors got the Rakshasa soul bead provided by Yang Tianwen, and their strength has increased again. Unlike ordinary dragon clans, they are taking the absolute path of beast cultivation, which is the path that Xiaobai takes. They give up the human form and directly evolve the beast body.

The power of the golden dragon shear will double with the evolution of the two alien thunder dragons, which is why Yang Tianwen has to invest a large amount of Rakshasa soul beads to provide them with cultivation and evolution.
Chapter completed!