This is the second name that was erased and covered up!

Zhang Yaxin.

Tianmai.

Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, looking at this name, he didn't feel anything strange.

Turning his eyes, he looked at the last of the three names again.

"Yang Yunlang... Xingmai."

There was nothing strange about this name.

But so far, Ye Wuque knew all the three names that were deliberately erased and covered up.

Xuanmai... Fang Qingyang.

Tianmai... Zhang Yaxin.

Xingmai... Yang Yunlang.

Staring at these three names, Ye Wuque had an idea in his mind.

When he figured out why these three names were deliberately erased, he might not be far from deciphering the ultimate truth of the whole incident.

Immediately, Ye Wuque didn't stop and walked out of the disciple cave.

Turning his eyes, Ye Wuque looked at the two domineering and majestic poems at the end of the disciple cave again.

"If I am the Green Emperor in the future, I will reward the peach blossoms to bloom in one place..."

Reciting this poem silently, Ye Wuque left the disciple cave quietly.

The second place.

Xuanmai.

Six moved peaks.

At one Xuanmai, Ye Wuque appeared silently. Not far in front of him, several Xuanmai disciples walked by, but they could not see him at all.

Under these six moved peaks, the mysterious person also left soul restrictions and soul warnings.

With a thought, Ye Wuque immediately sensed the soul breath deep in these six underground places again.

The third place.

Ye Wuque's figure disappeared at the original place.

When he appeared again, he had come to Qinfeng.

Qinfeng.

It was the peak that belonged to Qin Fengzi.

It was through the examination of Qin Fengzi's soul that Ye Wuque determined the true position of the six peaks before they were swapped and transferred.

He also saw the word "death" and the ancient formation under the mountain. It was because of this that he wanted to find the eye of the ancient formation and finally found the Xuanmai Sacrifice Hall.

The whole process can be said to be linked together and indispensable.

Coming to Qinfeng again, Ye Wuque saw that the door of the cave was not closed. Although he had not entered, he could clearly hear the snoring of Qin Fengzi from inside.

As soon as he entered the cave, a strong smell of alcohol hit him.

On the couch, Qin Fengzi was lying there with his legs spread out, snoring, holding an empty wine jar in his hand.

Qin Fengzi.

An extremely mysterious and strange ancient alliance, he could not be considered an old disciple at all.

The geographical location of the mountain of the entire Xuanmai was designed by him.

Appearing silently in front of Qin Fengzi, Ye Wuque once again placed a hand on his forehead.

The power of the soul entered it, and Ye Wuque once again entered Qin Fengzi's soul space.

The soul seal still existed there.

Ye Wuque carefully sensed it, and by the way, he read Qin Fengzi's sealed memory again.

After doing all this, Ye Wuque left the cave.

The top of Qinfeng.

Ye Wuque was alone, and at this moment, he recalled the three places he had just visited one by one in his mind.

"It can't be wrong..."

"I confirmed it again. The soul aura left in the three places is exactly the same. It was originally from the same person."

"I originally guessed that it might be a certain chief."

"I didn't expect it to be... him!"

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuque's mind emerged with the appearance of the skinny old man in the ancestral hall! That's right

!

The disciple cave erased the names of Fang Qingyang, Zhang Yaxin, and Yang Yunlang!

Moved the six peaks of the Xuanmai!

Seal the memory of Qin Crazy!

The initiator of these three things was the skinny old man!

In other words.

In Ye Wuque's understanding at this moment, the skinny old man was the mysterious man who was hiding behind the scenes of the Ancient Alliance of the Gods in his speculation!

"To be able to guard the ancestral hall, his identity must be transcendent and noble."

"I can't see his face clearly, but his aura is unfathomable. He is very likely a legend in the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation Realm!"

"His age is even more unpredictable. He must be very old. His sense of vicissitudes cannot be concealed. He must be far beyond all the chiefs."

"Whether it is identity, status, strength, or qualifications, he does have the ability and qualifications to be... the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Ye Wuque's eyes gradually became fascinating.

The originally confusing and treacherous mystery was revealed after he broke through to the Dark Star Realm, and then all of them were connected, as if they were completely connected.

"So can we think that..."

"Fang Qingyang offended the skinny old man for some reason, so the skinny old man wanted to get rid of him!"

"But because Fang Qingyang is a spiritual son, his status is as high as the chief seat, so even the skinny old man can't get rid of him openly!"

"So, the skinny old man found Long Qianqiu."

"And he is the person behind Long Qianqiu?"

"The skinny old man secretly helped Long Qianqiu, and finally got rid of Fang Qingyang, causing Fang Qingyang to betray the Ancient Alliance and end up miserably?"

"Is this the truth before and after the whole thing?"

Ye Wuque summed up such a rough cause and effect.

It looks simple and reasonable, and there seems to be nothing unreasonable.

It's just...

Ye Wuque looked at the Xuanmai land. The ancient formation with the word "death" in the depths of the land and the existence of Qin Fengzi in the cave behind him seemed to remind him that everything was not so simple.

"Or are these two things not related at all, but because of Fang Qingyang, this common existence, I was implicated and pulled together by coincidence? Making things complicated and weird?"

Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this point, it seems that there is no point in continuing to investigate.

Perhaps, the hidden mechanism in the sacrificial hall can give some new explanations.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's heart moved, and in his perception of the power of his soul, he saw a picture again in the Xuanmai.

On a low mountain, in front of a lonely grave.

Zhang Qinghe, the usually drunken deacon, appeared there again, drunk, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

That endless sadness was rippling wildly, and it seemed to contain a deep powerlessness and despair.

Such a scene!

Ye Wuque had "seen" the past.

Now, he saw it again.

The location of the small mountain is very secretive, and ordinary Xuanmai disciples can't see it at all, and that lonely grave...

Swish!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Ye Wuque's mind!

"Wait!" "

In the disciple cave, one of the three erased names is named 'Zhang Yaxin', the same surname as Zhang Qinghe and Deacon Zhang!"

"Could it be such a coincidence?"

"And Deacon Zhang only dared to build this small lonely grave. Although he built a monument, he didn't even leave his name. It was a blank."

"Is he unwilling to stay, or... dare not stay?"

"He only dares to come quietly to pay tribute in the dead of night when no one cares!"

The depths of Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly reflected a fascinating light.

His intuition told him that he seemed to have discovered a brand new clue!

The next moment, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared on Qinfeng.