Even if you raise your hand to block your eyes, you can still feel the surging sword intent with joy!

The aftermath of the formless sword qi flew over Happy Joy's arm, and a clear touch came from his arm, as if the four paintings engraved on the boulder were like a male whale and a fierce elephant, and Happy Footsteps retreated again and again, and finally forcibly stopped after retreating seven steps in a row.

The legs couldn't help but tremble, this was a tremor from the depths of the soul.

The most moving thing is the momentum of this residual sword intent, no matter how sharp the sword move is, it loses the master's control, and loses four points of true intent, which is like a sudden burst of power from the boulder, as if waiting for a long time again, and the joy poured out as soon as it appeared!

Through the edge of his arm, Happy squinted his eyes as much as possible to look at the boulder, and the dust raised by the sword qi was scattered in the air, but Happy suddenly found that between the lightning and flint, the sword qi that seemed to want his life suddenly disappeared, leaving only an old monk staring at him with a stunned face.

The old monk was dressed in an earthy yellow monk's robe, holding a big broom in his hand, and the broom was on the ground at this time, and the old monk's eyes were a little confused.

The fox was puzzled, and was quickly replaced by surprise.

"This ...... Donor, you ...... Can you see the words on it?" the old monk showed a surprised expression on his ravine-filled face, and the broom was taken out of a distance of one meter, and he and his arm pointed to the boulder diagonally behind his body.

His happy attention lingered on the old monk for a moment, and then he shifted to the boulder, and found that the surface of the stone was bare, and there was nothing!

This illusion ...... It's too real!

Xingxing raised his left arm, and the layers of goosebumps brought up by the sword qi scraping through his arm just now had just subsided, and the faint fiery and sensitive constantly reminded Xing that it was not an illusion.

Nodding at the old monk, he walked slowly and happily, getting closer to the boulder.

The old monk leaned the broom against the boulder, folded his hands and saluted happily, and happily stood up when he saw this, and respectfully replied to a Buddha salute.

The old monk in front of him reminded him of the presiding officer of the Nameless Ancient Temple, kind, dignified, and most importantly, happy to find a familiar feeling in him.

"Master, did you leave the words on this boulder?" The boulder was erected at the door of the temple, and the old monk suddenly appeared, happy to lose his ability, and his perception was seriously reduced, and he couldn't see the depth of the old monk for a while, so he could only ask tentatively.

The old monk shook his head with a smile when he heard this, "Don't hide it from the donor, the old monk is just an ordinary person, this word ...... It was left by an old gentleman. ”

Nodding happily, and looking at the old monk again, he felt that what the other party said was true, this sharp sword qi even felt shocked at a glance, and it was definitely not left by the weak old monk in front of him.

"Do you know what this old gentleman's name is? "The sword qi is like a dragon, and the sharpness is far beyond Yun Fei, I guess that this person may have something to do with Yun Fei, but I can't see me, and I can't be sure if I am happy.

The old monk shook his head again, "That old gentleman has a temper...... It's a little weird, a few days ago he came to the temple, lived in the backyard for a few days, every day with a sad face, the wall of the backyard was about to collapse by him. ”

Hmm? I'm glad to hear that people who have cultivated to this level are still bothered by what else?

"Do you know why the old gentleman left this word?" asked Glad again.

The old monk thoughtfully, "The old gentleman walked in the temple with his hands behind his back that day, I saw him puffed up and asked what was going on, he didn't say, just kept shaking his head, paced to the temple door and was stunned at this stone, stunned for a while, and then saw him waving his sleeves in front of the boulder, left and right a few times, sighed, and left, and left, this time, he didn't come back." ”

Thinking about it happily, it was obvious that the owner of the sword qi made a move with anger, but he didn't know why, but just looking at the sharpness of this sword qi, it was at least two realms higher than his heyday!

"Can you see the words on this boulder?" happily stretched out and touched the boulder, which was cold and cold, but did not feel the fluctuation of spiritual power at all, like a dead object.

"I'm just an ordinary sweeping monk in the temple, I'm already so old, alas......" The old monk waved his hand again and again, "Our temple road is not very easy to walk, and there are very few tourists who come up, but even if they come up, they all walk by the boulder like no one, and it is the first time that someone reacts like you." ”

"Since you can't see it, how do you know for sure there's a word on it?" asked Happy Wondering.

The old monk seemed to know that he was happy to have this question, and continued to explain, "Although I can't see the words on the boulder, but every day I sweep it, passing by near this boulder, I can hear the faint sound of gold cutting from above, at first I thought it was my auditory hallucination, but after a few days, I can be sure that the old gentleman waved his hand to carve something on the boulder, but because I am not a cultivator, I can't see it." ”

Happy to fold his hands and salute the old monk, showing his gratitude, the old monk hurriedly returned the salute.

"Master, can I live here?" Happy originally came out to relax, met people and things that were interested, and decided to stay first, as for the itinerary of the tour group, money opened the way, and nothing is impossible.

"Of course, there is a temporary shelter for tourists in the backyard, so come with me. The old monk picked up the broom and led the joy to the temple.

A good night's sleep, when the day is just bright, happy to get up and come to the courtyard, the backyard of the temple is very large, in the middle is a large open space, around the courtyard wall there is a circle of wooden corridors, I don't know how many years of erosion of wind and rain, the wooden surface between the corridors shows a faded sense of obsolescence, and what makes the joy even more surprised is that the four walls of the backyard are full of sword marks!

When I was happy to check in last night, even if my perception subsided, I still felt that the spiritual power fluctuations in this backyard were very obvious, it was too dark at that time, and I was happy to go to bed early without delving, and when I got up this morning and looked at it, I realized that the spiritual power residue in this courtyard was scattered by the sword marks on the wall!

A series of sword marks of different thickness are very conspicuous on the walls brushed with white lime, some sword marks are very long, some are very short, and some of the sword marks that have been rubbed over the stone pillars in the corridor have left clear traces, happy to walk over and touch it, the incision is extremely smooth, happy two fingers rubbed on the sword marks, but there is no trace of dust left.

Happy returned to the center of the backyard and stood still, closed his eyes and carefully perceived, the remnants of the spiritual power of the sword marks weaved a chaotic sword net around his body, and he tried to find the law inside, but in the end he found nothing.

The old monk came to the gate of the backyard early, originally wanting to come to bring some food to Xingxing, but as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Xingxing standing in the courtyard with his eyes closed.

In comparison, this young man is also a cultivator, right? Otherwise, how could he see the words left by the old gentleman?

After the old monk whispered at the door, he gently put down the tray in his hand and quietly left, happy to stop this station, it was two hours, the sun officially rose in the east, the warm sunlight sprinkled on the body, happy only felt that the air in the mountain was really good and terrible, the pores of the whole body seemed to be opened, greedily absorbing the nutrients in the air.

But at this time, most of the happy spirit was placed on the vague sword net around, and the sword net that seemed to be irregular, at first, began to split under the full attention of happy happiness, and after countless times of taking and pushing away, there was only a sword mark left in front of happy eyes, this sword was extremely smooth, and it seemed to be happy at this time in a peaceful and waveless state of mind.

The left hand naturally pinched the sword finger, guiding the small stream of sword qi that had already begun to operate in the body to stimulate out along the arm, and at the moment when the sword qi was close to the fingertip, the left arm of the happy left arm suddenly waved, and an invisible sword qi suddenly appeared, emitting a scream in the air.

Happy to open his eyebrows, this sword is much more condensed than the invisible sword qi that was swung before, but the sluggish feeling of the energy operation can never be shaken off, just like this sword is forcibly forced out of the body, happy shook the fingertips that were a little numb, and when the discomfort completely subsided, he closed his eyes again and silently felt the afterglow of the sword net.

The sound of swishing sword qi continued to sound in the backyard, attracting the attention of the monks who kept waking up in the front yard, everyone walked out of the room and got together, pointing in the direction of the backyard, the old monk was grabbing the broom in his hand and sweeping the ground, seeing that everyone's attention was attracted by the backyard, he looked up at the backyard, and the movements in his hands did not stop at all, I don't know what he was thinking