Seeing Zhou Bo's dejected appearance, Qin Lan couldn't help but show a smile on his face that was originally flushed because of shyness, but he hurriedly restrained himself: "Hmph, our business is not over, don't think that if you taught me two swordsmanship, I will forgive you so easily." You did it last night... The two of us didn't have it so easy to figure it out. I... I.. I'll clean you up when I'm ready!"

Zhou Bo raised his head, moved his mouth slightly, and muttered helplessly: "Where is this my fault, it is clear that you secretly took a bath last night..."

"Don't say it!" Hearing Zhou Bo's whispered muttering, Qin Lan yelled again, but his tone was a little softer. It seems that sometimes there are things that are not enemies, and they really can't get together.

"Let me tell you, if my senior brother asked, you would say that you had no intention of entering the territory of the Tianshan Sword Sect last night, and after I found out, you would flee for fear of causing a misunderstanding! Looking at this guy's stupid appearance, maybe when someone asks something, he will really tell him what happened last night. If this thing is really exposed, you won't have to be a person in the future!

"However, the embrace of this dead thief is really warm!" Thinking of the situation just now when the two of them hugged each other and practiced swords, Qin Lan's cheeks flushed again, and he hurriedly shook his head, shaking all the things he had in his mind before, as if he was going to shake it and lose his memory. It took a long time before he said, "Anyway, no one is allowed to say anything about this." Besides, we didn't meet last night, do you know?"

"En!" Zhou Bo nodded again and again, signaling that he remembered it. Seeing Zhou Bo nodding, Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief and pointed in the direction he came: "You go first, I'll leave later!"

It seems that Qin Lan is still afraid that she will cause some misunderstanding if she is with Zhou Bo. Zhou Bo nodded, but didn't say much. Anyway, as long as Qin Lan doesn't bother with himself now, Zhou Bo doesn't bother to care so much. Zhou Bo also knew that he couldn't say anything about last night. Huanshou looked around for a while, and was about to leave. Hengzhu stayed here for a little half of the night, and if he didn't know what was going on around him, he really had a little regret.

"Huh?" Looking at the towering mountain rock behind him, Zhou Bo suddenly came to his senses and pointed to the mountain stone: "Alas, there are words on it!"

"What, tell you, this girl has a name and a surname, and her surname is Qin Minglan!" Qin Lan said a little fiercely, but her eyes still followed the direction of Zhou Bo's finger, and after seeing the mountains and rocks behind her, she said with a little disdain: "I thought what kind of thing, this is what you are talking about? It has been there for a long time, and when I joined the faction, it was already there, and it has been at least twenty years, right?"

"It's been so long?" Zhou Bo walked forward slowly, carefully looking at the two lines of large characters side by side. The words on the stone wall seem to have been carved with a sword, and the words are deeply inscribed, and every word is extraordinary. Obviously, the other party is also a master of using a sword. Looking at those words, Zhou Bo read out loud: "The stars of the Nine Heavens Galaxy are shining, not as good as the snow falling into the mortal world"

"Good words, good cultivation!" Zhou Bo exclaimed in a low voice: "The person who carved this word must be a master with a sword, you look at the character marks of every stroke and stroke, the depth is almost the same." This feeling is not something that ordinary people can have. By the way, which of your Tianshan Sword Sect seniors carved this?" Zhou Bo turned his head and asked Qin Lan casually.

"I don't know, honestly, it's the first time I've read the words on it. I only knew about the inscriptions on this stone wall before, but I had never looked at it carefully. Qin Lan was also attracted by Zhou Bo's words. Take two steps forward and look carefully at the words on the stone walls.

Zhou Bo looked at the strokes, and suddenly his heart moved, and he always felt something. I felt strange in my heart, but I didn't know where this feeling came from, and I looked around in some confusion, and after I didn't find anything, I looked at the words on the stone wall again. However, I didn't look at it once, and the familiar feeling from before reappeared. made Zhou Bo's brows furrow unconsciously, after all, the strange and familiar feeling of déjà vu but not being able to find what he had seen there was very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhou Bo's somewhat restless and impatient appearance, Qin Lan asked indifferently, but there was still a hint of concern in his eyes.

"It's okay!" Zhou Bo shook his head with a bitter face: "I don't know what's going on, I suddenly have a strange feeling, as if something is very familiar." However, I didn't know where this familiar feeling came from, so I felt a little uncomfortable!"

"Familiar?" Qin Lan shook his head: "You are the first time to join our Tianshan Sword Sect, how can you feel familiar? Aren't you okay just now? Why are you like this now, you won't have any problems, right? Otherwise, let's go back?" Seeing Zhou Bo's somewhat impatient appearance, Qin Lan couldn't help but become worried, and hurriedly said. At the same time, her eyes looked at the mountain stone with a little worry. "It seems that Zhou Bo read the words on the rock, and something was wrong. However, why do you look fine?" Qin Lan secretly wondered in her heart, pulled up Zhou Bo, and wanted to leave with Zhou Bo.

"Wait!" Zhou Bo suddenly waved his hand, broke free of Qin Lan, and suddenly took two steps forward. Stretch out your finger and move slowly along the path of your bottom font. At the same time, he closed his eyes, as if he felt the implications, and moved slowly.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Zhou Bo's strange behavior, Qin Lan asked out loud. But Zhou Bo's palm waved, signaling her to shut up: "Don't speak, wait a minute!" After speaking, Zhou Bo's expression tensed again, and his fingers slid along the strokes on the font little by little. Suddenly, Zhou Bo suddenly opened his eyes, took two steps back, came to Qin Lan's side, and stretched out his hand: "Lend me your saber to use!" The expression on his face was indescribably serious, as if he had met some peerless master.

"Oh!" Seeing Zhou Bo's expression, Qin Lan didn't dare to say anything, and immediately handed over the silver jade jade in his hand to Zhou Bo. Zhou Bo's hand slowly drew out the long sword, and the tip of the sword moved little by little along with the word "between" at the bottom. At the same time, the wrists are constantly adjusted slightly, as if they are about to adjust to the most suitable angle. Looking at Zhou Bo's movements, Qin Lan looked at Zhou Bo a little incredulously: "No, is it..Could it be that he is comprehending swordsmanship?"

Looking at Zhou Bo's movements this time, Qin Lan felt more and more that this guy in front of him was clearly sensing a set of swordsmanship. Could it be that he really has such a ability, he can comprehend swordsmanship from anything with a single gesture? For a while, Qin Lan's gaze changed......

Holding the silver jade jade tightly, Zhou Bo's wrist moved little by little with the stroke of the font, as if he wanted to feel the strength and angle of the wrist of the person who wrote. Although he didn't know why Zhou Bo did this, Qin Lan still stood behind very quietly and didn't say a word. After all, Zhou Bo's face was solemn now, as if he was doing something particularly important.

Serious men tend to be the most attractive, and the same is true for Zhou Bo now. I saw that between the rotation of his wrist, there was a soft agility contained in it. Silver jade jade in his hand, at this time like a soft pen, the tip of the sword as the tip of the pen, along the large font on the mountain wall, stroke by stroke. As he turned his wrist, his face was full of incredulity, as if he had discovered something important.

After copying the word, Zhou Bo took two steps back, shook his head and sighed: "It's really the unity of heaven and man, God, God!"

"What's wrong?What did you find?" Qin Lan saw that Zhou Bo was so serious about those fonts, and he also wanted to know what Zhou Bo had learned from them. In particular, Zhou Bo's "masterpiece" that kept whispering in the end made her wonder, could this seemingly ordinary big character really be regarded as a masterpiece? In Qin Lan's eyes, these fonts were just written a little bigger, and the carvings were deeper, at most, the fonts were written better. Other than that, Qin Lan couldn't see any difference between these fonts.

"You don't know!" Zhou Bo shook his head: "These words, with the pen are longitudinal, clear and sharp." Although there is less solemnity, the weather is myriad. However, it also brings out the friendship between these two sentences. "Zheng Zheng seven-foot man, there are also times when tenderness is like water" It is not difficult to be rigid and soft, and there is also a day of success in hard practice. However, it would be terrifying if every word you could literally inject meaning into it. Zhou Bo glanced at those words with admiration: "Although I don't know swordsmanship, I can also feel that these words are different from usual." Some words have many strokes, but people don't feel that their blind strokes are cumbersome, and the words with few strokes are like the "fly" word of Feixue, although there are only a few strokes, but they don't see their simplicity. What is rare is that between these words, it seems that people can always feel the figure of the owner of the word: handsome and elegant like the wind, and the spirit of youth recalls. In Zhou Bo's eyes, there seemed to flash such a scene: "A young man is high and white among the clouds, sunny and tomorrow, under the flying body, between the sliding of the long sword, the mountain and rocks are falling, and the nicks are not visible." When the last stroke falls, all of them flash. These two poems have both the vigor of a teenager and the pride of heaven and earth. There is also a good period like a dream, and the love is like the mildness of the spring breeze. If you let the destined people feel the essence of it, you can definitely benefit a lot.

"The mountains, rivers and the earth are all the same" is exactly what the first Sangha of the Jeongdo-Myonghide-garan Monastery said. In his words, the Zen is quite deep. Originally, it was a phrase he used to encourage himself, but it was later widely praised by Buddhist disciples. It means: "Comprehend the way of heaven with your heart, and everything in the world cannot become the cornerstone of your enlightenment." Just like the Buddha of a Buddhist disciple sitting in the heart, the supreme state of cultivation can only rely on personal chance and contemplation. If the opportunity is not reached, even if the two of them stand in front of this chance at the same time, others may not be able to contact the Heavenly Dao. Just like Zhou Bo and Qin Lan now, the two of them stood in front of the stone wall engraved with fonts at the same time, but one could feel the change in the mentality of the person who wrote in it, while the other could only see these ordinary words, which was the difference between the two.

"Bang" "Bang" Behind him, the crisp applause slowly sounded. Zhou Bo and Qin Lan were both shocked, and this sudden applause made both of them unprepared in their hearts. Being able to come behind the two of them without warning, and being able to be so close without being discovered by the two of them, this cultivation must be extraordinary. Listening to the applause close to their ears, Zhou Bo and Qin Lan's hearts trembled suddenly, but they were not too afraid. After all, this is the sect of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and the enemy will definitely not appear, maybe it is the predecessor of the Tianshan Sword Sect who has cultivated profoundly. Therefore, Zhou Bo and Qin Lan both turned around and saw the white-robed and white-bearded old man standing behind them, and before Zhou Bo could salute, they heard Qin Lan on the side shouting a little incredulously: "Master Zu?"

"Master Zu?" Zhou Bo was a little stunned, looking at the white-haired, white-bearded and white-robed old man, Zhou Bo was a little unimaginable, with a peaceful and indifferent aura, no master's strength leaking out, and no elder's momentum. The old man who is as plain as the neighboring family is actually the ancestor of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and he is also the elder with the highest rank in the righteous path today, the head of the Tianshan Mountain, Baihe Zhenren!

Bai He Zhenren nodded, glanced at Zhou Bo, and turned his head to look at the huge stone wall: "You are Wangchen's disciple?"

"Well, Zhou Bo, a disciple of Dawn, has seen the real person of the White Crane!" Facing this old man who is the first senior of the righteous path, Zhou Bo hurriedly bent down and bowed his hand, using the full etiquette of a junior. Although he is not the elder of the Dawn Gate, after all, the rank of the White Crane Zhenren is the highest in the righteous path, and he seems to know his master, so it is not inappropriate for Zhou Bo to salute with all the etiquette of the juniors.

Baihe Zhenren nodded, and glanced at Zhou Bo meaningfully: "I will come here every day to look at this stone wall for a while, and I don't know how many years I have seen that these words have the same shape but different meanings. You have seen so many things in just one morning, and I don't know whether to praise your talent for being too high, or that you have a relationship with this swordsmanship!"

"Senior, which senior of your sect wrote the words on this mountain wall?" Zhou Bo hurriedly asked when he heard Bai Hezhen's words. At the same time, I secretly thought in my heart: this font has been written here for more than ten years, and it is still clearly visible by the wind and sun every day. It is no wonder that the status of the Tianshan Sword Sect is superior among the righteous sects, just by looking at this font, you can think of the Tianshan Sect people who wrote this word. The Tianshan Sword Sect is really extraordinary, and it is worthy of being the earliest sect of inheritance!

"Who told you that the big characters on this mountain wall were written by my disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect?" Bai He Zhenren shook his head: "My Tianshan Sword Sect, I can't produce such a talented and amazing person, this font is the handwriting of Ling Zheng, the first emperor of the Demon Dao in the past, the Snow Emperor of the Extreme North, not the handwriting of my Tianshan disciple!"

"Huh?" Zhou Bo and Qin Lan both exclaimed at the same time: "This... This is written by a man in the Demon Path?"

"En!" The white crane real man stood with his hands up, and the mountain wind of the Tianshan Mountains blew the white crane real person's robe, flying up and down. Bai He Zhenren said lightly, as if he was not dissatisfied or ashamed at all because this font was written by Ling Zheng of the Demon Dao: "As Zhou Bo said, when Ling Zheng wrote this character at that time, his mind was the same, his feelings were one, and he revealed his heart and mind between the strokes. Moreover, when this word was written, Ling Zheng had just defeated the Heavenly Lotus Sword Formation of the ten elders of my Tianshan Sword Sect. I still remember Ling Zheng's pride and arrogance at that time, although this son was born in the Demon Dao, but until now, I have to praise: "Strange from the sky, really strange from the sky!" There was a hint of praise in the tone of the white crane real person, and there was no ordinary mutual hostility and disparagement between the righteous and demonic. Thinking of this, Zhou Bo also suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard: "According to legend, Murong Xue, the eldest disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect in the past, later married Ling Zheng as his wife. At that time, this incident caused a very big sensation in the righteous path, and even many disciples of the sect wrote letters one after another, asking for the demon path. At that time, Murong Xue was known as the first beauty of the righteous path, but she married the first demon emperor of the demon path, and this huge gap made many people unbearable. Now it seems that this thing that Zhou Bo has always thought is a rumor, seems to be true. Looking at Bai Hezhen's evaluation of Ling Zheng again, it seems that the Tianshan Sword Sect does not seem to have a special dislike for Ling Zheng, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Dao. Even, faintly some praise and appreciation.