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The sword monument is like a forest, and one side after another is scattered here, such an arrangement seems to be extremely casual, and it seems to be as if it implies some kind of avenue of truth.

Jiang Feng walked in it, and the words left on each sword tablet were all included in his eyes, and more than two hundred sword tablets added up to more than two hundred sentences.

After half an hour like this, Jiang Feng walked to the end of the sword monument.

The words on each sword tablet were quite scattered, and Jiang Feng forgot them when he saw them, and gradually disappeared.

"He walked away. ”

In the distance, a voice sounded, and it was the white-haired old man Jiang Feng had seen before, and the person the white-haired old man was talking to was Cheng Qian, the deputy sect leader of the Sword Sect that day.

"He walked very slowly. Cheng Qian said lightly.

"No matter how slow you go, you will go far. The white-haired old man said with certainty.

Cheng Qian chuckled indifferently and said, "People who are appreciated by the sect master will not be too simple after all, otherwise, how can they enter the eyes of the sect master?"

"He's gone a long way. The white-haired old man just reminded.

Hearing this, Cheng Qian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, Jiang Feng was indeed walking farther and farther, and his walking speed was getting faster and faster.

"I don't think it's suitable, he's not suitable here, the sect master is too anxious after all, but I don't know, it's too much!" Looking at Jiang Feng's back, the white-haired old man said.

"So the sect master is wrong?" Cheng Qian said in a deep voice.

"I don't know if it's wrong, but it's definitely wrong. The white-haired old man said.

When such words fell, the white-haired old man couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly found that Jiang Feng, who was leaving, suddenly stopped.

Not to mention, Jiang Feng turned around again and walked back, wanting to return to the burial sword ground.

"He is worthy of being a person who is favored by the sect master. Cheng Qian said with a smile.

"It's too early to say, see what he's going to do. The white-haired old man said suspiciously.

He is the peak keeper of Yunqi Peak, and for countless years, he has seen countless genius disciples walk through the burial sword ground, but almost every one of them has walked through and never turned back.

Jiang Feng was an exception, or an accident.

Yes, what kind of intention Jiang Feng's behavior has, but under the current situation, there is a sense of elusiveness.

"He has gone back, and he already has the qualifications to be favored by the sect master. Cheng Qian reminded.

Jiang Feng was walking back and re-entering the burial sword ground, but Jiang Feng didn't do anything, just walked around and re-examined the words left on each sword tablet.

This time, it took a full hour for Jiang Feng to appear in front of the first sword monument.

"Seeing a sword is like a face!"

Such four words, for the second time, came into Jiang Feng's eyes.

"What is seeing a sword like a face?" Jiang Feng said in his heart.

Previously, when he saw these four words, Jiang Feng subconsciously interpreted that seeing the sword was like seeing me, and then, when he walked through the first sword stele, walked to the last sword stele, and then walked from the last sword stele, to the first sword stele, he already realized that that such an explanation was not correct.

Jiang Feng was silent in front of this sword monument, and stopped for a long time, and finally, Jiang Feng shook his head and walked away.

"It's a little bit worse. Seeing such a scene in his eyes, the white-haired old man sighed softly.

"What is the difference?" asked Cheng Qian.

"What do you mean by seeing the sword like a face?" asked the white-haired old man.

"Why do you want to solve it?" Cheng Qian said casually.

The white-haired old man was dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that this is the biggest truth, why should he solve it?

"Jiang Feng is poor at this, he has fallen into some kind of habitual thinking, chewing words, so he will eventually go farther and farther. Then, the white-haired old man said.

"It's a pity. Cheng Qian said.

I know that what the white-haired old man said is right, in fact, what you see is what you get, and there is no need to solve it at all, but when you fall into the inertia of thinking, it is difficult to extricate yourself.

Right now, Jiang Feng is undoubtedly in such a state.

……

Jiang Feng naturally didn't know that his every move was under the surveillance of two pairs of eyes.

This time, Jiang Feng walked far away, and did not look back.

On Yunqi Peak, there are some buildings scattered around, because there are too few people in the Heavenly Sword Sect, because the treatment of each sect is far from being comparable to other sects.

Jiang Feng entered one of the buildings, and he glanced at the house number, which was nine.

"I'm the ninth. Jiang Feng whispered.

There are not many people on Yunqi Peak, and the nine buildings mean that there are nine people on the peak, but whether it includes the white-haired old man, Jiang Feng is not clear.

The place is clean and elegant, and the rooms have everything you need.

From this day on, Jiang Feng lived in Yunqi Peak, as Si Tanyin said, the interior of the Heavenly Sword Sect was very simple, what Jiang Feng did every day was to practice swords and understand swords.

For a short period of time, Jiang Feng didn't think about going to the clouds again, unless his kendo attainments went further, and then, Jiang Feng did more than that, which was to bury the sword land.

But since that day, Jiang Feng has never gone deep into it, and every time he appears here, he stops before the first sword tablet.

For some reason, the more times he went, the more awe Jiang Feng felt in his heart.

But every time he went, Jiang Feng's stay was getting shorter and shorter, at first there was an hour, then half an hour, and then, after a glance from a distance, Jiang Feng just left.

Time passes, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The sword qi surged, cutting the void into a line entirely, stretching hundreds of meters away.

"It finally lived up to my expectations. Jiang Feng chuckled.

Such a sword is the comprehension of the mystery of space, and in half a month, when Jiang Feng took out the sword, it had already reached the point where he could ignore the space barrier within a range of hundreds of meters.

In this way, compared to half a month ago, there has been a multiple-fold improvement, but this is far from enough for Jiang Feng, there is still an extremely long distance from the self-generation of supernatural powers.

Subsequently, when Jiang Feng went to the burial sword place again, the time he stayed in front of the first sword tablet was quietly, gradually getting longer.

Jiang Feng himself didn't know it, he didn't realize such a change, every day he would go to the burial sword place, it seemed to have formed a habit that was difficult to change.

Half a month has passed.

With a movement of Jiang Feng's divine thoughts, a sword qi void slashed out, reaching directly outside the kilometer range, and within the kilometer range, it was all forbidden area!

"It's still not enough. Jiang Feng shook his head.

He had been on Yunqi Peak for a month, and his comprehension of the mysteries of space had progressed rapidly, and if such a cultivation speed was known by other people, he would be dumbfounded, however, it was far from reaching Jiang Feng's expectations.

In Jiang Feng's own opinion, such a speed is too slow and too slow.

The way of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you slow down, you will slow down step by step!

After that, Jiang Feng no longer went to the burial sword land.

"What a terrifying kendo talent, this is about to have an epiphany. The white-haired old man said.

Jiang Feng's every move in Yunqi Peak all fell in the eyes of the white-haired old man, but he did not appear in front of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's actions in the burial sword ground were very strange, which made the white-haired old man puzzled in his eyes, but Jiang Feng's comprehension speed in terms of spatial mysteries, even if he had seen countless genius sword cultivators, still made him feel amazing.

"It's just a month, that's a kilometer away...... At the beginning, the little girl surnamed Si took a full year. The white-haired old man said.

The little girl surnamed Si is Si Tanyin.

The comparison between a year and a month is not unintuitive.

Jiang Feng no longer went to the burial sword land, in terms of time, there was more time, but this kind of time was not all used to understand the sword and practice the sword, more often, Jiang Feng was contemplating.

Jiang Feng realized that he was in trouble, or had encountered a bottleneck, and when his comprehension of the mysteries of space reached such a level, it would become very difficult if he wanted to go further.

In particular, the thing that made Jiang Feng feel a headache was that as time went by, he found that it took an extremely long time for his state of mind to be able to completely settle down.

And this is still with the help of the Bodhi Spiritual Heart Bead Training, if it is not for the Bodhi Spiritual Heart Bead, I am afraid that there will be a mood crack long ago.

What's especially terrible is that Jiang Feng often has a confused mood, such an emotion is extremely sudden, which often makes Jiang Feng feel at a loss. Because, in this life or even in the previous life, Jiang Feng had never had such emotions.

In the dark, there seems to be an unknowable calling, which is pulling Jiang Feng's mind all the time, but what kind of situation it is, Jiang Feng doesn't know anything, which is even more confused.

After that, Jiang Feng's time for practicing and understanding the sword became shorter, and the time for visualization became longer, and the more he meditated, the more disordered Jiang Feng's mind became.

In the end, Jiang Feng came to the burial sword land.

"It's a reincarnation!" said the white-haired old man.

Life and death are reincarnation, coming and going are reincarnation...... Jiang Feng came and went, and a few reincarnations were in the past, but Jiang Feng never knew about it, and no one told Jiang Feng.

"It's this day, success or failure. The white-haired old man said again.

A hurdle is at Jiang Feng's feet, stepping over is a soaring sky, and the future achievements are immeasurable, if you can't step over, the state of mind will be destroyed, the Dao heart will be damaged, and the future will be endless.

This is also the reason why the white-haired old man would say that Jiang Feng is not suitable here...... As soon as he entered the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was sent to Yunqi Peak, which was undoubtedly too anxious, and it had the meaning of pulling out the seedlings to help them grow.

Inexplicably, the white-haired old man's heart was a little restless, and he felt strange, it had been countless years, and he had never been like this, but he had such strange emotions.

Jiang Feng didn't let the white-haired old man wait for a long time, and he didn't let him down, he didn't know what reincarnation was, he just knew that this time, he had to walk in.

So, Jiang Feng once again entered the burial sword land, this situation is exactly the same as the first time Jiang Feng came here, the words on the sword tablet on one side met Jiang Feng's eyes, but after all, it was different......

(End of chapter)