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The water is thick and heavy, and Chu Feng speculated based on his previous experience of falling into the Endless Sea, that he was probably already more than ten zhang underwater, so his vision was so blurry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Feng parted the heavy water flow and quickly floated up, but in a moment, it had already risen to the surface of the water.

Chu Feng looked around and found that the place where he appeared was a cave, and he had risen from a pool at the end of the cave.

This cave is not big, the highest point is not more than a zhang, the widest part is about four or five feet, the lowest part is only allowed to crawl through one person, and the narrowest part is afraid that it needs to be accommodated sideways.

It stands to reason that there should be no light in this cave, but I don't know what kind of material the walls in this cave are, but there is a faint luster, which illuminates the cave very brightly.

Chu Feng swam ashore, steamed all his clothes on the shore, and looked at the front of the cave. The cave is zigzag, and although it is bright, you can't see too far from it.

Chu Feng picked up Shui Yue and smashed the wall of the cave with the hilt of Shui Yue's sword, making a crisp "ding" sound, leaving not even a trace.

Chu Feng was a little unconvinced, the material god of the water moon was rare in another world, and the stone wall of this cave could actually resist the water moon?

Chu Feng used the exercise again to stab the water moon towards the rock wall, but it still only made a "ding" sound, splashed a few fleeting sparks, and there was no other gain.

Chu Feng could only put away Shui Yue, gave up the idea of chiseling through the rock wall, and continued to move forward.

After advancing along the cave for about five or six miles, the road in front of me suddenly opened up, and it became a square road as high as ten zhang and five zhang wide, and it was artificially modified at a glance.

Chu Feng continued to move along the Yongdao, and after only two or three miles, he found that another cave merged into this Yongdao. Chu Feng hesitated for a moment at the confluence, but still did not enter the cave, he felt that this was probably someone else's path, not necessarily a way to live.

So Chu Feng continued to move forward, this time Chu Feng only advanced a few steps, turned a corner, and saw a slightly familiar face - the name of the sword was unknown.

Behind the sword was a black door that stood out with the pale golden glow of the stone wall.

A very smooth door, but without a trace of light, extremely dark and silent.

As soon as Chu Feng's gaze fell on the black stone door, he felt that there was endless silence in the black and began to gnaw at his divine sense, and he hurriedly gasped and looked away.

"It's slow. Jian Ming leaned against the wall, looked at Chu Feng, and grinned, the light in his eyes was very similar to a flame starting to burn, and even the black door was illuminated by this flame.

Chu Feng was stunned, he didn't expect that Jian Ming Wuwen would take the initiative to talk to him, but seeing that Jian Ming Wuwen didn't take the initiative to make a move, he just took a few steps forward and said, "You are very fast." ”

He didn't know what he had encountered in Sword Name, but a person as powerful as Sword Nameless would naturally not be slow.

Sword name Wuwen smiled, but did not answer.

"Why is Senior Brother waiting here?" Chu Feng asked.

The name of the sword gestured to the black door and said, "The door can't be opened, so naturally I have to wait here." ”

"How do you open it?" Chu Feng asked with wide eyes.

The corners of Jian Mingwuwen's mouth twitched slightly, and then he said, "You just talk to me like that?"

Chu Feng was a little puzzled, and asked rhetorically, "Then how should I talk to you?"

Jian Ming Wuwen was a little speechless for a while, and after a long time, he automatically ignored this question and said, "Do you know how to open it, I will wait for you here?"

Chu Feng let out an "oh", walked to the side of the black door, and tried to push the black door, but the black door really didn't move, not even a trace of shaking.

Jian Ming Wuwen was a little annoyed, and said, "You actually don't believe me?"

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, looked at Jian Mingming a little inexplicably, and said, "I'm not familiar with you." ”

Jian Ming Wuwen felt a little sweet in his throat, why is this person so strange!

"This is something from your Sanmiao Palace, you should always know, right?" said Jian Ming.

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "How do you know that I am from Sanmiao Palace?"

The name of the sword was also stunned, and he said for a long time before he said: "A few years ago, you walked very chic in Yinshan, although the name Chu Feng is not as good as Lei Guan'er, but I have heard of it." ”

Chu Feng smiled, he had also seen the name of the sword at that time, and he did have a deep impression of the name of the sword.

"It's only been three years of work, how can you be completely deformed?" asked Jian Mingwuwen.

"......" Chu Feng looked at the sword with a smile and a smile, he was now changed by the Shape-changing Gu, what is called a long deformation.

But obviously, the name of the sword is just a casual question, and there is no meaning to delve into.

"I have itchy hands. The sword name suddenly said.

Chu Feng looked at the sword in bewilderment.

"I want to try to fight with you who are sober. The sword name swallowed as he spoke, and the sword was pulled out by him.

He looked at Chu Feng's eyes, the eyes of the tiger wolf who had been hungry for three days and three nights when he finally saw the lamb, more like a flower thief who was forced to be a monk for twenty years and finally came down the mountain, and the eyes when he saw the little girl for the first time were full of hunger and thirst, and he wanted to strip Chu Feng to the brim.

Chu Feng looked at the environment before he said, "The place is too small to fight." ”

The sword name was unknown and also looked around, and the burning battle intent in his eyes really extinguished a little.

He knew that Chu Feng's cultivation was not as good as his own, and his experience was even worse, and he needed space to maneuver with him, although the current space was enough to accommodate people, but it was not enough to maneuver, and this kind of battle was really boring.

A boring battle, the sword name is unknown, and he is never willing to participate, but if he wants the sword name to be unknown, he will give up, and the sword name is also unwilling.

Jian Mingwu suddenly had some thoughts, he licked his lips, took out two pieces of paper and two pens from the small space he was carrying, handed them to Chu Feng and said, "Come, write down your sword intent." ”

Chu Feng looked at the sword name with some inexplicability, and said, "Write first, how can the sword intent be written?"

The name of the sword was stunned for a moment, and then he said helplessly: "Have you ever seen any words condensed by the Tao rules?"

Hearing the name of the sword say this, and thinking of the Demon Emperor Yuan Dian in his body, Chu Feng suddenly realized.

The name of the sword is probably to let himself fuse his moves into a rune and write it down, and he also writes down a character, and relieves him of his itch by comparing the characters.

Chu Feng thought for a while, and then said, "But I can't write." ”

"I can teach you!" Sword Names replied very simply, in order to continue this battle, Sword Names Unknown could ignore anything.

Chu Feng looked at the eyes of the sword name, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, so he could only nod.

Chu Feng took the pen and paper from the hand of the sword name, sat flat on the ground, spread the paper, picked up the pen, and gently placed the tip of the pen on the paper, waiting for the next step of the sword name.

"Sink the divine consciousness into the sea of consciousness, close the five senses, build a simulated villain in your own sea of consciousness, pour all your thoughts into the villain, make the villain strike with all his strength, and let the true qi flow in the body to pull his own hand-drawn pattern when the villain drives this blow. The sword name is unknown, and he said very briefly.

"It's so simple?" Chu Feng looked at the sword nameless, a little incredulous.

The name of the sword glanced at Chu Feng without hearing it, and he didn't bother to answer Chu Feng's question at all, he also sat down, opened the paper, moistened the tip of the pen with the tip of his tongue, put the tip of the pen on the paper, and stared slightly.

But in an instant, a whirlwind swirled around the sword's unknown body, blowing the paper with a rattle.

If you look closely, you can see that the whirlwind that swirls and rages with the name of the sword faintly appears in a specific shape, and each ripple is like a small and transparent sword, surrounding the name of the sword in the center, as if the name of the sword is their king.

The sword name held the pen in his hand and walked on the paper at a very slow but steady pace, and as the pen in his hand walked, a seemingly ordinary piece of paper also appeared to shine.

The brilliance of this piece of paper is very sharp, even if the light should seem invisible, but as long as you look at it, you can feel that this light is very sharp, sharp like a knife, and it pierces directly into the eye and into the soul.

The paper began to glow, and the silent black door was illuminated by the light emitted by the paper, and suddenly a faint light appeared on the door, and this faint light only shone on the big black door for a moment, and then it was swallowed up by the darkness.

And Chu Feng, who was sitting on the other side, was also walking on the paper with a pen in his hand. But there was neither light nor movement, he was just like an ordinary person writing, but his expression was dignified and rigorous, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, as if he was experiencing the flavors of life.

The name of the sword is unknown, and he finished writing his words first.

As he opened his eyes, the whirlwind and the light were gone, and he looked at the words on the paper, nodded, and frowned, as if he was satisfied that he had been able to reach such a state at present, and he was a little dissatisfied that he had never been able to reach a higher realm.

Jian Mingwu knew that Su Cuo had entered the world of the seventh order, and he was already a figure that could only be matched by the older generation or even some of the two generations, and the old acquaintance Gong Tianbao had also reached the threshold, and it was not far from taking that step.

As for An Luyun - Jian Ming Wuwen smiled bitterly, forget it, don't think about that unlucky woman anymore.

Therefore, Jian Ming Wuwen was very dissatisfied with himself, because it was difficult for him to break through at the peak of the sixth order.

His belief in the way of the sword seems to have been challenged, and his indomitable momentum has been weakened.

He didn't want to be thrown down the stairs by his opponents, so he was desperate to fight, to pave the way for his own with the ways of others.

Let's hope this kid can give that insurmountable barrier a blow.

Jian Mingwu's eyes were full of antiquity when he looked at Chu Feng, and he quietly waited for Chu Feng to complete the word that might wake up the world like thunder.

Jian Ming Wuwen waited very hard, the passage of time seemed to be accelerated many times at this moment, Jian Ming Wuwen felt that time had passed as long as one day and one night, or as long as a year, his heart would fall into a dead silence with time, and he would never wake up, only to hear a "whoosh", like waves crashing on the shore, waking him up.

He finally got the word.

Jian Ming Wuwen stood up and handed the folded paper to Chu Feng, who in turn handed him a piece of paper folded in half.

Will there be everything you want in this piece of paper?

Jian Mingwu's hand trembled a little, he clenched the paper in his hand, took a deep breath, calmed his somewhat excited mind, and then slowly opened the paper.

Jian Ming looked at the paper in front of him, and his pupils immediately dilated, as if he had seen something shocking.

A word to readers:

Today I have a day off, and tomorrow I will continue to hit my head against the literature.