Chu Feng unfolded the paper with the name of the sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The paper with the unknown name of the sword is very simple, and in the center of the plain white paper, there is a "one" written on it.

This "one" character is very upright, flat and stable, without the slightest ups and downs.

If only in terms of calligraphy, this "one" character is a failure.

Whether it is to start the pen or close the pen, the word "one" is a failure, and only the flat point is enough to praise.

But Chu Feng saw a sword.

A sword that exists only between heaven and earth.

Its existence is originally the only one between heaven and earth, so it is "one", a unique one.

Accompanying this only sword in heaven and earth was a chilling sword intent that rushed to his face.

A sword intent that spans the ages, tears the heavens and the earth, and is the only one.

Chu Feng had seen Liu Yu's sword intent, and Liu Yu's sword intent was rigid and soft.

Liu Yu, the first genius of the generation three hundred years ago, is a genius that has not been met in ten thousand years, and her comprehension of sword intent is naturally not to be underestimated.

But Chu Feng had to admit that this unscrupulous and indomitable momentum was even better than the sword intent that was unknown.

Chu Feng could see that in that sword intent, the sword was unknown and his sword, ignoring foreign objects and everything, as if everything in the world was not in his eyes.

Some people may think that this is a kind of self-sacrificing spirit, but Chu Feng felt a little sad inexplicably, he always felt that this might be a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness that there was no one around him all the time, and he could only be accompanied by the sword.

Chu Feng didn't have time to sigh too much, because no matter what, the sword hidden in the word "one" had already stabbed directly at his face.

As soon as it came into view, the sword stabbed Chu Feng's eyebrows and felt a pain.

Chu Feng hurriedly resisted the chilling intent in the sword intent, and before the sea of qi calmed down, the sword intent pierced into Chu Feng's sea of qi, which stabbed Chu Feng and immediately surged the sea of qi, and the qi and blood were out of control, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly on the big black door, and the whole person also took a few steps back, and his eyes were off the piece of paper, and he could get better.

Chu Feng wiped the blood, and secretly sighed This sword is indeed powerful, just a written sword intent can stab himself and vomit blood, such attainments, he is indeed inferior.

Chu Feng looked at the sword and was unknown.

The expression on the face of the sword name is very rich, rich as eating a ridiculously sour lemon, and all the muscles are twisted together, which is very joyful.

Jian Mingwu also raised his head and looked at Chu Feng with wide eyes.

Chu Feng scratched his head embarrassedly, looked at the sword name, and said, "How is it......?"

Jian Ming Wuwen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the unbearable anger in his heart before he said, "What did you write?"

"A 'hidden' word......" Chu Feng looked at the sword name a little inexplicably, although the Tibetan character was a little difficult to recognize, but as long as you carefully identify it, you can still recognize it, right?

The name of the sword was speechless for a while, and it took a long time to say with a little irrepressible annoyance: "You are hiding too deeply, right? What about your sword intent? Or not sword intent, other killing intent can also be, but you don't even have a trace of the word 'hidden', are you kidding me?"

Chu Feng was so annoyed when he saw that the name of the sword was unknown, and said with some embarrassment: "I wrote this word out of my mind, as for why I didn't have an idea...... I don't know ...... either."

Jian Mingwu threw the paper in his hand to the ground fiercely, and trampled on it fiercely before he said: "These are the only two pieces of heaven drawing paper I have, and now since I can't feel your sword intent, I can only try it myself!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Chu Feng, and the battle intent in his eyes was rekindled!

Chu Feng heard that the seemingly plain paper in his hand turned out to be a heaven-drawing paper, and he couldn't help but look at it twice, before he had to admit that only the heaven-drawing paper that was said to be able to be used to copy the truth of heaven and earth could withstand such a sword intent without seeing the slightest burden, if it was ordinary paper, I was afraid that it would have been burned to ashes by the sword intent hidden in the words.

Chu Feng saw that the sword name was unknown and had the intention to make a move, although he was not very afraid, but he was still unwilling to fight with the sword name Wuwen easily, after all, the sword name was still much stronger than himself.

Chu Feng hurriedly picked up the paper that Jian Mingming threw on the ground, and said, "Don't worry, I'll take a look first." ”

Jian Ming snorted coldly twice, and did not agree, but let Chu Feng look at it slowly.

Chu Feng took the word 'hidden' in his hand and stared at the word 'hidden' for a long time, but he really didn't see the slightest fluctuation of true qi in this Tibetan character, in other words, this 'hidden' character is an extremely ordinary word.

"Can you write words on the paper with only ink?" Chu Feng said with some suspicion.

The name of the sword was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

Since the paper is a paper that claims to be able to trace the truth of heaven and earth, it naturally will not let anything leave traces on it.

If a mortal were to write on this paper, the ink would not be able to penetrate the paper to form a handwriting, and as long as it shook slightly, the ink would slip off and would not be consolidated on the paper as it is now.

In fact, the name of the sword also knows that if you want to leave traces on the Heaven Drawing Paper, if it does not contain a certain amount of Dao Essence, it will not be able to describe it at all.

The handwriting of the Dao Yun, even if it is engraved into the paper, will quickly disappear, if it is really the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, then this word will never dissipate.

It's just that the sword name was unknown and a little annoyed before, so he forgot about this joint.

Does that word 'Tibet' really contain Chu Feng's thoughts?

Jian Mingwu snatched the piece of paper, stared at a pair of eyes round, stared at the crooked word 'hidden' and stared at the tears that were about to flow, but still did not have the slightest gain.

Jian Ming Wuwen turned his head to look at Chu Feng, he opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, but suddenly thought of something, so he closed his mouth again. This time he turned his head and looked at the word 'hidden' silently, but then picked up the pen again, sat down, closed his eyes, and began to carry out a very important work.

Copy.

The purpose of the paper was to write down the fleeting understanding of the Tao for later use by oneself or for others to see.

And the way to attain enlightenment is to copy.

The process of writing is to concretize and record the ideas contained in it, and the process of copying is to read the embodied ideas and reduce them to abstract and ethereal ideas.

The sword name of the pen fell on the horizontal of the word "hidden", he slowly dragged his pen to complete this horizontal, but as soon as he moved his wrist, he felt the great resistance from the drawing paper, and dragged his pen vigorously, so that he could not even complete this horizontal except for the point of starting the pen.

Jian Ming Wuwen knew the reason for this situation, and that was because his cultivation was far from being enough to copy this Dao Essence, and he was still unable to break through that layer of obstacles.

Can't you just start copying?

The name of the sword was unknown and he did not forcibly copy it, so strong as he also knew that if he wanted to really understand this Tibetan character, it was not an overnight effort, and it was imperative to leave from here.

Jian Ming Wuwen opened his eyes and looked at Chu Feng, his heart was full of emotion, where did this kid get the ability to write such a word at such a low cultivation, you know, even if he is his own master, he is afraid that he will not be able to write such a word.

The name of the sword is unknown, so I naturally don't know that the word Chu Feng is not entirely from Chu Feng's understanding, and the most important reason is that Chu Feng inadvertently inserted the breath of those ancient texts when he wrote, which made this "hidden" character so amazing.

Jian Ming Wuwen put the paper away, then looked at the big black door and said, "Now, it's time for us to think about how to break through this door." ”

A word to readers:

To tell the truth, the name of the sword is also an interesting male partner in the setting~