In front of the Killing Monument.

The thin old man was deeply shocked by the will in the stele.

At this time, even though his eyes were blurred with flesh and blood, he still had to think about the will in the killing tablet.

This is not an ordinary will, or it cannot be a human will, because the human will cannot be so terrifying.

He pressed the pain and carefully comprehended the will in the killing tablet.

But the more I came to my senses, the more shocked I became.

Now.

He forgot the pain, and his soul was deeply shaken, what kind of will was this?

It seems that this extremely faint will has reached the extreme of heaven and earth, no wonder it gives people a feeling of breaking the sky.

At this time, blood continued to flow down his cheeks, but he didn't have the time to pay attention to it, and frantically copied the word "kill" on the killing tablet.

He wrote the word "kill", but not the word "kill" on the word kill.

Although it was also full of killing intent, bursting out with a strong [boutique] incomparably murderous aura, it was also more terrifying than the word "kill" he had ever written, but there was no slightest will in the word.

The word "kill" without will.

In his opinion, it is vulnerable.

Even if it is suspended but not issued, it will not take a few decades for the murderous spirit in the words to be lost, and even become worthless.

The killing stele has gone through thousands of years, but it does not lose a wisp of murderous aura.

That's the terrible thing about will.

"How can we integrate the will into calligraphy?"

The thin old man was thinking frantically, not knowing that the blood was flowing, and his clothes had been dyed red.

Could it be that the ultimate destination of the way of calligraphy is the way of will?

Rumble!

His mind exploded at the moment.

It seemed that he had finally touched something, and his body trembled violently uncontrollably.

Perhaps the way of will is the ultimate destination of the way of calligraphy, and it is also the key to stepping into the holy realm and attaining the position of the saint of calligraphy!

It must be so!

The thin old man's body was trembling wildly.

"Teacher!"

An exclamation sounded, and a woman in a black dress hurriedly rushed over and said, "Teacher, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"Haha-"

At this time, the thin old man stood up and looked up to the sky and laughed, his body trembling a little crazy, and said, "The realm of the Book Saint must be the way of will. ”

"Teacher, teacher......"

The woman in the black dress was anxious.

"Haha, the teacher is fine, the teacher is fine. The thin old man came to his senses and said excitedly: "Teacher, this is happy, this is excited." ”

"Teacher, your eyes are like this, and you still say it's okay?"

The woman in the black dress was still worried, and said in pain: "Teacher, can your eyes still recover?"

"Don't worry, it's just blind. ”

The thin old man hurriedly stopped the bleeding and repaired the wound, but his eye was destroyed and it was impossible to repair it.

At this time, it looks a little scary.

"Teacher, your eyes ......"

The woman in the black dress hurriedly took out the handkerchief she was carrying, helped the thin old man wipe the blood on his cheek, and said, "Teacher, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, as long as the heart is not blind. ”

The thin old man said.

At this time, he faintly had the possibility of going further, and even possibly touched the realm of the Book Saint. In a trance, he seemed to see that the path of the book saint had been opened......

"The teacher has come to his senses. ”

The woman in the black dress asked.

As for the teacher's eyes, they were naturally destroyed by the Killing Monument.

This situation has not happened in the book city, and even many book kings and book kings have been injured in the eyes by the killing tablet.

However, there are very few teachers as serious as them.

At this time, the thin old man calmed down, and said after a deep sigh: "Shadow book, the teacher does have an understanding when he looks at the killing stele, and the biggest difference between this killing stele is that the words contain will. This is not an ordinary will......"

"Will?"

The woman in the black dress asked as she wiped it, "It's not an ordinary will, but what kind of will?"

"Yes, it's hard for the teacher to peep into. ”

The thin old man waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to wipe it anymore, and said to the killing tablet: "In this killing word, there is an indescribable will, exuding an extreme atmosphere. ”

At this time, the woman in the black dress looked at the killing monument, but she didn't feel any will.

But the teacher said there must be.

"Perhaps the integration of the will into the way of calligraphy is the key to attaining the position of a calligrapher, but it is not an ordinary will......"

The thin old man couldn't help but say excitedly, and casually wrote the word "kill" in the void.

The word "kill" hung in the air, bursting out with a terrifying murderous aura.

Incomparably powerful.

It can kill King Wen.

At this time, the woman in the black dress was also surprised, and vaguely felt that the word "kill" was different, but she couldn't say what was the difference.

It became a bit like the word killing on the stele.

However, there is still a long way to go.

"But do you feel the difference between this killing?" said the thin old man with some pride, "This killing word is a few points stronger than any of the teacher's previous killing words." ”

The woman in the black dress nodded.

"Haha, this time old man Wu, how to block the old man's killing word?"

The wizened old man laughed.

The woman in the black dress smiled slightly when she heard this, and said, "Wufuzi's static word, I'm afraid I can't stop the teacher's killing word." ”

"Haha, the teacher is finally going to win once. ”

The thin old man said happily.

"Congratulations, teacher. ”

The woman in the black dress smiled slightly.

"Haha, don't be in a hurry, the teacher will go to find the old man in a few days to compete. The thin old man smiled, not caring in the slightest about his blindness.

For someone of his realm.

Actually, it's not a big problem.

At this time, the thin old man sat down, looked at the killing monument with his heart, and once again felt that there was a terrible will hidden in the killing monument.

Boom –

The will seemed to rush out of the killing monument and kill him.

His face changed suddenly.

Withdraw!

He withdrew in an instant.

At this time, he didn't dare to carry the killing tablet again, so as not to be injured by the killing tablet again.

The woman in the black dress next to her didn't feel anything, but said softly: "Teacher, take care of yourself, don't carry it hard, so as not to get hurt again." ”

"The teacher got it. ”

The thin old man said.

After a while, the woman in the black dress left, for her, what will, what book saint realm, it was still too far away.

Even if you know, what can you do?

Is it still possible to attain enlightenment?

It's impossible.

Therefore, she did not try to comprehend the killing of the word stele, and she did not like to kill the word killing either.

This word is too murderous.

Not quite for her.

She likes quiet words.

Sometimes, she has the illusion that maybe she has the wrong teacher. She found that she was contrary to her teacher's style, and perhaps she should be a teacher with Wufuzi.

Not far from the Killing Monument, she saw a young man in white walking with a beautiful demeanor.

It seems that his every move exudes an indescribable charm.

She couldn't help but look twice.

Feng Qingyan felt the gaze of the woman in the black dress, nodded his head, and walked towards the killing monument.

But the woman in the black dress kept looking at Feng Qingyan's background, and vaguely felt that the other party seemed to have an indescribable "quietness".

This "quietness" seems to be in line with her calligraphy.

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