Walk through the iron bamboo forest and bypass a lake to the entrance of the ruins.

Four old men in brown robes stood in front of a stone stele, the stele was covered with green vines, and the corner of it was torn apart, revealing a strange pattern, which seemed to be some kind of formation.

There is a flat meadow in front of the stele, and there are many white steles scattered around the meadow, and the hot spring not far away is tumbling with mist, but when the mist drifts near the meadow, it will bypass from both sides, and it seems to be blocked by an invisible barrier.

It's not just the water mist that's blocking the outside, it's also the temperature.

Coming here is like returning to the human world, and the cool breeze makes you feel refreshed and refreshed.

At this time, more than 100 people had arrived in advance, sitting in front of the stone monument silently, except for the whispered discussion from time to time, there was no other sound.

Nine people came to the four old men and saluted.

One of the old men took out the booklet and said flatly, "Report your name." ”

Liu Panpan took a step forward and said the names of the nine people, and after the elder wrote them down in the booklet, he pointed to the black stone tablets and said, "These stone tablets have many exquisite methods recorded on them, and you can freely contemplate and comprehend them before entering the ruins. ”

After thanking a few people, they took a short rest, and then they each looked for the stone tablet to understand.

The stele is large and small, and the content and sophistication of the inscription on it also vary.

Some are swordsmanship, some are swordsmanship, and there are martial arts such as palm and fist techniques, and you can even see many exercises that have been lost.

These white steles are as crystal clear as jade, reflecting a gratifying luster, and they are obviously made of jade of excellent color, and I am afraid that there will be no few pieces of such a huge superb jade in the entire Chengtian Continent.

Lu Yingfeng is a businessman, so he can naturally see at a glance that the material of these stone tablets is not bad, and exclaimed: "What a big stroke, which saint is in the ruins, it is so generous." ”

Feng Xiaohan didn't understand this, so he naturally couldn't answer, but he was just thinking about which one to start with so many stone monuments?

Then he set his eyes on the largest stone tablet.

This stele is located in the middle of the meadow, and the other steles seem to be scattered, but they are surrounded by stars and moons, making it very conspicuous.

The Dharma recorded on it is supposed to be the most subtle, but there are very few people sitting in front of it, only five. They are all thinking about it, and their faces are sad.

Bai Xue, the strongest disciple of Mochizuki Pavilion, saw that she was also among them, and saw her rubbing her temples and staring at the stone tablet, which seemed to be quite sad.

Ye Qiu and Xie Ruoqing watched for a while, only to feel dizzy, so they could only shake their heads and walk away disappointed.

Cha Yi stepped forward with a smile, glanced lightly and left, not because he was qualified, he could understand the content on the tablet at a glance, but he couldn't understand it at all.

He Xirou paused for a long time, and then sat down.

Liu Panpan, Guan Changkong and Lou Tingyu sighed lightly and chose another nearby monument.

Feng Xiaohan and Lu Yingfeng were very curious and stepped forward, but the content on the tablet made them a little speechless. Other tablets are engraved with pictures and texts, explaining the essence of martial arts in detail, and this one is engraved with dense dots, like sprinkling a handful of sesame seeds on a piece of paper, and there is no pattern at all.

And the dots seem to be odd, fixed in position on the stele, but they look like they are constantly changing, making people dazzled. Those sitting under this monument have to close their eyes and rest for a moment before they can continue to meditate.

Lu Yingfeng frowned, his expression was focused, trying to see something in the illusion formed by those dots constantly flickering, and it didn't take long for his eyes to feel a little sore.

The moment Feng Xiaohan saw the stone stele, his eyes were deeply attracted by it, and a thousand rays of light erupted in the sea of knowledge, and even a faint golden light appeared under his eyes, and the turbulent waves set off made him feel some tingling in his mind.

On weekdays, when he reads books and uses Wanyan Divine Power to deduce the method, there will be a shadow in his heart to show the deduction results one by one, and then he will be able to integrate them.

This time, however, something is different.

In the bottom of his heart, there were thousands of shadows flickering, and those shadows were connected together, like flying flotsam drifting in the wind, and it was impossible to judge the next movement, as if everything was going with the flow.

Feng Xiaohan held back his headache and continued to urge Wan Yan's magical powers, and those shadows gradually became clearer, but they were no longer human figures, but patterns, the patterns were mysterious and exquisite, and their meanings were ethereal and unpredictable.

But Feng Xiaohan understood,

The night sky depicted by those patterns is the Milky Way and the stars!

Between the stars is a pure land, in which everything operates according to its rules, completely isolated from the external heavenly planes, forming an independent world.

At the same time, they can also depict swordsmanship, the three-foot green edge is like snow, and it is better than countless in the world.

If it is regarded as a knife technique, a knife from outside the sky, in order to break ten thousand laws.

The amount of information recorded on the stele is so staggering, and the mysteries contained in those scattered points are far more than that, and it is very likely that some of the knowledge and exercises left by a powerful being.

Feng Xiaohan's divine sense is actually not strong, but in the process of using Wanyan Divine Power countless times, the tenacity and softness he has cultivated are far better than ordinary people, so he can get a glimpse of one or two.

But this is a difficult thing for others, several people in front of the monument are extremely geniuses, if time will be able to comprehend the true meaning, get this inheritance, but time is limited, how much can be comprehended depends on their own creation.

Feng Xiaohan's body shook and almost fell, feeling dizzy, and now he just wanted to sleep well.

Lu Yingfeng also came back to his senses, and had an epiphany in a trance, but he couldn't think of anything: "What do you understand?"

"I saw the stars, the sword, the knife, the wind and rain, and many other things. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed several eyes fall on him.

I saw the disciples in front of the stone tablet turn their heads and look at him in surprise.

They have been here for a long time, and the best understanding has only learned one and a half tricks, although they can feel the domineering in it, but they can't exert their due power at all, but they are afraid that without months of hard thinking, they will not get the essence at all.

And this young man can see so many things just by standing here for a while, is he even more genius than these people combined?

Then he listened to Feng Xiaohan and sighed again: "It's a pity that my divine sense is not enough, I can't see the whole picture, and I haven't learned anything." ”

Only then did everyone feel more relaxed, it turned out that they only had some vague concepts, and it was not enough to form a method.