Every emperor of the Great Sui was able to climb to the top of the Changling Mountain, no matter how young or old, no matter how high or low he was in cultivation......

It also has nothing to do with the concentration of royal blood.

So what is the reason?

Thin mist.

Really standing at the foot of Changling Mountain, instead of being blocked by that layer of fog, in fact, the visibility here is not low, the faint mist is swirling, like a fairyland, a few wisps of looming, wrapped between the clothes.

Liu Shiyi sat in front of the stele.

He was the first to come to Changling.

Those cultivators in the eastern realm did rush to this place as soon as the fog cleared in Changling...... After the sparkling portal appeared, Liu Shiyi was already sitting inside the door.

The young man with a snow-white sword on his lap sat in front of the stele for ten days and ten nights, and as he said slowly, he was not just looking at the stele and looking at the paintings.

He's waiting for someone.

Not the people who walked in through the door.

He was about to give up, the dust on his shoulders was blown up by the invisible qi machine, rippling in a circle, he sat in front of the stone tablet, a little regretful, ready to stand up.

"It's a beautiful picture. ”

In the distance, from the mist, there was such a voice.

Liu Shiyi was a little surprised, when he heard this, there was no one in the fog, and after he finished saying this, there was a blurred figure in the fog.

The rain vapor gathered from the top of Changling Mountain, the cumulus clouds were extremely deep, the man held an oil-paper umbrella, walked behind Liu Shiyi, and the heavy umbrella opened the fine rain thread.

Ning Yi stared at the stone stele.

On the stele, there is not a trace of sword energy, and there is no trace of the existence of artistic conception, some are just a carved image of a yellow finch catching insects, the yellow finch with its wings spread, hovering in the air, maintaining a swooping posture that is about to pounce, and the weak cockroach on the ground raised its arms like a knife, without fear.

It's kind of interesting.

"You didn't come in through that door?"

Liu Shiyi, who was sitting in front of the stone stele, asked softly.

"Neither are you. ”

Ning Yi opened his mouth very firmly, and did not answer Liu Shiyi's question—that question no longer needed to be answered.

He smiled and said, "Changling has never been just one road. ”

Liu Shiyi suddenly raised his head, he looked back at Ning Yi and said, "How did you find it?"

"There was a door standing right in front of the hill, as if telling me that if I wanted to come in, I had to go from there. Ning Yi smiled and said seriously: "This is the rule set by the mountain guard? So I wanted to find out what 'those people' had taken. ”

Those people.

Those who are not cultivated enough, whose bloodlines are not strong, or who are immature and old, for various reasons, should not have entered Changling, but eventually climbed to the top of the mountain.

This road......

Actually, it's not that hard.

When Ning Yi gave up stepping into the door and walked into the fog of Changling, before he knew it, he walked into the mountains of Changling, and it seemed that he was not blocked by the formation, nor was he oppressed by divine thoughts.

He didn't know, was this a kind of decentralization for the mountain guards?

Come to think of it, it may be that the mountain keeper who doesn't know where he is controls the overall situation of Changling, even if someone hits by mistake, if he can't get into the eyes of the mountain guard, he can't get in?

"Your luck is good, Han Yue once walked into the mist of Changling, and then was beaten by the mountain guards. Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi, and he said seriously.

As he spoke, the young man in white looked at Ning Yi's face, and gradually frowned, thinking to himself where he might have seen this young man of his own age, or where had he heard the other party's name?

Is that the sword?

And it's not just that sword.

Suddenly, Liu Shiyi suddenly realized.

"My name is Ning Yi. The young man holding the oil-paper umbrella squatted down slowly, the warmth under the umbrella shrouded the two people, the crackling rain splashed, and the waist of the frost grass was discounted, Ning Yi stared at the stone tablet and said softly: "I like this painting very much." ”

He stretched out a finger and slowly touched the cold stele, the rain fell on the stele, flowing down, the stick figures of the yellow finch and the praying mantis, simple and straightforward.

"It's just a painting. ”

Liu Shiyi sat in front of Ning Yi, the distance between the two people was very close, he could feel Ning Yi's temperature, the sword intent that was extremely chilling in Wang Yi's eyes, but it was not stinging at the moment, the rain under the umbrella was swept away, he glanced at Ning Yi with his afterglow, and said: "There is no sword qi, and there is no artistic conception...... Why do you like this painting?"

"I know, it's just a painting. Ning Yi's eyes narrowed, and he smiled and asked, "Do you need a reason to like a painting?"

Liu Shiyi paused, seemingly a little speechless.

He pointed to the yellow finch on the stele.

If this is just an ordinary stone stele, then the picture depicted does not need to be interpreted too much.

The yellow finch flew, or rather...... It was originally in heaven.

And then.

It's about to eat the praying mantis.

"The voice is slow, just coming down the mountain. Liu Shiyi pointed to the yellow finch and said softly: "She saw this painting before she went up the mountain, and she couldn't see the doorway, but now it seems that Qin Jun has been very good in Changling, and after going down the mountain, she didn't rush out, but sat next to me for a while." ”

She said she liked the painting a little. ”

"I told her that this is really just a simple painting," Liu Shiyi smiled and said, "She told me that the path taken by a cultivator is the path against fate, and if you want to attain the Great Dao, you have to fly above the stars and become the predator who dominates your fate...... The yellow finch. ”

Ning Yi nodded.

"Makes sense. Ning Yi paused and said, "If you look closely, this yellow finch seems to be very expressive, and it uses a lot of brushstrokes. ”

Liu Shiyi smiled, noncommittal, and said, "You are the same?"

"No...... I love this 'thing'. Ning Yi stretched out a hand and gently wiped it on the corner of the stone stele, the inconspicuous praying mantis with its knife arm held high.

A humble bug.

"You want to say...... Is this the way of sword cultivation?" Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi, his eyes were a little solemn, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and said: "My generation of sword cultivation, born as a human being, cultivates the way of the sword, not to become a god, just to one day raise the sword in his hand, to be invincible and fearless?"

Ning Yi was silent.

His expression was a little subtle, and he slowly and seriously spat out a sentence.

"What you say seems to make a lot of sense, but it's not. ”

Liu Shiyi rubbed his eyebrows: "What's the high theory?"

"It's just a painting, I can't see the rebellion, and I can't see the way of sword cultivation. Ning Yi's voice made Liu Shiyi also silent: "I like simple things, that yellow finch is too complicated to draw, but it is very simple." ”

"I like simple problems, such as problems that can be solved with a single sentence, and troubles that can be solved with a sword. ”

"So I love it. Ning Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's it...... Simple. ”

The sound fell on the mist and rain vapor of Changling.

Ning Yi let go of his thumb that was rubbing on the mantis figure, and he heard a very low laugh.

Liu Shiyi laughed.

Ning Yi was stunned.

Ning Yi didn't know why Liu Shiyi was laughing, so he asked, "Why are you laughing?"

Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi, and he asked seriously: "You should know that Changling has a lot of creations. ”

Ning Yi said: "I know this. ”

"You are Ning Yi, so you should also know that I am Liu Shiyi. ”

Ning Yi paused slightly, then nodded.

"I've been sitting at the foot of Changling Mountain for ten days, and what I'm doing is very simple, just look at this stone monument. With a strange color in his eyes, Liu Shiyi said softly: "Many people ask me what I am looking at. They don't understand why I didn't climb the Changling Tomb earlier, take away my creation, and spend all my time here. They thought that there was a great deal of edification in this stele...... But actually, no. ”

"Liu Shi once took back a stone tablet from Jianhu Palace, there was nothing in it, and he wanted to prove that there was something terrible in this stone tablet, because it was brought back from Changling. ”

"Changling brought it back?" Ning Yi was a little surprised, the stone tablet of Changling must not be brought out.

He immediately understood, and raised his voice slightly: "What the mountain keeper gave to Liu Shi?"

"Yes. ”

Liu Shiyi smiled and nodded.

"You brought it to Changling?" Ning Yi raised his eyebrows and pointed to the stone stele.

Liu Shiyi got up slowly and nodded again.

"On the stele that the mountain keeper gave to Liu Shi, there is nothing, nothing in the real sense. Liu Shiyi paused and said: "There is no sword energy, no artistic conception, no seal carving, it is empty, what is the meaning of such a stone tablet?"

"My master wanted to know what was hidden inside, but he couldn't figure it out. So the question was left to me. Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi and said with a smile: "So I came here, Changling, I came here, not to view the monument, but to answer this question." ”

"Why did Liu Shi think that there must be something in this stele? Because the person who gave him the stele was the mountain keeper of Changling, and was he the strongest star monarch in the Great Sui world?

When Liu Shiyi said these words, there was a hint of happiness in his tone, he rarely had such a look, not only happy, but also a little proud.

Ning Yi seemed to understand a little.

"Now you get the answer?"

"Yes, there is nothing on the stele, it all depends on the person who carved something on the stele. ”

Ning Yi felt a little funny, and said, "So you like this stele because the pattern on it was carved by you." ”

Liu Shiyi did not answer.

Suddenly, he kicked the stone tablet over.

And he used Starlight, and this kick shattered the stone monument.

"No, only that bug was drawn by me. My master likes complicated and gorgeous things, so he had that yellow finch. ”

Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi and smiled: "And I'm different from him, I like simplicity." ”