Originally, the conference was held for so many years, and everyone was basically familiar with the process of the conference, and I thought that this conference was the same as the previous one, but I didn't expect that there were so many accidents this time, and everyone couldn't help but look forward to the following competition. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wudao glanced at the disciples in the square, judging from the scores just now, basically only the four masters of Jianchen barely got the peak, and only Liu Qian in the Xuanyuan period scored points, it seems that the results of this Dao Conference will be very poor, but there is no way, who told them to have to solve the questions themselves.

Jiang Tao saw that the situation had stabilized at this time, and the Son of Heaven also sat down again, so he took out the second question and said, "The second question of this Dao Conference was given by Master Jiang. ”

At this time, the audience present had already recognized Wudao's strength, because just now he saw the essence of this question at a glance, and said that Ziyu got a full score, but this eyesight did not even have the sect master of the Sword Dust Sect, which was naturally convincing.

At this time, Ziyu's mood was still in a state of agitation, but she didn't expect that the answer she said by feeling was actually the standard answer, and she also got a full score, which was never expected, and even she grabbed Xia Luoyi's hand and didn't let go, and Xia Luoyi looked at Wudao on the stage with a complicated expression.

"The second question of this time requires you to move to another mountain. Jiang Tao looked at the paper in his hand and said.

"No need. At this time, the Son of Heaven suddenly spoke.

Everyone's eyes were on him, and what did he mean when he said no?

Wudao's ears suddenly heard the voice of the Son of Heaven: "You want to use the Tibetan traitor tablet to test their swordsmanship." ”

He nodded, since the Son of Heaven had asked himself like this, there was no need to hide it.

Ji Tianzi pulled the corners of his mouth, made a move with his hand, and suddenly a stone tablet flew from a distance and landed in the center of the square and said: "This is the stone tablet, this should be the second question that Master Jiang said." ”

Jiang Tao was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, this is the second question that Master Jiang said, the stone tablet. ”

Everyone's eyes unconsciously wandered to the stone stele, and Jian Tianchen and the others in the square even began to touch the stone stele.

After a while, Jian Tianchen said to Wudao: "I don't know what Master Jiang means by this second question, is there anything strange about this stone tablet?"

When Jian Tianchen spoke, Jian Hongdao also whispered to the Extreme Heavenly Son: "Senior of the Extreme Heavenly Son, if I remember correctly, this stone tablet is a guiding stone tablet on the mountain behind my Sword Dust Sect, I have also seen it a few times, is there anything unusual about this?"

Ji Tianzi smiled silently and motioned for him to look down.

Wudao stood up at this time, pondered for a moment and said: " In fact, I originally wanted to participate in the Dao Conference, but I had no choice but to cultivate for a low level, plus the order of the sect master, so I chose to give up participating in this Dao conference, but fortunately the sect master gave me another way, that is, as the person who asked you to give you the question, for me, this is a good thing, and it can be regarded as the sect master's trust in me, so in order to live up to the suzerain's trust, I came up with these three questions, and the first question is this stone tablet, as for the score requirements are very simple, this stone tablet is three zhang high, you try to engrave the three words of the Sword Dust Sect on it, the more strokes carved, the higher the score。 ”

"It's that simple?" Jian Tianchen laughed directly, although he was right in the first question just now, but now it was his turn to come up with such a simple question, it was too unstandard.

"You can give it a try. "Wudao was a little happy in his heart at this time, his words just now were to emphasize that this was a topic entrusted by the sect master, as for the difficulty, I don't know if there is any problem, I will find the sect master, in this way, I will push my responsibility away, and the most important thing is that this sword Tianchen also ran out to cooperate, and God is really looking for a way out for me.

Jian Tianchen shifted his gaze back to the stele at this time, and the others retreated, looking at the stele in front of him, this stele was black throughout, with a lot of moss growing on it, and there were several big characters on it, but because of the weathering of the years, it was already a little blurry, and it looked like an ordinary stele.

However, Jian Tianchen was also very careful, although he said so just now, but he also knew that this matter could not be so simple, it seems that there must be some unknown secrets in this stele, but if he remembers correctly, this stele has been seen before, it should be a guiding stele in the back mountain, what secrets can exist in such a stele, and even let characters such as the Son of Heaven do it themselves?

Jian Tianchen pulled out the long sword on his waist, concentrating and calming his breath, his vitality was running, he poured into the sword body, and a sword stabbed out, directly piercing into the stone tablet to a depth of one inch, Jian Tianchen's doubts at this time were even heavier, and he didn't have any strange reactions, could it be that he was thinking too much?

With the sword as a substitute for the pen, the sword walked the dragon, a burst of sword light flashed, the sword Tianchen collected the sword back to the sheath, and three big characters had appeared on the stele at this time, Sword Dust Sect.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly: "I have already written, you can give me a score." ”

Without any response, Jian Tianchen looked around strangely, and suddenly found that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.

He gradually realized that something was wrong, and turned his head to look at the stele, only to see that the stele was still in its original state, and the three words he had written just now had disappeared.

Jian Tianchen was stunned for a moment, he looked at the others a little blankly, and at this time Xia Luoyi whispered: "Tianchen, you just stood in front of the stone tablet and suddenly turned your head and said that you finished writing, but you didn't write at all." ”

"How is this possible, I Mingming, Mingming, used a sword to engrave the three words of Sword Dust Sect on it. Jian Tianchen said with a blank expression.

"Let me try. At this time, another person spoke.

Jian Tianchen turned his head and saw that it was the Cold Shadow Sword Zhao Yu, because his age was not yet over forty years old, so he could still participate in the Dao Conference, he was dressed in gray cloth, with a soft sword wrapped around his waist, and although his face looked like a young man, his expression was like frost.

He stood in front of the stone tablet, standing for a long time, everyone stared at him tightly, the scene of Jian Tianchen just now was really too weird, this stone tablet is definitely not simple, because whether it is a disciple of the sect or a family member present, everyone clearly knows the meaning of the three words Jian Tianchen, one of the four masters of the Sword Dust Sect of the first Sword Sect in the world, known as the first person of the younger generation of swordsmanship, killed the monk of the Xuanyuan Period with the body of the Rong Yuan Period, and at the same time, he is the son of the contemporary sect master of the Sword Dust Sect, and the next candidate for the sect master of the Sword Dust Sect, it can be said, but just now he had this inexplicable situation, which really surprised everyone。

About tea time, Zhao Yu turned around, took a deep breath, then turned his head to look at the stone tablet, and said with a wry smile: "I can't write." ”