"The world is so big...... Although the Ye Jiashan Linshui Sword can be proud of a radius of thousands of miles, there are mountains outside the mountain, and the swordsmanship that can also dominate thousands of miles is definitely not only my Ye Family Sword. ”

The pride on Ye Jianzang's body slowly appeared, "I just want to see the outside world, to see more swordsmanship, to challenge more swordsmen, to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, and refine my Ye Jianzang's sword, not Yejiazhuang's sword!"

Ye Jianzang's sword, Yejiazhuang's sword......

Aren't they all swords?

As Liang Zi said, Nangong can only be regarded as half a cultivator, and Yu Kendao knows nothing. Hearing what Young Master Ye said, he only vaguely felt that there were some subtle and profound truths in it, but after thinking about it, he couldn't say why.

Nangong suddenly remembered the big mountain pressing on the top of Yejiazhuang, and asked: "Since you want to be the second in the world, who is stronger in your kendo compared to your fifth uncle Ye Xizhao?"

“......”

Ye Jianzang, who was still arrogant a moment ago, glanced at Nangong and said coldly, "Do you know how to chat?"

Nangong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

"Hahahaha......" Liang Zi didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, holding his stomach and laughing wildly.

Pretending not to hear Liang Zi's piercing laughter at all, Ye Jianzang twisted his head to lead the way in front and walked out quickly.

Walk through the covered bridge that leads directly to the center of Xizi Lake in the lotus lotus of ten thousand acres of emerald green, a gate with a three-zhang high style is incomparable with the city gate stands in front of you, the door plaque "Yejiazhuang" three gold lacquer characters are shining, look at this law, it seems to have the same feeling as the text on the stone tablet city gate.

Between the iron painting and silver hooks, there seemed to be a fierce sword intent rushing towards him.

Nangong was secretly wondering in his heart, could it be that this stone tablet city was also created by the Ye family?

It's just that Ye Jianzang didn't stop, and continued to enter through it, Nangong was naturally not good to stay alone as a guest, so he hurriedly pulled Liang Zi to follow.

At this time, a subordinate had already gone to the village to report, and a subordinate who was also wearing yellow clothes walked out of the village and said, "Young master, the master has learned that a guest has come to visit, and he has been waiting in the Sword Pavilion. ”

Ye Jianzang snorted, noncommittal.

Entering the village, in front of the sword attic, Ye Jianzang lowered his voice, and said to Nangong with a stern face: "Whether I can leave this bird cage and go out to explore the world depends on you, success or failure is here!"

"I'll do my best......" Nangong smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He really couldn't understand the connection between his paintings and his departure from home.

However, Young Master Ye refused to say it, and he had no way to ask, and at this moment, it was not the time to pursue this issue.

Pushing the door in, a middle-aged man who was also dressed in yellow, but who obviously looked much more noble, stood with his back to the door.

Just looking at this back, Yuanyu Yuezhi, Nangong was like seeing a majestic palace towering in front of him, and a deep breath came to his face, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and his breath was also stagnant.

This man ...... So powerful!

The most powerful person Nangong has ever seen is undoubtedly Liang Siqin, the head of the Dragon City City Defense Regiment after launching the Holy Rune, followed by Long Zaitian.

As for the scholar who asked for directions in the air before coming to Stone Tablet City...... Well, Nangong really can't see his depth, but he must be very powerful.

However, the man in front of him gave him the feeling that he was even better than Long Zaitian! If Long Zaitian was a violent beast, then the man in front of him was a majestic mountain.

The mountains are silent, but they are admirable.

At this time, Ye Jianzang said calmly: "Yo, old Ye is so majestic, it scares me!"

As the words fell, Nangong obviously felt that the momentum of Lord Ye Dazhuang was a little weaker in an instant, but it still made people dare not look directly.

Ye Jianzang said: "Pretend...... Continue to load ......"

"Hey......

The majestic mountain suddenly turned into a loyal and honest man, and the compelling momentum disappeared in an instant. The owner of the Ye family, named Ye Chaoyang, touched his nose and sneered: "You stinky boy, there are outsiders, I don't know how much face I have for my father." ”

"Face is earned by yourself, not by others. ”

Ye Jianzang looked disapproving: "You don't feel too tired to panic when you put on this pose, who can you show it to? If you scare my friend, can you afford it?"

"Ouch! It turned out to be a friend of our Ye family's eldest young master! There is a loss of welcome, disrespect and disrespect!" Ye Chaoyang hurriedly stepped forward and held Nangong's hand and greeted him cordially.

Nangong was in a cold sweat, sure enough, he was his own father! This style turned out to be hereditary!

"The younger Nangong Shu, from the Northwest Dragon City, this is my sister Nangong Zi, I have seen Ye Zhuang Master!" Although the father and son surnamed Ye behaved out of the way, Nangong did not want to lose his manners, hugged his fists, and said respectfully.

On the way out, Nangong and Liang Zi discussed that when they go out, they should pay more attention, since they are commensurate with brother and sister, Liang Zi will temporarily follow Nangong's surname.

"Well said...... Well said!"

Perhaps seeing Ye Jianzang's sneering gaze, this loyal Ye Dazhuang owner did not hold his own identity, returned the salute, and asked, "I don't know what Nangong Xiaoyou is doing when he comes to the cold house?"

Nangong glanced at Ye Jianzang.

This Young Master Ye stepped forward and said, "He was invited by me." You don't have to ask me what I invited him for. A month ago, when you caught me back, you said that if you want to leave the villa, unless the book of heaven speaks. If the heirs of the monument have appeared today, then fulfill your promise!"

"The heir of the Heavenly Book Tablet?" Ye Chaoyang was taken aback, pointed to Nangong and said, "You mean him?"

"Could it be me?"

"It can't be...... Enlightening the Tao by reading the books of heaven is just a legend, and it cannot be true. Ye Chaoyang shook his head.

"Old Ye, what you say, I don't accept it for the ancestor of our Ye family. ”

Ye Jianzang sneered, threw out the drawing paper that had collapsed the second floor of the Home Inn, and said, "People from the outside world don't know, but our genealogy can be written clearly. Thousands of years ago, the ancestor of our Ye family watched the book of heaven and realized the Tao, created a sword near the mountain and water, and established Yejiazhuang by the West Lake. Hmph, legends and legends must be inherited before someone will say it. ”

Ye Chaoyang took the drawing paper and stared at the pattern on it for a while, and his face changed several times: "Nangong Xiaoyou, this rune ...... But you drew it?"

Nangong nodded.

"Then can you please make another one on the spot?" said the owner of Ye Zhuang with a solemn face.

"No problem. Nangong responded.

Ye Jianzang shouted, "Ye Hui, the four treasures of the study!"

Soon, Ye Hui walked into the hall of the Sword Pavilion with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Nangong stared for a moment, and the huge and dark Heavenly Book Tablet suddenly appeared in his mind, and the dazzling entire mystical pattern flashed by.

Just like the holy rune on Liang Siqin's body that day, Long Zaitian only recognized it as a holy rune, but he didn't know the meaning of the holy rune.

But Nangong understood.

There is no basis for it, and there is no reason for it.

Even he didn't know when he first had this ability, maybe after the teleportation array on the Northern Zhou Mountain mutated, or maybe he was gifted and born to know it?

This is an unanswered question.

However, Nangong didn't intend to pursue this answer, I could understand it - as long as I knew this, it would be enough.

Now in the Stone Tablet City, in front of the Heavenly Book Tablet, Nangong's ability is once again presented.

How many years have the Protoss left this world, and how many years has the Heavenly Book Tablet stood in the world. For countless years, except for the ancestor of the Ye family who watched the book of heaven and understood the swordsmanship, the stele of the book of heaven was there for future generations to watch, but no one could read the inscription on the stele, so it was called "Book of Heaven".

It wasn't until a thousand years later that the South Palace, which passed by the Stone Tablet City, appeared.

There are many runes on the heavenly book tablet, too many to count. However, Nangong can only understand one of them.

It's like the Protoss has written an impassioned essay of millions of words on a stone tablet that no one but the Protoss can read. Even Nangong couldn't read it.

However, this did not prevent him from being able to read a single word.

He saw this word, so he understood it, and since he could understand it, he could write it. The word of God, written by human beings, is a painting.

A painting that has been named "Rune" by the world.

Nangong, who is only fourteen years old, is just a half-baked qi refiner who is a halfway monk, but before he became a qi refiner, he was a talented and self-taught young painter.

Now, Young Master Ye asked him to paint, and Master Ye asked him to paint, although he had some doubts in his heart, he was not nervous.

Lifting the brush, splashing ink, the pen is like flowing water, and in a moment, the painting has been completed.

Stopping the brush, Nangong breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Ye Dazhuang picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see any expression on his face, looked at the paper for a while, and then looked at Nangong, his mouth was slurking, and he suddenly shook his head slightly, with an unfathomable expression.

"Pretend! Old Ye, you pretend again!"

Ye Jianzang said disdainfully, "Can you understand this rune?"

"I don't understand!" The owner of Ye Dazhuang, who had been demolished, laughed, and simply admitted it incomparably, so he asked shamelessly: "Nangong Xiaoyou, may I ask what kind of rune is this?"

"So this is the rune?"

The rookie rune master Nangong had a unique skill and didn't know it, and replied in a deep voice: "I don't know what it's called, uh, if you like it, you can call it a town character, it roughly means suppression, suppression." ”

"Show it?" said Lord Ye with a smile.

"Okay......" Nangong remembered the scene in the Homeinn just now, so he gently blew on the paper.

"Be careful!" Liang Zi exclaimed and reminded. When he was in the Homeinn, this thin piece of drawing paper collapsed the floor of the inn, and now he held it in his hand, who knows if he will press the whole person of Ye Dazhuang to the wall and press it into a small cake?

Ye Chaoyang was shocked when he heard this, and subconsciously threw away the drawing paper in his hand, as if the rune would suddenly explode, without even blinking his eyes.

However, after half a ring, the rune did not respond.

The four of them looked at each other, not knowing why.

Nangong suddenly smiled embarrassedly, scratched the back of his head with his hand and said, "That...... Sorry, I forgot...... I've run out of true energy...... This rune can't activate ......"