Ying Xuan's body was absorbed by Yun Fei's sword intent, and the whole person was attached to the stone wall, and then the stone wall gradually blurred, and there were waves, and Ying Xuan's body also sank into the stone wall and disappeared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I only felt a sense of dizziness in front of me, as if I had fallen into a certain space, and when I fell to the ground, my eyes suddenly opened up, and there was a secret realm in the secret realm of wind and thunder.

"Is this the place where the sword is hidden!"

Ying Xuan's eyes glowed, and when he thought of this possibility, he felt an irrepressible ecstasy in his heart.

"It's no wonder that for a long time, no one has been able to find the place where the sword is hidden, if the most likely place is the place where the Yunfei Sword Technique stone is carved, everyone has entered the misunderstanding. ”

My heart was pounding, and every time I ran the Yunfei Sword Technique, I could feel a strange fluctuation, but it was hard to find it, and I didn't expect that the stone wall was the gate to the place where the sword was hidden.

The place where the sword is hidden in front of you is like a small farm yard, full of quiet and quiet, on the verdant green grass, there is a winding path paved with blue jade stone bricks, planted with flowers and plants, it looks so pleasant.

There is a small pond next to the yard, in which there are several spirit fish swimming lazily, I don't know how long it has passed, but they are still alive.

The flowers and plants in the yard, there is no lack of elixir, the key is the age of this elixir, compared to the outside world, I don't know how many years have passed, an ordinary ice orchid grass has grown to about three feet high, and the dewdrops on it seem to be condensed into ice, with a slight chill.

"Although this is an elixir, it is not far behind compared to the treasure medicine!"

Looking at the elixir planted in the courtyard, Ying Xuan's saliva was about to flow out, this is not only a place to hide swords, it is simply a place to hide treasures, this medicinal field alone is of extraordinary value.

"What kind of spirit fish is this?" Looking at the several spirit fish wandering comfortably in the pond, Ying Xuan inevitably had a look of horror, it is not uncommon for the elixir to survive, but this fish is a living creature, and it can survive the years.

There is also a stone platform in the courtyard, which is full of scratches, and a breath of ancient years greets you, giving Ying Xuan a feeling of vicissitudes of life, and it seems to have a long history.

There was already a hint of green on the stone platform, and some slippery moss roamed on it, and the scratches on the stone platform seemed to be caused by a sharp sword, and it seemed to be a sharpening stone.

The most surprising thing for De Yingxuan was that the moss on the stone platform did not look like ordinary moss, glowing with a slight light, with a hint of coldness, and the small moss like rice grains actually had a sense of fierceness, with a sword intent paving the surface.

There are also some bones in the courtyard, like some small animals, and the remaining fur looks like poultry such as chickens and ducks.

Seeing the layout of the whole yard, it is like a farmhouse, where you live a quiet life isolated from the world, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, a good paradise.

"It's very peaceful. ”

Looking at everything in front of him, Ying Xuan's heart was a little flat, and he had the idea of retreating, everything here gave people a feeling of being so comfortable.

There is a thatched house in the courtyard standing leisurely, you can see the exquisite craftsmanship, Ying Xuan pushed open the grass door into the house, the house is dusty, there is no rotten smell at all, but with a fresh meaning.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, one side of the table of eight immortals, a few benches, a table, a futon, and nothing else.

Ying Xuan stepped forward to the desk, the four treasures of the study room were impressively listed, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were placed in an orderly manner, but the wolf was placed on the inkstone, and the inkstone at this time had long been dried up, and the end of the wolf's pen was also cracked.

There was a piece of rice paper on it, there was nothing else on it, only a big "cloud" word, Ying Xuan looked at this "cloud" word, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

"This should be the place where Yun Feiyang Ancestor hides his sword, no doubt!"

Especially when he saw the word "cloud", Ying Xuan only felt that there was a fierce sword intent rushing towards him, and his heart couldn't help but suffocate, giving people a sense of depression.

The Yunfei Sword Technique in the body involuntarily operated, and it had a certain resonance with the rice paper in front of him, and the so-called mysterious fluctuation came from the calligraphy in front of him.

Xuan paper is mortal paper, wolf is mortal pen, and inkstone is also mortal, but through the hands of this person, it is evolved into magic.

The sword intent has reached the point of doing whatever you want, knowing it in your chest, there is no sword in your hand, there is a sword in your heart, and there are swords everywhere.

Relying on a pen, the sword intent of his life was condensed into a "cloud" character through pen and ink, which jumped on the rice paper.

The handwriting strokes of the word "cloud" are simple and not complicated, only four strokes, but these simple four strokes contain the essence of sword intent and outline the peerless sword intent.

Ying Xuan's mind was already immersed in it, and he only felt that this simple horizontal was like a shocking sword, hanging in the sky, like a shocking rainbow, sweeping away thousands of troops, and like a hurricane blowing up suddenly, as if it was going to sweep the stars down the sky.

The next horizontal, like a meteor outside the sky, crossed the sky, with a thunderous momentum, as if it wanted to break through the sky, and like a white cloud, with an amazing momentum, it instantly crossed from the south of the sky to the north of the earth.

The apostrophe of the third painting, like the thunder falling from the sky in the nine heavens, fierce and uninhibited, swept down from the sky, invaded by this sword intent, Ying Xuan only felt that his ears were rumbling, like thunder in the sky, and his heart was shocked.

The last point is like the finishing touch, gathering thousands of sword intentions to focus on a little starlight, and the white clouds, hurricanes, and thunder in front of you all dissipate and return to one point.

This starlight seems to be like a drop in the ocean, eclipsed in the nine heavens, overwhelmed by the starlight, but it burns itself, with the momentum of jade burning, and moves forward.

The starlight burst out with the power of destruction, falling from the nine heavens, with a stunning tail, it was the rainbow light of burning life, all the way like a bamboo, unable to resist, who could compete with it.

I don't know when, the mysterious spirit bead has appeared in Ying Xuan's hand, his eyes are stunned, and he stares at the word "cloud" on the rice paper without blinking, obviously falling into enlightenment.

The simple four paintings brought Ying Xuan infinite reverie, which seemed to be inclusive of all things, containing endless sword intent, and condensed the lifelong perception before Yun Feiyang flew to the immortals.

The picture in his mind continued to evolve, white clouds, hurricanes, thunder, and stars sparked a spark of sword intent, and the sword intent on Ying Xuan's body couldn't help but burst out, raging for a while.

"This is definitely the follow-up sword intent of Yunfei's sword technique. ”

Ying Xuan couldn't help but have this thought in his heart, and he became more and more sure that the "cloud" character in front of him was the scripture of Yun Fei's sword intent, and the follow-up sword intent left by Yun Feiyang's ancestor. (To be continued.) )