The people looked carefully at the scroll, and saw that it was written a miscellaneous poem expressing pride and ambition.

Everyone was not too interested in worldly martial arts, and after seeing the content clearly, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's not worth it, is it worth it. ”

"This junior brother, I heard that some people use some sandwich oil methods to hide mysteries for the sake of insurance, I wonder if the junior brother has tried it?"

The monk who took out the scroll laughed and said, "I am not satisfied with this senior brother, I have tried all of them, but this is really just an ordinary calligraphy, and there are no secrets in it. But even if there are really martial arts secrets, what use is it for us?"

When everyone heard this, they laughed again.

"It should be bewitched, those warriors fight to the death without knowing the truth, it's ridiculous to think about it. A monk analyzed.

Fan Yao also felt bored after reading it, and just wanted to leave, his heart moved, and suddenly remembered an allusion to the world where the alien soul was.

At the moment, he looked intently at the calligraphy, not at the literal meaning, but intently at the strokes of the calligraphy.

When I looked at it like this, it was immediately apparent.

'Hey, that's ....... ’

I saw that the calligraphy was not big, and more than 100 words were written on it. But these more than 100 words are presented, each of which is like a dragon flying like a dragon.

Fan Yao used his divine sense to perceive it carefully, and saw that there were ups and downs in it, as well as far-reaching meanings. From the point of view of Fan Yao, a person who walks the path of martial arts, this is not a calligraphy at all, but an ethereal swordsmanship!

In Fan Yao's eyes, this scroll was different from those monks, and he was directly fascinated by it when he understood it with his heart.

Every word on the calligraphy full of sword intent has a different display, and every stroke contains incomparable determination.

When the words are connected, there is a feeling that they are all in one go. It's as if more than 100 villains will dance the static words, and their sword intent makes people can't help but be dazzled.

Fan Yao looked at it in a daze, and a long time passed in a flash.

The monks next to him all saw the clue, could it be that this calligraphy was really extraordinary?

But after watching it for a long time, I didn't see what it was.

"Senior Brother Fan?"

Hearing someone call, Fan Yao couldn't help but come back to his senses and looked at the place where the voice came from.

But when I saw that it was the monk who took out the calligraphy, I saw him smile and said, "It seems that the senior brother is also a person who loves calligraphy, so why don't I give this calligraphy to the senior brother, and ask the senior brother to accept it with a smile." ”

Fan Yao couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it seemed that these monks had misunderstood him. I think when I was a child, I had a headache when I saw these fonts, why did I love calligraphy?

But it's really worth a good look at it.

immediately said: "Senior brother is polite, how can I win people's love." In this case, lend me this notebook first, and I will copy it well, and I will return it with both hands tomorrow. What do you think of this junior brother?"

That Jindan monk was also a lover of calligraphy and painting, and he was a little reluctant, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard Fan Yao say this, but he still said politely: "Don't worry, don't worry, senior brother wants to see it for a few days." Being favored by the senior brother is also a blessing for this sticker. ”

Fan Yao smiled slightly, thanked the monk, and casually rolled up the calligraphy and put it in the mustard seed space.

Chu Liang was very dissatisfied, looked at the Jindan monk and sneered: "Senior Brother Fan treats me like a mountain, just a calligraphy, look at your stingy family." ”

The monk's face turned red, thinking about it, it was also the reason, and he was about to change his words, but was stopped by Fan Yao reaching out.

"A gentleman does not take the favor of others. I only need to look at this calligraphy, and you don't have to be humble anymore. Ladies and gentlemen, it's not early, so I won't bother you too much, and we'll see you tomorrow. ”

After Fan Yao finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and after saying goodbye to everyone, he walked down the mountain path.

As he walked, he heard Chu Liang behind him still chattering.

"The elixirs and ointments we used were all given by Senior Brother Fan, and I don't know how many lives we have saved. I said, is your head convulsed, just such a copy, what are you reluctant to do?"

"I gave it to Senior Brother Fan, but he didn't want it. Senior Brother Chu, don't be angry, when Senior Brother Fan returns the notebook tomorrow, I will never accept it, do you think this will work?"

"Well, it's ...... teachable. ”

Fan Yao smiled and shook his head, seeing that he had come to a place where no one was, he unfolded his body and galloped towards the place agreed with Li Sitong.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the cold wind of early winter is blowing, a few dead trees are swaying in the cold wind, and the earth is quiet.

Fan Yao came to the agreed place, but he didn't see Li Sitong, thinking that the time had not come.

When he was bored, he took out the calligraphy and slowly unfolded it, and continued to use the method of contemplation to look at it carefully.

"Good words! It's even better swordsmanship! I didn't expect the swordsmanship of a martial artist to be so exquisite!"

Fan Yao is familiar with artistic conception, and his vision is extraordinary. Looking at this calligraphy, I felt a lot of feelings, this swordsmanship, the skill is almost like the Tao.

This script is obviously not written by a cultivator, Fan Yao felt it in his heart by touching it, and there was no spiritual energy flow on it, nor was there a mystical technique on the cultivation.

These more than 100 words show the meaning of wielding a pen to make a sword. The material is ordinary paper, which is destroyed when soaked in water and fire.

What's more, as Fan Yao can see, what is recorded above is the swordsmanship of the martial artist, that is, the secular path that cultivators can't look down on.

But it is this kind of sword intent that is continuous, similar to the artistic conception of the mountain that Fan Yao comprehended, and in Fan Yao's mind, it seems to have turned into a dragon, containing extremely high wisdom and will.

This mountain is related to me, Fan Yao couldn't help but look at the foggy sea mountain in front of him and sighed sincerely.

Looking at this mountain, the threshold of comprehending the artistic conception of the mountain, and in the belly of the mountain, I got the martial arts secrets of Qi Shanbai and Murong Xiaoqing, and tasted the magic of swordsmanship for the first time.

Tungsten flowing platinum, congenital treasure snow, all of which are obtained in this mountain.

Now it's even more coincidental to get this copy of Jiaolong swordsmanship. It's incredible to think about.

The martial artist who posted this book is by no means an ordinary martial artist, and must be like Qi Shanbai and Murong Xiaoqing, all of whom are amazingly talented. I just don't know if I'm still in the world at this time?'

Restricted by the innate acupoints and meridians, I don't know how many martial artists have cut off the way forward, which is really sad and lamentable.

"Senior Brother Fan, I'm late, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting. Hey, what are you looking at?"

Fan Yao didn't raise his head, knowing that it was Li Sitong who came at the appointment, and beckoned: "Senior sister, come here." I'll show you a good thing. ”

Li Sitong smiled, walked to Fan Yao's side, and couldn't help but bow his head and follow Fan Yao to look at the poster.

"It's really well written. I didn't expect Senior Brother Fan to be an elegant person, worthy of being a person who had studied with Wensheng. ”

Li Sitong took a cursory glance and said. It is clear that he is anxious to create a boxing method with Fan Yao, and he doesn't want to waste time on this matter.

Fan Yao smiled and said, "You, you, in vain, I still think you are smart." Don't look at the literal meaning, you look at the strokes of the font and feel it with your heart, and you will find the difference. ”

Hearing Fan Yao say this, Li Sitong was suddenly surprised, and immediately looked at the post again according to what Fan Yao said.

After a long time.

"Senior Brother Fan is going to play some word guessing games with me? But when I see this word, the dragon and the phoenix dance, it shouldn't be so simple. ”

Hearing Li Sitong's confused question, Fan Yao couldn't help but smile slightly, and said, "Senior Sister Li, you have seven tricks and a quick mind, which is not good. It is necessary to know that in the matter of perceiving the artistic conception, it is best to have no distractions and a pure heart, so that there is a possibility of exploring the heavens. ”

Looking at Li Sitong's realization, Fan Yao pointed to the character and said: "One word and one move, after I simplified it, it was a hundred words and ten moves." The fonts are endless, and so are the sword gestures. You Long's sharpness is natural. ”

"Senior brother, what are you, what are you talking about? Why didn't I understand a word. Li Sitong asked puzzled.

"Senior sister, can you carry a long sword magic weapon or something?"

Li Sitong shook his head, thought about it, summoned his flying sword, and said, "Senior brother, why don't you deal with this first." ”

Fan Yao looked at the small flying sword that was shining with cold light, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The length of the sword body can be made up by the sword, but what should I do if I don't have the hilt?

After thinking about it for a while, he made a move, and a thin branch of a dead tree on the ground in the distance flew out of thin air and landed in Fan Yao's hand.

The power was released, and the power of the five elements of gold was transmitted to the branches of the tree along the palm of his hand, and he saw that the thin branch suddenly flowed with golden light, and brought up a sword several feet long.

Fan Yao smiled slightly, put the thin branch behind him, and said loudly: "There is a sword in your heart, and everything in the world can be a sword." Senior sister, do you understand?"

"Ahem, ahem, Senior Brother Fan, let's do it, who are you going to show this for? Get straight to the point! Senior brother, do you know?"

Fan Yao looked at Li Sitong, who didn't give face, glared and said: "If your heart sets sail, no matter where you are, it will be a sea of stars." Well frogs can't speak the sea, ordinary people can't speak the way, and they are bound to teaching. ”

Li Sitong squinted his eyes and said with a sneer: "Okay, senior brother, you will continue to float here." It's still early, so I'm going to go around town, maybe I'll meet your old neighbors and acquaintances, and I'll talk to them about home. ”

After speaking, just when his body was about to move, Fan Yao danced the golden branches, made a starting gesture, and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, watch me teach you a set of earth-shattering swordsmanship." If you are not patient, I am afraid that you will lose a great opportunity. ”

Li Sitong smiled when he heard this, took a few steps back to make room for the open space, and made a 'please' gesture to Fan Yao.

Fan Yao held the 'long sword' in his hand, recalled the sword intent on the script in his mind, and after getting acquainted with it, he said: "Senior sister, while you are watching my sword moves, it is best to compare it with the script, so you will have a harvest." ”