Meng Ran looked at the landscape stone carvings for a while, only to feel dizzy, and his chest and abdomen were filled with a mass of blocks that could not be smoothed, which was difficult to swallow and couldn't vomit.

In his heart, Meng Ran thought of the teachings of the blue-shirted swordsman, to abide by his own heart, to seriously comprehend, and not to be disturbed by external objects.

Meng Ran smiled lightly, no longer staring at the entire landscape and stone carvings, but looking at the most subtle and specific places in the picture.

It was a narrow clear stream.

Although the clear stream is narrow, it has a gurgling water that endures for a long time.

Through the clear water, the round pebbles at the bottom of the water are clearly visible.

Meng Ran's mind moved, and the water of the clear stream on the landscape stone carving map flowed, and the countless stream stones at the bottom of the water revealed a mellow and heavy atmosphere.

Every fluctuation of the water pattern showed stone carving lines that Meng Ran had not seen before.

The flow is endless, when it is strong, it is strong, and when it is weak, it will not give up, even if there are many obstacles, it will not give up, this is the true meaning of Qingxi.

When there was a sense of water on the stone wall, Meng Ran couldn't help laughing, he looked at the painting stupidly, and muttered to himself: "I realized, I realized." ”

Overjoyed, he wanted to turn around and share his newly realized sword style with Geng Huyuan, but suddenly remembered that he was the only one in the stone room.

At this time, a faint aura of heaven and earth flowed on the stone carvings of the landscape, and a clear stream visibly flooded out of the stone wall with the naked eye, washing away the old ash on the stone wall.

Meng Ran was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, it turned out that when he had just realized the sword style, the true qi in his body involuntarily flowed with the stone carving lines on the wall, that is, he made a sword without knowing it, and the sword intent affected the qi hidden in the landscape stone carving.

Feeling the wetness on the stone wall, Meng Ran's breathing became more and more rapid, his mood became smoother, and the uncontrollable joy overflowed his cheeks.

Smelling the moist and dusty smell that suddenly appeared in the air that did not belong here, Meng Ran became more and more convinced that the sword style he realized was right, and an infinite pride rose in his heart, and he continued to stare at the bottom of Qingxi.

Feeling the round and heavy stream stones at the bottom of the stream, Meng Ran's expression was focused and serious, as if he wanted to reflect those stream stones into his mind.

But everything in the world is extremely strange, and the more you try to get something, the harder it becomes to get it, and when you don't care about it anymore, it appears extremely annoyingly and frequently.

Meng Ran stared at the clear stream for a long time, until he was dizzy, and he couldn't comprehend the true meaning of the lines that made up the stream stones.

When he was about to give up Qingxi and turn to other places, Huo Ran realized a wisp of true meaning in his mind.

When the stream stone is stationary, there is the meaning of calm atmosphere; when following the clear stream flow, there is the trend of swiftness and unstoppability; a lonely stone has the meaning of roundness; thousands of pebbles gather together, there is the momentum of ten thousand jun.

Whether it is invaded by the bleak wind and rain, or ground by the clear stream, or slowly changed by water droplets, it is its appearance that has changed, not its stubborn heart.

At this moment, the aura of heaven and earth, which had just been restored to calm, slowly flowed again, and the stone wall that had returned to its dry appearance shook slightly, and a muffled sound sounded in the stone room, as if someone had rung a brass bell in the stone wall.

Meng Ran's face was very strange and exciting, and he muttered in a low voice: "I have two swords, one is Qingxi and the other is Xishi." ”

After the excitement subsided, Meng Ran suddenly remembered that there were still many stone carving lines on the landscape stone carvings that needed to be understood.

After all, Qingxi is just a small corner of the landscape.

Meng Ran's mind recalled the battle with the eldest lady of the Ji family in the morning, when Ji Furong had a total of four sword talismans.

The sword intent of the first sword is extremely fast, the second sword is Qingxi, the third sword is the lonely mountain, and the fourth sword is the slanting sun on the side of the lonely mountain.

Meng Ran withdrew his gaze from the clear stream and slowly looked at the few lonely mountains with shades and shades.

The lonely mountain closest to the river is majestic and tall, and the cliff on the side near the river is steep and rugged, like an eagle that cannot fly and an ape cannot climb.

There is a sharp and majestic meaning in the simple lines, which is many times smarter than the sword used by Ji Furong.

There were bursts of sword qi in front of the stone wall, and Meng Ran's originally pale cheeks turned a little whiter.

"It's a bit difficult to be both sharp and majestic. Meng Ran stared at Gushan and whispered to himself, "There is absolutely no such sword intent in this world, maybe I understood it wrong." ”

Meng Ran suddenly thought of a possibility, and muttered: "Maybe the sword of the person who makes the sword is a heavy sword, and since it has the power of a sword that is unmatched, it also means that it is sharp and sharp. ”

Meng Ran glanced down at his arm and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid I don't like this kind of sword, since I don't like it, then change the way and move the entire mountain away." ”

The voice fell, the lonely mountain on the stone wall brightened a little, and there was an invisible giant peak in the stone room, the mountain was majestic and tall, and there was a sense of sharpness.

There are several more lonely mountains behind the lonely mountain.

It's just that the color is different.

Meng Ran's body shook, and he suddenly found that the landscape stone carvings in front of him were only black and white, and the originally darker places suddenly deepened and turned into a cloud of black, and the originally light and bright places suddenly became lighter and became white.

"Could it be that black and white are the real colors at this time?"

Knowing that no one would answer this question, Meng Ran couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

In a trance, the landscape stone carvings returned to their previous appearance, the mountain is still the mountain, and the water is still the water.

The only thing that has changed is that the twilight is thicker, and the light of the setting sun is getting lighter and lighter, like a candle that will go out at any moment.

Meng Ran sighed for no reason, as if he was shaken by the poignant scenery in the landscape stone carvings.

At this moment, there was an untimely sound in the stone chamber.

Meng Ran's stomach was growling, and he had the intention of making trouble for a while if he didn't eat for a while.

He glanced down at his shriveled abdomen, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to find the exit first, otherwise, even if I realize the most powerful sword form in the world, I can only starve to death in this cold and uninhabited stone room." ”

In the time that followed, Meng Ran groped every inch of the stone chamber, but still had no results, neither found the exit, nor found the mechanism that could open the stone door.

Even the previous method of entering the stone chamber was used, but it did not work at all.

In desperation, Meng Ran returned to the landscape stone carving, looking at the stone carving lines in the picture with a desperate expression.

"Knowing its advance and guarding its retreat is the way to enter the real Jijia Wuyuan, so how to get out?"

Meng Ran's mind suddenly thought of a scripture, which was left by one of Mr. Qi's favorite sages, and the content was similar to the meaning of the method of entering the true Jijia Wuyuan.

The text said: Knowing its male, guarding its female, is the world's stream. For the world stream, Changde does not leave, and returns to the baby. Knowing its whiteness and guarding its black is the world's style. For the world's style, Changde is not distant, and it returns to Wuji. Knowing its glory, guarding its humiliation, is the valley of the world. For the valley of the world, Changde is enough, and it returns to Park.

"So the way out of the stone chamber should be in this paragraph, but which one will it be?"

After a long time, Meng Ran slapped his thigh vigorously and shouted: "I know, it should be this sentence 'know its white, keep its black', so how to understand the distinction between black and white in the stone room?"

After Meng Ran finished talking, the sunset that was about to fall off the cliff came into his sight.

"Why didn't I think of it? White is naturally the sun, then black is the moon, it seems that the mechanism is on this landscape stone carving. ”

Meng Ran raised the Chungui knife in his hand and poked the sun with the tip of the scabbard.

After poking, there was a rumbling sound in the stone room.

The stone wall carved with the stone carvings of the mountains and rivers slowly turned, and a smell of old ash came out from behind the stone wall.

Meng Ran did not hesitate, and went straight over the stone wall and came to a stone path that was not very high and wide.

With a 'boom', the stone wall returned to its original state, but the sun had now changed its appearance, becoming a bleak and lonely cold moon.

Meng Ran walked along the stone path and saw a stone door at the end of the steps.

"It's Shimen again, I hope there is a mechanism, otherwise I'm really going to starve to death." ”

Meng Ran rubbed his more hollow abdomen, and then groped around the walls.

After looking for a while, Meng Ran touched a raised stone, twisted it hard, and the stone door in front of him opened.

A ray of long-lost sunshine shone on Meng Ran's body, giving him a feeling of being reincarnated.

After stepping out of the stairs, the stone door that had been open slammed shut and returned to its original appearance.

Meng Ran touched the stone in front of him without the slightest gap, and praised softly: "This organ is very well designed, it is worthy of a century-old family, and it has a profound heritage. ”

Meng Ran stayed in place for a moment, and then began to look at the surrounding scenery.

At this time, it was already twilight, and there were only a few limited rays of light in the inner courtyard of Wuyuan, and the rest of the place was mostly dim.

He looked up and found that he was under the rockery where the pavilion was located, and the stone path just now was hidden in the rockery.

Meng Ran glanced at the rockery that blocked the stone path again, and walked towards the gate of the inner courtyard of Wuyuan.

......

The extremely valuable door was opened from the inside out, alarming the figures guarding the door.

Geng Huyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, immediately stood up, and when he saw Meng Jie with a tired and pale face, he didn't ask him if he had gained anything from this trip, but asked softly, "Are you hungry?" ”

After Meng Ran saw Geng Huyuan, his heartstrings, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly relaxed, and he was injured by the formation before, so he naturally fainted.

Geng Huyuan quickly helped Meng Ran, who had fainted, carried him behind him, and said to Zhou Xing, a subordinate of the Ji family on Hou Li's side: "Brother Zhou, Meng Ran has suffered a lot of injuries, I have to go back to treat him first, as for your master, I will ask you to explain."

After Meng Ran's injury recovers, we will definitely come to the door to disturb us, and I hope that your government will not mind resigning. ”

After Zhou Xing listened to these sincere polite words, he hurriedly said: "It's okay, Meng Gongzi's injury is critical, and I will explain it to the third master." ”

Geng Huyuan clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you Brother Zhou for your understanding, I remember the way out of the house, so I don't have to think about sending it." ”

After the two of them were polite, Zhou Xing still sent Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran, who had fainted, to the gate of Jijia Wuyuan, and strongly asked to send the two back to the inn, but Geng Huyuan Wen Yan refused.

After Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran walked away, there was an additional figure at the gate of Ji Jiawu Garden, which was Ji Daozheng, the third master of the Ji family, who went out to run errands in the morning and returned at dusk.

Ji Daozheng asked softly, "That young man surnamed Meng is gone?"

Zhou Xing replied: "I left, I was carried by that Mr. Geng." ”