There were a total of ten futons under the quiet sword stele, this was a person, no one was sitting quietly on the futon, staring at the dense words on the sword stele. The text is not the official language of the prosperous dynasty, but it can be understood.

The reason why the sword tablet has survived to this day is first of all because this inscription was not built with ordinary bricks and tiles. This sword tablet is cast with a whole piece of top-grade spirit stone, and even if it is handed down for tens of thousands of years, there will be no wear and tear.

It is unimaginable that in the flood era thousands of years ago, there was such a huge top-grade spirit stone, and if this top-grade spirit stone could be cast into a sword tablet, it would be a cultivator who had the ability to move mountains and seas, right? Even today's prince Li Nie could not do this.

The words on this sword tablet are also depicted with sword intent, so even if you can't read the words on it, you can also feel the mysterious sword intent hidden in it.

"A day has passed, hasn't anyone moved?" Zhongli Xueyu's figure quietly appeared under the sword mound, looking at the sword monument from a distance.

"Not yet. Fu Jianping shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Even if it is Zhan Liuli, there is still no breakthrough." ”

"Although this sword tablet is a huge treasure, it can make people lose their minds. It's not so easy to absorb comprehension if you want to ......absorb it," Zhongli Xueyu smiled slightly and said softly.

She stared at the ten young men on the high platform, and there was a serious look in her eyes. There was once a cultivator who, after contemplating the sword tablet for nine hundred and eighty-one days, fell into a demon.

He has been completely controlled by the demons and lost himself.

This sword monument is a bottomless pit, it can constantly arouse the desire of greed, even if nothing is found, but looking at the endless treasure in front of him, even across the ocean, he will still move forward resolutely. But how did he know that no matter how long he walked, he was always standing still.

If you can comprehend this sword monument, you can naturally get an epiphany and benefit for life. But if you don't understand it thoroughly, the end is to fall into demons.

"Sect Master Zhongli, didn't you go to meet with the prince?...... what" Fu Jianping thought for a while and couldn't help but ask.

Now that the Nanjun incident has occurred, the head of the Holy Prison Mountain Ye has rushed back to stabilize the situation as soon as possible, although the war has subsided, but in the cultivation world, it is impossible to have a cultivator with the right to speak.

The water in the cultivation world is never what it seems. If the surface is calm, the bottom can be rough. And if the surface is turbulent, then under the water, there may even be millions of floating corpses.

"I've already met the prince. Zhongli Xueyu said lightly, "You also know that I don't have a good relationship with the prince, and I don't have anything to say." ”

"That's a problem, too. Fu Jianping smiled bitterly.

The grievances between Zhongli Xueyu and the prince are not so easy to resolve. If it hadn't been for what happened ten years ago, it wouldn't have come to this point now.

"Xu Changfeng, what do you think, kid?" Zhongli Xueyu asked as she looked at Fu Jianping.

"Xu Changfeng?" Fu Jianping's face flashed with a solemn look, "The qualifications are very poor, the meridians are weak by nature, and it is rare to be able to step into the cultivation world in thousands of years, if he has a talent that ordinary people can't reach, but he is delayed because of his own qualifications." This may be the so-called, creation makes people. ”

"How far do you think he can go in the future?" Zhongli Xueyu then asked.

Fu Jianping was a little surprised in his heart, how could this Zhongli Xueyu care about this kid he didn't know for no reason?

"He passed the assessment by luck, if he gains a little under the sword tablet, it should be possible to step into the fifth or even sixth order in his lifetime. The peak of the sixth order should be the end of his stop. Fu Jianping shook his head and said.

If Xu Changfeng heard this at this moment, he would definitely feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

The peak of the sixth order, maybe very strong.

But looking at this world, if there is no seventh-order cultivation, everything is just ants.

Zhongli Xueyu did not refute Fu Jianping's words, saying that Xu Changfeng could reach the peak of the sixth order, but it was just lifting him. The premise of all this must be that he can gain something under the sword tablet. Otherwise, the fifth order might be the limit of his cultivation path.

Although he has a ten-year lamp, the ten-year lamp is not omnipotent. can help him cleanse his marrow and cultivate, and break through the third order in a row, which is already close to the limit.

That's fate.

"What if you let him enter your Kunlun Sword Sect cultivation?" Zhongli Xueyu then asked.

When Fu Jianping heard this, he was surprised, and quickly turned his head to look at Zhongli Xueyu's smiling expression, which was in the clouds.

He could have heard it, and now Zhongli Xueyu was going to introduce Xu Changfeng to his Kunlun Sword Sect to practice. He Xu Changfeng went to Kunlun Sword Sect alone, which was not a problem, but it was just a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks.

It's just that, as a mortal stone, it is just a mortal stone after all, even if it is allowed to stay in the heavenly pool, it is impossible to transform into an immortal stone because of this. Moreover, it will be squeezed by others because of this, and Zhongli Xueyu will not understand these truths.

Therefore, Fu Jianping wondered, why did this Zhongli Xueyu do such a boring thing?

"Sect Master Zhongli, what do you mean by this?" Fu Jianping wondered.

"Nothing. Zhongli Xueyu smiled, "If Sect Master Fu is unwilling, then I won't be reluctant." ”

Fu Jianping smiled helplessly, "I'm not so stingy." If he, Xu Changfeng, is willing to go to my Kunlun Sword Sect, I will allow it. But I can talk about it first, when I get to the Kunlun Sword Sect, everything depends on his ability. What kind of attainments he can have in the coming days is none of my business. ”

"It's nature. Zhongli Xueyu nodded.

As he spoke, a golden light suddenly flashed.

On the originally silent sword stele, a bright light and shadow suddenly flickered.

I saw that a futon on the high platform was also shrouded in golden light.

Zhan Liuli, she finally found a trace of eyebrows in the inscription. Fu Jianping nodded with satisfaction.

Only one day has passed, and you will be able to attain enlightenment

To the mystery of the sword tablet, this is not simple.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the brick and tile under the futon slowly rising, and Zhan Liuli was still sitting on the futon, sensing that his position had changed, and he couldn't help but come back to his senses.

When she looked closely, she found that the bricks she was on were a foot higher than the countertop.

Once you have an epiphany, the futon will be raised and you will be able to see the inscription more clearly.

After all, this inscription is as high as three zhang, and it is impossible for people to see the inscription on the top of the ground all at once, and only by raising the futon can they see farther.

Zhan Liuli looked around and found that the other nine people were still concentrating on the sword stele, she quickly retracted her thoughts, and her eyes continued to be on the sword stele, quietly contemplating.

"Ruri does have this talent. Zhongli Xueyu nodded, "However, her talent may be delayed because of this." ”

After Zhongli Xueyu said this, he turned around and quietly left the sword shrine.

The three sect masters all left, leaving only Fu Jianping alone still standing under the sword mound, staring at the ten young men in the darkness of the ground.

There are many things that need to be dealt with in the Nanjun Incident, especially in the cultivation world.

He suddenly looked up into the distance and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know what movement will happen on the other side of Pingshan." Something happened to Nanjun, and they couldn't be indifferent. ”

South County.

Today, the entire Nanjun city can still smell the strong smell of war, and the defenders of the Shengshi Dynasty stand at the pass of the western city, holding spears and waiting for them.

And in Dongcheng Chengguan, ten miles away, the soldiers of the Spirit Clan are also tense, and they are made of black cloaks, neatly arranged in rows, giving people a gloomy feeling.

At this moment, it is the blue sky and the white sun, but Nanjun Chengnei is as silent as death.

News is always much slower than it happens, and what the court doesn't know is that on the night after the fighting has subsided, the two armies have fought again in the city. Nanjun Town, which has never been invaded by war in decades, has been threatened by soldiers for the first time.

That night, the city was in flames, and the horses neighed.

The two armies fought until dawn, and it was not until the king of Nanping came to Nanjun that the war subsided.

If someone walks on the streets of Nanjun, they will find that the smoke of war is thick here, and the smell of blood is disgusting. The bodies of the soldiers who died in battle, as well as the innocent dead civilians, have been buried under this soil.

Most of the cultivators in Nanjun also fled back to the dynasty.

Even Nanjun has become not peaceful, where else is there peace and prosperity in this world?

At this moment, a woman in a black gauze skirt walked barefoot on this land that had just been swept away by war.

There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes, and her steps couldn't help but become hasty. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, obscuring her charming back.

Bang bang bang.

she

Walking to the door of a wooden house, he gently waved his palm to the door panel, and a black cyclone faintly appeared on the door panel. Although the cyclone was very dim, it was still clear that it was carved with a symbol.

Seeing this symbol, the barefoot woman was relieved.

A smile appeared on her anxious face and she knocked softly on the door.

After a few moments, the door did not open, it remained closed.

A hint of worry began to appear on her calm countenance, and she knocked on the door again, but no one showed up.

"Don't knock on this girl. ”

Just then, an old lady on crutches opened the door from a nearby room. She was supposed to die, in the chaos of war.

But because of this magical talisman, it also helped the house she was in to escape the catastrophe.

"The scholar who lives in this house was taken away by the officers and soldiers last night. The old woman said in a hoarse voice.

"What? how is this possible?" the barefoot woman opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes were subconsciously filled with tears, and she exclaimed in surprise, "This is impossible!"

The old woman shook her head helplessly, "It was he who voluntarily left with the officers and soldiers......"

(End of chapter)