Wang Jingmeng frowned deeply.

The silver light that swam like a silver silkworm came from the refraction of light and the refraction of the vitality of the jade talisman itself, and he vaguely felt that there was a law in it, and this was not a completely natural formation. It's just that even he only feels mysterious, and he doesn't have the feeling that his mind naturally melts into it when he sees the sword marks at a glance.

To put it simply, I can't read it.

He turned the jade talisman over, and the reverse side was the same, and countless silver lights were swimming, mysterious and indescribable, but he couldn't understand it.

"What is a circle?"

Since he couldn't understand it, there was no point in dwelling on it in a short period of time, so he raised his head and looked at Yan Xinlan and Lin Cookjiu, and asked.

"Some special gold stones, some cultivators' remnants of natal objects, can store some heaven and earth vitality that does not disperse, with these things as the core, special runes can attract the convergence of heaven and earth vitality. ”

Yan Xinlan knew that Wang Jingmeng's contact with cultivation was very short, so she explained as clearly as possible: "To put it simply, the core of the magic circle is something that can provide some heaven and earth vitality fixedly, which can be understood as an unchanging cultivator who provides true yuan, and the runes of the magic circle are like sword moves. ”

Wang Jingmeng's comprehension ability was higher than she imagined.

Wang Jingmeng naturally thought of the dew on the lotus leaves and on the tips of the grass.

Just like the natural condensation of dew on a blade of grass, the circle can naturally absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and then bloom its power under certain circumstances.

Some of the hedron naturally condensed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that could be used, just like a cultivator who had accumulated a lot of True Yuan and could be slowly used over a long period of time.

The power of the circle must be related to whether the spars and runes that make up the circle are strong, but once the circle is completed, it is like a cultivator using fixed tricks, which is relatively dull and neglectful of changes.

"Someone was besieged here many years ago, and then he defeated the cultivators who besieged him, but he should have run out of oil when he arrived here. ”

"So he built a circle here, and he left this thing here. ”

Wang Jingmeng's fingers slid over this jade talisman, as he imagined, this smooth jade talisman had a very strong fixed vitality fluctuation, and the true yuan surging lightly from his fingertips only stirred up faint ripples like transparent water waves on the surface of this jade talisman, but it did not change the flow of those silver lights.

His True Yuan couldn't penetrate into the inner part of this jade rune like the rune that permeated the sword weapon.

"I have a gut feeling that the person had a purpose in keeping this thing, and for such a powerful cultivator, this thing is very important, but I can't understand the mystery of this thing right now. ”

When Wang Jingmeng spoke, Yan Xinlan and Lin Zhujiu had been looking at this jade talisman all the time, and listening to his words, Lin Zhujiu's gaze detached from the jade talisman.

He may be the one who has the most knowledge of the magic circle among the young generation of cultivators in the Bashan Sword Field.

Qi Zhun who practiced with him was originally a formation master who was proficient in formations and could build powerful formations, and in Qi Zhun's opinion, any means was a good means as long as he could kill a powerful opponent.

And the magic circle, sometimes able to adapt to the situation, can change the surrounding environment during the battle, and the most important thing is the factor of the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Even if this thing is just a pure array, I'm afraid no one in the world can make such a thing right now. Lin Zhujiu looked at Wang Jingmeng and said very conclusively, "This should be the use of his own vitality power to forcibly change the vitality flow law of this thing, and the person who can do such a thing is not just a true yuan cultivator." Those formation masters who specialize in studying runes, no matter how powerful they are, can't be as strong as this person's cultivation. ”

There is a wind in the gorge.

Someone came.

A man who looked like a woodcutter appeared in their sight.

"Gu Liren and you are both unparalleled geniuses in the world, so you can find such things. This should be something that Emperor Youdi left to future generations. ”

This woodcutter naturally couldn't be an ordinary person, looking at the three people who had alertness in their eyes, he said calmly: "In the past, there are three things that make the cultivators of the world feel that they are treasures, the Nine Nether King Sword, the Nine Dead Silkworms, and the Thirty-two Heavy Swords of the Nether Capital.

You should have understood the thirty-two heavy swords of the hidden capital, whether this jade talisman is about the Nine Nether King Sword or the Nine Dead Silkworms, it depends on whether you can understand it, it's just the things of the Youdi Emperor, everyone covets it, but you can't let more people know that you got these things. ”

"Emperor You, is it the Emperor of the You Dynasty?" Lin Zhujiu's scalp suddenly tingled.

Every few dynasties in this world, there will be some particularly powerful cultivators like Gu Liren.

In the vast world of cultivators, it's just a matter of probability.

But few people can be invincible for many years, and the dynasty that has been established has ruled the world for many years, and in the end no one can defeat him.

There is only one such person in history, and that is Emperor You.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the woodcutter who nodded, Yan Xinlan bowed slightly, and she intuitively felt that this senior did not seem to have malicious intentions.

"My sword is more than my name, and you'll know when I strike. ”

The middle-aged man who looked like a woodcutter turned away.

He stood with his hands in his hands and looked out of the mountain.

At this time, he still didn't exud any powerful aura, but looking at his back, Wang Jingmeng, Lin Zhujiu, and Yan Xinlan all felt as if they had seen a mountain.

There is another storm and a storm.

The wind blew the fog into a disorderly manner, and then it condensed into raindrops and fell a drizzle.

A man in a green shirt wearing a bamboo hat and straw sandals walked slowly.

He carried a long sword in his hand.

The turquoise scabbard also stands out in the night.

He raised his head slightly, and then naturally removed the bamboo hat from his head, revealing a fair-skinned, humble and gentle face.

He looked at the woodcutter who was blocking the three of them, a little surprised, and said, "People in the Bashan Sword Field?"

The woodcutter shook his head, "I have an old relationship with Gu Liren." ”

The green-shirted man frowned, he thought silently for a moment, and then said, "Then I'll go." ”

"If Gu Liren is still alive, then I will let you go, but he is already dead. The woodcutter looked at the green-shirted man and said, "I want to know who killed him, so you must stay." ”

"Even if I stay, I won't be able to let you know who killed him. The green shirt said seriously: "This doesn't make sense. ”

"Then I'll kill you. The woodcutter said.

"I didn't mean that. ”

The green-shirted man raised his head, his face was humble but still serious: "Of course I think that Gu Liren's friends are not ordinary people, but of course I don't think that I must not be your opponent, don't think that I am already cowardly." ”

The woodcutter shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that either. ”

The green-shirted man frowned.

A hoarse sound of the blade unsheathed sounded at his waist.