The morning light is faint, and the fog in the bamboo forest in the morning has not yet dissipated, and the sun has already fallen. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Xiangjun was dressed in a wide robe, his long hair was lazily draped around his waist, and he slowly walked down the bamboo building in the morning breeze. The cool breeze blew through her elegant eyebrows, and also blew through her sleepy eyes, making her gradually sober up a little.

"It's ....... She stood quietly in front of the steps of the gazebo, her tall figure a little dusty in the morning light, but when she looked at the smooth stone wall in front of her, there was only a look of shock in her deep eyes.

"He can actually carve words on this stone wall!"

Han Xiangjun couldn't believe it, she slowly stepped forward, raised her wide sleeves, and five slender fingers slowly crossed the smooth surface of the stone wall, only to see three mottled white dents, clearly left on the stone wall.

"It's a cyan. ”

"It only took him one night to use the dull blade of the gentian stone sword to leave sword marks on the stone wall!"

The cool breeze came slowly, lifting Han Xiangjun's wide robe slightly, revealing the two smooth long legs inside. She stood quietly in front of the stone wall, wrinkling her eyebrows and thinking deeply, thinking about the schoolwork left by Su Ke when she left, she expected that this level of result should have happened half a month later, but the reality once again surprised her.

Xu Qingyun's talent is really amazing!

"It is already a great thing to be able to barely hold the gentian stone sword in one night. Although I asked him to engrave the cross, it was just to suppress his arrogance, but I didn't expect him to be able to carve words on the stone wall. ”

Han Xiangjun was really a little surprised, she looked at the stone wall in front of her, and only felt that on the smooth stone wall, the three sunken sword marks were particularly obvious.

"Could this be the word 'Xiang' in my name?"

Thinking like this, she was a little distracted, until the cool breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the sound of bamboo leaves shaking sounded in the morning light.

"Mr. Han. Xu Qingyun opened his hazy sleepy eyes, he looked at Han Xiangjun in front of him, and his eyes were suddenly a little lost.

I wanted to get up and pick up the stone sword on the ground, but I held the sword all night yesterday, and my two arms were still sore until now, and I still couldn't engrave ten words, so I couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and said, "Mr. Han, am I very useless!"

Han Xiangjun turned around to look at him, although he was tall, he was also a little condescending when looking at him. But at this time, in his heart, the ordinary teenager in front of him is no longer so ordinary and ordinary, and he is even much higher than many people.

She thought about it, her eyes were deep, and she said very seriously: "You have done a good job!"

Xu Qingyun didn't quite understand why he had not completed Mr. Han's task at all, why he was so recognized. It's just that holding the sword all night has made him extremely tired, and his mind and body are tired, but at this time, he suddenly remembered something, so he said a little anxiously: "Mr. Han, I am going to Mr. last week's "Good Meeting" course again, so I will leave first." When I came this afternoon, I was carving letters into the stone wall. ”

Before Xu Qingyun finished speaking, he had already left in a hurry.

"It's strange that he didn't want to finish breakfast before leaving!"

Han Xiangjun raised her head, she looked at Xu Qingyun's departing back, her eyes were obviously a little surprised. Because she had already known Xu Qingyun's habit of eating and drinking, this sudden change made her a little uncomfortable.

"Maybe it's the corn I cooked, it's really not delicious!"

She twisted her thin eyebrows, thinking about the corn she cooked, as if it was really not very tasty, and she was a little sad.

In the days when Su Ke was away, not only did Xu Qingyun suffer, but even she herself was a little uncomfortable. Although he used to be a person, he has survived for so many years, but he has adapted to Su Ke's existence in the past few days.

But there has been nothing in the past few days, so she is really a little unaccustomed to it, it is really easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift!

Thinking like this, Han Xiangjun bent down a little bored and picked up the gentian stone sword, the heavy and mottled stone sword was as heavy as a thousand pounds in Xu Qingyun's hand, but in her hand it was as light as a feather, her slender fingers gently held the hilt of the sword, and the clumsy blade of the sword suddenly pointed at the stone wall.

It is like a black and white painting scroll, sweeping with a vertical brush, splashing ink landscapes.

The clumsy blade of the sword is like a brush, crisscrossing the stone wall, between the clouds and flowing water, the handwriting formed by the ink strokes looks dignified and delicate, the book is soothed, the spirit is flying, there is the charm of the ancient style, but it is not bound by the ancient law.

Between the black and white handwriting, there is a faint spiritual power.

"Vena Book Illustrated"

"Joining the army to change, intricate"

"Vena book, yin and yang are intricate, the five elements are unlucky, and there is a way to change. ”

Han Xiangjun's eyes were slightly bright, the cool breeze was coming, her long hair was shawl, and her wide robe was slightly raised, looking a little out of the world.

But she still stood there silently, just quietly feeling the changes in Zhou Tianxingdou and the four o'clock.

Until the earth of the entire courtyard, there are faint golden runes, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, vaguely forming an unpredictable array.

"Vena"

She felt the aura of the formation and continued to wield her sword on the stone wall.

The clumsy blade of the stone sword raised the spiritual power of the Dao, leaving obscure dense lines on the stone wall.

This is a diagram of Vena.

It is the painstaking efforts of the ancestors of the Han family in Yingchuan County, and it is the diagram that the sages of the Han family have continuously comprehended and cracked in the long history.

No one can know the value of Han Xiangjun leaving this word on the stone wall at this time, and no one can imagine that the preciousness of any formation rune here, as long as one is circulated, it will make the old guys in Yingdu Wenyuan Pavilion crazy.

Han Xiangjun can understand this kind of power, and he can also feel this power.

But she will not be afraid of this kind of strength, because she will continue to improve and break through on the basis of the original.

It's like completing a math problem.

The ancestors of the Han family have achieved this question to the point of perfection, but the Han family still has to continue to evolve more questions on this question. The more questions, the more mysterious the formation will be, and the treasure of Vena in your hand, with the blessing of these mathematical problems, will become stronger.

Han Xiangjun can break through the hundred formations at the age of three, and when he is eight years old, he can use the Six Yang Diagram to unseal the White Eagle.

She felt like she should be a genius too.

But in front of Xu Qingyun, she slowly realized that she was actually really stupid.

Therefore, on this calm morning, she began to practice again, constantly cracking the Luo Shu under her feet.

Until noon, the morning sun was like fire, but in Han Xiangjun's courtyard, there was always a faint cool breeze blowing through the bamboo forest.

The bamboo waves are rolling, and the summer cicadas are chirping slightly.

Han Xiangjun's face was calm, and she constantly felt the aura around her, the flow of rune formations.

But suddenly he opened his eyes.

Because she found the formation of the entire courtyard, it suddenly made people tear a small hole.