Chaotic sword qi emanated from the shattered glyph. This sword qi instantly formed a gust of wind. The black-clad young man's shirt was shaken, and the other monks covered their faces with their hands and stepped back.

This wind of sword qi quickly disappeared. The aura of cultivation on the young man in black also disappeared. At this time, the black-clothed young man sighed and looked at Jiang Feng.

"Under the thunder, dare to ask Daoyou, the words on this bluestone are written by the one of the two seniors. The young man in black said to Jiang Feng with a humble face.

Jiang Feng lowered his head slightly and raised his head and looked at Lei Ming. He whispered, "I wrote it." ”

These three words obviously surprised Lei Ming. He originally thought that the words on this piece of bluestone were written by the two old men who had absorbed the hundred-year-old Shouguang before absorbing them. didn't expect that it was Jiang Feng who wrote it.

Although there were some doubts in his heart, Lei Ming did not show it. He continued to maintain the attitude just now and said, "Although I am not a sword cultivator, I have benefited a lot from this bluestone. I don't know if Daoist friends can allow you to stay here more, and take a good look at the sword qi on the bluestone. ”

"As long as you don't step into this circle, I won't care about you. Jiang Feng said.

Lei Ming's face was beaming. He really didn't care too much about Jiang Feng at first, otherwise he wouldn't have come over directly. But after watching the bluestone, he knew that he was probably wrong. If you want to stay and have a good understanding, you still need the consent of the master.

"Thank you, I won't bother you. Lei Ming said to Jiang Feng.

After that, Lei Ming was going to sit on the ground. As he was about to sit down, he suddenly noticed the many monks behind him. Then he straightened up again, and looked at the other monks around him. Then a sneer appeared on Lei Ming's face.

"There are so many people, it will definitely disturb the Taoist friends. Lei Ming is not talented, and he is willing to use the words left by Taoist friends to force these monks back. Jiang Feng of the Thundering Team said.

Jiang Feng did not respond. Lei Ming took Jiang Feng as a default. He looked at the bluestone, and after more than ten seconds, the folding fan in his hand opened, heading towards the bluestone fan. After the thunderous spiritual power blew through the bluestone, a powerful sword aura suddenly erupted. The sword qi roared and dispersed in all directions. While dissipating, the wind formed by the sword qi quickly became stronger, and a small sword condensed by the sword qi also appeared in it.

Lei Ming looked at Jiang Feng with a smug expression. The other monks retreated one after another when the wind of sword qi blew. After a few seconds, there was no one else on the top of the mountain.

Seeing that Jiang Feng's expression did not change at all, Lei Ming did not pay attention to Jiang Feng. He sat down on his own, intending to continue to comprehend the sword qi on the bluestone. That is, at the moment when he just sat down, the sword qi above the bluestone suddenly soared. The sword qi that had been emitted before had all flown back. These sword qi gathered on the bluestone in an instant. In the next second, in front of the bluestone, a cyan long sword appeared. This long sword slashed directly at the thunder. As soon as he sat down, Lei Ming jumped up directly.

The thunder that had just stood up was about to wave the folding fan in his hand, and many small holes appeared in his fan. By the time he waved it, the fan had been completely broken. Lei Ming also felt an incomparably powerful aura pressing towards him. The sword that was cut off made his soul even worse.

Jiang Feng raised his hand and pointed at Qingshi. The long sword that was about to be completely cut off stopped. All the sword qi that was scattered outside was also retracted. The breath that suffocated the thunder was gone. The cyan long sword condensed by the sword qi also dispersed, turned into sword qi again, and entered the bluestone.

Thunder, who had already taken a few steps back, was already sweating. He wanted to fight back just now, but he was pressed and couldn't use any means. If it weren't for Jiang Feng's action, he believed that he would definitely be injured. If he does a few more attacks, he might die here.

"Thank you Daoyou for your help. It was thundering and reckless just now. After settling down, Lei Ming said to Jiang Feng. Before, he didn't believe that the words on the bluestone were written by Jiang Feng. Now he has to believe even if he doesn't believe it.

Jiang Feng glanced at Lei Ming, closed his eyes again, and lowered his head slightly. Lei Ming also took a few steps forward a few seconds later, and once again sat outside the circle of sword qi.

The monk who had been frightened by the sword qi had waited for a while before anyone dared to go up the mountain to see it. When they reached the top of the mountain, they found that all the vegetation in a large area on the top of the mountain had been cut off. In many places, even the soil is gone, and even the rocks below have been cut very flat.

On the ground at the top of the mountain, there was a faint sword aura. When a monk stepped on the top of the mountain, he stepped on the ground hard. When the spiritual power on his feet entered the ground, a sword qi suddenly burst out from the ground. If it hadn't been for the monk's quick hiding, he might have pierced his foot.

The monks who reached the late stage of Jindan also found that on the ground on the top of the mountain, there was also the same breath on the bluestone. These monks immediately found a place to sit down, touched their divine consciousness to the ground, and sensed the sword qi here.

More and more monks sat on the ground. They didn't bother with Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng didn't bother with them. In Jiang Feng's opinion, as long as they didn't come to disturb themselves. As for what they could comprehend, Jiang Feng was not worried. Because he knew the Tao, these monks could not understand anything at all in a short period of time.

Soon half a day passed. More and more monks know that some people have absorbed the longevity of the hundred-year-old. There are also more and more monks who know that in the place where the hundred-year-old Shouguang appears, there is a bluestone with a special sword aura. The monks also hurried to see the bluestone. Especially some sword cultivators.

Nearly a day had passed, and all the places around Jiang Feng that had been swept by the sword qi just now were already full of monks. They were all contemplating the sword qi on the ground. The black-clothed thunder opened his eyes at this time, and the expression in his eyes seemed to be a little lonely.

Lei Ming got up, bowed to Jiang Feng, and then left without saying a word. He thought he would be able to comprehend everything on the bluestone in no time. But he was wrong at the beginning. After really sitting down and contemplating, I realized that I was very wrong. Until now, he hadn't figured out what was on the bluestone. This forced him to give up. But he didn't get nothing. Although he didn't comprehend the kendo breath on the bluestone, Lei Ming still gained a lot. Now, he is in a hurry to sort out what he has learned.

The thunder was gone, but the other monks were not. The longer they meditate, the more confused they felt. Some monks think that they have understood it, but in fact they have only gained a little, and they have not really understood the sword path above. There are also a large number of monks, and they have nothing to gain at all.

In the beginning, everyone was still enlightened. But as the number of monks increased, the monks began to be unable to meditate. They are also aware of the importance of the bluestone, and they all want to obtain the secret on the bluestone.

With the passage of time, the monks also knew that the bluestone was made by Jiang Feng, and the words were also written down by him. Many people don't believe that Jiang Feng has such an ability. But even if they didn't believe it, they didn't dare to move. But that doesn't mean everyone thinks that way.

Two days later, a monk walked towards the circle drawn by Jiang Feng. After standing outside the circle, the monk clasped his fists at Jiang Feng and said loudly: "In the Lower Heavenly Feather Sword Sect Xu Dachuan, in the name of the sect master of this sect, I have come to invite three Taoist friends to move to the Heavenly Feather Sword Sect. Our sect must devote all the strength of the sect to protect the safety of the three Taoist friends. ”

Jiang Feng, who was sitting with his head slightly down, raised his head and looked at that Xu Dachuan. He didn't speak, and he saw other monks walking towards the circle.

It seems that Jiang Daoyou's hard work has been in vain. These people must be trying to get rid of that piece of bluestone. Fu Guodong said in a low voice.

Du Feng sighed and said, "If we stand in the perspective of those sects, I'm afraid I won't give up easily." What these monks wanted was not only the bluestone, but also the way Jiang Feng wrote those handwritings. I guess they don't believe that Jiang Feng can rely on his own strength to create this bluestone. ”

"Now it's up to Jiang Daoyou to solve it. It's just that I think no matter how I fix it, things will get worse. Fu Guodong said.