Chapter 155 Stone Wall Sword Technique (Three Shifts)

Lin Yueyao's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Futian's back, listening to Ye Wuchen's meaning, it seemed that Ye Futian helped him to understand.

But this guy is clearly in the glory realm, how can he be so evil?

However, considering his performance at Fenghua Banquet and Tingfeng Banquet, he really cannot be regarded as an ordinary person.

"What is he doing?" Lin Yueyao asked softly.

"It should be comprehending, that is the last stone wall he has comprehended." Ye Wuchen spoke calmly, and Lin Yueyao looked at other stone walls again. She saw Yu Sheng and Heifeng Sculpture.

That black wind eagle is also practicing? Feeling the ruins of Cangshan?

Thinking of the rest of his life and Hua Jieyu around Ye Futian, these two are just evildoers, and now even an extremely ordinary monster has to become an elite?

Ye Futian didn't know what Lin Yueyao was thinking, and he didn't even know she was here. At this time, he was still feeling quietly. He closed his eyes and let go of everything. The wave is higher than the wave.

Gradually, a picture appeared in his mind. A figure in white was playing the piano, sitting on the Cangshan Mountain and by the sea, with someone dancing swords in front of him.

The swordsmanship was bleak, the waves rolled, fell into the sword intent, turned into a thousand strands of rain, on the Baizhang Mountain, a sword light and cold, cut off the sorrow.

It turned out that the poem was indeed artistic.

The golden-winged Dapeng bird whistled into the sky, wanting to bid you farewell, whistling on the coast, turning into endless afterimages, rolling up the wind and waves.

All this seems to be turned into a picture.

The four stone walls do not exist separately, but can be unified in artistic conception.

The light shone, Ye Futian's qin soul appeared, he sat cross-legged, played the qin with both hands, and started playing alone.

The melodious piano sound instantly attracted the attention of many people, and many people looked at him with a strange look.

A qin master in the nine-star glory realm, playing the qin in front of the stone wall that no one can comprehend, could it be that he can comprehend the artistic conception?

Lin Yueyao's beautiful eyes flickered, this guy... really pretends that no one else exists.

"Interesting." Liu Yuan glanced at Ye Futian, smiled lightly, and Yun Qianmo's beautiful eyes flashed a strange color.

There is a bit of detachment in the sound of the piano, as if it were played on an empty mountain.

In the artistic conception of the sound of the piano, there are ocean waves slapping the empty mountains, Dapeng birds soaring in the sky, and people dancing swords to cut their sorrows.

With Ye Futian's playing, the will contained in the stone wall seemed to be in harmony with his piano sound, and a resonance was born. Then, a will of the piano sound came to Ye Futian's mind, making the mood stronger, as if borrowing from Ye Futian. Futian's hand played the mood.

Not only that, Ye Futian seemed to resonate with the other three stone walls at this moment.

A picture, along with the sound of the piano, penetrated into Yu Sheng's mind, Yu Sheng's body trembled violently, and he suddenly felt the artistic conception contained in the rock wall of the waves and the golden-winged Dapeng clearly presented in his mind, letting him can be very intuitive.

The same artistic conception also entered Heifengdiao's mind, and Heifengdiao's wings flapped, seeming to be a little excited.

After that, Ye Wuchen, who was standing there, suddenly felt a sword in his ears along with the sound of the piano. His eyes flashed, and then he turned to look at the stone wall of the sword. He seemed to see an incomparably clear picture, there was an illusion. A picture of a figure dancing swordsmanship.

There is also Ruoyu who received the same treatment as Ye Wuchen, but she was puzzled at first, feeling that the artistic conception in the sound of the piano was getting stronger and stronger, her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Futian in shock, and then she understood and looked at Jianzhi Stone wall perception.

However, the other people didn't know the changes that happened to them, and they were still silently comprehending, but in the sound of the piano, unconsciously, their comprehension seemed to have become better and deeper, which made them all feel better. I secretly secretly rejoiced in my heart, quietly comprehended, and then there was a wonderful scene. In this space, it seemed that there was only the sound of the piano and no other sounds.

It seemed that after a long time, the sound of the piano finally stopped. Ye Futian felt the change in himself and showed a faint smile. It seemed that he didn't need to worry about not getting good luck in the ancient world.

Luo Junlin won the luck of the prince in the ancient world, and was valued by the Xuanwang Palace. Then, what forces would notice him?

As the sound of the piano stopped, people smiled one after another, and their perception improved, but they did not know that it was the effect brought by the artistic conception of the sound of the piano. They just thought it was their own understanding. , the artistic conception of Qin Yin, somewhat fits the scene here.

Wisps of sword intent flowed up and down Ye Wuchen's body, and then disappeared. He opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt more and more that Ye Futian was abnormal. This is not something normal people can do.

Ye Wuchen understands that Ye Futian may have comprehended the Cangshan ruins, and he has done things that no one has ever done before.

"What happened?" Lin Yueyao asked.

"That guy is teaching me to practice swordsmanship." Ye Wuchen whispered.

"He taught you? Yiqin?" Lin Yueyao was stunned for a moment, seeing Ye Wuchen nodding seriously, she suddenly understood, and glanced at Ye Futian with a bit of resentment, after all, she was a member of the Cang Ye Kingdom's Glory List. , can't let her also understand by the way?

At this time, Yan Lu's sword intent was flowing, his eyes were sharp, he looked at Ruo Qiu and the others behind him and said, "How do you feel?"

"Senior brother, I have some insight." Gu Jiang said.

"I also realized a little bit." Ruo Qiu was a little excited.

"Yes, what about you Ruoyu?" Yan Lu nodded, then looked at Ruoyu, only to see Ruoyu's beautiful eyes open at this time, still in shock, she actually practiced the swordsmanship on the stone wall?

She felt a little crazy. It was so inexplicable, and she realized it. Qin Yin sent the mood into her mind, and then she looked at the stone wall, as if she had seen through the swordsmanship.

"It's okay." Ruoyu was a little lost.

"I don't know what I'm thinking about." Ruo Qiu said unhappily when she saw that her sister was a little uneasy.

"Yunqianmo." At this time, Liu Yuan looked at Yunqianmo again, and said, "How about we learn from each other, let's see how much you have realized?"

"No time." Yun Qianmo responded coldly.

Liu Yuan smiled and saw the wind whistling around him. Everyone looked at Liu Yuan, only to see a strong will of the wind emerging from him, causing the wind in the surrounding world to blow violently.

The luck bloomed, and everything was integrated into the will of the wind. I saw a terrifying dark storm swept away towards Yun Qianmo's body. Every ray of wind in that terrible tornado seemed to be turned into a sharp blade of wind. , extremely sharp, the gathering storm, capable of tearing everything, is extremely terrifying.

Integrating Qi Luck into the Will of Wind and releasing spells, regardless of whether Yun Qianmo refused, he directly launched an attack.

"A strong will, worthy of being a member of the Liu family in the land of the Thousand Leagues." Everyone looked at Liu Yuan, and he obviously understood a lot.

Yun Qianmo turned around, and in the violent wind, her clothes were flying, and a sword appeared in her hand.

There is also a bloom of luck, which is integrated into the will of the sword. Then, the sword will whistle, Yun Qianmo swings the sword, and a sword curtain is born around it.

The tornado ripped apart, collided with the sword intent, the surrounding world changed color, the boulders shattered, the clouds stood in the sky, the long hair was flying, the sword intent became stronger, and the storm that swept over was cut off a little bit.

When the storm disappeared, Yunqian Moqian stood proudly in the void.

"As expected of Senior Sister Yun." Rou Qiu exclaimed, "I felt the artistic conception in the stone wall with the sword technique just now."

Ruoyu's beautiful eyes flashed, and she whispered, "The swordsmanship is wrong."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Ruo Qiu glared at Ruo Yu.

"Let's just try it with the strength we have learned here." Liu Yuan said, and when the voice fell, he saw his body rise into the sky, and he hurriedly moved towards Yunqian Mo like a peng bird.

At this moment, Liu Yuan seemed to be transformed into Peng.

Yun Qianmo held the sword, as if there was an artistic conception of a sword coming. Seeing the Pengniao coming across the void, she swung the sword, and the sword turned into light and shadow to break the void.

Dapeng birds appeared one after another afterimages, and the bodies of the two were about to burst, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Liu Yuan's body had already left, but he saw Yun Qianmo's graceful body descend continuously.

Looking at Liu Yuan again, he hovered proudly in the air, and said with a faint smile: "Yun Qianmo, it seems that your understanding is not good, and the head disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect seems to be nothing more than that."

Many people around looked at the two of them. Although Liu Yuan had the advantage, it did not mean that Yun Qianmo was not as savvy as him. There were four stone monuments, except for the one that no one could understand, the Sword Stele was the most difficult to understand. , its artistic conception is hidden in the poetry, so this is not fair.

Liu Yuan took advantage but said so, obviously deliberately doing this in front of Yun Qianmo.

The disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect in the land of the thousand alliances all showed anger, and Ruoyu also showed a touch of displeasure, she opened the mouth and said: "Senior Sister Yun, your swordsmanship can be more perfect."

Yun Qianmo looked at Ruoyu, Wang Jue Yan Lu and others also looked at Ruoyu, what nonsense this girl said.

Ruoyu didn't pay attention to everyone's eyes, a sword appeared in her hand, and the sword intent filled the air, and then she swung the sword. In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to have endless sword shadows, and the sword turned into silk rain, and every drop contained the ability to cut through the void The strength of the sword, combined with the sword intent revealed by her body, is obviously more brilliant than Yun Qianmo's sword art artistic conception.

This scene made many people look strange, and Ruo Qiu looked at her sister in shock.

How could Ruoyu's talent be on a par with Yunqianmo's, but the swordsmanship she used was clearly stronger. If this swordsmanship had bloomed from Yunqianmo before, Liu Yuan would not be able to retreat.

"Junior sister, how did you realize it?" Wang Jue Yan Lu and others stepped forward and stared at Ruo Yu.

Yun Qianmo also looked at her and said, "How did you do it?"

The eyes of the people around all fell on Ruo Yu, a woman of the first level of the law, a junior disciple of the Sword Master, who actually realized the swordsmanship in the stone wall of the sword?

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