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Luo Wushu nodded slightly and stopped speaking too much.

It seems that several people have discovered the remains of the stone wall a long time ago, but they can't see the secret of the stone wall remains, so they can only retreat to the next best thing and continue to go for ordinary opportunities.

But now, I must have found no results, but I can only hope again on the remains of the stone wall.

Under the guidance of Fengyun Seven Sons, Luo Wushu came to the remains of the stone wall.

Said it is a stone wall, but in fact, this place is a stone forest.

In the center of the stone forest, there is a huge boulder with a length of more than ten feet.

On all sides of the boulder, each is engraved with calligraphy and painting patterns.

Although they are different, they have something in common, and they have Taoism.

The arrival of Luo Wushu and his party did not attract too many people's attention.

The vast majority of people are still very engaged in comprehending the remains of the stone wall, wanting to see its secrets and gain the heritage of the remains.

Looking at it, there was a figure in a yellow robe right under the boulder. With the support of many people, he sat quietly, carefully comprehending the remains of the stone wall.

Behind the bright yellow robe, there is a blank space, and a red sun is painted, which is unusually conspicuous and eye-catching.

"Prince of the Kingdom of Japan?" The princess glanced at the figure in front of the boulder, expressing an icy meaning.

At the same time, there is a sense of fear.

"The moon comes first near the water tower, and if you are closer to the stone wall, the artistic conception you feel will naturally be stronger." Feng Qingyang said.

Luo Wushu also discovered this. He found that almost all sides of the stone wall were occupied by different forces.

Such as the identity of Fengyun Seven Sons, here, in fact, it is not outstanding.

"Which stone wall is the princess interested in?" Feng Qingyang asked.

"Let's take a look at it first!"

"Okay, then I won't bother the princess. After the princess is enlightened, we can also exchange our experience and promote each other."

Feng Qingyang said with a smile, and then the group took the lead to walk towards a stone wall.

Luo Wushu's gaze followed them, looking from a distance, and a line of words was engraved on the rock wall.

"The sword is like silk, ten thousand mountains, a foot of cold light and ten thousand feet of light..." Luo Wushu whispered softly, which seemed to be a poem.

Moreover, those words concealed the meaning of sharpness, as if they would turn into sharp swords at any time.

This makes him a little curious about what kind of guy the Venerable Bei Ming is, who is so elegant and gives the sword intent to the poem.

"You don't repair the sword, the stone wall should have no effect on you." The princess said.

"Who told you that I don't repair swords?" Luo Wushu smiled and walked forward.

"..." In the princess's beautiful eyes, a touch of strange color flickered, and then she walked towards Lingyi Stone Wall alone.

On that stone wall, she could feel the intent of a sword rushing toward her face.

"Are you here too?"

Seeing Luo Wushu following, an interesting look appeared in Fengyun Seven's eyes.

"This is swordsmanship!" Luo Wushu said.

"Does this need you to say?" There was a strange smile on Fengyun Seven's face. Could anyone not see it?

Luo Wushu ignored the attitudes of the few people, but continued to approach, staring at the poems on the stone wall.

"The sword is like silk, ten thousand heavy mountains, a foot of cold light and ten thousand feet..." At this moment, his eyes became bitter and deep.

In an instant, he seemed to be immersed in the rock wall, clearly feeling the artistic conception in it, as long as he was willing, he could blend into the sword technique he cultivated at will.

However, the artistic conception has not been able to become clearer for a long time.

What is a sword like a silk? What is Wanzhongshan? What is a foot of cold light?

It seemed that he would never understand that verse.

Looking at Luo Wushu's serious and focused look, Feng Qingyang shook his head slightly.

"This verse is true to swordsmanship, but it is too difficult to see through it."

"Even if it's me, I can't do it, let alone he is just a warrior in the imperial aura."

Hearing this, the person on the side agreed: "In this world, there has never been a shortage of people who are far and away. If you have this time wasted, it is better to use it to improve your cultivation."

Luo Wushu still looked at Shibi, but, after feeling fruitless, he chose another way.

The Hunyuan God Demon View was running, and he looked at the stone wall again.

At this moment, all the words on the stone wall were intact in his mind, as if every word formed its own set of swordsmanship, with the sword hidden in the word.

At the same time, there was also a powerful sword intent, along with the characters, pouring into his mind.

As long as Luo Wushu is willing, he can start repairing his sword with a single thought.

Rumble...

In Luo Wushu's Taoist Palace, that piece of white paper suppressed on the sky has also undergone tremendous changes at this moment.

On the white paper, the power of the invisible soul turned into a spirit pen, and the pen was drawn with dragons and snakes, and a long sword was drawn on it.

"Sword Soul?"

Luo Wushu's consciousness entered the Dao Palace, and he shook his head slightly as he watched the sudden extra life soul.

He just wanted to use the idea of ​​Hunyuan God and Demon View to explore the mystery of that verse, but he didn't expect that by mistake, he created a sword soul.

It seems that in the future, we can't just repair swords at will...

"Brother, this is where you have the deepest understanding of Shibi poems, so why don't you give us some pointers first!"

The rest of the Seven Winds and Clouds looked towards Feng Qingyang.

"Good!" Feng Qingyang nodded and agreed.

He glanced at Luo Wushu, who was still pretending, and ignored it.

As his younger brother said, Luo Wushu should put his mind on improving his cultivation, not on the last.

Here is grandstanding in this way.

"The sword is like silk, it should be a kind of sword-like mood of fast sword, a sword comes out, like a green silk."

Feng Qingyang's words fell, and the eyes of several people brightened, "What about Wanzhongshan?"

"Since the sword like silk is a fast sword mood, Wan Zhongshan should correspond to a slow sword, paying attention to the thickness of the sword."

"With one sword, like a thousand mountains crushed down, the power is shocking."

Several people nodded without understanding, "Senior brother really has a great opinion, if you have enough time, you will surely be able to see the sword intent of poetry."

"It's just a glimpse of the sword intent of the poem, it doesn't make much sense." Feng Qingyang raised his head slightly and stood with his hands behind.

He never doubted his own savvy and failed to see through the sword intent of poetry, but because there are other stone walls, he didn't spend time to see through the sword intent of poetry.

Hearing their conversation, Luo Wushu couldn't help but chuckle.

He already understood that the words on the stone wall were not poetic or sword intent at all.

At best, it's just a line of words that happen to be connected together smoothly, carved on the stone wall.

"why are you laughing?"

The eyes of Fengyun Seven Sons fell on Luo Wushu.

"That's not a poetic sword at all!"

Luo Wushu reminded aloud: "You can try and perceive that line of words verbatim. Perhaps, there will be new gains."

"Grandstanding!"

The Seven Wind and Clouds all swept towards Luo Wushu with cold eyes.

"Senior Brother Qingyang made his swordsmanship stronger by comprehending the sword intent of poetry, which shows that his direction is not wrong."

"It's ridiculous, in order to attract our attention, you deliberately said it differently."

"Is it possible, do you think that you are a warrior in the imperial state, can still be better than us?"