Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 874 Yueyao's Enlightenment

The one-armed swordsman was simply inexplicable. Does the length of time Jiang Mo stays in front of the stone wall have anything to do with him?

Jiang Mo can comprehend for as long as he likes. This is his freedom, and it is not up to others to dictate.

Although Jiang Mo thought so in his heart, Jiang Mo's behavior, in the eyes of the one-armed swordsman, was impetuous, grandstanding, and an insult to the sword-like stone wall left by this ancestor.

That's why the one-armed swordsman said such a sentence, but after Jiang Mo scolded him, the man's face became gloomy.

"You dare to scold me? You can't find death!" The one-armed swordsman raised his eyebrows, and his sword intent gushed out, making the surrounding monks feel chills.

"Do you want to try?" Jiang Mo stood still, with a look of anger on his brows.

"Jiang Gongzi, be careful, this person is a mid-stage Nine Star Martial Master." Yueyao reminded, while Yueqing gave Yueyao a glare, blaming her sister for meddling in her own business.

Between the two, swords were on the verge of breaking out. At this time, a monk who had reached the semi-holy realm came forward, and he said, "Everyone came here to gain opportunities, so don't fight and kill. If you have any grievances, we will settle them after you leave here." .”

As soon as this person's words came out, it was obviously very effective, but it was the one-armed swordsman, and even other geniuses nodded one after another.

"Young Master Wan is right, so I won't argue with him." The one-armed swordsman restrained his sword intent and returned to the stone wall again.

Jiang Mo shook his head. Since someone persuaded him to make peace, it was not easy to continue the confrontation. After leaving the Sword Intent Stone Wall, he came to a stone wall with patterns carved on it.

The pattern is a painting of waves, which looks majestic. Standing in front of it, there is an immersive feeling.

Jiang Mo's eyes were slightly closed, and the power of his spiritual thoughts entered the stone wall. Suddenly, the sound of waves beating against the rocks came from his ears, and there was a whistling wind, full of power.

The phantom condensed by the power of divine thoughts began to practice Bengshanquan in the stone wall, watching the waves beat the table, and Jiang Mo's understanding of power deepened.

This time, after watching for less than an hour, the divine sense withdrew from the stone wall.

In this way, Jiang Mo stopped and stopped all the way, almost observing the stone walls here.

It would be impossible for someone else to do this, because every time you observe the artistic conception in the stone wall, you will consume the power of spiritual sense. The power of spiritual sense of ordinary Wu Zun monks, reaching the sixth level is already very good.But Jiang Mo's spiritual power is at the ninth level, even a top alchemist can't match him.

During this period, Feng Shaoqiu and the others also came here. After seeing Jiang Mo, Feng Shaoqiu and the others were a little surprised. The big boat didn't even notice that Jiang Mo had already flown over their heads.

And Feng Shaoqiu also came to greet Jiang Mo hypocritically, but Jiang Mo didn't even give him a good face.

When he was in danger, it was Feng Shaoqiu who urged Da Zhou to leave regardless of his life or death.It is impossible for Jiang Mo to greet him with a smile now.

After all the stone walls were gone, Jiang Mo found a very unique stone wall, the color of which was like jade, standing there like an independent poet.

Jiang Mo sat cross-legged in front of this white jade stone wall, and his spiritual sense entered it. At first, the spiritual sense encountered a little resistance, but under his skillful control, he finally found a breakthrough and entered it.

After entering, the environment here suddenly changed. Jiang Mo saw a refined man playing a jade flute, and the melodious music made people feel like a spring breeze.

This elegant man stood on the shore, the waves beat against the table, rumbling, and not far away, there was a woman in white, dancing with a sword in the wind, her posture was indescribable.

This picture, like a fairyland, makes people feel refreshed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Mo suddenly realized that it seemed... somewhat similar to the artistic conception he had observed in those stone walls before.

"Could it be that these stone walls were originally a whole?" Jiang Mo asked in his heart.

Some fragments passed quickly in my mind, and finally converged into the picture in front of me, which is indeed one.

At this time, Jiang Mo's body emitted a shining white light, which was completely different from other monks, and soon someone turned their attention to this place.

Jiang Mo, who was in it, also felt that he seemed to be able to fully comprehend the artistic conception of all the stone walls.

"Miss Yueyao, come to me." Jiang Mo said.

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Yue-Yao was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't think much about it, so she came to Jiang Mo's place.

"Release the power of your divine sense, and I will take you in to realize it." Jiang Mo said.

At this time, everyone around heard Jiang Mo's words and couldn't help laughing.

These stone walls, many monks present, tried their best to let the power of divine sense enter them, let alone bring others with them.

The one-armed swordsman who had had a verbal conflict with Jiang Mo before looked here with a sneer, as if he was watching Jiang Mo's joke.

Bai Shuang stared at the light on Jiang Mo's body, thoughtful.

The semi-holy monk before was even more frowning, thinking about something that others couldn't tell, but Wan Yu could sense something abnormal.

Yue Yao didn't doubt Jiang Mo, a ray of milky white spiritual power was released, and led by Jiang Mo, it directly entered the stone wall.

Yueyao's talent is limited, with Jiang Mo's help, she only saw the white-clothed woman dancing the sword, as for Lang Tao, and the elegant man playing the jade flute, she couldn't see either.

But that was enough to make her happy.

The white-clothed woman's swordsmanship is superb, and every sword she picks out seems to contain the ultimate truth, Yue-Yao is obsessed with it.

After about two sticks of incense, the spiritual power of the two retreated, and everyone clearly felt that Yue-Yao was somewhat different from before, but they couldn't say what was different.

After comprehending something in the stone wall, Yue-Yao began to dance swords. This kind of excitement was uncontrollable at all. This set of swordsmanship was the martial art of their sect, called Tianxin Swordsmanship, and Bai Shuang had also practiced it.

When Yue-yao danced sword after sword, Bai Shuang's eyes gradually revealed an expression of incomparable surprise.

It seems that Tianxin swordsmanship should dance like this in the first place, and Yueyao's sword moves can't see a single flaw at all.

This, even Bai Shuang can't do it.

However, Bai Shuang's talent is far stronger than Yue-Yao's, otherwise she would not have been accepted as the disciple of Master Shu of the Discipline Hall.

However, now Baishuang felt that the Tianxin swordsmanship he used was not as good as Yueyao's.

"Junior Sister Yueyao, what's going on?" Bai Shuang asked.

"I don't know, but after Mr. Jiang took me in, I saw someone dancing with a sword. Before I knew it, I felt that I had some enlightenment in the way of the sword." Yueyao's pretty face was excited, and this time Sometimes there is a reddish color, which looks very charming.

"Ming Wu?" A look of shock appeared on Bai Shuang's face, she murmured: "That should be the will of the sword in the stone wall!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Jiang Mo. Perhaps the reason why Yue-Yao made such a breakthrough was because of Jiang Mo.

(End of this chapter)