A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

Muyu approached Dingbi and looked at these weird inscriptions, saying, "Longteng is not here, let's try it ourselves."

Directly in front of him is a chapter composed of twenty-seven inscriptions, as if explaining a certain sentence, which is very unique. But this sentence Muyu couldn't read it directly, he must combine all the inscriptions on this wall to infer the meaning.

There are only eighty-one inscriptions, and these eighty-one can form different meanings in different orders, so Mu Yu must think about what the eighty-one inscriptions mean in his own way.

However, after he had settled a meaning for each of the 81 inscriptions, Mu Yu was surprised to find that things were far from that simple. The arrangement of these inscriptions had changed and changed a whole sentence.

As if deliberately joking with Muyu, once Muyu once again defined a meaning for the inscription, the inscription would change again, and Muyu would need to start all over again.

"No, there is a problem."

Muyu has discovered the clue, and the inscription here is deliberately disguising himself.

"It's still fine!" Xiaoshuai said in surprise.

"But if it is not interpreted in this way, then in what way?" Mu Yu was puzzled.

All the inscriptions flashed slowly, big and small, as if breathing.

Muyu looked at the rhythm of those inscriptions and seemed to understand something in her heart.

He retreated to the center of the Kaixu Ding, staring at the inscription in front of him, and then slowly moved his body. Every time he moved, all the inscriptions would change quietly, blinking and extinguishing, just like the brilliance in the sky. The stars are average.

"It turns out so."

Mu Yu nodded thoughtfully, his eyes flickered, and seemed to move a few steps at random, deduced in his heart, already understood everything.

"What the **** is it? Why don't I understand?" Xiaoshuai asked curiously.

"If these inscriptions are to be interpreted deliberately, it will change at any time, and every time I change my vision, it will change, as if I must follow the footsteps of the inscription change."

Mu Yu stepped a little under his feet and stood at the very center of Kaixu Ding. A huge pattern of gossip appeared under his feet. He stood above the junction of black and white yin and yang fish in the middle of the gossip.

"They change regularly with every step I take, as if deliberately confusing me. But conversely, I can also make them change at my pace."

Mu Yu has jumped along the direction of gossip towards the southwest wind of gossip.

As soon as he moved, the inscriptions would change to a specific state with his movement.

Everything is relative. The inscriptions seem to change in order to avoid Muyu's prying eyes, but in fact, once Muyu moves in the direction determined by him, those inscriptions will change according to the rules Muyu wants to know.

"Oh, this is the case! Because the inscriptions have a total of eighty forms, no matter how we change, it will not escape these eighty changes, so we can make them appear at a specific time according to this law. Out of a certain state! Wow! I’m so smart!"

Xiaoshuai suddenly realized that his cerebellum