The Legend of Futian

154. The 154 chapter is not normal guys (two more)

The 154 chapter is not normal guys (two more)

Seeing Ye Futian and Yu Sheng go forward, if the rain screams at Ruoqiu: “Sister, can you talk less than that?”

“You didn’t see him and admitted it.” If the autumn is faint.

“If the rain, this kind of people have less contact.” Yan Lu also started talking, if the rain looked at her Senior Brother, although the heart did not agree, but did not say anything, looking at the front.

I saw Ye Futian and Yu Sheng heading for a boulder, where a temperamental youth stood quietly, seeing Ye Futian and Yu Sheng went to the started talking: “Is it despised?”

“Successful?” Ye Futian looked at the youth in front of him, and was somewhat depressed.

Ye Wuchen looked at Ruoqiu not far away, and then looked at the depressed Ye Futian. He couldn’t help but reveal a smile. What kind of scenery this guy has in Cangye and Nandou, Lin Yueyao wants to be close to him. Directly ignored, I did not expect to be despised by women for one day.

“What about Ye Hao?” Ye Futian asked.

“I have acted separately since I was very early.” Ye Wuchen said: “Ye Ye is at the Cangye College cultivation. If he wants to inherit the throne in the future, the support of Cangye Academy can also play a role.”

Ye Futian nodded and understood the meaning of Ye Wuchen. Now, these disciples of the Cangye Academy, which are in the ancient world, will be the directors of Cangye Academy in the future.

“How do you comprehend?” Ye Futian asked again.

Ye Wuqing looked at the stone wall, frowned said: “You can only feel some swords, but you can’t get a glimpse of the entry path. Maybe the fire is not enough, it takes some time.”

Ye Futian walked over to him, his body squatting, and Ye Wumu looked down at him. Then he saw Ye Futian portraying something on the stone with Spiritual Qi. It seemed to be a word and the first word of the poem. thousand.

However, under the characterization of Ye Futian, the word changed slowly, like moving, fainting into the form of a sword. Ye Wuchen saw this scene flashing and staring at the stone wall in front.

“Don’t go to comprehend what the mood is, take it apart,” Ye Futian said.

“Good.” Ye Wuchen nodded, and when he looked at the stone wall, it seemed as if the writings had become different.

At this time, the black wind carving next to the flapping wings, a pair of sly scorpions looking at Ye Futian, seems to be looking forward to.

“You have to learn?” Ye Futian is ashamed.

The black wind carved nod.

“To be fine.” Ye Futian snorted, it seems that this guy got the benefits of Destiny, but the two are in the same spirit, but it is also simple.

“I first realized.” Ye Futian sat on the boulder and looked at the stone wall again. The poems engraved, each word seemed to be transformed into a sword, and the will of the sword continued to flow into the mind.

Although I saw the sword shape to the sword, but Ye Futian wants to cultivate this sword method, he still needs to comprehend. He does not waste time when he does not repair the sword. It is enough to perceive the sword to get Destiny. Leave it to Ye Wuchen.

Next, Ye Futian has been quietly thinking about it. At the same time, he will tell the shape of the leafless sword. Gradually, the leafless dust has also entered the state, and he can feel it himself. He no longer needs to be reminded.

Surprisingly, the black wind carvings beside him are also looking at the stone wall with a glance, like feelings.

Next to Yu Sheng, I saw this scene stunned, even a sculpture is not as good as…

After some time, Ye Futian converges, seeing the leaves of the dust at this time, the eyes are closed, and there is a sword in his body. It seems that he is aware of the swordsmanship hidden in this poem.

“Let’s go look at the other stone walls.” Ye Futian started talking, the black wind carved eyes, the wings flutter, then move towards another direction, landed on a boulder, the front stone wall engraved with a picture Picture.

In this picture, it is a golden-winged Dapeng bird, flying in nine days, with a statue of the remnant, depicting the artistic conception of the golden-winged Dapeng bird spreading its wings.

Ye Futian glanced at the black wind carving, it seems that this guy has long been staring at this side.

However, this picture is also suitable for him, and Black Wind and Yu Sheng can also be cultivated.

The idea of ​​self-conceiving is working again. In the mind of Ye Futian, there seems to be a scene. It is the scene engraved in the picture. A golden-winged Dapeng bird spread its wings, and the surrounding wind whistling, his speed is like The wind is still fast, leaving behind the shadows and carrying the wind.

This scene coincides with some of the previous memories in my mind, and suddenly becomes more clear. Unconsciously, I fall into a wonderful mood, as if I had become a Peng, flying above nine days.

The idea of ​​a big self-consciousness can be seen in the writing of the stone wall and the true meaning of the painting. However, in order to comprehend this true meaning, it is necessary to use its own comprehension ability.

Gradually, Ye Futian closed his eyes as if he were not standing on the boulder in front of the stone wall, but flying in the sky.

A willpower from the stone wall, constantly pouring into his mind, the deeper the perception of the stone wall, the stronger the will will be Destiny.

The black wind carving and Yu Sheng are also feeling, but they can only understand the relatively simple artistic conception. The black wind carving is influenced by the innate talent. Yu Sheng’s innate talent is not here.

There are many people around the world who are good at the wind, and sometimes people are flickering, trying to integrate the sentiment into their own abilities.

For a long time, Ye Futian opened his eyes, and the black wind carved looked at him poorly. Ye Futian used his spiritual imprint to bring his vision into the black wind, and then the black wind carved began to understand his cultivation. .

“Yu Sheng, that stone wall is right for you.” Ye Futian points to the other side of the stone wall. This stone wall is on the seashore. The picture is a huge wave, rolling and whistling. When you look at it, you can feel a sense of artistic conception. Rushing out of the picture, like having a very terrifying potential.

The two moved towards the stone wall and went to the stone wall. The waves rolled up and slap on the edge of Cangshan. The waves slammed on the shore, as if they were compatible with the artistic conception contained in the picture.

“What did you feel?” asked Ye Futian.

“Impression, strength.” Yu Sheng said.

“Yes.” Ye Futian nodded, and he naturally saw it more clearly. The picture was moving, a wave was higher than a wave, and the sky was going to destroy everything.

This picture is not a sword, nor a wind, but a simple sense of power and strength.

The two men were quietly comprehended, and after a long time, Ye Futian left alone and walked to the side of the same stone wall, which is also the last stone wall in the remains of Cangshan.

No one in front of this stone wall, the other three stone walls, there are traces to follow, and this stone wall, but no one can understand, from which a trace of Destiny can not understand.

There is a picture engraved on the stone wall, a white figure sitting quietly there, hands up the piano, without any artistic conception.

Ye Futian took up the idea of ​​being comfortable, but he could only see that the people in the painting seemed to play the music and could not understand the will, but the more it was, the more extraordinary.

The idea of ​​a big self-consciousness can’t be seen out, only to prove that his own realm is not enough.

Ye Futian stood there quietly, so I looked at this stone wall, only he was alone.

Ye Wuqian in front of the sword stone wall, black wind carved in front of the golden-winged Dapeng bird stone wall, Yu Sheng in front of the wave stone wall, four people, each perceive a stone wall.

The world of Ye Futian seems to be very quiet, but in fact, there are people everywhere in the ruins of Cangshan.

If Qiu’s gaze moved toward Ye Futian, he glanced at him. He was too conspicuous. Only he alone occupied a stone wall.

“The stone wall has never been able to comprehend the mystery. He is pretending to be there. You should understand who he is.” Ruoqi said to the side of the rain.

How long have they been here? Ye Futian stayed in front of the four stone walls, purely wasting time.

If the rain also looked at it, some did not understand the meaning of Ye Futian.

“Strict Senior Brother feels a sword.” At this time, if the autumn is with a smile, look at the Yan Road not far from the front, on Yan Lu, there is a sword around, from the stone wall.

Yan Lu took a deep breath, started talking: “This poem really contains a strong artistic conception, and its shape can realize the will of a sword, want to be completely comprehend, afraid it takes a long time.”

“Strict Senior Brother can have such innate talent, it is very capable.” If the autumn said with a smile.

“It’s a lot worse than the cloud Senior Sister.” Yan Lu looked up and looked at the cloudless stranger standing on the high boulder not far away, only to see the swordsman’s mind lingering, obviously deeper than his feelings.

Someone has come to the Cangshan ruins here, making it more and more lively. At this time, there is a figure that attracts the attention of many people.

This person’s appearance is extremely outstanding, even if it is a dazzling cloud, if it is simply from the appearance, it is slightly inferior to her, and she is guarded by many strong people around her.

The coming person is the first beauty of Cang Yeguo, Lin Yueyao. If you look at the appearance, naturally there are few people who can compare.

Her beautiful eyes fell in one direction, and instantly saw the leaves clean, the graceful body flickered, and the move towards the leaves was dusty, and the figure fell to the side of the leaves.

Gu Cheng Ruoqiu and his party looked over there. Before Ye Futian seemed to know Ye Maochen, this woman also went there. Who is this leaf clean?

This amazing woman is also from the land of hundreds of countries?

The leaves were dusty and suddenly opened, and Move Yue Yao, who was next to the move, glanced at Lin Yueyao. The eyelids closed tightly and only felt a sword piercing her eyes.

“It’s okay.” Ye Wuchen started talking.

Lin Yueyao beautiful eyes slowly open, some red, she looked at Ye Wuzhu: “Do you want my life?”

“In cultivation, I don’t know if it is you.”

Lin Yueyao was speechless, then looked at the stone wall and murmured: “Is this the stone wall of Cangshan ruins? Why can’t I see any artistic conception, how do you feel it?”

“I didn’t know much about it, but there was an abnormal guy coming.” Ye Wuchen started talking.

“Is not a normal guy?” Lin Yueyao’s beautiful eyes reveal a strange look, then look at other places, then she saw standing alone in front of a stone wall, as if it were independent of the world.

Lin Yueyao’s beautiful eyes flashed in different colors, this guy can’t help but be so independent? Ye Wuchen is not wrong, he is not a normal person!

(End of this chapter)