Seeing Ye Futian and Yu Sheng walking forward, Ruoyu glared at Ruoqiu and said, "Sister, can you speak less harshly?"

"Did you admit it if you haven't seen him?" Ruoqiu spoke lightly.

"Ruoyu, there is little contact with such people." Yan Lu also spoke. Ruoyu looked at her senior brother. Although she disagreed, she didn't say anything, and looked forward.

I saw Ye Futian and Yu Sheng walking towards a huge rock. There, a young man with extraordinary temperament stood there quietly. He saw Ye Futian and Yu Sheng walking to the point and said, "Are you despised?"

"Glimpse?" Ye Futian looked at the young man in front of him and said a little depressed.

Ye Wuchen glanced at Ruoqiu not far away, then looked at the depressed Ye Futian, and couldn't help but smile. This guy was so glorious in Cangye Kingdom and Nandou Kingdom. Lin Yueyao wanted to get close to him and was directly ignored. Unexpectedly, he would be despised by women for one day.

"Where is Ye Xiao?" Ye Futian asked.

"Everyone acted separately very early." Ye Wuchen said: "Ye Xiao practiced at Cangye Academy. If he wanted to inherit the throne in the future, the support of Cangye Academy would also have some effect."

Ye Futian nodded and naturally understood Ye Wuchen's meaning. Now these disciples of Cangye Academy who entered the ancient world will be the leaders of Cangye Academy in the future.

"How do you understand?" Ye Futian asked again.

Ye Wuchen looked at Shibi and frowned and said, "I can only feel some sword intent, but I can't get into the way. Maybe the heat is not enough, so it will take some time."

Ye Futian walked to him and squatted down. Ye Wuchen looked down at him. Then he saw Ye Futian carving something on the stone with spiritual energy. It seemed to be a word, and it was the first word in that poem, Qian.

However, under Ye Futian's portrayal, the word slowly changed, as if it was moving, faintly turning into a sword form. Ye Wuchen's eyes flashed when he saw this scene, staring at the stone wall in front of him.

"Don't understand any artistic conception, demolish it." Ye Futian said.

"Okay." Ye Wuchen nodded. When he looked at the stone wall again, it seemed that the handwriting had become different again.

At this time, the black wind eagle beside him gently flapped his wings, and his bright eyes looked at Ye Futian, as if he was looking forward to it.

"You want to learn too?" Ye Futian was ashamed.

The Black Wind Eagle nodded.

"You have to become a spirit." Ye Futian muttered. It seemed that this guy had gained the benefits of luck, but it was simple for the two of them to be mentally connected.

"I will understand it first." Ye Futian sat on the huge rock, his eyes looked at the stone wall again. Every word inscribed poems seemed to have turned into the form of a sword, and the will of the sword continued to pour into his mind.

Although he saw the sword shape and sensed the sword intent, if Ye Futian wanted to practice this sword technique, he still needed to understand it. He did not practice the sword, so he would not waste time. It would be enough to sense the sword intent and get luck. Let's leave the sword technique to Ye Wuchen.

Next, Ye Futian kept visualizing quietly, and at the same time informing Ye Wuchen of the sword. Gradually, Ye Wuchen also entered the state and was able to realize it by himself, and he no longer needed his reminder.

What's strange is that the black wind eagle beside him also looked at the stone wall without blinking, as if he was feeling it.

Yu Sheng, who was next to him, was stunned when he saw this scene, and he was even worse than a single eagle...

After some moments, Ye Futian calmed down and saw Ye Wuchen's eyes closed at this time, and there was a faint sword intent flowing on his body. It seemed that he was experiencing the sword technique hidden in this poem.

"Let's go and see other stone walls." Ye Futian said, the black wind eagle's eyes shining, and his wings trembled, and then he headed in another direction, landed on a huge rock, and the stone wall in front was carved with pictures.

In this picture, there is a golden-winged roc flying in the sky, with afterimages, which seem to depict the artistic conception of the golden-winged roc spreading its wings and soaring.

Ye Futian glanced at the Black Wind Eagle, and it seemed that this guy had been staring at this side for a long time.

However, this picture is also suitable for him, and the Black Wind Eagle and the rest of their lives can also practice.

The idea of ​​visualizing the Great Freedom is working again, and there seems to be a scene in Ye Futian's mind. It is the scene engraved in the picture. A golden-winged roc spreads its wings, and the wind is howling around it. His speed seems to be faster than the wind, leaving behind a shadow and walking with the wind.

This scene coincides with some of the previous memories in my mind and suddenly becomes clearer. Before I know it, I fall into a wonderful artistic conception, as if I transformed into a breeze and soared above the nine heavens.

The great freedom visualization method can visualize the handwriting of the stone wall and the true meaning on the painting. However, to understand this true meaning, you still need to rely on your own comprehension ability.

Gradually, Ye Futian closed his eyes, as if he was not standing on the huge rock in front of the stone wall, but soaring in the sky.

A force of will comes from the stone wall and continues to pour into his mind. The deeper the understanding of the stone wall drawing, the stronger the will and luck he gets.

Black Wind Diao and Yu Sheng are also experiencing it, but they can only understand the simpler artistic conception. Black Wind Diao is influenced by talent, and Yu Sheng’s talent is not on this.

There are many people around who are good at the ability of wind to understand this. Sometimes, some people are flickering in their bodies, trying to integrate their perception into their own abilities.

After a long time, Ye Futian opened his eyes and the Black Wind Eagle looked at him pitifully. Ye Futian used his spiritual mark to pass his visualization into the Black Wind Eagle's mind, and then the Black Wind Eagle began to realize his own practice.

"For the rest of your life, that stone wall is suitable for you." Ye Futian pointed to the other stone wall. This stone wall was facing the sea. The picture carved was a huge wave, rolling and roaring. At a glance, you could feel an artistic conception rushing out of the picture, as if it had an extremely terrifying momentum.

The two of them headed towards the stone wall and came to the stone wall. The waves swept and slapped on the edge of Cangshan Mountain, and the waves slapped the shore, as if they wanted to match the artistic conception contained in the picture.

"What did you feel?" Ye Futian asked.

"Momentum, power." Yu Sheng said.

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. He naturally saw more clearly when he used the idea of ​​great freedom to visualize. The picture seemed to be moving, one wave higher than the other, with a surging momentum, trying to destroy everything.

This picture is not a sword or a wind, but a simple sense of momentum and power.

The two of them quietly realized that after a long time, Ye Futian left alone and walked towards a stone wall next to him that was also on the sea, which was also the last stone wall engraved with pictures in the ruins of Cangshan.

There is no one in front of this stone wall, and there are traces on the other three stone walls, but no one can understand this stone wall, and no one can understand it from the trace of luck.

A painting is carved on the stone wall, and a figure in white sits quietly, playing the piano with both hands, without any artistic conception.

Ye Futian used the idea of ​​great freedom to visualize, but he could only see that the person in the painting seemed to be playing the piano music and could not understand the will in it. However, the more so, the more extraordinary it became.

Even the great freedom visualization cannot be visualized, and it can only prove that his own state is not enough.

Ye Futian stood there quietly, looking at the stone wall, he was the only one.

Ye Wuchen is in front of the sword stone wall, the black wind eagle is in front of the golden-winged roc, and the rest of his life is in front of the wave stone wall. Four people, each of whom feels a stone wall.

Ye Futian's world seemed to be very quiet, but in fact, there were figures everywhere in the ruins of Cangshan.

Ruoqiu glanced at Ye Futian. He was so conspicuous that he was the only one occupying a stone wall alone.

"No one has ever understood the mystery of that stone wall, but he is pretending. You should understand who he is." Ruoqiu said lightly to Ruoyu beside him.

How long have they been here? Ye Futian actually stayed in front of four stone walls continuously, just to waste time.

Ruoyu also glanced over there, not understanding Ye Futian’s intention.

"Senior Brother Yan has realized a sword intent." Ruoqiu smiled and looked at Yan Lu not far away in front of him. On Yan Lu's body, there was a sword intent surrounding him, coming from the stone wall.

Yan Lu took a deep breath and said, "This poem indeed contains a powerful artistic conception. By observing its shape, you can feel the will of a sword. It may take a long time to fully comprehend it."

"Senior Brother Yan has such talent, which is very good for him." Ruoqiu said with a smile.

"It's much worse than Senior Sister Yun." Yan Lu looked up at Yun Qianmo who was standing on a huge rock not far away. He saw that Yun Qianmo's sword intent was lingering, which was obviously deeper than his understanding.

Some people came to the ruins of Cangshan one after another, making the place even more lively. At this time, a figure attracted the attention of many people.

This person has an extremely outstanding appearance. Even the dazzling Yun Qianmo is slightly inferior to her in terms of appearance. There are many strong guards around her.

The visitor is Lin Yueyao, the most beautiful woman in Cangye Kingdom. In terms of appearance, naturally few people can compare.

Her beautiful eyes fell in one direction, and she instantly saw Ye Wuchen. Her graceful body flickered and headed towards Ye Wuchen, and her figure fell beside Ye Wuchen.

Gu Chengruoqiu and his group looked over there. Ye Futian seemed to know Ye Wuchen before, and the woman was also there. Who is Ye Wuchen?

This stunning woman also comes from a land of hundreds of countries?

Ye Wuchen's eyes suddenly opened and he looked at Lin Yueyao beside him. Lin Yueyao exclaimed, her eyes closed, and she felt a sword piercing into her eyes.

"Is it okay?" Ye Wuchen said.

Lin Yueyao's beautiful eyes slowly opened, a little red. She looked at Ye Wuchen and said, "Do you want my life?"

"I am practicing, I don't know it's you." Ye Wuchen said.

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 did you realize it?"

"I didn't understand much, but an abnormal guy came." Ye Wuchen said.

"An abnormal guy?" Lin Yueyao's beautiful eyes showed a strange look, and then she looked at other places. Then she saw a figure standing alone in front of a stone wall, as if independent of the world.
Chapter completed!