Chapter 153: Stone Wall Poems

Ruo Yumei looked at Ye Futian, showing a hint of apology, and whispered: "Don't be angry, Senior Brother Yan is such a person, he is harsh, but his cultivation talent is extremely high."

"I'm not mad at him." Ye Futian shrugged, this Senior Brother Yan and he didn't know each other, so it was normal not to bring him.

But Ruo Qiu's words didn't sound good.

"This inn belongs to your sect power?" Ye Futian asked.

"No." Ruo Yu shook his head.

"That's it, then I don't have to worry about being driven away." Ye Futian smiled and walked away, Yu Sheng and Heifengdiao followed behind, found the guy in the inn, and prepared to live here.

"Brother Ye is quite temperamental." Gu Jiang smiled lightly when he heard Ye Futian's words.

"Let's go." Wang Jue said, Ruoyu's beautiful eyes flickered, and then he knew why Ye Futian was angry, and after thinking about it, she walked up to her sister and said, "Someone else invites us to eat demon bear meat, because the same Lu Cai walked together, why are you talking so ugly?"

"What do you know?" Ruo Qiu glared at her and said, "Without the world, under the circumstances at the time, the two of them dared not to call us at the Nine Star Glory Realm? Haven't you seen that he has been trying to get close, I don't think he has any intentions."

"I think Ye Futian is a good person. Even if there is any purpose, it is just to inquire about the situation in the ancient world. It is not a big deal. Why be so guarded against others." Ruoyu said indifferently.

"Junior Sister Ruoyu, you are too easy to trust others." Gu Cheng said, "When we meet by chance, I'm still a little wary."

"Got it." Ruoyu said disapprovingly, "You guys go first."

As she said that, she stood there and waited, and after a while, a guy walked towards this side with Ye Futian.

"Wait for me?" Ye Futian looked at Ruo Yu and asked.

"Well." Ruoyu nodded: "My sister has a bad temper, don't mind, she may have misunderstood you."

"Your sister may think that I have ulterior motives, but I don't misunderstand. I don't know anything about the ancient world, and I really want to know something from your mouth." Ye Futian was calm.

"It's not ulterior motive." Ruoyu shook her head and said, "What else do you want to know, I'll tell you."

"What is the Cangshan ruins that your senior brother mentioned just now, are there other ruins around Qianmeng City?" Ye Futian asked.

"There are several stone walls in the Cangshan ruins, which are engraved with calligraphy and paintings, mysterious and unpredictable, and contain luck." Ruoyu said: "Many people go to the Cangshan ruins every day, and many talented people practice there. For many years, no one has been able to completely unravel the mystery of calligraphy and painting, perhaps because the realm is not enough."

"As for other ruins, of course, there are also other ruins, but tomorrow we will go to the Cangshan ruins together, where you can also see many powerful people in Qianmeng City, and there should be many people from the land of your hundred countries. ." Ruoyu said.

"I'd better go by myself." Ye Futian smiled.

"Then I'll take you there. I won't be with them. After all, you don't know the way." Ruoyu thought for a while and said.

"Let's stay together then, lest your senior brother and your sister blame you." Seeing Ruoyu insisting, Ye Futian didn't want to embarrass the other party.

"Well, okay, I'll go to find you tomorrow." Ruoyu said.

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The next day, Ruoyu really came to find Ye Futian, and then set off together.

Ruo Qiu and the others were already outside the inn. Seeing Ruo Yu brought Ye Futian, Ruo Qiu glared at her, Gu Jiang smiled and said, "Brother Ye also went to the Cangshan ruins?"

"Well, let's take a look." Ye Futian nodded.

"It seems to be on the way, let's go together." Gu Jiang said with a half-smiling smile, as expected, follow them. Two people from the glory realm are wandering in the ancient world, so naturally they want to find a backer.

"Let's go." Yan Lu said, and the group suddenly broke into the air. Ye Futian and Yu Shengcheng followed by the black wind sculpture, and Ruoyu also sat on the back of the black wind sculpture with them, chatting casually. .

The Cangshan Ruins, as the name suggests, are above Cangshan, south of Qianmeng City.

Cangshan is facing the sea, where the mountains and the sea meet, there are many strange rocks, many boulders are smooth and washable, and it seems that people sit on them all year round.

The Cangshan ruins are located here. There are stone walls facing the direction of these strange rocks, which are distributed in different directions. On these stone walls, there are calligraphy and painting patterns.

When Ye Futian and the others arrived, there were already many people here. The Cangshan ruins in Qianmeng City was one of the places where luck was born. There are strong people practicing here all the year round.

When Yan Lu and others came here, they became less conspicuous. The people here are all geniuses from Qianmeng City, and some of them are quite famous.

"It's Senior Sister Yun." At this time, only hearing Ruo Qiu's gaze looking in one direction, Yan Lu and the others immediately looked over there.

On a boulder in the middle of a stone wall, there is a beautiful figure standing on it, the sea breeze blowing from the sea, blowing her clothes, the clothes fluttering, the long hair flying, but her beautiful eyes are calmly watching Stone walls, eyebrows like a crescent moon.

The woman seemed to be extremely dazzling, and many eyes fell on her. She was obviously an extraordinary person, who stood out from the crowd.

Yan Lu and the others stepped forward one after another, bowed their bodies and greeted them, "Senior Sister Yun."

Yun Qianmo glanced at Yan Lu's side, nodded casually, and then moved his gaze back to the stone wall.

"Didn't your disciples enter the ancient world together?" Ye Futian asked curiously to Ruoyu beside him.

Ruo Yumei rolled her eyes at Ye Futian: "The ancient world has always been open, and whoever wants to come to experience will find a partner by himself, and the entire sect disciple will act together unless something major happens, and the sect is very big, Senior Sister Yun is Head disciple, we rarely even meet, so how can we be together."

Ye Futian nodded and understood, the sects in the land of the Thousand Leagues must have many large sects, and the ancient world has been open for many years, he cannot see it from the perspective of the land of a hundred countries.

"Yun Qianmo, how do you feel?" At this moment, a voice came out, and it was a figure standing on another boulder who spoke. This person was wearing a long blue robe and was unremarkable. Yun Qianmo glanced at the other party lightly, but did not speak.

The young man smiled indifferently, and continued to look at the stone wall in front of him. He smiled and said, "I have some feelings, but it will take some time to understand this stone wall."

"Liu Yuan, a genius from an aristocratic family in the Land of the Thousand Leagues, with dazzling talent." Ruoyu said softly.

Ye Futian nodded, the two of them occupy a better position, and there are geniuses from all walks of life around them.

At this time, Yan Lu and the others walked towards a stone wall, which was the stone wall that Yun Qianmo had comprehended. Ye Futian also looked over there, and there was a line of words there.

"Qiansiyu, Baizhang Mountain, Yijianguanghan Lishou Duan..." Ye Futian looked at the stone wall and murmured, which seemed to be a poem, so Ye Futian secretly thought, who wrote the words, so poetic.

Moreover, from these writings, he actually felt a faint sharp breath, as if those words were about to jump out and turn into sword intent.

"This is swordsmanship." Ye Futian said.

"Brother Ye, do you still need to tell me this?" Gu Jiang looked back at Ye Futian and smiled.

"This poem is indeed a set of swordsmanship, but over the years no one has been able to completely decipher and understand its full artistic conception. Many people have copied the poem and asked their elders for advice, but they still can't get the point. However, people with good talent can learn from it. Feeling a trace of artistic conception, getting different degrees of luck." Ruo Yu said.

Ye Futian smiled, and the idea of ​​Da Zizi was running. Suddenly, the world in front of him seemed to be changing, and all the details became extremely clear.

He looked at the stone wall, and suddenly the handwriting on the stone wall seemed to jump into his mind and turned into three-dimensional handwriting. It is the shape of a sword. At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt a powerful sword intent rushing into his mind, as if he could start cultivating swords if he wanted to.

When the will came, Ye Futian felt that there seemed to be a sword-shaped luck in his body.

Ye Futian calmed down and looked at Ruoyu with a strange look in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ruoyu asked Ye Futian's strange expression.

"Nothing." Ye Futian whispered, the so-called artistic conception of poetry seems to be a bit simple.

"Thousands of threads of rain, the sword is like a thousand threads, swaying like rain." At this time, Yan Lu looked at the stone wall and said in a low voice.

Ruo Qiumei's eyes lit up, and then she smiled and said: "Good mood, if such swordsmanship is like this, the power must be amazing."

"But what does Baizhang Mountain mean? Could it be that the former is a fast sword like silk rain, and the latter is a heavy sword?" Yan Lu showed a look of doubt.

"Senior brother Gao Jian, it seems that there is a chance to decipher the artistic conception of this poem." Gu Jiang said.

Ye Futian couldn't help laughing softly when he heard their conversation. He naturally understood that this was not poetry at all, and there was no poetic mood.

"What are you laughing at?" Ruo Qiu looked back at Ye Futian and said.

"No one has been able to understand the artistic conception of poetry for many years. If we still take this road, is it a waste of time?" Ye Futian said.

"Do you understand?" Ruo Qiu said indifferently, "Then tell me the true meaning of this poem."

"Maybe this is not a poem at all, there is no artistic conception, it is just a word." Ye Futian said.

"I'm not ashamed to say it." Ruo Qiu in front heard Ye Futian's words with a cold expression: "For countless years, how many geniuses have understood the artistic conception, and they are lucky, but they can't completely decipher it. Do you think this is just a word? Is everyone wrong? "

"Maybe." Ye Futian smiled.

Ruo Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled sarcastically, and said, "You are in the realm of glory, and you dare to speak so wildly, in order to appear extraordinary and unique, and thus attract our attention?"

Ye Futian looked at Ruo Qiu, this woman was even more narcissistic than him, attracting her attention?

"You saw it." Ye Futian sighed, then shrugged at Yu Sheng: "Let's go to the front."

Ruo Qiu sneered, thinking that it was indeed the case.

Yu Sheng glanced at Ruo Qiu coldly, is that what he looks like? I don't know where the confidence comes from!