The Legend of Futian Chapter 152: Shu Pik Poems

Ruo Yu looked at Ye Futian with a hint of apology, and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, Brother Yan is such a person, he is more demanding, but his talent for cultivation is extremely high."

"I'm not angry with him." Ye Futian shrugged. This Senior Brother Yan and him did not know each other, so it is normal not to bring him.

But Ruoqiu's words are a bit unpleasant.

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

"No." Ruoyu shook his head.

"This way, 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 at the inn, and prepared to live here.

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

"Let's go." Wang Jue said. If Yu's beautiful eyes flickered, he knew why Ye Futian was angry. After thinking about it, she stepped forward and said to her sister: "Someone else asked us to eat monster bear meat. , Because you are on the same road, why are you talking so awkwardly?"

"What do you know." Ruoqiu glared at her and said: "Without the world, the situation at the time, he and the two of the nine-star glory realm dare not call us? Haven't you seen that he has been deliberately approaching, I don't think so. Mind."

"I think Ye Futian is a good person. Even if it has any purpose, it is just to inquire about the situation in the Xiahuang Ancient Realm, and there is no big deal. Why be so guarded against others." Ruoyu didn't care.

"Sister Yu, you are too easy to believe in others." Gu Cheng said: "When we meet, I am still a little wary."

"I see." Ruoyu said disapprovingly: "You go first."

Speaking, she stood there and waited. After a while, a buddy brought Ye Futian towards this side.

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

"Yeah." Ruoyu nodded: "My sister has a bad temper, don't mind, she may have some misunderstandings about you."

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

"This is not an ulterior motive." Ruoyu shook his head and said: "What else do you want to know, I will tell you."

"Where are the Cangshan ruins that your brother just mentioned? Are there other ruins around Qianmeng City?" Ye Futian asked.

"The Cangshan ruins have several stone walls with calligraphy and paintings engraved on them. They are mysterious and contain air luck." Ruoyu said: "Every day, many people go to the Cangshan ruins, and many people with different talents are practicing there. For many years, no one has been able to completely solve the mystery of calligraphy and painting, perhaps because the realm is not enough."

"As for the other ruins, of course there are, but tomorrow we will go to the Cangshan ruins together, where you can also see many powerful people in Thousand League City. People from the land of a hundred nations should also be there. Few people go." Ruoyu said.

"I'll go by myself." Ye Futian smiled.

"Then I'll take you there, not with them, after all, you don't know the road." Ruoyu thought, and said.

"Let's go together, lest your brother and your sister blame you." Seeing Ruo Yu insisted, Ye Futian didn't want to embarrass the other party.

"Well, good, I will leave tomorrow to find you." Ruoyu said.

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

Ruo Qiu and the others are already outside the inn. Seeing Ruo Yu coming with Ye Futian, Ruo Qiu gave her a beautiful glance, and Gu Jiang smiled and said, "Brother Ye also go to the remains of Cangshan? ?"

"Well, go and see." Ye Futian nodded.

"It seems to be on the way, let's go together." Gu Jiang said with a smile, and he still followed them. The two people of the glory realm roamed the deserted ancient realm and naturally wanted to find a backer.

"Let's go." Yan Lu said, and the group of people suddenly broke through the air. Ye Futian and Yu Sheng followed the Black Wind Sculpture, Ruo Yu also sat with them on the back of the Black Wind Sculpture, casually Chatting.

The remains of Cangshan Mountain, as the name suggests, are located on the top of Cangshan Mountain, south of Qianmeng City.

Cangshan Mountain is facing the sea. At the intersection of mountains and seas, there are many strange rocks. There are many boulders that are as smooth as washes. It seems that people sit on them all the year round.

The remains of Cangshan Mountain are located here. There are stone walls in the direction facing these strange rocks, which are distributed in different directions. These stone walls are carved with calligraphy and painting patterns.

When Ye Futian and the others arrived, there were already a lot of people here. The remains of Cangshan in Thousand League City was one of the places where Qi Luck was born. There are strong people here all the year round.

When Yan Lu and others came here, they seemed less conspicuous. The people here are all geniuses from Thousand Leagues, and some of them are quite famous.

"It's Senior Sister Yun." At this moment, Ruoqiu looked in one direction, and Yan Lu and others all looked over there.

On a huge rock in the middle of a rock wall, there is a beautiful figure standing on it, the sea breeze blowing from the sea, blowing her clothes, her clothes fluttering, her long hair flying, her beautiful eyes are calm Staring at a stone wall, eyebrows are like a crescent moon.

The woman seemed extremely dazzling. Many eyes fell on her. She was obviously an extraordinary figure, outstanding.

Yan Lu and others stepped forward and leaned forward to meet and said: "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 teachers enter the desolate ancient world together?" Ye Futian asked curiously to Ruo Yu beside him.

If Yumei’s eyes turned white, Ye Futian glanced at Ye Futian: “The Desolate Ancient World has always been open. Whoever wants to come and practice is to find a partner by himself. How can the entire sect disciples act together, unless something big happens, and the teacher is very big. Sister Yun is the head disciple, we rarely meet each other, so how come we are together."

Ye Futian nodded and understood that the sect of the land of a thousand alliances must have many large sect forces, and the desolate ancient world has been open for many years, and he cannot see it from the perspective of a land of a hundred nations.

"Yunqianmo, how do you feel?" At this moment, a voice came out. It was a figure standing on another boulder who spoke. This person was dressed in a qingyi robe and was chic and extraordinary. Yunqianmo glanced at each other faintly. Did not speak.

The young man smiled indifferently, and continued to look at the stone wall in front of him, and smiled: "I have some sentiments, but I still need some time to understand this stone wall."

"Liu Yuan, an aristocratic genius in the land of a thousand alliances, with dazzling talent." Ruo Yu said softly.

Ye Futian nodded, the two people occupy a better position, and there are genius figures from all sides surrounding them.

At this time, Yan Lu and the others walked towards a stone wall one after another. It was the stone wall that Yunqianmo had understood. Ye Futian's gaze also looked over there. There was a line of words there.

"Thousands of rain, Baizhang mountains, a sword of light and coldness..." Ye Futian muttered while looking at the stone wall. It seemed to be a poem, letting Ye Futian secretly said, who engraved the characters, they are so poetic .

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

"This is swordsmanship." Ye Futian said.

"Brother Ye, do you still need to talk about it?" Gu Jiang turned his head and looked at Ye Futian with a smile.

"This poem is indeed a set of swordsmanship, but for many years no one has been able to fully understand its artistic conception. Many people have copied the poem and asked the elders for advice, but they still can’t understand the essentials. However, people with good talents You can feel a trace of artistic conception from it, and get different degrees of luck." Ruo Yu said.

Ye Futian smiled, and the thoughts of Da Zizhen were working, and the world before his eyes seemed to be changing, and all the details became extremely clear.

He looked at the stone wall, and the writing on the stone wall suddenly seemed to leap into his mind, turning into three-dimensional writing, each of the writing changes, faintly transformed into a certain shape, no longer resembling ordinary writing , And looked like the shape of a sword. At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt a powerful sword intent rushing into his mind, as if, as long as he was willing, he could start to repair the sword.

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

Ye Futian narrowed his mind and looked at Ruoyu, with a strange look in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Ye Futian's strange expression, Ruo Yu couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Ye Futian whispered, the so-called poetic artistic conception seemed a bit simple.

"Thousands of silk rain, the sword is like a thousand silk, swaying like rain." At this moment, Yan Lu said in a low voice while looking at the stone wall.

If Qiu’s beautiful eyes light up, he smiles: "A good mood, if such a swordsmanship, the power will be amazing."

"But what does Baizhangshan mean? Could it be that the former is a fast sword like a silk rain, and the latter is the thickness of a sword?" Yan Lu showed doubts.

"Senior brother, I think there is a chance to decipher the artistic conception of this poem." Gu Jiang said.

Ye Futian couldn't help but chuckle when he heard their conversation. He naturally understood that this was not a poem at all, and there was no poetic artistic conception.

"What are you laughing at?" Ruo Qiu turned his head and looked at Ye Futian.

"For many years, no one has been able to comprehend the artistic conception of poetry. If you still follow this path, is it a waste of time?" Ye Futian said.

"Do you understand?" Ruoqiu said coldly: "Then tell me~IndoMTL.com~The true meaning of this poem."

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

"It's not ashamed." Ruoqiu in front of me heard Ye Futian's words with a cold expression: "For countless years, Tianjiao has understood the artistic conception and got lucky, but it is impossible to completely decipher it. Do you think these are just words? Is it everyone? Wrong?"

"Maybe." Ye Futian smiled.

Ruo Qiu was taken aback, then smiled sarcastically, and said: "You are in the realm of glory, dare to speak so wildly, to appear extraordinary and unique in your opinion, so as to attract our attention?"

Ye Futian looked at Ruoqiu, this woman is even more narcissistic than him, attracting her attention?

"You can see it." Ye Futian sighed, then shrugged at Yu Sheng: "Let's go ahead."

If Qiu sneered, she thought it was so.

The rest of my life glanced at Ruoqiu coldly, just like this? I don't know where the confidence comes from!