The sword body is crystal clear and moist, with vaguely strange patterns.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

He was extremely sensitive to patterns, and he often thought of phoenix patterns and other strange patterns, all of which had tyrannical power. This pattern was strange but not unusual, it was an ordinary cloud pattern.

Under the super-sensory hole light, a palm-sized bronze mirror was embedded in the center of the sword. There were strange patterns behind the bronze mirror, but the front was too gray to be seen clearly.

The bronze mirror was only as thick as the palm of his hand and was embedded deep in the center of the jade sword. It was blocked by white jade. Outsiders would have to break the jade stele to see it. He looked far away.

There are white clouds floating in the sky, and the peaks in the distance are like small islands on the sea. There is a palace not far from the sword monument.

The palace built of white jade is spotless, just like a palace in the sky. There is a great master sitting on the Arhat bed in the center of the palace.

He is an old man with white beard and eyebrows. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. His silver-white beard hangs down from his shoulders. He is looking down in concentration, motionless as if he has fallen asleep.

The visualization picture above the head is a sword. It is the white jade giant sword in front of me. It is more majestic than this white jade giant sword, and there is a faint purple current. The visualization picture is the real scene. Chu Zhiyuan is still First time encountered.

He was in a trance, quickly gathered his mind, and avoided the great master. He continued to observe the white jade giant sword.

He turned to look at Huang Shirong.

Huang Shirong's expression was solemn, as if she was a different person. Chu Zhiyuan said softly: "Is this the sword monument?"

"Yes, this is the Baiyun Sword Stele, the foundation of our sect. The founder discovered this sword stele, and then he understood the sword technique and founded the sect." "Where does this sword stele come from?"

"It is said that it is made in heaven."

"Tiancheng..." Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "Such a heavy sword, I'm afraid there is no manpower to lift it here and insert it upside down." Even if the Grand Master is tyrannical, he cannot move this hundred meters high and thirty meters long. , a white jade sword that is also thirty meters thick.

What's more, when it is lifted to the top of this majestic mountain peak, it can only be said that it is made by nature.

He felt more like it fell from the sky.

"Can we touch?" Chu Zhiyuan said. Huang Shirong nodded lightly.

cthtav Chu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and gently pressed it against the sword monument.

The tentacles are soft and smooth, and really feel like mutton-fat white jade.

He stretched out his hand to touch up, but couldn't touch the position of the bronze mirror. It was far away. He tried to use his kung fu to draw in a wisp of Gang Qi, but there was no response.

The white jade sword monument seems to reject the true energy and isolate it.

"Your Majesty, I will be going back at this time tomorrow." "Don't worry, when will the strange appearance appear?"

"Concentrate and stare for a while, and the sword skills will naturally appear on the sword tablet." "The same sword skills appear in front of everyone?"

"Everyone is different."

"Doesn't that mean that if you watch it a few more times, you will be able to acquire more sets of sword skills?"

"The sword skills you get for the first time are the strongest, and the ones you get later get worse, so you only need to learn them once." "The sword skills everyone sees have different grades?"

"The qualifications are the same, and the level of swordsmanship seen is about the same."

"So, the more genius you are, the stronger your swordsmanship will be?"

Huang Shirong nodded lightly: "The stronger the sword technique, the more understanding it requires. If you don't have enough understanding, it will be useless to see the sword technique. If you can't remember it, the sword tablet is extremely magical, as if it can detect the understanding of the person who understands it."

Chu Zhiyuan was thoughtful.

Huang Shirong said: "Your Majesty, your understanding is extraordinary, and you will definitely be able to acquire the best swordsmanship in the world, so I won't bother you." Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Then I'll give you some good advice."

An Arhat bed was brought up by two young men and placed behind Chu Zhiyuan.

Huang Shirong nodded gently and thanked the two young men: "Thank you so much, Junior Brother Hu and Junior Brother Zhou." The two of them clasped their fists in a salute and glanced at Chu Zhiyuan before leaving.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and nodded.

He knew why they were surprised.

This may be the first time a stranger appears on Baiyun Peak, and it may not be a disciple of Baiyun Sword Palace. "Then I will come back tomorrow to pick up the crown prince." Huang Shirong clasped her fists.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you." Huang Shirong glanced at him.

Chu Zhiyuan saw her anger and said with a smile: "No matter how close a friend is, you still have to say thank you." Huang Shirong rolled her eyes at him and left lightly.

He was the only one left in the huge square. The biting cold wind was howling.

Chu Zhiyuan was protected by the strong wind and didn't care about the cold wind.

It's just that I'm a little uncomfortable not having Zou Fang around.

There is no other way. I can only comprehend the sword monument by myself, and I cannot let Zou Fang come with me.

Time was precious, and he didn't want to waste it anymore. He couldn't wait to see what sword skills would appear on this sword.

Looking at the great master again, he still seemed to be in trance, motionless. If his breathing could not be seen, he would even be suspected to be dead. Chu Zhiyuan sat on the Arhat bed, sat upright with his legs crossed, his eyes fell on the white jade stele, and stood still.

After staring for a moment, the patterns on the white jade tablet seemed to absorb the power contained in the eyes and gradually appeared.

The pattern first appeared, then gradually became brighter, and then turned into rays of light, floating out and condensing into a ball of light on the white jade stele. In this ball of light, a figure was vaguely visible.

Chu Zhiyuan did not blink, nor did he stop taking super-sensory hole photos. In the super-sensory hole photos, the scene he saw was slightly different.

A beam of light descended from the void and fell on the bronze mirror, causing a small figure to appear on the mirror, then two people, and then three people. On the sword stele, in the light and shadow emerging from the white jade surface, there were also people in the bronze mirror.

It's just enlarged several times, just like life size.

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised.

That beam of light is actually not visible to the naked eye. Where does it come from?

The characters in front of me were six young men and women practicing swordsmanship. First, a girl practiced. The swordsmanship was graceful and light, like dancing, and every move was extremely beautiful.

Then there is another man practicing his sword.

The style of the swordsmanship suddenly changed drastically, as if Shura was reincarnated, fierce and fierce, and he dared not look directly at her. Then there was another girl, graceful and soft, like the shadow of a giant flying across the lake.

There is another man who is as spooky and terrifying as a ghost.

The third girl has an immortal aura, and the air is cold and cold, like fireworks from another world. The third man is elegant and graceful, walking slowly like a troubled young man. Chu Zhiyuan stared at these sword skills, and his heart Next I was thinking.

The clothes of these people are very strange.

Although the customs of Dajing, Dazhen and Dameng are different, their clothes are similar. The clothes of these men and women in the mirror have completely different styles.

Moreover, the behavior and temperament of these men and women are even more fierce. Even though the three girls seem gentle, their bright eyes are also fierce.

Chu Zhiyuan has a super sense, his observation ability is far beyond ordinary people, and he is extremely keen on these things.

These six men and women are probably not from Dajing, Dazhen and Dameng.

After the six swordsmanship drills were completed, they began to fight. The elegant and light swordsmanship faced the ghastly and terrifying swordsmanship, and they actually suppressed each other with every move. Chu Zhiyuan watched in ecstasy without knowing it.

It was originally speculated that the man's swordsmanship was sharper and more ruthless, while the woman's swordsmanship was dance-like, more like a performance. As a result, in a pair of moves, the woman actually suppressed the man with each move.

Seeing how to use the same moves and when to use them opened Chu Zhiyuan's eyes and gained a lot of insights.

"Tsk!" Suddenly with a sword, the woman pierced the man's wrist, the sword flew up, and then the two of them retreated.

Next is another group, still a man and a woman. The man's swordsmanship is sharp, while the woman's swordsmanship is light and has no fireworks, but it makes the man breathless and loses after thirty-two moves. Then comes the third group.

As expected, it was not as Chu Zhiyuan expected, the man still lost.

Chu Zhiyuan watched their figures gradually go away and disappear into a lush green forest, thoughtfully. He recalled the swordsmanship of the six people in his mind.

There are six different sets of swordsmanship. At first glance, the swordsmanship of the three men is more powerful, but it turns out that the swordsmanship of the three women is more subtle.

But if he were replaced by three men, he might not lose to three women.
Chapter completed!