The Sword Dynasty
137 Ancestor
This is the most valuable epiphany on the way to practice.
This was an unspeakable feeling that made Zhang Yi shocked and delighted.
The white clouds turned into raindrops.
Every drop of raindrops showed many lines that he couldn't see before.
He thoroughly felt the true meaning in these lines, shocked and delighted that he couldn't help trembling: "Little brother, is it really rain or cloud!"
Shen Yi turned to look at him suspiciously.
Zhang Yi came to awakening. At this time, the young teacher at Baiyangdong was no longer Ding Ning, but Shen Yi.
Zhou Yiyi's face was slightly pale at the moment.
Looking at Zhang Yi's appearance at this time, he thought in disbelief. Did Zhang Yi only realize such a short time, what did he really realize on the freehand scrapbook?
Zhang Yi looked at Ding Ning, and he saw that Ding Ning had approached Nangong Cai Shu.
It was at this time that a faint world spirit was slowly released from the freehand scrapbook.
Zhang Yi stunned.
He immediately reacted, and when he realized it, his thoughts had unconsciously walked along the lines.
This has already affected the gas engine.
Feeling the dampness in the thin heaven and earth vitality, his breath paused slightly, but his mood was more excited, because he was sure that his epiphany was just right. He had realized that the seemingly white clouds were actually the rain line True meaning.
Zhou Yiyi's face became paler in an instant, and his body was completely stiff.
Although the heaven and earth vitality slowly released from the freehand scrapbook is thin, it is far away, and it has been floating towards the sky.
At this time, the entire Changling Mausoleum outside the garden was full of bright sunshine, but the sky above the garden was suddenly filled with endless wetness, and several clusters of suddenly condensed white clouds blocked the sunlight.
Everyone before the freehand scrapbook finally felt this change, and even Nangong Cai Shu who was immersed in the front screen with all her mind was completely awakened.
On the hill in Moyuan, in the study room of Yunhai Pavilion.
Zhou Yunhaizheng and Xue Wangxu were drinking tea.
The tea is an extremely precious cloud tea, and the tea cup is also a mysterious porcelain, such as green frozen gel, and the cup is like a cloud of haze.
Feeling the innumerable moist meaning suddenly formed in the air ahead, Zhou Yunhai's complexion slightly changed, and the tea cup in his hand trembled slightly.
Xue Wangxu's eyes were slightly bright, and he admired: "The freehand scroll is really extraordinary."
Zhou Yunhai took a deep breath and said slowly: "It is really extraordinary to be a high student under Xue Dong."
Only between the words, the lower ends of the white clouds faded away, but instead of the wetness disappearing, the wetness was too heavy and finally condensed into raindrops.
Countless raindrops fell from the sky, bringing out countless crystal rain lines.
Under the clear sky, it rained in the Moyuan.
Looking at the mood of heavy rain, Zhou Yiyi's face was even more bloodless. He can be sure that this is something that no one in the Zhou family has realized. He couldn't help but looked at Zhang Yi and asked, "What did you realize?"
"It should be a rune, it can be a sword rune, it can also be used for refining, it is a means to fight the enemy." Zhang Yi is a gentleman, so he answered Zhou Yiyi's question truthfully.
"Brother Ding Ning!"
In the next moment, he looked at the peaceful Ding Ning, but his five senses were mixed.
Only he understood that the epiphany was just like he touched many doorways on his own, but he couldn’t get in, but then he was kicked into the door directly by Ding Ning, and behind that door, it was indeed Contains the true meaning.
"Congratulations, Brother."
Ding Ning looked at him and said softly, "Don't thank me. You should understand that this is just a coincidence. It is impossible for any guru to see the true meaning of such a scroll so quickly, just by coincidence."
Zhang Yi recalled Ding Ning's words, he thought it made sense.
Because he can be sure that the level of a master like Xue Yaoxu should be much lower than those who left this picture.And the whole Changling, the realm is higher than Xue Wangxu, but not much.
It was at this moment that shocked him and everyone that the freehand scrapbook in front of him slowly released a world of vitality again.
It's just that the spirit of heaven and earth began to fall soon, as if someone had drawn it in one stroke, but it was immediately interrupted.
"Dang" sound.
There was a muffled noise in the midair of the Moyuan, like someone struck an invisible brass giant clock.
"What's going on?" Nangong Cai Shu looked left and right in shock, and her and everyone's eyes finally fell on Xie Changsheng who stretched her palms and put them in front of her eyes.
Xie Changsheng's face is also very strange and very wonderful.
"I seem to have realized something, but not completely...not completely understood?" He said this a little embarrassedly, and then continued to put his palm in front of his eyes, and continued to look at the scroll in front.
What is this?
Even if the palm of your hand is covered in front of your eyes, you can see the freehand scraps, can you understand from the inside?
Zhou freehand thought stiffly and suddenly thought of the actions Ding Ning had done to Xie Changsheng before. He suddenly had more unbelievable emotions in his heart and couldn't help turning his head to look at Ding Ning.
"You just looked so fascinated, what did you see?" Ding Ning at this time was quietly asking Nang Cai Cai.
"I saw a river."
Nangong Cai Shu looked at Ding Ning and said, "I don't know why, there are many things in this picture, but I seem to only see this river."
Ding Ning said quietly, "This is normal. Everyone has different eyes, different preferences, different temperaments, and each practitioner has different things. When looking at symbols or such illustrations, there will naturally be differences. ."
Nangong Cai Shu nodded and said: "My father also said a similar truth. I thought if I can understand something, then I can only understand something from this river. I will look for the most attractive in this river. thing."
Ding Ning said: "This approach is right."
Nangong Cai Shu said: "Now it seems that I am attracted by several sprays in the river. The sprays are also very interesting. It seems that ordinary sprays will not be generated like that, nor will they rise and fall like that. Clueless."
Ding Ning looked at the picture in silence, looked at the half-scented time, and said: "If the sprays are caused by the fish tails rising upstream in the river water, it would be normal."
Nangong was stunned.
When she looked at the waves again, she thought unconsciously in her heart, how many fish seem to be hiding upstream?
...
From the evening to the evening, the tea case has been replaced with ginseng tea, adding exquisite points.
Although Zhou Yunhai's face was calm, his mind was slightly restless.
"when!"
Just then, a bell rang in the air.
His heart sank suddenly.
Compared with the half-bell that sounded two hours ago, this bell was particularly melodious, and even gave people a feeling of causing echoes in the distant valley.
...
In the northwest corner of Moyuan, Ding Ning felt the white wall and black tiles of the small courtyard with the strongest qi, which looks no different from the small courtyard in the ordinary village.
However, in one of the halls, it was covered with tiger skin.
Each piece of tiger skin is obviously taken from a gigantic adult giant tiger, and each piece is huge on the ground.
A soft fist-sized bead hung from a soft couch in this hall.
This bead exudes a hot breath, but also exudes a bloody and violent breath... Only in the bodies of some fierce beasts, it is possible to form such a Nedan.
The scorching breath was heavy and heavy, and it slowly descended on the tiger skin on the ground. The heat radiated up along the fur ends of the fur. Yes, the hall was warm and springy, and the heat was surprisingly average.
An old man sits on a soft couch covered with brocade that is silkier than a girl's skin.
His silver hair was combed to make people look good, there was no trace of wrinkles on his face, and his skin exuded a jade-like luster.
The heat radiating from his body is also strong, so that any practitioner can feel the vitality and vitality.
However, there was another kind of old meaning, which continuously emanated from his body, and there seemed to be a lot of filthy dust, always haunting him.
Under his embroidered gold brocade, his small abdomen bulged like a woman who was pregnant in October.
But on the left side of his abdomen, there was a strange emptiness.
In that place, it was as if a sword had been cut. Not only were large pieces of flesh and bones lost, but even the internal organs seemed to be missing.
It is really not easy to survive such a serious injury.
The old man's gaze always drifted out of the window, and he seemed to have some fear and hatred of his body. His eyes rarely touched his body.
His eyes are full of negative emotions, resentment, unwillingness, greed, fierceness...this makes his bright face a bit daunting.
The sunset is about to fall.
The bell has disappeared.
However, there are several unique sword intentions, which appear in the cold air like a fish, and appear in the midair of Moyuan.
Then there was another loud sound like thunder, which rolled continuously from very high altitude.
When he heard the previous bell, the old man already knew that something very unusual happened in the Mo Garden today, and then he felt that these two breaths sprayed out from the freehand scraps one after another, and he no longer had any doubt.
He wanted to know the real cause of such unusual things.
So he stood up from the soft couch.
At the moment when he stood up, all the negative violent emotions in his eyes disappeared and became amiable.
He put on a fox fur coat again, covering his belly.
It seems that he is an extremely kind and kind old man.