1718K literature provides the latest chapter of the long kendo, which is a boring road for ordinary people......

However, for Ye Chen, it is a path of knowledge.

For the first time, it took Ye Chenhua ten days to ascend this sword path, but after carrying the stone sword, this time was dragged on for an infinite time.

In the seventh day, Ye Chen barely saw the basalt statue, and on the twelfth day, Ye Chen saw the second stone statue.

After carrying the stone statue for a long time, Ye Chen gradually got used to the weight behind him, so he couldn't help but speed up.

On the twentieth day, Ye Chen finally saw the Qilin Stone Statue, and on the twenty-fifth day, Ye Chen finally came to the end of this sword path.

After twenty-five days of wind and snow, Ye Chen's delicate face couldn't help but show a little vicissitudes.

However, Ye Chen's thin figure looked a little stronger, and when he raised his head and looked at the five huge phantoms in the distance, a little smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.

"It's been twenty-five days, and it's finally come to an end!" Ye Chen muttered softly while feeling those few breaths of sword intent.

Whenever he senses a sword intent, Ye Chen's artistic conception is impacted, so along the way, Ye Chen's unique selfless artistic conception has become more and more stable.

On the mountain wall around the five stone statues, several figures are still standing.

Those old men were still playing chess, a few people were dancing with swords, a few people were looking at the swords, everyone was doing their own thing.

As a result, it was a very quiet place, with the mountain wind roaring, rolling up the snow on the ground and finally falling between the cliffs.

At this moment, several low and powerful footsteps sounded in the kendo below, and this low footstep alarmed the old man in the chess game, "and also alarmed the others......

Raising their heads, everyone's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "They all looked at the sword path below, they wanted to see who was so uninteresting!"

The sound of footsteps became more and more intense, and a thin figure slowly emerged from the wind and snow.

When they saw this thin figure, everyone was stunned, and their stunned eyes also fell on the extremely eye-catching big sword behind the figure.

It's a very ordinary stone sword," and the face was extremely clear.

This figure may not be familiar to these people, but it is not unfamiliar either, and the picture from dozens of days ago appeared in front of everyone's eyes like a tide.

"Although the moon mark provoked first, since the matter was caused by you, then I will punish you to carry the stone sword and go back to the sword path, remember, you must not use your true qi!"

Huang Wushuang's words seemed to be still floating in his ears, and everyone reacted at this moment, "It turned out to be him."

However, in such a short period of time, he was actually able to carry the stone sword on his back to get here?

A trace of doubt emerged in everyone's hearts, carrying the stone sword on the sword was an encounter that the disciples of Luoxia Peak must have experienced, and everyone on the scene had also experienced this, but at the beginning, they all came here for nearly two months, where was it like this kid in front of him, who actually came to an end in less than a month, and a complicated god appeared on everyone's faces.

Raising his head, Ye Chen's gaze moved away from the stone statue, fell on those people, arched slightly, and said calmly: "I have seen all the senior uncles and uncles with the wind!"

Hearing this, everyone calmed down the strangeness in their hearts, and one of the old men who was playing chess got up, looked at Ye Chen for a few moments, and chuckled: "Yes, the peak master has accepted a good apprentice!"

The others also nodded secretly, and Ye Chen smiled faintly......

"Don't worry about me waiting!" the old man smiled faintly, his mind once again immersed in the chessboard in front of him.

The same is true for others, seeing this" Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Maybe it's because of their xìng style that they can achieve what they are today!"

With a slight smile, Ye Chen continued to walk forward, and every time he took n steps, an extremely deep footprint was left on the ground, and it was not until he was less than ten meters away from the stone statue that Ye Chen stopped his figure.

Ye Chen's most familiar thing is undoubtedly the sword intent of the second, third, and fourth generations.

His eyes slowly closed, Ye Chen once again felt these three sword intents, no matter the transformation of the stars, no matter the ebb and flow of the tide, his heart was only immersed in these three sword intents.

Three sword intents appeared in Ye Chen's mind, and in the end, Ye Chen sat directly on the ice.

And when the people around saw this, they smiled faintly, once upon a time, they were the same, in Ye Chen's body, they saw their former shadows.

In the early morning of the fifth day, the weather was rarely clear, and in the gray sky, soft sunlight poured down and fell on Ye Chen's body.

Opening his eyes and looking at the clear sky, Ye Chen muttered softly, "How many more days have passed?"

"Fifth day!" A deep voice sounded in Ye Chen's ears, and when he heard this, Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked, and a slender figure emerged from the sky.

That person's degree was extremely fast, and he was still in the sky a second ago, but in the blink of an eye, that figure came to Ye Chen's body, and it was Huang Wushuang.

Looking at Ye Chen, who had a little more maturity on his face, Huang Wushuang couldn't help but feel a burst of relief, and praised it rarely: "Not bad, I can complete the sword path in just one month!"

For tens of thousands of years, Huang Wushuang asked himself how few people could do Niu Chen, and it was precisely because of this that Huang Wushuang really attached importance to the disciple in front of him.

Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said lightly: "Disciple still needs to work hard!"

"This kid!" Seeing Ye Chen's flat face, Huang Wushuang scolded secretly, paused, and continued: "You feel their sword intent?"

Nodding slightly, Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but have a hint of reminiscence, how did he spend this month?

"The most difficult thing in the world is to perceive the artistic conception, but the artistic conception is not difficult to some extent, if you perceive the sword intent of a certain ancestor and evolve the sword intent into your own sword intent, then hún martial arts are expected?"

Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at Huang Wushuang and still smiled faintly, and muttered softly: "Artistic conception, sword intent?"

"There are countless ancestors buried on this sword path, and their sword intents are also thousands, these sword intents are all terrifying, what do you think of the sword intent of these ancestors?" Huang Wushuang put his hands behind his back and chuckled.

"Very strong sword intent!" Ye Chen recalled, the ancestors of the Sword God Sect buried here were indeed very strong, especially the sword intent.

"Then do you want to choose a sword intent as the main sword intent of your sense?" Huang Wushuang continued to ask.

Hearing this, Ye Chen did not respond to Huang Wushuang, his gaze shifted, and fell on the four huge stone statues in front of him.

"What, do you want to choose the sword intent of the Moon God?" Seeing this, Huang Wushuang chuckled.

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Chen's eyes rarely showed a trace of firmness, he looked at Huang Wushuang, and said with a chuckle: "There are thousands of artistic conceptions, I only take my own realm, and it is definitely not someone else's!"

A hint of laughter flashed in his eyes, Huang Wushuang clapped his hands, and a crisp applause rang out, accompanied by his laughter: "Feeling the artistic conception, the most important thing is to adhere to your own artistic conception, in so many artistic conceptions, you can still stick to your own way, yes, remember, other people's things are someone else's after all, even if you learn someone else's sword intent, it is someone else's!"

"Hmm!" Retracting his purpose, Ye Chen nodded slightly, now that he is facing a strong man like Huang Wushuang, he will not have a trace of turmoil in his heart.

"Come with me!" Turning around, Huang Wushuang turned his back to Ye Chendao, and took the lead in walking towards the endless buildings at the end of the sword path.

Nodding, Ye Chen followed closely, his gaze subconsciously looked towards Xiyue Peak, presumably, there was a person there who was still dancing the sword?

A few moments later, the figures of Huang Wushuang and Ye Chen resurfaced at the peak of the sunset, after a month, the scenery here is still the same, but what has changed is only the blooming snow lotus.

Before he arrived, Ye Chen clearly heard some sword whistles and cold cheers.

Ye Chen looked up, and several figures were waving the stone swords in their hands vigorously, and the stone swords were all gently slashed through the snow lotus petals, but they didn't hurt the petals for a single point.

Those people also noticed the strangeness behind them, and they stopped their bodies one after another, and looked behind them, and at this glance, a stunned look appeared on their faces.

Moon Dance looked at the thin figure in disbelief, especially the eye-catching stone sword, and then rejoiced, and said, "With the wind, have you finished that sword path?"

"It's over!" Ye Chen also smiled, this answer made everyone feel helpless, this kid has only completed the way of the sword in just a few days!a.