Su Wen finally came to Beiyin Mountain, only Fang Yunqi and the three followed, and the people of the Retrograde Dao and the Purple Armor Forbidden Army disappeared like evaporation from the world after that night, along with Zhou Buyan and Dong Changping.

Entering the mountain, Su Wen only felt that he was walking forward as if he was familiar with the road, and soon he met Chen Chang'an, who had been waiting for a long time, standing in front of him with a bamboo tube in his hand.

"What about the Qigui people?" Su Wen asked, if someone deliberately lured the Qigui and them to Beiyin Mountain, then it was not the Zhou family, but only the elegant and easy-going middle-aged man in front of him.

"They're not here. Chen Changan said, "You go to a place with me first." ”

Su Wenmeng took a step back and said coldly: "If I can't see them, I won't go anywhere." ”

"If you don't go, you won't see them in your life. Chen Changan said unreasonably, and even Liu Sanxiao on the side was surprised that the always gentle master suddenly became so tough.

After Chen Changan finished speaking, he turned around and left directly, and Su Wen said foul language, but finally followed quickly.

When the fog dispersed, few people came in the mountains, but this mountain road was clearly artificial, with sharp traces of stone axes, Chen Changan walked in front without saying a word, Su Wen had to pull Liu Sanxiao, and whispered: "Do you know where Qigui is?"

"This. Liu Sanxiao smiled awkwardly, looked back at the master's back, and only threw Su Wen an ambiguous response, "You can naturally see them if you do what my master says." ”

"Hmph. Su Wen snorted, knowing that he couldn't ask from the mouths of these two masters and apprentices, so he quietly summoned Fang Yunqi to see if the other party had any means.

However, the other party looked at him with disdain, shook his head and said: "Who do you think I am?

As he was talking, Chen Changan suddenly stopped, there was a stone platform in front of him that looked like an altar, the moment Su Wen entered his eyes, the sea of knowledge suddenly set off a monstrous wave, the scene in the dream became clearer and clearer at this moment, he was lying on the stone platform, the sky in the distance exploded a gap, bright red liquid poured down from the gap in the firmament, blood flooded the world, no one panicked, but all of them worshiped towards the stone platform, the piercing coldness poured into Su Wen's body, all the feelings were so clear, and suddenly everything in front of him dissipated, and changed into the appearance of the back shade mountain again, and at this moment he was standing in front of the stone platform unconsciously, reaching out to stroke the lines on it。

"Here?"

"Burial Sendai. Chen Changan said indifferently.

"Immortal?" Su Wen slowly looked up at the sky, but felt that what he said was really ridiculous, if there was really an immortal in time, who would dare to bury it, and suddenly the lines on the stone platform slowly changed, like mountains and rivers, and like stars turning, but half of it was always missing.

"Finish drawing it. Chen Changan said.

Su Wen slowly brushed over the changing lines, and the handwriting he carved on the wall in the cave, but these lines seemed to be more powerful, as if they had only been carved by someone for a short time, and he could still feel the charm of the other party's pen power.

He rubbed the two temples, took out the raw flower pen from his arms, and did not rush to write, but followed those lines like in the cave, and the pen was sometimes urgent and slow, sometimes like the mountains and flowing water, sometimes like the embroidery girl threading the needle delicate and small, Fang Yunqi and the three looked at Su Wen, who seemed to be enchanted, I don't know what he was doing, but he could feel that every time the other party wrote a stroke, the fog around his body was clear, and the ground under his feet seemed to respond with the other party's breathing.

For half an hour, Su Wen never stopped brushing the dragon and snake over and over again, and memorized half of the lines on the stone platform without seeking to understand the rolling melon, but he didn't dare to cross the moat from beginning to end, and the point of regularity was up to the end.

An hour later, Su Wen finally stopped writing, but the whole person was like a serious illness, sweat like rain, his lips were blue and he sat on the ground, exhaling cold, and the seven spiritual palaces in his body were running at the same time, especially the seventh palace Xuandan Palace went straight to the dantian, one of which was a large black water swaying, stirring the entire spiritual palace like a pool of ink, and the ink came out of the palace gate and poured into the limbs and hundreds of bones along the meridians.

However, when the ink poured into the Liuzhu Palace, it was blocked by the blue light and shadow, and the rippling water ripple halo instantly dispersed the ink like a thick hair, and the blue and black colors in Su Wen's body seemed to blend into a Taoist Tai Chi pattern, and at this moment, Su Wen's whole person was also black and blue.

Taoist Taiji black and white double fish blend can give birth to all things, black and white yin and yang, is the way of heaven, but in the classics of Ling Tiangong there is another saying, from the mouth of the sub-sage, heaven and earth are divided, clear and clear rise to the sky, turbid and heavy sink to the earth, the sky and water are blue, the earth is wide gray and black, and the sky and black are divided into heaven and earth.

The light and shadow are staggered, Su Wen's breathing gradually eases evenly, the blood color recovers, Fang Yunqi's atmosphere does not dare to come out, compared to Qin Tong's anxiousness, he knows very well the state of the other party, that is the only way to enter the divine thought, but when he saw the other party for the first time, except for the slightly stronger mental power, there is no half-divided divine thought, if it is not difficult to say that a person from one to two, but if you want to create something out of nothing, it can be called a miracle, why the divine thought is ranked second on the list of hearing the Tao, it is because it is different from the rest of the supernatural powers, it cannot be taught by words and deeds, it can only be understood but not spoken, and monks with full mental power are rareIn this way, the Divine Mind Master has become a wonder like no other, and when Su Wen refused Du Changhe's apprenticeship, in the eyes of many people, it was simply the most foolish decision since the opening of heaven and earth.

And at this moment, Su Wen just copied the little divine thoughts and artistic conceptions left in the lines of his predecessors to resonate with it, but the resonance is resonant, this stone platform has a history of at least a thousand years, and the traces of the years on it are even more vicissitudes, but even the little artistic conception left by the thousands of years is so terrifying, so that Su Wen is almost addicted to it and can't extricate himself, it is enough to imagine what strength the ancestor should be.

Su Wen slowly got up after breathing for a while, and wanted to open his mouth with a question in his heart, but Chen Changan and Liu Sanxiao had already left, so he had to walk to the stone platform again, his eyes were staring, and there seemed to be an inch of ink extending behind the half of the lines, that is to say, he finally took the first step from copying, although it was imperceptible, but it was really left a stroke, Su Wen did not have Fang Yunqi's erudition, only knew that Fang Cai himself seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, more crazy than in the cave, at that moment he felt omnipotent, between the stroke of the pen, the world and the world, all living beings are the color of his pen, but in the last moment, he saw the blood-colored skeleton again, the hollow eyes glared like thunder piercing through his body and woke him up.

"Shopkeeper, it's okay!" Fang Yunqi asked softly.

Su Wen shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm hungry, you can go get some food! ”

After the three of them left, Su Wen turned over and sat on the stone platform, lying on his back in the posture of the dream, but nothing happened, but the moment he got up, the half of the lines were imprinted on his back like a rubbing, invading the body.

"Whether it's a dream or not, who carved the lines on it, and why it feels so familiar to me. Su Wen muttered to himself and put the shenghua pen in his hand again, the Xuandan Palace ran slowly, and the ink-colored pen suspended in the palace flashed away, only to see the ink color of the shenghua pen tip.

"Do you want me to write it?"

The shenghua pen buzzed, Su Wen nodded in response, and the Yongzi Eight Methods that had long dissipated in the sea reappeared, the golden carp looked up obsessively, its tail paddled the water, and the tip of the pen clicked, as if the ink was dripping into the clear water and spreading instantly, Su Wen didn't know what to write, not to mention that his words were very ugly, so he wanted to draw, and paint along the scattered ink.

A green pine, that is what Su Wen saw the most in the wooden house, has been complaining that the green pine blocked all the scenery outside the window, after the green pine is a stream, next to the stream he began to learn the sword, understand that the sword is not just a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, there is a sword momentum, there is also a sword intent, the stream flows to the end is a big red door, the big red door of the school, the big red door of the courtyard, the red door opens, the ink in the back even he can't think of what to paint, the dark mass, like the ink spots that are directly dripping, and like the sun overhead, just pitch black, and the first half of the painting does not match at all, Su Wen looked at it quietly, and always felt that there was something missing, so he wrote his name neatly at the edge of the stone platform.

Only at the end of the last stroke, the stone platform shook violently, a touch of golden liquid slurry flowed along the lines on it, Su Wen wanted to retreat but found that his body seemed to be frozen and still, watching the gold wrapped together with his name, a fine light shot out from the black sun, piercing his eyebrows.

......

The green pine next to the Cangzhou wooden house grew strangely, squeezing half of the wooden house, an unnamed stream in Baizhou flowed back, setting off bursts of splashes, revealing countless split gravel underneath, the pair of Vermilion Bird Xuanwu beasts on the big red door of the school overflowed, turning into a two-headed divine beast virtual image and moving in the air, the disciples of the two academies all looked up and marveled, this is a vision that only exists when the school enters the examination, Qi Dongyang, who came back from the Moon Viewing Building, looked at the new red gate of the Hengyuan, and was surprised, when did the group of lazy guys become diligent.

Qiong Jing had nothing to do, and re-flipped the two lists of the Yuedan Evaluation, the top of the Dan Rating List was still the Shoufu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but the handwriting on it became more and more faint, followed by the Southern Tang Dynasty Muliang King, and then the Southern Tang Dynasty, until the ninth place did not see Li Zaizhong, the tenth Li Zaixiao, so it seems that Li Zaizhong is indeed not worse than Li Zaixiao, or even stronger, and he turned directly to the end without patience, a name made him eye-catching, Su Wen, just when he flipped to the other party's name jumped from the last to the fiftieth, at the same time, above the monthly review, the word Su Wen moved to the thirtieth place, and it was very abrupt to be in a group of Lichen realm, Qiong Jing chuckled unconsciously。

"Su Chengyun, how can it be so easy to ask for the cinnabar of my Ling Tian Palace, the longevity strategy will eventually belong to me. ”