At night, in front of the hall of hengyuezong, there are a lot of swaying figures.
Although they are all monks who can use spiritual power to dissolve the wine, too many people still don''t want to be drunk. They still enjoy the feeling.
I don''t know how long, the shadow of the mountain gradually left.
Ye Chen and his nine people did not return to their respective peaks, but were taken to an underground palace by Yang Dingtian.
At the moment, they are standing in front of a huge stone gate, which is sealed and has an ancient flavor. It is densely covered with runes. There are two Taishang elders guarding the gate.
"What a mysterious breath." Ye Chen took a look and couldn''t help exclaiming.
"Master, what is this place?" Here, situ Nan has already resolved the wine, looked at the stone gate, and hid his eyes on Yang Dingtian.
"The palace of myriad treasures."
"The palace of myriad arts?" People look at me and I look at you. It''s easy to see from their eyes that they don''t know that hengyuezong has this place.
"The palace of myriad arts has been in existence since the establishment of Hengyue sect." Knowing that all the people were puzzled, Yang Dingtian said with a gentle smile, "this hall gathers the feelings and artistic conception of our ancestors of Hengyue. Most of them are esoteric and mysterious techniques, but also have an understanding of cultivation. They are treasures of our Hengyue sect."
"There is such a good place." Everyone''s eyes brightened.
"A good place, a good place." The most exciting is Ye Chen, who is ready to copy many mysterious skills in the palace of ten thousand skills.
Hum! Hum!
Here, the huge stone gate has been slowly opened, a mysterious gas and a turbulent atmosphere of vicissitudes.
"Go in! Don''t be greedy for more than nine days. " Yang Dingtian smiles gently.
"OK!" Si Yang''s words are still gone.
Later, Liu Yi, Nie Feng and nangongyue also went in one after another.
Ye Chen row to the last, also followed the steps to go in.
As soon as he came in, ye Chen felt a light in front of him. There was a boundary here. The air was full of mysterious air. Moreover, there were a lot of artistic conception interwoven here. Even if he didn''t use xianlunyan, he could easily catch it.
"It''s you. It''s you." Situ Nan, who was the first one to come in, seemed to have captured a good artistic conception of metaphysics. He had already sat on the ground with his knees crossed, and then closed his eyes to comprehend.
Liu Yi, Nie Feng and nangongyue also found their favorite secret method, and then sat cross legged at that place and quietly understood it.
Seeing this, ye Chen is not idle and walks towards the inside.
There was a huge space in the hall of ten thousand skills, and he did not make progress. He could see a kind of mysterious air floating through. Every mysterious air contained a kind of artistic conception of metaphysics, or the understanding of cultivation.
"Hunyuan seal."
"The palm of nature."
"Lingxiao refers to."
Ye Chen found a lot of artistic conception of secret arts all the way down the road, but he didn''t sit down and understand them. For him, all his mysterious skills are chicken ribs.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Soon, the clank of the sword sounded, which made him stop.
In front of us, there are thousands of mysterious Qi flying back and forth, and each of them is extremely fierce. Needless to say, these mysterious Qi carry the secret skills of the sword, and the number is not small.
"That''s it." Ye Chen stepped over and sat on the ground, drawing the artistic conception of each sword.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Those mysterious spirits carrying the secret skills of the sword seemed to be spiritually drawn by Ye Chen and gathered towards him one after another, lingering around him. The clanking sound of the sword was very harsh.
Ye Chen''s mind is empty and clear, and he will escape into the secret state of each sword.
He found that the secrets of these swords include attack, defense and skill. Although each has its own merits, it also has its own way to the same goal, which is infinitely mysterious.
"That''s good." Ye Chen''s mouth appeared a smile, completely immersed in it.
Everything is going on in an orderly way. The nine disciples of zhenzhuan are in a certain field, meditating and understanding. They become very quiet.
........。
Jade girl peak, jade lady Pavilion.
Chu xuan''er sat there, holding her cheek in one hand, looking at Chu ling''er beside her, she said with a smile, "my good sister, are you not going to say anything?"
"Oh, sister, do you have to hold on to this matter?" Chu ling''er was flushed with shame.
"It''s not that I hold on to it. You have to show your attitude about it."
"Watch... What kind of state." Chu ling''er''s face was even more red, and she could not help but lower her head and faltered.
"Linger, don''t pretend to be confused!" Chuxuan''er laughed again. She stood up and thought about going outside. "I''ll give you a few days to think about it. If you agree, sister, I''ll prepare for your wedding right away."Wedding!
Hearing these two words, Chu ling''er couldn''t help but look up at Chu xuan''er, who kept going away. She pursed her lips and whispered, "but sister, it''s you that he likes."
..........。
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
In the hall of myriad arts, ye Chen has been sitting for three days.
In the meantime, he never got up.
During this period, he continued to pull the mysterious Qi, capture the artistic conception inside, and meditate.
In the artistic conception, ye Chen constantly re evolves and deduces the mysteries of many sword''s Secret skills with immortal wheel eyes, so as to find their origin. The words are complicated and simple, and it is easy to find the essence of them.
"There are innate vigorous Qi and eight trigrams array in defense. There are Fengshen Jue and eight wasteland chopping in single attack, but I have great magic power of group attack." Closed eyes, ye Chen has been murmuring.
"Is it possible to mix so many sword secrets into one
"Sword, the head of a hundred soldiers, is elegant and sharp."
"I want to cast ten thousand swords, turn one sword into ten thousand swords, and turn ten thousand swords into one."
"Wanjian, Chaozong."
"It''s you." Ye Chen once again showed a smile.
This time, his mind constantly roamed through the artistic conception of many swords, mixing the essence of many sword''s Secret skills together, and deducing and evolving through the eye of immortal wheel.
He sat here for another three days.
On the sixth day, there was a change around his body. There was the sound of the sword and the clang of the sword. It was not the clanging of one sword, but the clanging of many swords, which was very harsh.
On the seventh day, he got up slowly, but still did not open his eyes.
Zheng!
With the clang of a sword, Chixiao sword appeared in his hand and was dancing slowly by him.
Next, it''s a long process.
While immersed in the artistic conception of the sword, he waved the Chixiao sword. Sometimes his movements were slow and swift, his sword was silent and clanging, and his moves were fierce and insipid.
In this way, two days passed quietly.
"Last day, gone, gone." It was situ Nan who was the first to stand up, but he was still in a good mood. It seems that he learned a good secret method in the nine days of Wanshu palace.
"It''s very natural." Shi Yan also got up.
"I feel my whole mood has been sublimated." Night such as snow also ended, slowly came, dimple like flowers, look at her expression, in the nine days seems not idle, learned a good secret.
"Let''s go!" In addition, Liu Yi, Nie Feng and nangongyue also came here in succession. They were in a good mood.
"Why? Ye Chen When they got together, situ Nan swept around, but he didn''t find Ye Chen.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
When they were surprised, the clang of swords sounded in the depths of the palace of myriad arts. It seemed that many swords were neighing at the same time, which was very harsh.
"Is it the boy?"
"Go and see."