"Miss Ye, let's find a seat too."

Kang Zhe couldn't wait to come up, so naturally he wouldn't leave empty-handed.

He had also comprehended this stone wall several times before, but he didn't gain much, so he stopped coming later.

If Ye Yuxi hadn't planned to come up this time, he wouldn't have taken the initiative.

When Kang Zhe finished speaking, a mountain wind suddenly blew from a distance.

This place was originally in the mountains, so it was not surprising that there was wind, but this wind was unusual.

Whoosh whoosh!

When the mountain wind passed over the stone tablet, it brought the sound of sword roars, as if a top master was dancing his sword skills.

Ever-changing, infinitely mysterious.

Ye Yuxi's shoulders trembled, as if she had caught something when the sound of the howling sword was remembered, but she felt like she hadn't caught it.

The ambiguous feeling that she was about to have an epiphany made her subconsciously put more energy into that voice.

Ye Yuxi felt the artistic conception mixed in the wind, and the others also felt different things.

The long hair of the woman in white suddenly danced in the wind, as if she was following the wind, and a flow of luck rose around her body.

Obviously, what this woman practiced was a water attribute technique.

As for the other two Tianjiao, the one who copied the handwriting changed his elegant sitting posture just now, and used the pen as a sword to stab a set of exquisite swordsmanship.

The burly man sitting cross-legged in meditation didn't react when the wind sounded, but his aura became more stable.

Let your wind howl, I will stand still.

Unfortunately, the mountain wind only lasted for a short moment, less than half a stick of incense, the wind gradually died down.

The sound of howling swords mixed in the wind also dissipated.

Ye Yuxi's apparently sluggish beautiful eyes regained a bit of radiance, and strange colors flashed in her eyes one after another.

Exquisite!

What a wonderful artistic conception!

Moreover, the artistic conception here is different from the artistic conception of those stone monuments in the core area on the mountainside, in that it is not just an artistic conception.

Just like the mountain wind just now, Ye Yuxi at least smelled the three spiritual attributes of water, wind, and earth from it.

In addition, there is the artistic conception of the sword.

Ye Yuxi's weapon is also a sword, just after hearing the sound of the sword howling, Ye Yuxi felt that she had a deeper understanding of the control of the mother-child twin swords.

It's like, before, I just used the sharpness of this sword, but now I'm thinking about how to use the sword's power.

Once the sword form is formed, Ye Yuxi may reach the state where there is no sword in his hand but a sword in his heart.

At that time, every plant and tree can be used as a sword, relying on the power of the sword.

"Exquisite!" Ye Yuxi recalled it in her mind, and exclaimed again.

This time, Ye Yuxi's words did not arouse Kang Zhe's response. Young Master Kang had already walked up to the stone wall and read the words on it.

Without Kang Zhe's further explanation, Ye Yuxi had already found the source of the artistic conception just now, Shibi.

Looking up at the center of the stone wall, when Ye Yuxi saw the specific content of those words, her pupils suddenly enlarged.

The black pupils filled almost all the whites of the eyes, Ye Yuxi even forgot to breathe under the excessive surprise.

"This is... a poem?!!"

The astonishment in Ye Yuxi's heart couldn't be increased, she slowly pricked her eyes, and looked at the stone tablet again.

That's right, there is a poem on the stone wall.

boom!

When Ye Yuxi's mental power touched those handwritings, the sound of rushing water resounded in Ye Yuxi's mind.

At the same time, Ye Yuxi almost subconsciously read the content of the poem.