The effort of a few sentences.

Everyone has been taken by Pei Lun to a deep valley deep in the Xuantian Sword Sect. In the middle of the valley, a broken monument stands impressively!

It is the Xuantian Sword Monument!

After more than half an era, the sword stele is covered with moss, and the blue-grey material of the sword stele itself can still be faintly seen.

The most conspicuous.

It is the sword mark that runs diagonally through the body of the sword monument. It is flat and straight, like a large "one" character.

“The material is quite good.”

With Dugu Yun's ability, he could see the extraordinary material of this sword stele at the first sight, and said in surprise: "Even in the upper realm, this sword stele must be among the treasures, but when it appears in the lower realm, it is different.

Ordinary..."

"The material is okay. The sword is not!"

Dugu Yun glanced at the sword mark, shook his head and said, "Rather than saying it is a sword mark, it is better to say it was scribbled by a child."

The charm of the sword marks has been lost.

He looked sloppily again.

Naturally, it is difficult to see the mystery hidden in it for a while.

"One thing to say."

Pei Lun put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "This sword mark is still very straight, and it is usually impossible for a child to draw it."

Dugu Yun: "?"

Wait!

Sooner or later I'll kill you with narrow eyes!

"Well said."

Dugu Xin also took a look at the sword mark, nodded in agreement: "This sword mark is indeed ordinary, exaggerated, and shouldn't enjoy such great praise... huh?"

The words are not finished yet.

He seemed to have noticed something wrong and took another look.

"Something's wrong!"

Then came the third eye.

"This sword mark is weird!"

After three eyes, his eyes grew on the sword monument.

"hiss!!!"
Chapter completed!