The process went smoothly. It only took Mo Wuji a few minutes to slide down a distance of nearly ten feet. When they arrived at this place, even with the help of the hazy moonlight, Mo Wuji could clearly see the half-cut sword.
The hilt of the broken sword was pierced by a mottled iron chain and locked on the cliff. Perhaps due to years of wind and rain erosion, the condition of this half-cut sword was far less good than the half-cut sword he got at Wuhenjian Mountain.
Mo Wuji didn't care at all whether the broken sword was in good or bad condition. What he wants is not the broken sword, he just wants the contents inside the broken sword. Besides, he had no intention of taking away the half-severed sword.
Even though the half-cut sword was right in front of him, Mo Wuji remained calm and even slowed down a bit. This is a habit he has developed through many years of research. The more he wants to succeed, the more cautious he must be.
Just when Mo Wuji was less than one meter away from the broken sword, a powerful force suddenly swept over him. The powerful force directly rolled up Mo Wuji, and then brought him back heavily. It was like a strong wind blowing past, and Mo Wuji was thrown heavily onto the cliff. Even though Mo Wuji had four levels of blood extension, a mouthful of blood came out from the blow, and one of his ribs was immediately broken.
Mo Wuji quickly pulled out the sharp knife and inserted it into the gap in the cliff. Fortunately, this power came and went quickly. He just taught Mo Wuji a lesson and then disappeared without a trace.
Mo Wuji took out an elixir from his pocket and swallowed it, feeling secretly suffocated. There was obviously no wind just now, but he was swept up.
Thinking of the legend about the suction power of Hanging Sword Cliff, Mo Wuji didn't dare to be careless. He waited for nearly a minute, and after making sure that the strong wind was not coming, he slowly went down again.
Two minutes later, Mo Wuji appeared at the level of the broken sword. There was still a dark cliff under his feet, and Mo Wuji could even feel the cold air coming from below. There seemed to be all kinds of weird calls coming from under his feet, giving him goosebumps all over his body.
Mo Wuji knew that this was not necessarily his hallucination. As a fourth-level cultivator, although he was vulnerable to those immortal masters, he was considered a strong one among mortals.
This cliff with a hanging sword was very strange. Mo Wuji carefully lay down on the cliff and did not immediately reach out to grab the broken sword. Instead, he took out a sharp knife and started digging on the cliff. He wanted to dig a place to hide first. If the sudden force comes again, even if he doesn't fall to his death, he will be beaten to death on the cliff by that force.
What's more, the legendary suction power hasn't appeared yet. Once it appears, who knows whether his rope can protect him? This broken sword is placed here. What if he moves the broken sword and causes a chain reaction? There is nothing wrong with being careful. It is still very early before dawn, so it is always right to take more precautions.
The sharp knife flew up and down, and Mo Wuji's fourth level of power quickly dug out a place on the cliff for him to curl up.
When doing this kind of thing, the most important thing Mo Wuji lacks is patience. The teacher who taught him pharmacology on Earth told him that if a person has enough endurance and patience, half of the success will be achieved in advance, and the remaining half depends on strength. If a person is impetuous and eager for success, he will fail 90% of the time before doing anything, and the remaining 10% depends on luck.
This sentence has always been remembered by Mo Wuji, and it was because of this sentence that he achieved a lot of success.
After Mo Wuji dug a place to curl up, he carefully reached out and grabbed the broken sword in his hand.
Everything was calm, there was no strong suction that pulled him under the cliff, and there was no violent force that suddenly swept him away.
Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, still holding the stone wall of the cave he dug out with one hand, and turning over the broken sword with the other.
The hilt of the broken sword was engraved with two faint words, Luoqu. Yin Qianyin really wasn't lying, this was indeed Mo Luoqu's sword. The attentive Mo Wuji soon discovered that the words "Luoqu" were engraved later, and the original handwriting seemed to be covered up. It seems that this sword was not refined by Mo Luoqu. It should be that after Mo Luoqu got it, he liked the sword and engraved his name on it.
The broken edge of the broken sword was covered with moss, but it looked very smooth. Mo Wuji carefully picked it with the sharp knife in his hand. As soon as he picked the moss away, a violent force swept over it.
Even though the cave Mo Wuji dug was very small, the force knocked him against the cave wall and almost broke his arm.
After this wave of power, a more powerful force swept in. This time, the power came from the ground. A powerful suction force directly caught Mo Wuji and pulled Mo Wuji down.
Mo Wuji's scalp exploded, and he used all his strength to hold on to the wall of the cave. Fortunately, the strong suction force only pulled Mo Wuji down vertically, otherwise, no matter how hard Mo Wuji used to hold the cave wall, he would be rolled down directly.
"Crack..." The sound of Mo Wuji's left leg bone breaking came, and Mo Wuji clenched his teeth to hold on to his body.
He was secretly glad in his heart. If he hadn't carefully dug such a hiding place, with this terrifying suction, the rope he fixed would probably have been pulled up and even the iron stakes would have been pulled up and swept into the depths of the Hanging Sword Cliff. Even if he wasn't pulled up, his body would be torn apart under this force.
After half an hour, the strong suction gradually disappeared, and Mo Wuji swallowed another pill. Quickly use the tip of the knife to pick up the moss on the broken sword.
The moss on the broken sword was lifted, and it seemed to be a smooth place. Mo Wuji carefully used the tip of the knife to pick at the flat part of the fracture a few times, and sure enough, a small crack was opened by Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji did not widen the gap, but took out a hook and inserted it. In just one time, he used the hook to pull out a roll of thin silk that was exactly the same as his own.
Holding back the surprise in his heart, Mo Wuji put the thin silk into his pocket, and then restored the place he picked out. When the broken area no longer looked strange, he carefully restored the moss.
Maybe what he did was useless, but Mo Wuji didn't care. Everything you do must be done with caution and meticulousness. Sometimes a little carelessness, or something that you think is impossible, happens to happen.
This broken sword has been hanging here for who knows how many years. Maybe no one will pay attention to it for many more years. Mo Wuji didn't think so. Since he could discover the secret of the broken sword, it couldn't be ruled out that someone else would discover the same thing.
After doing everything properly, Mo Wuji gently let go of the broken sword. The moment he let go of the broken sword, the violent power from before appeared again. Mo Wuji was still curled up in the cave he dug, waiting for this powerful force to disappear.
It took another half an hour before the huge suction slowly disappeared. Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, and after waiting for a few more minutes, he tightened the rope and prepared to leave.
It's a pity that the cave he dug cannot be filled back. Otherwise, he will definitely fill the cave before leaving.
With Mo Wuji's strength at the fourth level of Tuomai, without the influence of external forces, he pulled the rope and landed on the cliff again in just a few minutes. Putting away the rope again, Mo Wuji carefully inserted the sharp knife back into his boot.
He stole this sharp knife from Hu Fei, and it has saved his life many times. Now that Mo Wuji was on the fourth level of Tumai, he had already seen how extraordinary this sharp knife was. Although it is not a treasure, it is not something that an ordinary iron shop can create.
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