Twilight!
The shock in Ning Chen's heart couldn't be further added. There was no doubt that the person sitting at the end of the world was the sword of Huangcheng.
"Junior Ning Chen, I have met Senior Mubai, and I was rude just now. I hope you forgive me."
After regaining his senses, Ning Chen immediately broke down in cold sweat, bowed respectfully, and sincerely apologized.
If a person is going to be unlucky, he will stab his teeth when he drinks cold water. I didn't expect that he can provoke a monster of this level with a casual scolding.
"You haven't answered my question yet," Mu Bai said lightly.
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "No, she still doesn't remember anything."
Hearing the answer, Mu Bai stopped asking more, his eyes narrowed, and he continued to wait for the sea of chaotic fog to condense.
Ning Chen didn't dare to disturb him, nor did he dare to practice his sword, so he could only wander around in the sea of fog.
The Chaos Sea of Fog is a very special place, like a sea of fog, and walking in it is like stepping on the water.
After wandering around for a long time, Ning Chen's body slowly sank, wanting to see what was underneath.
The chaotic fog sea is bottomless, and the visibility is low and scary, just like being in the boundless ocean, making people terrified.
Gradually, the oppression from all directions became stronger and stronger, and waves of severe pain came from within Ning Chen's body, apparently reaching the limit of endurance.
The body of immortality has no effect here. The ubiquitous pressure will squeeze everything into pieces, and no special physique will work.
Just when Ning Chen couldn't hold on anymore and was about to float upwards, he saw not far below, an unusually thick fog floating up and down, very peculiar.
The sudden spectacle made Ning Chen curious, forcibly endured the pain in his body, and sank again.
The tighter you lean on, the clearer the fog will be. About ten feet in a circle, a dark gray vortex slowly rotates. At the center, pieces of ice and snow begin to condense, which is extremely bizarre.
Ning Chen reached out to touch it, but when he touched the outermost fog, he couldn't go any further.
"what the hell"
A strange color flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, this fog was obviously different from the surrounding, condensing from all sides to the center, which was amazing.
The pressure around him was getting bigger and bigger, Ning Chen didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly floated up.
Within heaven and earth, it was already late, and Mu Bai was still sitting there waiting, ignoring everything else.
Not long after Ning Chen came up, the sea of fog began to sink, and after a while, it disappeared from sight.
After night fell, Ning Chen went out to look for Ruoshui again. The land in the extreme east was too large, and it would not take a day or two to make a river.
That night, Ning Chen also found nothing. Before dawn, he returned to the sea of fog.
Inside and outside the world, the two of them are like a parallel line, no one cares about the other, Ning Chen doesn't dare, and Mu Bai doesn't care at all.
In the heart of the sword in the deserted city, there is only the sword, and the rest are not important.
During the day, Ning Chen had nothing else to do, so he sank into the sea of fog and watched the changes in the fog. His intuition told him that this thing must not be simple.
A warrior's intuition is like a woman's sixth sense. Sometimes, it is more important than anything else.
The fog vortex is constantly shrinking, from ten feet to eight feet, and more and more parts are solidified at the center. It is obvious that this great whirlpool must have been amazingly large at the beginning, and now it has reached its final moment.
For the next seven days, Ning Chen went out to look for traces of Weak Water at sunset, and then sank to the bottom of the foggy sea during the day to watch this strange vision.
On the eighth day, when the vortex shrunk to ten feet, the speed suddenly slowed down. Instead, the dark gray solid in the center gathered faster and faster, like ice crystals, growing rapidly.
Ning Chen's eyes flashed, there was no doubt that he had discovered something extraordinary.
It should be very soon after this thing is fully formed. He also wants to see what this thing will look like when it takes shape.
After another three days, Ning Chen stopped for a night after searching for most of the far east. He knew that the thing in the depths of the sea of fog would fully grow tonight.
At the end of the world, Mu Bai, who had been sitting silently, also stood up and looked at the chaotic foggy sea three thousand feet below. The breath around him slowly woke up, just like a peerless sharp sword unsheathed, even the world lost its color.
Ning Chen stood in the distance, watching Huangcheng's sword unsheathed, with a dignified expression, in the world, if anyone in the world has the deepest understanding of kendo, it must be Mu Bai.
At this moment, three thousand feet below, the chaotic sea of fog rose violently with the sunset and the ebb tide, and it appeared in front of the two of them again after a while.
The sea of fog changed, thunder came into the world, and a terrifying thunderstorm turned the sea of fog in front of it into a sea of thunder and raging waves. The next moment, Mu Bai moved, and only pointed out a finger. In an instant, everything seemed to be still, and a sword light that could not be said appeared. It was very small at first, and it became stronger and stronger as it moved forward. The sword of slashing the sky, with a bang
, cut the thunder and the sea of fog.
In the distance, Ning Chen looked at this shocking sword, and his heart was shocked. Is this a sword
Chao Wendao, it's okay to die in the evening, the way of the sword is brilliant and fascinating.
In the past, he did not understand why there were so many sages who spent their entire lives to prove their own way. Today, when he saw Mu Bai's sword, he knew the infinite charm.
In the sea of fog that was cut open, an apricot tree-like dark gray ice crystal appeared, flawless and intoxicating.
Ning Chen managed to suppress his urge to go up and grab it, and his eyes were burning at the unique treasure in this world.
In the distance, Mu Bai took a step, walking step by step in front of the sea of fog ice crystals, waved his hand, shaking it away.
Ning Chen was stunned, not knowing why, isn't this a prodigal son
"wrong again"
Mu Bai sighed softly, waved the ice crystal back into the sea of fog, then walked back and waited for the next birth.
Ning Chen was incomprehensible. Looking at Mu Bai, he dared to ask, "Senior Mu Bai, why are you doing this?"
Mu Bai said lightly, "What I want to forge is a sword, not a tree."
Hearing the answer, Ning Chen still felt distressed in his heart, and said, "The sword is the ultimate, isn't everything a sword?"
Mu Bai glanced at the former like an idiot, and said slowly, "Who taught you this bullshit, a sword is a sword, and nothing can replace it"
Ning Chen really wanted to say something, it was written like this in the books of the previous life, but he swallowed the words again.
"There are so many shapes in the world, when will you wait until you encounter a sword in the world?" Ning Chen couldn't help asking.
"I don't know." Mu Bai shook his head and said, "Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, one day we can wait."
When chaos condenses, there will be a moment when it is the most vulnerable. This is also the only moment when the sword is cast. Unfortunately, after several times in a row, he has not waited for the desired sword tire.
Ning Chen doesn't know what to say, this kind of perseverance is truly unique in the world, sitting here just to wait for a sword that I don't know will appear, it's incredible to think about.
"Senior Mubai, this junior wants to ask you, have you ever seen Ruoshui in the Far East?" Ning Chen finally had a chance to speak, and Ning Chen didn't want to miss it, so he quickly asked.
Mu Bai didn't wrinkle lightly, she thought about it and said, "It seems to be there, but it's been too long and I forgot where it was."
"… "
Ning Chen was overjoyed at first, and then he wanted to hit the wall with anger, so he would continue to search aimlessly.
The land of the extreme east is too big, and then at the end of the world, it is not surprising where the weak water appears.
"Senior Mubai, have you broken through the innate?"
It was getting late, and it was too late to go out to look for it. Ning Chen sat at the end of the world and asked a question that the whole world was guessing.
"I don't know," Mu Bai said calmly.
"… "
Ning Chen was very helpless, it was difficult to continue such a conversation.
"Senior Mubai, is my sword really that bad?"
"Unsightly," Mu Bai answered honestly.
"… "
"Senior Mu Bai, how do your three disciples' sword cultivation compare with mine?" Ning Chen asked boredly.
"Except Jian Yi, the other two are half a catty with you," Mu Bai replied.
"Where's Mu Chengxue?" Ning Chen asked.
"She doesn't follow the way of kendo, the sword is just a weapon to her," Mu Bai replied.
"Aren't you angry?"
"Everyone has their own way, she is not suitable for kendo, she can't force it"
…
That night, Ning Chen asked a lot of questions, and Mu Bai was surprisingly patient, answering them one by one.
Maybe it was because he had been lonely for a long time, maybe it was pleasing to the eye, but Ning Chen couldn't tell why, anyway, such an opportunity would only be this time in his life, don't ask for nothing.
In fact, his relationship with Huangcheng is really not very good. Jian Liuying wanted to kill him several times, and Jian Er also fought with him. Even Mu Chengxue is still waiting for the day when he can kill him.
Except for Jian Yi, who has never been able to meet, the descendants of the entire barren city have basically played with him.
"Senior Mubai, do you hate Daxia?" Ning Chen calmed down and asked in a serious tone.
"The change of dynasties is inevitable, why should you hate it?" Mu Bai asked rhetorically.
Ning Chen was asked, everyone knows these big truths, but if it really happens to him, who can deal with it calmly.
The morning light in the east was about to shine, Ning Chen got up and walked into the sea of fog.
"You can't see the light?" Mu Bai asked for the first time.
"En." Ning Chen nodded and replied.
"Have you regretted it?" Mu Bai asked calmly.
"No." Ning Chen shook his head and said.
Mu Bai nodded and said, "You are qualified to use a sword"
After speaking, Mu Bai stopped talking, and sat quietly at the end of the world, continuing to wait for the next change of shape to be born.
Ning Chen got the answer and practiced his sword carefully in the sea of fog. With his current body, he couldn't practice it, so he could only practice the sword.
Mojian Guanghua, flashing in the sea of fog, every move, ruthless and cold, bringing out one after another fierce killing light.
The surrounding sea of fog was driven by the sword light and violently surging.
Suddenly, Mu Bai raised his hand, the heaven and the earth suddenly froze, a sword appeared in front of him, and it was in front of him in an instant.
Ning Chen was horrified and wanted to hide, but he felt that his body was not obeying his orders and could not move.
The moment the sword touched his body, it all dissipated, and the restraint on Ning Chen disappeared.
Just now, he really felt the breath of death, so close. "Thank you for your pointers"