Standing in the sea of fog, Ning Chen carefully recalled the previous sword. Only after experiencing it personally, will he know how terrifying the sword was.
Can't avoid it, can't stop it, and don't even have a chance to react.
At that moment, it was as if the heaven and the earth were frozen, motionless.
Mu Bai didn't say anything else, this sword was returned for Mu Chengxue, and this was the only thing he could do as an elder.
As for how much the young man in front of him can comprehend, it is not something he has to consider.
Ning Chen was really stumped. For a whole day, his brows were furrowed, but he never let go.
After experiencing this sword personally, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand could no longer pierce a sword, and he found that he could no longer use a sword.
When the night fell, the ink sword was sheathed and inserted at the end of heaven and earth. Ning Chen traveled far to find the trace of Ruoshui.
He doesn't know how to use a sword, and carrying this sword is just a burden.
For the next three days, Ning Chen never touched the ink sword at the end of the world. He stood in the sea of fog all day recalling that sword, frowning and motionless, as if he was in a daze.
Where is he wrong
Beneath the sea of chaotic fog, a larger whirlpool is constantly rotating, and new things are condensing, but this time I don't know what it is.
After that night, Mu Bai never said a word, just sat there and waited quietly.
On the fourth day, Ning Chen tried to pull out the ink sword, but after several attempts, he still didn't know how to use the sword.
It is impossible for the heaven and the earth to be fixed. He felt this, and it was undoubtedly an illusion.
At that moment, he also felt that his body was out of control, as if the spirit and the body were separated.
It's fast, but it's not exactly. That sword is obviously one point slower than when Mu Chengxue made the sword, but he didn't feel that way when facing Mu Chengxue.
Just like the sword that Mu Bai slashed through the sea of fog, it was obviously weak at first, but later became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into an invincible sword.
A little bit of time passed, and when the sun was about to set, Ning Chen, who had been silent, slowly raised the ink sword in his hand. Suddenly, the sea of fog tumbled and turned violently.
Before the sword came out, the sword intent went first, and a moment later, a sword swept out, and the sea of mist separated three feet tall in an instant.
"Oh?"
With a sigh of admiration, a gleam of approval flashed across Mu Bai's eyes. Although his understanding was normal, his concentration was not bad. After so long, he finally stabbed the first sword.
The true meaning of the sword is fast, accurate, and focused. Simply pursuing moves will only go farther and farther.
People in the world pay too much attention to moves and ignore the most essential essence. The more complicated sword moves, the more energy is wasted.
The true meaning of the sword, at first, only existed in this simple stab.
If you can't even do the first sword well, learning the sword for a hundred years is equivalent to not learning it.
Three feet, the length of a sword, is also the beginning of learning the sword. He has been learning the sword for forty years before he can open the chaos. This son's first sword can open three feet, which is not bad.
He remembered that in the past, Jian Er's first sword opened up the deserted river, and it also opened three feet. Jian San has not yet done it. Only Jian Yi has the highest understanding, and the first sword opened thirteen feet.
Mu Chengxue does not practice kendo, but talent and understanding are hard to find in ancient and modern times, and a single sword cut off the barren river of Baizhang.
In the sea of chaotic fog, Ning Chen naturally didn't know this, looking at the ink sword in his hand, he fell into contemplation.
He seemed to want to understand some things, but there were more things he didn't understand.
He can drive Chaos three feet, but only three feet.
Before the sword, even a single point, he couldn't do it.
That night, after Ning Chen landed on land, he held his sword and bowed respectfully towards Mu Bai.
"Senior Mubai, this junior is leaving, thank you again for your guidance."
Last night, he found the trace of Ruoshui. After tonight, whether he can find the other side flower or not, he will not come back.
Mu Bai didn't respond, what he should have said, has already been said overnight, and there is nothing more to say.
Ning Chen left in the ghost sedan chair, the ink sword was scabbard behind his waist, he had never looked for the far east, and the place for a moment. It's just that time is short, and he didn't go in to look for it.
The ghost sedan traveled southwest and passed by quickly, and when the bright moon hung high, it reached the canyon.
The barren canyon, with nothing, is desolate and desolate.
After going deep into the canyon for a hundred miles, the surroundings became even more desolate, with no life, no sound, and only the eternal silence.
Such a scene, he was so familiar, was almost identical to the underworld, cold, silent, and lifeless.
Under the mountain wall of the canyon, there are faint signs of weak water flowing through, but the weak water has dried up and is not there at all.
Ning Chen was puzzled, if this was the source of weak water, how could it dry up.
Weak water is different from ordinary water, it does not evaporate, and as long as no one removes it, it will never disappear.
After walking another hundred miles, the traces left by Weak Shui began to climb up the mountain wall and spread to the place where the eyes could not see it.
Ning Chen had no choice but to follow the traces of Weak Shui to see if he could find the trace of the other side flower.
The mountain road is rugged and difficult to navigate, but it does not have much impact on the ghost sedan. After half an hour, suddenly, a red flower appeared on the stone rock in the distance, under the night, proudly independent.
Ning Chen's expression brightened, and he rushed forward. Almost at the same time, a familiar figure appeared and swept forward.
The two of them looked at each other as they grabbed the other side of the flower, and immediately slapped them out without any hesitation.
"God's son"
"Knowing Prince"
The two people who were shocked at the same time were surprised at first, and then the endless fighting spirit erupted.
"It's an unexpected fate," Jun Shaoqing sighed softly.
In any case, he never thought that the young man who was knocked off the cliff by his palm would cause such a big disturbance later.
"The demeanor of the Son of God will be unforgettable in the next life," Ning Chen calmly said.
It can be said that the Son of God showed him the power of a martial artist for the first time. After that, he also thanked him and sat in a wheelchair for a few months.
"You also came to find the other side of the flower?" Jun Shaoqing asked.
"En." Ning Chen nodded.
On the stone rock, the other side flowers bloomed beautifully, and the two were only ten steps apart, but no one moved rashly.
"If you hand in the birth certificate, I can give you the other side flower" Jun Shaoqing said slowly.
"Do you think it's possible?" Ning Chen asked back.
The two talked calmly and without a trace of anger, as if old friends met to reminisce.
However, the conversation will always end, and when they meet again, the two are still enemies and not friends.
"Don't be speculative, let's see the real chapter."
Jun Shaoqing's expression turned cold, and the air pressure around him immediately dropped.
Ning Chen's expression also became solemn. A long time ago, the Son of God was known as the first person under the heavens. Now that we meet again, it seems to be stronger.
He has seen many peak powerhouses in the Xiantian world, Ming Zi, Xia Ziyi, and Mu Qianshang before stepping into the Xiantian realm, etc.
Among these people, the Son of God is undoubtedly outstanding.
If it weren't for that woman, the Son of God might be the strongest person in the realm of heaven he had ever seen.
The ink sword behind Ning Chen trembled lightly, the breath around his body slowly revolved, and the corresponding pain followed.
Since we can't fight for a long time, we should fight quickly.
The breath of the sword finger was condensed but not released, Ning Chen's foot moved first, the sword finger broke through the air, and a silver streamer swept across it, which was directly touching the heart of the Son of God.
Jun Shaoqing turned sideways, and the silver streamer changed direction at the same time, passing horizontally, causing a brilliant snow light.
Ning Chen was quick to fight against the strong, trying not to give Jun Shaoqing a chance to fight back. On the sword finger, the silver brilliance condensed with frost, and swayed one after another fierce killing light.
Jun Shaoqing moved his footsteps, avoiding the sword lights one after another, and at the same time, he gathered his true essence and rushed out.
Fingers and palms faced each other, Ning Chen swallowed three points of the injury, and the sword energy shot out, instantly breaking the palm of the Son of God.
Jun Shaoqing's brows wrinkled, his body was running, and he shook the former with a palm.
"You shouldn't be so weak"
Jun Shaoqing said slowly, the foundation built by the scroll of life is unparalleled in the world, but he could not feel the absolute power in Ning Chen's moves.
In the world, almost all moves are driven by infuriating energy, but Ning Chen gave him the feeling that the moves were exquisite, but they lacked stamina.
"See you again, you let me down." When the words fell, Jun Shaoqing swung his hand, evoking the change of the world, the thunder covered all sides, and in the raging wind, the reappeared shocking move, the change of the sky and the ditch, the son of God Up, the thunder rolls, shaking the world, the power and terror will tear the world apart
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"Dark Thunder"
The thunder of darkness reappeared, the universe exploded, the universe hung upside down, and above the canyon, the rocks collapsed and collapsed.
When the opportunity came, the Mo sword flew out from behind Ning Chen, and in an instant, Ning Chen rushed out, grabbed the Mo sword, and opened the sky with a sword.
"Uh"
When the sword entered his heart, Jun Shaoqing grabbed the ink sword, endured the severe pain, and his right hand responded forcefully, raging thunder, and a loud bang shook the person in front of him.
Ning Chen fell to the ground, took a few steps back, vomited a mouthful of blood, and stabilized his body.
The sword qi entered the body, Jun Shaoqing's blood qi violently tossed, and the gong physique revolved, forcibly suppressing the four-jumping sword qi in the heart.
"Have you seen the sword in the barren city?" Jun Shaoqing said hoarsely.
"Is it important?" Ning Chen leaned on the ground with his sword and said coldly.
"This time I was careless, next time, you won't have such good luck"
The words fell, Jun Shaoqing stepped on his feet, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.
Ning Chen didn't chase after him either, leaning on his sword, he walked to the other side of the flower step by step, gently pulled it up, and immediately left in the ghost sedan chair.
The Son of God is worthy of being the Son of God, that sword, if it was someone else, it would be absolutely impossible to react.
Jun Shaoqing can grab the ink sword at the last moment. This kind of reaction ability is rare in the world.
It's a pity that he couldn't get rid of it here. He knows very well that the Son of God is very close to the innate. If he misses this opportunity, the next time we meet, it will be even more difficult.
The ghost sedan headed westward, as fast as it could go. It was different from when it came. At this time, it was facing the direction of the East Risheng, so it would take some more time.
At the end of the world, the first ray of morning light shone on Mu Bai, and then quickly spread from east to west. Heaven and earth light up from east to west, ghost sedan chairs are racing against time, the far east, the dividing line between night and day, continues westward. At this moment, it is like the world and hell. between.