Mu Bai!
Ning Chen was extremely shocked. There was no doubt that the man sitting at the end of the world was the sword of Huangcheng.
"Junior Ning Chen, I have met senior Mu Bai. I apologize for my rudeness just now."
After regaining consciousness, Ning Chen immediately broke out in cold sweat, bowed respectfully, and apologized sincerely.
It's unlucky for a person to have his teeth stuck even when drinking cold water. He didn't expect that he could provoke a monster of this level with just a casual curse.
"You haven't answered my question yet," Mu Bai said calmly.
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "No, she still doesn't remember anything."
After hearing the answer, Mu Bai no longer asked any more questions, his eyes converged, and he continued to wait for the Chaos Mist Sea to condense.
Ning Chen didn't dare to disturb him anymore, and he didn't dare to practice his sword, so he could only wander around in the sea of fog.
Chaos Mist Sea is a very special place, like fog and sea. Walking in it is like walking on water.
After wandering around for a long time, Ning Chen slowly sank, wanting to see what was below.
Chaos Mist Sea The depth is bottomless and the visibility is frighteningly low. It's like being in a boundless ocean, which is scary.
Gradually, the pressure from all directions became stronger and stronger, and waves of severe pain came from Ning Chen's body. It was obvious that he had reached the limit of endurance.
Undying Body, it has no effect here at all. The ubiquitous pressure will squeeze everything into pieces. No special physique will work.
Just when Ning Chen couldn't hold on anymore and was about to float upwards, he saw an unusually thick mist floating not far below, which was very strange.
The sudden strange sight made Ning Chen curious. He endured the pain in his body and sank again.
The closer you get, the clearer the mist becomes. About ten feet in diameter, a large dark gray whirlpool slowly rotates. In the center, pieces of ice and snow-like things begin to condense, which is extremely strange.
Ning Chen reached out to touch it, but when it touched the outermost mist, it couldn't go any deeper.
"What the hell"
A strange color flashed in Ning Chen's eyes. This mist was obviously different from the surrounding ones. It condensed from all four sides to the center, which was amazing.
The surrounding pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and Ning Chen did not dare to stay any longer and quickly floated up.
In the world, it was already late, and Mu Bai was still sitting there waiting, paying no attention to other matters.
Ning Chen Soon after coming up, the sea of fog began to sink, and soon it disappeared from sight.
After nightfall, Ning Chen went out to look for weak water again. Farthest East was too big, and it took more than a day or two to build 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, Mu Bai doesn't care at all.
In Sword Heart in the deserted city, there is only the sword, and the rest is unimportant.
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 mist vortex is constantly shrinking, from ten feet to eight feet, and more and more solid parts in the center are becoming more and more solid. It is obvious that this large vortex must have been shockingly big 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. When daylight came, he sank to the bottom of the foggy sea to watch this strange phenomenon.
On the eighth day, when the vortex shrank to one foot, the speed suddenly slowed down, and the dark gray solid in the center gathered faster and faster, growing rapidly like ice crystals.
Ning Chen's eyes flashed with light. There was no doubt that he had discovered something extraordinary.
It should be very soon before this thing is fully formed, and he also wants to see what it will look like when it takes shape.
Three more days later, after Ning Chen searched for most of Farthest East, he temporarily stopped for a night. He knew that tonight the thing deep in the foggy sea would completely grow.
At the end of the world, Mu Bai, who had been sitting quietly, also stood up. Looking at the Chaos Mist Sea three thousand feet below, the aura around his body slowly awakened, just like a peerless sharp sword unsheathed, and even the sky and the earth lost color.
Ning Chen stood in the distance, watching Huangcheng's sword unsheathed, with an awe-inspiring expression. If anyone in the world has the deepest understanding of the way of the sword, it must be Mu Bai.
At this moment, three thousand feet below, Chaos Mist Sea rose violently as the tide receded at sunset, and not long after, it appeared in front of the two of them again.
The sea of fog changes, thunder comes to the world, and a terrifying thunder and lightning turns the entire sea of fog ahead into a sea of thunder and raging waves.
The next moment, Mu Bai moved, with only one finger. In an instant, everything seemed to be still. An indescribable sword light appeared. It was very small at first, and became stronger and stronger as it moved forward. Finally, it turned into a sword that cut through the sky. With a bang, it cut through the thunder and the sea of fog.
In the distance, Ning Chen looked at this shocking sword and was extremely shocked. Is this a sword?
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. The Tao of the sword is so brilliant that it intoxicates people.
In the past, he didn't understand why so many sages spent their entire lives trying to prove their own way. But now that he sees Mu Bai's sword, he understands its infinite charm.
In the sea of mist that was chopped open, a dark gray ice crystal like an almond tree appeared, flawless and intoxicating.
Ning Chen finally suppressed his urge to grab it, looking at this unique treasure in the world with burning eyes.
In the distance, Mu Bai stepped forward, step by step, in front of the ice crystals in the sea of mist, and waved their hands to disperse their shapes.
Ning Chen was shocked and didn't know why. Isn't this a prodigal son?
"Wrong again"
Mu Bai sighed lightly, waved his hand and pushed the ice crystals back into the sea of fog, then walked back and waited for the next birth.
Ning Chen couldn't understand. He looked at Mu Bai and boldly asked, "Senior Mu Bai, why are you doing this?"
Mu Bai said calmly, "What I want to forge is a sword, not a tree."
Hearing the answer, Ning Chen still felt distressed in his heart and said, "If you take the sword to the extreme, can't everything be used as a sword?"
Mu Bai glanced at the former as if he were an idiot and said slowly, "Who taught you this nonsense? A sword is a sword and nothing can replace it."
Ning Chen I really wanted to say something, it was written like this in the books of my previous life, but I swallowed the words as soon as they reached my lips.
"There are so many shapes of things in the world, how long will it take for you to see a sword appear in this world?" Ning Chen couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know." Mu Bai shook his head and said, "Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, one day I can wait."
When the chaos is condensing, there will be a moment when it is most vulnerable, and this is also the only moment when the sword is forged. Unfortunately, several times in a row, he did not get the Sword Embryo he wanted.
Ning Chen I don't know what else to say. This kind of perseverance is truly unique in the world. Sitting here just waiting for a sword that I don't know whether it will appear or not is unbelievable.
"Senior Mu Bai, I would like to ask you, have you seen Weak Shui in Farthest East?" Finally got a chance to talk, Ning Chen didn't want to miss it and asked quickly.
Mu Bai didn't frown slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems there is, but it's been too long and I forgot where it is."
"..."
Ning Chen was overjoyed at first, and then became so angry that he wanted to hit the wall. In this case, he would continue to search aimlessly.
Farthest East is too big, and it is not surprising that weak water appears from wherever the world ends.
"Senior Mu Bai, have you achieved your innate breakthrough?"
It was getting late at night, 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 speculating on.
"I don't know," Mu Bai said calmly.
"..."
Ning Chen is very helpless, it is difficult to continue such a conversation.
"Mu Bai-senpai, is my sword really bad?"
"Unsightly" Mu Bai responded honestly.
"..."
"Senior Mu Bai, how do your three disciples' sword cultivation compare with mine?" Ning Chen asked boredly.
"Except for Sword One, the other two are just as good as you," Mu Bai replied.
"Where is Mu Chengxue?" Ning Chen asked.
"She doesn't follow the path of swordsmanship. To her, the sword is just a sharp weapon." Mu Bai responded.
"Aren't you angry?"
"Everyone has their own way. She is not suitable for the way of swordsmanship. She has to do it reluctantly."
That night, Ning Chen asked a lot of questions, and Mu Bai was surprisingly patient and answered them one by one.
Maybe it's because I've been lonely for a long time, maybe it's because I like him, Ning Chen can't tell why. Anyway, this kind of opportunity is probably only once in my life.
In fact, his relationship with Huangcheng is really not that good. Jian Liuying tried to kill him several times, and Sword Two also fought with him. Even Mu Chengxue is now waiting for the day when he can kill him.
Except for Sword One, who has never been able to meet, basically all the descendants of Huangcheng have fought with him.
"Senior Mu Bai, have you ever hated Great Xia?" Ning Chen calmed down and asked seriously.
"The change of dynasties is inevitable, why should we hate it?" Mu Bai asked rhetorically.
Ning Chen was asked, everyone knows these truths, but if it really happens to them, who can deal with it calmly.
The morning light in the east was about to shine, Ning Chen stood up and walked into the sea of fog.
"You can't see the light?" Mu Bai asked for the first time.
"Yeah" Ning Chen nodded and responded.
"Have you ever regretted it?" Mu Bai said calmly.
"No" Ning Chen shook his head and said.
Mu Bai nodded and said, "You are qualified to use a sword."
After saying that, Mu Bai stopped talking and sat quietly at the end of the world, continuing to wait for the next incarnation to be born.
Ning Chen got the promise and practiced swordsmanship diligently in the sea of fog. His current body was unable to practice, so he could only practice swordsmanship.
Ink Sword brilliance flashed in the sea of fog, each move was ruthless and cold, bringing out fierce killing lights.
The surrounding sea of fog was driven by the sword light and surged violently.
Suddenly, Mu Bai raised his hand, and the world 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 felt that his body was not obeying his orders and he could not move.
The moment the sword touched his body, everything dissipated, and all the restraints on Ning Chen's body disappeared. He was throbbing and sweating profusely.
At that moment, he really felt the breath of death, so close.
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