Ning Chen stood in the sea of fog, carefully recalling the previous sword. Only after experiencing it personally did he realize how terrifying the sword just now was.
He couldn't avoid it, couldn't block it, and didn't even have a chance to react.
At that moment, it was as if the heaven and earth were frozen and motionless.
Mu Bai said nothing more. This sword was returned for Mu Chengxue. This was the only thing he could do as an elder.
As for how much the young man in front of him can understand, it is not his concern.
Ning Chen was really stumped. For the whole day, I frowned and never let go.
After experiencing this sword, Ink Sword in Ning Chen's hand could no longer thrust a sword. He found that he could no longer use the sword.
When night fell, Ink Sword returned to its sheath and was stuck at the end of the world. Ning Chen traveled far to find traces of weak water.
He doesn't know how to use a sword, so carrying this sword is just an added burden.
In the next three days, Ning Chen never touched 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 did he go wrong?
Chaos Mist Sea Underneath, a larger vortex is constantly turning, and something new is condensing, but this time I don't know what it is.
From that night on, Mu Bai never said a word again, just sat there, waiting quietly.
On the fourth day, Ning Chen tried to pull out ~Ink Sword. However, after trying several times, he still didn't know how to pull out the sword.
It is impossible for heaven and earth to be fixed. His feeling like this is undoubtedly an illusion.
At that moment, he also felt that his body was out of control, as if his spirit and body were separated.
It was fast, but not entirely. That sword was obviously a minute slower than when Mu Chengxue drew his sword, but he didn't feel this way when facing Mu Chengxue.
Just like Mu Bai's sword that cut through the sea of fog, it was obviously weak at first, but later it became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into an indestructible sword that cuts through the sky.
Time passed little by little, and when the sun was about to set, Ning Chen, who had been silent all this time, slowly raised Ink Sword in his hand. Suddenly, the sea of fog rolled and started to rotate violently.
Before the sword came out, Sword Intent went first. In an instant, a sword swept out, and the three-foot-long sea of fog separated instantly.
"Oh?"
With a sigh of appreciation, a flash of recognition flashed in Mu Bai's eyes. Although his understanding was ordinary, his concentration was pretty good. After so long of understanding, he finally thrust out the first sword.
The true meaning of the sword is speed, accuracy, and concentration. Simply pursuing moves will only lead you further and further away.
People in the world pay too much attention to moves and ignore the most essential essence. The more complicated the sword moves are, the more energy is wasted.
The true meaning of the sword, in the beginning, only existed in this simple stab.
If you can't even do the first sword attack well, it means you haven't learned anything after learning the sword for a hundred years.
Three feet, the length of a sword, is also the beginning of learning swordsmanship. He learned Sword Four for ten years before he could open the ten thousand feet of chaos. It is good for this kid to be able to open three feet with his first sword.
He remembered that Sword Two opened the wasteland river with his first sword in the past, and it also opened three feet. Sword Three has not yet done it. Only Sword One has the highest understanding, and opened thirteen feet with his first sword.
Mu Chengxue doesn't practice swordsmanship, but his talent and understanding are hard to find in ancient times and modern times. He cut off a hundred-foot barren river with one sword.
Among the Chaos Mist Sea, Ning Chen naturally didn't know this. He looked at Ink Sword in his hand and fell into deep thought.
He seemed to understand some things, but there were still more things he didn't understand.
He can open three feet of chaos, but it's only three feet.
In front of the sword, he couldn't do even one point.
That night, after Ning Chen landed on land, he held his sword and bowed respectfully to Mu Bai.
"Mu Bai Senior, junior is leaving. Thank you again for your guidance."
Last night, he had discovered traces of Weak Shui. After tonight, whether he could find Flower of the Other Shore or not, he would not come back again.
Mu Bai did not respond. What he should say had been said overnight, and there was nothing more to say.
Ning Chen left in a ghost sedan, Ink Sword was sheathed behind his waist, Farthest East, there is still a place he has not found for a while. Last night he saw traces of weak water flowing outside a canyon, but he didn't have much time, so he didn't go in to look for it.
The ghost sedan traveled southwest and passed quickly. When Mingyue was hanging high, it reached the canyon.
There is nothing in the desolate canyon, it is desolate and vast.
After going hundreds of miles into the canyon, the surrounding area became even more desolate, with no life, no sound, and only the eternal silence.
This scene was so familiar to him, almost exactly the same as the underworld, cold, silent, and lifeless.
Under the walls of the canyon, there are vague signs of weak water flowing, but the weak water has dried up and does not exist at all.
Ning Chen There is confusion between his eyebrows. If this is the source of weak water, how can it dry up.
Weak water is different from ordinary water in that it does not evaporate and will never disappear as long as no one removes it.
After walking another hundred miles, the traces left by the weak water began to go up the mountain wall and spread to places where the eyes could not see.
Ning Chen has no choice but to follow the traces of weak water to see if he can find any trace of Flower of the Other Shore.
The mountain road was rugged and dangerous, but it did not have much impact on the ghost sedan. Half an hour later, suddenly, a red flower appeared on the rock in the distance, standing proudly in the night.
Ning Chen looked happy and rushed forward. Almost at the same time, a familiar figure appeared and swept forward.
While the two grabbed Flower of the Other Shore, they looked at each other and then clapped it with one palm without any hesitation.
"Divine Son"
"Marquis of Knowing Fate"
The two people who were shaken away at the same time were surprised at first, and then their infinite fighting spirit broke out.
"What an unexpected fate," Jun Shaoqing sighed softly.
No matter what, he never thought that the young man who was knocked off the cliff by his palm in the past would cause such a big disturbance later.
"Divine Son's style will be unforgettable for the rest of my life," Ning Chen said calmly.
It can be said that Divine Son allowed him to see the power of martial arts masters for the first time. After that, he also thanked him and sat in a wheelchair for several months.
"Are you coming to look for the side too Flower of the Other Shore?" Jun Shaoqing asked.
"Yeah" Ning Chen nodded.
On the stone rock, Flower of the Other Shore bloomed brilliantly. The two were only ten steps apart, but neither one moved rashly.
"If you hand over Scroll of Life, I can give Flower of the Other Shore to you," Jun Shaoqing said slowly.
"Do you think it's possible?" Ning Chen asked.
The two of them talked calmly without any anger, just like old friends meeting each other to reminisce.
However, the conversation always ends, and when they meet again, they are still enemies rather than friends.
"If you don't speculate, let me show you the truth."
Jun Shaoqing looked cold, and the air pressure around him immediately dropped. The powerful aura surged, spreading continuously, and its power was astonishing.
Ning Chen's expression also became solemn. A long time ago, Divine Son was known as the number one person in the world. Now that we meet again, he seems to be stronger.
He has seen many peak experts in the Xiantian world, including Underworld Son, Xia Ziyi, and Mu Qianshang before he entered the Xiantian realm, etc.
Among these people, Divine Son is undoubtedly outstanding.
If it weren't for that woman's existence, Divine Son might be called the strongest Jietian Realm expert he has ever seen.
Ning Chen Ink Sword trembled slightly behind him, and the breath around his body circulated slowly, accompanied by corresponding pain.
Since we cannot fight for a long time, we must fight quickly.
The breath of the sword finger was condensed but not released. Ning Chen moved his feet first. The sword finger broke through the air and passed through a streak of silver light, directly towards Divine Son's heart.
Jun Shaoqing turned sideways, and the silver streamer changed direction at the same time, passing horizontally, causing a bright snow light to appear.
Ning Chen used speed to counter the strong, trying not to give Jun Shaoqing a chance to fight back. On the sword finger, the silver brilliance condensed Frost Bloom, unleashing one after another fierce killing light.
Jun Shaoqing moved his footsteps to avoid a Dao Sword light, and at the same time gathered the true energy in his palm and surged out.
The palms of the fingers were facing each other, Ning Chen swallowed the three-point injury, Sword Qi pointed out, and instantly broke the palm of Divine Son.
Jun Shaoqing frowned, moved his body, and shook the former away with a palm.
"You shouldn't be so weak."
Jun Shaoqing said slowly, Scroll of Life created the foundation Peerless Under Heaven, but he couldn't feel the absolute power during Ning Chen's moves.
Almost all moves in the world rely on true energy to activate, but Ning Chen gave him the feeling that the moves were exquisite but lacked stamina.
"When we meet again, you let me down."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Shaoqing raised his hand, causing the heaven and earth to change. Thunder covered all sides, and in the roaring wind, the world-shattering move reappeared, causing changes in the sky. In Divine Son's hand, thunder rolled, shaking the heaven and earth, and the terrifying power threatened to tear the heaven and earth apart.
"Thunder of Darkness"
Thunder of Darkness reappeared, the universe exploded, the world hung upside down, and mountains and rocks collapsed in the canyon.
When the opportunity came, Ink Sword flew out from behind Ning Chen. In an instant, Ning Chen rushed out, grabbed Ink Sword, entered the three-foot restricted area, and opened the sky with one sword.
"Uh"
The sword entered his heart, Jun Shaoqing grabbed Ink Sword, endured the severe pain, and struck back forcefully with his right hand, thundering with anger, and the person in front of him flew away with a loud bang.
Ning Chen landed on the ground, took several steps back, vomited a mouthful of blood, and stabilized his body.
When Sword Qi entered the body, Jun Shaoqing's blood surged violently, and the body's energy was running, forcing Sword Qi's heart pulse to be suppressed.
"Have you seen Huangcheng's sword?" Jun Shaoqing said hoarsely.
"Is it important?" Ning Chen put his sword on the ground and said coldly.
"I was careless this time. Next time, you won't be so lucky."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Shaoqing stepped on his foot and turned into a streak of light, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
Ning Chen didn't chase him. He walked step by step to Flower of the Other Shore with Sword One on his back, gently pulled it up, and then left in a ghost sedan.
Divine Son is indeed Divine Son. It would be absolutely impossible for anyone else to react to that sword strike.
Jun Shaoqing was able to catch 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 knew very well that Divine Son was already very close to being born. If he missed this opportunity, it would be even more difficult to meet him next time.
The ghost sedan traveled westward at an extremely fast speed. Unlike when it came, it was facing away from the direction of the rising sun in the east, 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.
The sky and the earth began to light up from east to west, and the ghost sedan was racing against time. In the far east, the dividing line between night and day continued to move westward. At this moment, it was like the world and hell, which seemed far away, but were actually only a few steps away. >