When Mo Wentian opened his eyes, he immediately noticed that his whole body seemed to be falling apart. Almost as soon as he woke up, Mo Wentian reached out and touched his side.
Soon, Mo Wentian's fingers touched the familiar handle of the knife, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, Mo Wentian also touched the edge of the wooden bed next to him. Turning his head with some effort, Mo Wentian found himself
Lying on a wooden bed, there is a wooden table and two wooden chairs beside the bed. Judging from the furnishings, it seems to be an inn.
"Where is this?"
Holding his somewhat heavy head, Mo Wentian struggled to sit up from the bed. He only remembered that Han Xing had suddenly killed him before, and at that moment of life and death, he had stimulated his maximum potential and achieved great success in a chopping style, and then
The knife struck Han Xing's fist.
Mo Wentian couldn't remember what happened next. It seemed that he was affected by the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and Mo Wentian fainted immediately.
"Did Luo Zi save me?"
Mo Wentian murmured in confusion, but before he could get out of bed, a cold voice immediately made Mo Wentian feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Humph! That little girl ran away!"
"Han Xing!"
Mo Wentian's liver and gallbladder were all cold. At this moment, he saw a tall and thin figure sitting against the wall in the shadow beside the door of the room. He drew his hand and raised the blade, and Mo Wentian subconsciously wanted to strike at Han Xing.
However, as soon as he took a step, his feet became weak and he stumbled and fell to the hard rock ground.
"Don't overestimate your abilities! If you have rested enough, get up and continue to practice swordsmanship. It's just one move and it's still too early. This time, my strength will be upgraded to the fifth level of body tempering!"
Mo Wentian looked at the blurry Han Xing with a surprised look on his face, and was a little confused for a moment.
"you do this delibrately!"
This time Han Xing stopped answering and just snorted coldly. Silence returned to the room. Mo Wentian struggled to lie back on the wooden bed. No matter what the truth was, he was definitely not Han Xing's opponent now, since the other party did not kill him.
means, then quickly regain your strength, this is the most important thing.
After lying down again, Mo Wentian's mind was in a mess. After a life-and-death stab, he finally understood what he lacked in his previous chopping style.
It is the courage to move forward!
It is the determination to risk death and live another day!
"It turns out that this is the essence of the chopping knife style."
Mo Wentian was just a humble little beggar all his life, living an ignoble existence. Compared with survival, dignity or courage were just a joke. If Uncle Sheng hadn't threatened Xiao Lin's life at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to rise up to Uncle Sheng.
Thoughts of risking one's life.
However, weakness and concession have been deeply engraved in Mo Wentian's bones like a brand. If Han Xing hadn't threatened his life this time, I'm afraid Mo Wentian would never have been able to understand the true chopping technique.
Thinking of this, Mo Wentian finally remembered that if Han Xing wanted to kill him, why go to such trouble? In that raid, Han Xing only needed to use the strength of the fifth level of body tempering to make Mo Wentian unable to stand up.
He died on the spot.
"I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly!"
After shouting towards the door, Mo Wentian adjusted his mood and began to explore the huge gains after this crisis.
First of all, the chopping style of the Wuming Sword Technique has finally reached the level of Dacheng. If he can fully master the opening and closing styles of the sword, Mo Wentian is confident that he will be at the same level and will be invincible!
Secondly, Mo Wentian finally broke through the bottleneck of the third level of body tempering. With the completion of the Splitting Knife Style, his own realm finally entered the fourth level of body tempering. This speed of improvement is simply astonishing. Even Mo Wentian himself
I was wondering, is this still the trash from the Xiaoyao sect?
But no matter what, Li Yuanji was one step closer to reaching the eighth level of body tempering, which gave Mo Wentian unlimited hope in his heart.
Finally, and most importantly, Mo Wentian discovered that his internal strength had improved qualitatively after escaping from death this time!
At the beginning, the internal energy in Mo Wentian's body was as much as a bottle of water. Although it was circulating slowly, it was almost exhausted after just a little use. But this time, Mo Wentian felt pleasantly surprised,
The internal force in his body seemed to have increased several times, almost to the level of half a bucket of water!
Perhaps due to Han Xing's previous pressure, Mo Wentian would recite poems to fall asleep every day after being exhausted, and even gain some insights. Or perhaps it was due to Han Xing's psychological oppression on him that Mo Wentian's internal energy was being used all the time.
It is made by hard use under the condition.
In short, today's Mo Wentian's internal strength has finally officially entered the state of acquired success, which is equivalent to that of a strong person at the third level of Qi refining stage!
At the same time, a piece of text appeared in Mo Wentian's mind again.
"Observe the way of heaven and follow the way of heaven. When you implement it in heaven, the universe depends on your hands, and all transformations come from your body! The nature of nature is the human being; the human heart is the machine; the way of establishing the heaven is to determine the people!"
Mo Wentian could clearly feel that after reciting the entire 40-word sentence silently, the flow of internal energy in the body seemed to be much faster than before. As the internal force circulated, Mo Wentian felt that the pain in various parts of the body gradually disappeared, and the entire
People are like soaking in a hot spring.
With joy in his heart and a tickling sensation in his body, Mo Wentian slowly fell into sleep.
Early the next morning, Mo Wentian was awakened by a cold murderous intention. When he opened his eyes, he saw Han Xing standing beside his bed. Without any hesitation, Mo Wentian grabbed the broken knife at hand and swung it.
Got out.
"Not bad, your perception has improved a lot!"
Han Xing seemed to give a rare compliment. He stepped lightly and easily avoided Mo Wentian's blade. Then he turned and walked directly to the door, pushed open the wooden door, and a clear light fell in.
"Come on, let's not practice today. Follow me out to buy something."
Mo Wentian also jumped off the wooden bed. He immediately felt endless strength in his body, and the fatigue and pain from last night were wiped away! But at this moment, Mo Wentian did not challenge Han Xing's authority. After all, the power gap was there.
Still, I am still the prisoner of the other party.
Thinking of this, Mo Wentian suddenly became excited, and quickly walked to Han Xing's side with an anxious look on his face.
"How did Lozie escape?"
Last night, Mo Wentian's mind was in chaos, and he actually forgot about Luo Qi's matter. Now that he thought about it, he naturally wanted to ask. After all, he was a partner who shared hardships along the way, not to mention that he still owed the other party a life.
"He was rescued!"
For the first time, Han Xing did not avoid Mo Wentian's question, but just paused. Han Xing turned to look at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of ridicule.
"However, that little girl doesn't seem to have any intention of taking you away with her."
Mo Wentian was slightly startled when he heard this, but then he came back to his senses and looked at Han Xing and curled his lips helplessly.
"It's nothing, I owe her."
Facing Mo Wentian's attitude, Han Xing was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions and immediately led Mo Wentian out of the inn and onto the noisy street.
This is the first time Mo Wentian has seen such a bustling scene. It is also the first time he has seen so many people since he came to this world. It is much better than the lively scene in the small village of Thorn Village, and
The costumes of pedestrians going back and forth also looked more glamorous, and many people looked arrogant. This was obviously a big city.
"What is this place?"
Seeing Mo Wentian's bumpkin-like expression, Han Xing seemed a little impatient, waved his hand, and said two words.
"Chu City!"
"What!"
Mo Wentian almost jumped up when he heard this. His whole body was as cold as winter. Along the way, he also asked Han Xing where he wanted to take them, but Han Xing never answered directly. He only knew that he wanted to take them.
Go find someone and do something along the way.
But Mo Wentian never expected that the place Han Xing was going to take them to would be Chu City!
Chucheng is where Li Yuanji is now!
Mo Wentian had imagined countless times that when he was strong enough to compete with Li Yuanji, he would come to the capital of Chu to avenge Li Yuanji's sword. But this time is definitely not now! Now!
Mo Wentian's strength has just reached the early stage of the fourth level of body tempering, so who is Li Yuanji's opponent!
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Mo Wentian being so surprised, Han Xing couldn't help but frowned. After all, as a disciple of the ancient Demon Sect, appearing openly in the capital of Chu State was already a great risk. If he inexplicably attracted other people's attention,
Definitely not a good thing.
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and looked at Han Xing with burning eyes. The knuckles on his right hand had begun to turn blue because he was holding the handle of the broken knife tightly.
"If someone tried to kill me, would you take action?"
ps: The number of words in this chapter is a little less. It’s not because Bi Kong is lazy, but the plot just ends here. The total number of words in today’s update has not been reduced. I hope you can understand. Thank you Bi Kong!