Mo Wentian opened his eyes. In that dream, when Mo Wentian's palm was about to hold the emerald green bamboo knife, he woke up. However, at the moment when Mo Wentian woke up,
No shout came out of his mouth, but he took a breath of cold air.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's whole body was filled with an indescribable feeling. The boundless pain was intertwined with the itching sensation like an ant bite. It was as if Mo Wentian's body was now...
One side was destroyed, and the other side was being rebuilt.
This kind of pain is ten thousand times more intense than that day in the knife hiding room!
This time, there was nothing on Mo Wentian's body that was pressing him down, but even a slight tremor of his fingers could cause severe pain. Mo Wentian's consciousness did not last too long before he was violently awakened.
I fainted from the pain and lost consciousness again.
However, Mo Wentian, who had fainted, no longer fell into a dream, but was always in a state of sleep and waking. During this period, Mo Wentian was woken up by the pain again and again, and was fainted by the pain again and again. While tossing and turning, Mo Wentian finally felt it.
What is life worse than death, but he is still alive after all.
Every time he opened his eyes, Mo Wentian could clearly feel the passage of time. As the sun rose and fell, his vision flickered. However, his body could not move even half a minute, so he could only move during the short period of time when he was awake.
Inside, staring at the wooden roof above my head, like a fish being put into a frying pan.
During every period of time when Mo Wentian was awake, he didn't see a single person or hear any noise around him, so he still doesn't know how he survived.
"Who saved me? Is it the blind man?"
The seamless pain had begun to numb Mo Wentian's nerves. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Gradually, he began to feel a cool, clear stream flowing slowly all over his body.
, unlike the motionless internal force in his Dantian, this coolness traveled around the most painful parts of his body, like a pair of gentle hands, carefully stroking it, trying to relieve his pain.
But at the same time, the itching feeling like an ant bite became more and more intense. The itching, which was more unbearable than the pain, almost drove Mo Wentian crazy, and Mo Wentian even started to try hard to move his body.
, in order to induce more severe pain and relieve one's perception of itchiness.
Every minute and every second that Mo Wentian was awake was a kind of torture. He began to look forward to falling asleep again. In this way, between being awake and comatose, Mo Wentian felt more and more like a walking zombie.
, his thinking began to become dull and scattered, and he had almost forgotten why he was lying here.
Finally, when Mo Wentian was about to lose his original intention and even wanted to end his own life, at that moment, he suddenly felt many things.
He heard the sound of a young grass pushing through the soil to reveal new green. He saw the broken ice of the mountains and rivers melting into clear water. He touched the green leaves growing from the dying trees. In a daze, he even felt
A piece of scrap metal was melted and beaten, and finally turned into an invincible sharp knife.
At this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly discovered that the ubiquitous pain and itching in his body had all disappeared in an instant. He bent his elbows slightly, supported the board under him, and finally sat up.
As soon as Mo Wentian got up, he heard a crisp sound like fried beans, coming from every part of his body, and the crackling sounds were connected together. Mo Wentian suddenly felt that there was infinite power contained in his body.
Within the body, it can burst out at any time.
At this moment, Mo Wentian finally saw the blind man sitting beside his bed.
"It's you!"
As if facing a formidable enemy, Mo Wentian touched his waist, but did not touch his broken knife. This was almost Mo Wentian's conditional reaction in an instant. When Mo Wentian came to his senses again,
Only then did he seem to think of something, and his tense body slowly relaxed.
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Mo Wentian knew very well that if the blind man wanted his life, he would have died long ago. And based on the current situation, it seemed that the blind man had pulled him back from the edge of hell, so Mo Wentian
I want to know what kind of intention this blind man has.
The blind man raised his head and stared at Mo Wentian with his empty eyes. Although Mo Wentian knew that he should not be able to see anything, under the blind man's calm "gazing", the hairs all over his body started to stand up, just like
It seemed like he was being stared at by poisonous snakes and beasts.
"I really didn't expect that after traveling for decades and traveling almost every inch of the mainland, I finally found this knife here. Unfortunately, you still beat me to it."
The blind man's voice was very calm, and there was no expression of regret on his face. What he held in his hand was Mo Wentian's broken knife. For some reason, Mo Wentian vaguely felt that the blind man was "looking"
Broken Knife's expression was full of reluctance, just like a father about to abandon his child.
"Do you know the origin of this knife?"
Mo Wentian has always been confused, wondering why such a valuable treasure as the Broken Knife was abandoned in the Waste Knife Mountain and buried in the area of a third-class sect such as the Xiaoyao Sect, and now this blind man appeared.
, but it seems to be able to bring answers to Mo Wentian.
"Know? Hahahaha, more than just knowing..."
The blind man laughed dryly twice, but his words stopped abruptly, and Mo Wentian gradually realized that the blind man came here just to find the broken knife, but he happened to bump into him, and then he
The previous scene would have happened, but why didn't the blind man take the opportunity to grab the knife and run away, but instead saved himself?
"Perhaps all of this is destined, but I don't understand why someone like you was chosen..."
Mo Wentian could feel that the other party swallowed back the word "trash". You must know that since Mo Wentian was reborn, his strength has advanced at a staggering speed. Even Mr. Lin has been impressed by Mo Wentian's words.
His talents stimulated his confidence in martial arts, so how could anyone think that he was a waste?
However, Mo Wentian did not argue, but accepted it calmly. He had been a beggar all his life. Mo Wentian no longer cared about the contempt of others, let alone felt angry, but Mo Wentian would not despise himself because of the contempt of others.
, so Mo Wentian just looked at the unfathomable blind man in front of him calmly.
"If it hadn't been for the fact that two internal forces have been generated in your body and turned into cyclones, I would have even begun to doubt his choice. But no matter what, your cultivation level is really too low, and you are still in the body tempering stage.
, it’s really…”
The blind man stopped talking again. He seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with Mo Wentian no matter what. He seemed to hate iron and not steel. This scene couldn't help but make Mo Wentian more and more curious. Who is this blind man? What is his relationship with this weapon?
What is the connection between the knives?
"senior……"
After confirming that the blind man had no ill intentions towards him, Mo Wentian's attitude suddenly became respectful. In any case, this blind man was the strongest among all the people he had ever seen, even compared to his master Xiaoyaozi.
Stronger, but just how strong it is is not something that Mo Wentian can understand today.
"Don't call me senior, and don't ask about my identity. Maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future."
After saying this, the blind man put the broken knife on the edge of the bed and turned around to leave. Mo Wentian was shocked, how could he pass by such a super strong man, so he blurted out a sentence that made the blind man's
The steps stopped.
"Bamboo knife! That bamboo knife of yours!"
The blind man turned around unhurriedly and seemed to be "looking" at Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian did not say anything about the bamboo knife, but the blind man seemed to understand what Mo Wentian said.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to be able to sense it. It seems that there is no reason why I chose you. But I'm sorry, I can't give you this knife yet!"
When Mo Wentian heard this, he was immediately stunned. After hearing what the blind man said, it seemed that he wanted to give the bamboo knife to himself! He just couldn't give it to him "for the time being"!
"Why?"
Without thinking, Mo Wentian followed the blind man's words. He didn't even think about it carefully, so he asked the question with some confidence.
"Because you are not strong enough yet..."
"How to be strong enough?"
Facing Mo Wentian's persistent questioning, the blind man remained silent for a long time. Finally, the blind man sighed.
"Forget it, with your current strength, I am indeed a little worried that you cannot protect the sword in your hand, so as a reward for borrowing the bamboo sword, I will give you some advice."
Mo Wentian was overjoyed when he heard this. Being able to get the guidance of such a strong man would definitely allow him to take the most solid step in the way of swordsmanship. Overjoyed, Mo Wentian jumped up from the wooden bed.
He jumped up and down, and with just this movement, Mo Wentian suddenly discovered that his body seemed to be different from before!
Mo Wentian couldn't tell what the specific difference was, but he clearly felt that his figure had become more agile, and the control of every joint in his body had become more subtle. Even his perception was better than
He is more than ten times stronger than before!
"what happened!"
Mo Wentian suddenly raised his hand and was stunned for an instant, because he clearly saw that on the back of his right hand, the sixth command curse blood mark had taken shape, and another mark was added on the handle of the knife!
The blind man sensed Mo Wentian's strange movement and was a little surprised by Mo Wentian's fuss. He lowered the bamboo hat on his head, turned around and walked towards the door.
"Before, I saw that your foundation was really poor and your body tempering was extremely perfunctory. So I simply broke all the bones in your body and reorganized them. I used spiritual energy to help you temper everything from your organs, muscles and bones to your skin and flesh again.
This is compensation for the harm I caused to your life before."
After a brief explanation, the blind man gently opened a door and stepped out, leaving Mo Wentian standing there dumbfounded, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world...