Hearing these words, Mo Wentian was immediately stunned. Now, it is almost impossible for him to even touch the opponent's clothes, let alone catch the opponent's move, and he still needs to hold on for a stick of incense!
Just like the first real fight between Mo Wentian and the blind man, the opponent only used a bamboo leaf to beat Mo Wentian to the point of life and death, and it was definitely not the blind man's full strength, at least the opponent didn't even have a bamboo knife.
use.
However, from the blind man's words, Mo Wentian can learn one thing, that is, the blind man himself must be above the entry level. Otherwise, how can he only hold on to a stick of incense in his hand after entering the country?
Time, but before Mo Wentian, he had never even heard of the state of entry. It is conceivable that the gap in strength between the two is huge, and it is already a world of difference.
But, how many realms are there beyond entry? Today's Mo Wentian is just the lowest body tempering stage. Even the strong ones in the Qi refining stage need to look up to him, let alone a better level.
Thinking of this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but look depressed.
"In this case, there is little hope."
The blind man seemed to frown when he heard this, and was a little dissatisfied with Mo Wentian's response. This was because he had shown disappointment in Mo Wentian many times.
"If not, how are you qualified to hold this sword? If you don't even have such courage and belief, how can you talk about becoming a strong man? Just now I saw that your last sword was quite elegant, and I thought you had entered the sword.
Now it seems that it was just wishful thinking on my part.”
Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to the sigh in the blind man's words, but discovered very keenly that this was the second time the blind man mentioned the so-called way of swords, but what exactly is the way of swords?
"Senior, you have repeatedly talked about the way of swordsmanship. I want to know, what does it mean to be admitted to the way of swordsmanship?"
At this moment, Mo Wentian spoke sincerely and seemed to have forgotten the frustration in his heart. This surprised the blind man. He raised his empty eyes and looked at Mo Wentian for a long time, then suddenly turned the bamboo knife standing aside with one hand.
Holding his hand, he rose up from the ground with a body as graceful as a startled dragon, and faced the wind and sand in the sky.
Mo Wentian's eyes widened, and he saw the bamboo knife waving in the blind man's hand. The trajectory seemed to have no rules and was extremely random, but it gave rise to a sense of harmonious beauty. The light green clothes fluttered in the wind, drawing a circle in the air.
It was an irregular shape. Faintly in this green sword light, Mo Wentian saw something and realized something.
Mo Wentian never thought that a knife could be used in this way.
The blind man's sword power was completely different from Mo Wentian's own sword power. In other words, there was a big difference in their understanding of the sword. It's hard to say who was right and who was wrong. It was just that the paths they took were different.
After a while, the blind man slowly landed on the ground. The bamboo knife in his hand was like an arm, and it fell to his side again and stood there again. It seemed as if there was no weight at all.
"Everyone's way of swordsmanship is different. I can't give you any advice on your way of swordsmanship. I can only show you my way of swordsmanship! It's as light as nothing and you can follow your heart. That's my way of swordsmanship."
"I have never practiced what you call sword skills, because I always believe that sword skills are dead, but people and swords are alive. No matter what your sword skills are, I can use mine
Ways to break it.”
The blind man's two words gave Mo Wentian a great shock. He could not imagine that such a powerful man had never mastered any sword skills, but only followed his own heart and responded to the enemy's moves.
Judgment and make appropriate responses as you wish. This kind of sword technique seemed simply unbelievable to Mo Wentian.
"So, what is my sword technique?"
Mo Wentian asked himself, as if he had grasped something vaguely. He thought of the blind man repeatedly mentioning the last move in his Qingming Sword Technique, but that move happened not to belong to the original Qingming Sword Technique, but to Mo Wentian.
Wentian's own sword technique! In other words, without knowing it, Mo Wentian has actually integrated his own sword technique into his sword technique!
Thinking of this, Mo Wentian had a flash of inspiration, but before he could think about it, suddenly, the blind man opposite spoke again.
"As for the meaning of sword art, I can only say this. If you want me to point out the sword technique just now, I must emphasize again that you are going astray. Except for the last
One style of sword technique has some merits, but the other two styles are simply..."
Mo Wentian discovered that even when the blind man criticized his people or his sword skills, he tried to avoid some harsh words, such as "trash" or "trash". Although this
It did not prevent Mo Wentian from understanding what the other party meant, but such an interesting discovery made Mo Wentian suddenly feel that this super powerful man who seemed far away from him did not seem to be a god without any fireworks.
He didn't care about the blind man's denigration of the Qingming Sword Technique, because Mo Wentian knew that even the Xiaoyao Sect's secret technique might be as worthless in the eyes of the other party. But the blind man didn't care about his self-made sword.
Fa's affirmation surprised Mo Wentian.
You know, this is Mo Wentian's first time trying to create a sword technique, and he is more or less a little nervous. To be evaluated like this by the blind man at this moment is already beyond Mo Wentian's expectation, so Mo Wentian
He didn't hide anything, even though he knew the other party couldn't see him, he still bowed with great respect.
"I don't dare to lie to you, senior. The last sword technique was not originally part of the Qingming sword technique, but my own sword technique..."
Before Mo Wentian could finish speaking, the blind man's calm expression finally changed slightly, and he didn't see the blind man's movements clearly. In the next moment, the blind man suddenly came to a place less than an inch in front of Mo Wentian, with a hollow
With his dull eyes, his whole face was almost pressed against Mo Wentian's nose.
Mo Wentian almost felt the blind man's somewhat disordered breathing. The blind man's eyes were lifeless, but it didn't mean that the blind man didn't care about the meaning of what Mo Wentian just said.
"What did you just say? Say it again!"
Mo Wentian was obviously startled by the blind man's move. Just as he was about to get out of the way, he found that the situation in front of the Ruwaidao Mountain had happened again. His whole body felt like he was stuck in a swamp, and he couldn't even move. Mo Wen suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Tian's cheek flashed across his face, and he calmed down before speaking again word for word.
"I said, this last sword technique is not the original Qingming sword technique, but my own creation..."
"Are you saying that the last knife was your own infliction?"
"Yes, it is……"
After getting Mo Wentian's affirmative answer, the blind man's figure suddenly floated away and returned to a place three feet away from Mo Wentian. Then, the blind man moved the bamboo hat on his head upwards, faintly
The bamboo knife in his hand was clenched a little harder.
"Do it again, only with the last knife!"
Naturally, Mo Wentian didn't know how unnatural it was for him to create his own sword technique during the body tempering stage, and he didn't know what the blind man wanted to do now, but he still resolutely raised the broken knife in his hand and raised his foot.
The bows criss-crossed and swept forward, and the broken knife in his hand stabbed in the direction of the blind man smoothly.
The blind man's expression did not change at all. He seemed to be really "watching" Mo Wentian's blade coming attentively. He never made any movement. Maybe he was observing Mo Wentian's sword moves, or maybe he was feeling it.
The breath of the blade.
In short, the blind man stood motionless like a scarecrow, waiting for Mo Wentian's broken knife to strike. It seemed that he would be cut in two by Mo Wentian's broken knife in the next moment.
Mo Wentian naturally watched the blind man's every move very carefully. Seeing that the blind man didn't seem to dodge or resist, Mo Wentian hesitated for the first time with the knife in his hand. However, just for a moment, Mo Wen
Tian then put all this behind his mind, because he seemed to have sensed the emotions coming from the broken knife.
Yes, Mo Wentian actually clearly felt an emotion from the broken knife that only humans have. It was a kind of encouragement, or in other words, a kind of support, and Mo Wentian was also on top of this hint of encouragement.
, his eyes became firm again.
Then Mo Wentian's hand did not tremble at all, and he cut out a knife shadow from left to right decisively. The black blade wielder had no advantage and could not break the trend, and brought up a black flame wave, which instantly touched the blind man.
On top of the green clothes.
However, at this moment, the blind man floated out in the direction of the broken sword as if he had been hit hard with a blunt instrument. However, after Mo Wentian struck, he found that his sword had still cut nothing.
, if there is any result, it is just a small cut on the blind man's green shirt.
"It seems that you have returned to your own way of swordsmanship."
The blind man stood gracefully and did not make any comments on Mo Wentian's sword style this time. Instead, he returned the topic to the so-called sword technique. However, if you look closely, you can see from the blind man's face that there is something similar to Mo Wentian's sword style.
The previous indifference and disappointment had changed a lot. It seemed that to a certain extent, he finally recognized Mo Wentian.
"Belongs to me, the Dao of Swords?"
After the blind man's words, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that the layer of window paper covering his eyes was finally opened. He finally understood what the blind man said about the way of the knife, and understood why the blind man said that he
His Qingming Sword Technique is going astray.
Mo Wentian's hand held the broken knife tightly and began to tremble violently. He felt the burning heat coming from the broken knife, and his heart became clear. At this moment, Mo Wentian found the direction of his knife.
No matter what obstacles are in front of you or how powerful the enemy is, if you have a knife in your hand, you can cut it with one strike.
This is a sword that comes from faith and courage. It is also the most domineering and unreasonable sword. It uses force to defeat cleverness and defeat ten groups with one force. This is Mo Wentian's sword technique, which is called cutting in two with one sword!
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