"Do you want your life?" Xiao Tian stared at Mo Que's answer and said: "Among the top ten monsters, there are countless people who want you to die. The two on the second and third floors alone took action.
, even if your ten lives are not enough, you actually want to stay?"
Mo Que naturally knew about this, but his mind had been made up.
Although his current strength is comparable to the top ten monsters, if he can't even compete with the top three, how can he win the Star List from Ye Chenxue?
Kirin blood can transform his bloodline again, so even if the front is dangerous, he must give it a try.
"Forget it, you don't want to live long, why should I stop you?"
Seeing the determination in Mo Que's eyes, Xiao Tian cursed, took out a jade talisman from his body, and said, "If you are in danger, crush this talisman and I will know."
Mo Que didn't expect that this guy who couldn't afford to get up early would have such a side. Just as he was a little touched, the guy continued: "Don't think nonsense, I can't come to save you. At most, I can help you ask Yao Lao for help."
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Mo Que gave him a roll of his eyes.
Having made up his mind, Mo Que separated from the two men and went forward alone, looking for Linhu alone in the mountains.
The mountains here are either big or small. Linhu is now injured and hiding. It is not that easy to find him.
Mo Que was not in a hurry. As he moved forward, he activated the golden sword energy in his body, swimming through the bones, and continued to refine his body with the sword energy.
Holding the broken sword in his right hand, he recalled in his mind the sword intent of the Ninety-nine Peaks he had seen and the enemies he saw along the way. As he moved forward, he kept waving the broken sword with his hand, practicing Sun Kendo.
"In the beginning of swordsmanship, you need to sharpen your sword. People say that it takes ten years to sharpen a sword. However, although I have not been in this profession for a long time, I have already experienced glory and fallen into the valley. Before practicing swordsmanship, my mind has been sharpened."
"After this state, I can control the sword with Qi. I have no vitality to leave the body, so I am destined to fail. Until now, the sword body has just formed, and I have entered the state where the sword and man are united."
"But this realm also has high and low levels. I am one with the sword because my body is tempered by the sword energy, so it can resonate with the sword in my hand. However, other people without sword bodies can also be one with the sword. It can be seen that the combination is not the same.
The sword is in harmony with the body, but the heart is in harmony with the sword.”
Along the way, Mo Que has advanced very quickly. Many of those evil geniuses have been cultivating since childhood. It took more than ten years to achieve the perfect level of cultivation in the Aperture Realm.
And it has only been about three months since he entered the path of body refining, but he already has a strength that is not weaker than those top monsters.
Even Mo Que felt that he was walking too fast. After entering the ruins, the battle never stopped.
Until now, when he calmed down and meditated, he seemed to have realized something else in his heart.
All of this is inseparable from the battles he fought along the way and the sword intent he witnessed on the Ninety-nine Sword Peaks.
If you fight without thinking, you will hardly gain anything. If you only think without fighting, you will just talk on paper.
Accumulate experience in actual combat, learn from others' strengths, overcome one's own shortcomings, then integrate your own insights and ideas, put them into actual combat, verify them, and repeat the cycle.
This combination of movement and stillness is the way to grow.
While holding the sword like this, Mo Que felt peaceful in his heart and kept waving his hand to break the sword.
He didn't deliberately use his powerful divine power, he just waved his sword casually, tapping it lightly on rocks or trees from time to time along the way.
At the beginning, the stones were shattered into many pieces by the explosion, and the trees fell down with the sword, unable to withstand the power of the heavy sword.
But as Mo Que walked forward, the stones he smashed became more and more fragmented, and the size of the fragments became smaller and smaller.
Later, when Mo Que pointed it out with his sword, the stones silently turned into powder instead of broken pieces.
At first, the giant trees collapsed suddenly, but later, when he pointed them out with his sword, the giant trees did not move at all, not even a leaf fell.
After he walked far away, the tree slowly collapsed, and the inside of the trunk had already been shattered by his sword.
This is the true union of man and sword, and the union of sword and heart.
Wherever the heart goes, where the sword points!
Several days have passed since we moved forward in this way.
On this day, Mo Que stopped because a figure appeared in front of him.
Meng Qingyang, a disciple of the Eighth Sword Tower, was one of the top ten monsters who had appeared at the monster gathering.
"Senior Brother Lu wants to see you." This man was holding a long sword, his face was expressionless, and his tone was emotionless.
"Lu Beiming?" Mo Que raised his eyebrows. Among the top ten disciples, the only disciple named Lu was the second-ranked monster.
He went with this person without fear. Even if they really had to fight, he might not be able to fight now.
There is a bottomless pool. The bluestones beside the pool have been washed away by the water for many years and become extremely smooth.
There is a young man sitting on the bluestone, wearing coarse linen clothes, holding a fishing rod in his hand, sitting on the edge of the pool fishing.
The second-ranked Sword Tower monster looked unattractive. He was sitting on the bluestone, nodding his head from time to time, but he was dozing off, with a few drops of crystal saliva hanging from his mouth.
This surprised Mo Que. The second evildoer in Jianlou was actually such a lazy-looking person.
"Senior Brother Lu, Mo Que is here." Meng Qingyang reluctantly stepped forward and woke him up.
"Ah? The fish is hooked?"
The second monster in linen clothes woke up from his sleep. He didn't bother to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth and hurriedly closed the pole, but he only caught a few splashes.
"Oh, the fish ran away!" He was greatly annoyed and threw the fishing rod away. Only then did he notice Mo Que by the pond. His face turned cheerful and he said with a smile, "Junior Brother Mo is here?"
Mo Que frowned, feeling that this person was something he couldn't see through. He didn't know his intentions for a while and remained silent.
"Junior Brother Mo, just wait. I will catch a fish in a while and treat you to some fish soup. There is a kind of white-scaled fish in this lake, which is a delicacy in the world!" Lu Beiming said, adding some bait to the fishhook.
Throw the pole again.
It seemed that he was quite enthusiastic about Mo Que, but Mo Que frowned and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
Lu Beiming turned back and glanced at Mo Que, scratched his head and sighed: "Well, logically speaking, I should have killed you. My master sent me a summons and asked me to find an opportunity to kill you."
He was so frank. Was he confident enough in his own strength, or did he not take Mo Que seriously?
"However, I am a lazy person and don't like to fight. Besides, I don't have any grudges against you, Junior Brother Mo, so I brought you here this time just to make things clear."
While speaking, the man was holding a fishing rod in one hand and holding his chin in the other hand. He looked sad, as if he had endless troubles.
Mo Que remained silent, but he didn't really believe it in his heart.
In order to pave the way for this person, the owner of the Second Sword Tower did not hesitate to use the life of his young disciple Sikong Duanchen to frame Mo Que. Previously, Mo Que forced his way into various sword peaks. The Second Sword Tower also had a disciple Shi Jingyu who came to block the way.
Mo Que and the Second Sword Tower have long had a deep feud. Since Lu Beiming is the disciple of the Second Sword Tower master, will he have no hostility towards him?
"I'll tell you the truth." Looking at Mo Que's expression, Lu Beiming knew he didn't believe it and sighed, "I'm used to being lazy and I have no intention of competing for the ranking."