How many things do people want to do in this life, and how many dates do they want to go to?

Mo Xie didn't know how difficult Dugu Ming's heart was struggling before, after all, this time he entered the movie world, in which it was Bu Jingyun who brought death to Wushuang City instead of Nie Feng, and there was only one Wushuang sword, and the sword trick of "Love in a Fallen City" did not appear.

It seems that the plot is much simpler, but in this way, Mo Ye can get a lot less information.

The Holy Book would not leave the client's memories to Mo Ye, so he had no clue about finding the Sword Saint now.

Dugu Sword's hermitage is known only to Dugu Ming and Dugu Fang in Wushuang City, and the secrecy work is good enough.

And now, Dugu Fang has hit the street, and the real Dugu Ming is no longer in the world, and the seclusion of the Sword Saint has to be found from scratch.

Mo Xie remembered that the place was described in the movie as an island - so the scope was much smaller.

"Dugu Shaoxia, this time you are going to find the Sword Master?"

Sitting in the flat boat that Yiye took from the fisherman's house, Shi Wuzun stroked the dried blood on the hull with his hand, his brows furrowed.

He was a warrior monk, and he couldn't say anything like those old monks in the temple, but he just recited the "Death Mantra" a few times to the innocent people who died at the hands of the Tianxia Society last night, and then studied the blood sprinkled on the hull of the ship, as if he could get some important information from it.

"That's right, it's just that my uncle has always lived in seclusion, so I'm not sure where he will be now. However, it will not be too far away from Wushuang City. Mo Xie Dao, he assigned the more than 20 people under his command, in pairs, along the waterway around Wushuang City to search for the isolated islands in the water and the grass houses on the shore - he remembered the style of the Sword Saint's house, there were three grass houses, one of which was for raising sheep.

"Superior. "When the name of the Sword Saint was in the limelight in the rivers and lakes, Shi Wuzun was not yet born, and by the time Shi Wuzun was old enough to remember, the Sword Saint was no longer fighting for fame and fortune in the rivers and lakes, and there were only a handful of people who could make him make a move. And the people of that level are more and more desperate for their lives, unless necessary, the fight between life and death is extinct.

Therefore, Shi Wuzun did not have an accurate positioning of the Sword Saint's martial arts, and he always thought about the question of "I have been practicing hard for so many years, how big a gap there is compared with the Sword Saint".

And if you see him today, you will probably have the opportunity to meet that legendary person with your own eyes.

"A white horse is not a horse, and a superior person is not a human. Mo Xie replied to Shi Wuzun.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Shi Wuzun.

"A person who has created a ruthless sword technique is definitely not a normal person, and moodiness is considered light. I would never have asked him for help if it wasn't necessary. "Mo Xie lied, but this is indeed the world's evaluation of the Sword Saint, and this copy is really appropriate.

"Thank you for informing. Shi Wuzun immediately understood that Mo Ye was warning him and told him to be careful.

"After being a famous master, no matter how bad the martial arts are, they will not be so bad. He said in his heart.

When Dugu Ming snatched the fire monkey before, he didn't leave a good impression on Shi Wuzun, but what he said just now made Shi Wu respect the new person and face this person.

"The master has been looking at the bloodstains for so long, but what have you found?" Mo Ye was also bored, the boat they were on was floating on the river, and there were already many small islands that had entered their field of vision and then left, none of which the master was in line with the description of the movie.

"It's such a heavy palm power, it should be the correct shot of the Feiyun Hall Hall Master himself. "Shakwuzun was very knowledgeable, and he could tell from the blood stains alone what caused the wounds suffered by the deceased.

"How does it compare to the master?" Mo Xie asked, he didn't know much about the strength of this world.

This world should have its own rules, and Mo Ye's spiritual power cannot overflow twenty meters beyond the surface of his body, just like being in the mist of "Abyss Meditation".

Everything has to rely on the eyes, otherwise Mo Ye can directly use his perception to find the Sword Saint.

"The martial arts of Buddhism do not emphasize killing. Although Shi Wuzun said this, Mo Xie guessed the meaning of his words.

He is not Bu Jingyun's opponent, and Bu Jingyun's murderous intent and decisiveness are by no means comparable to him.

He had seen all the three disciples of Xiongba, and the only one he could really win was Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang, who was hidden by Xiongba and did not teach three tricks.

"Then can you imitate his palm power? I'm afraid we will have to float on the river for a long time, and the master is probably not from practicing closed-mouth meditation, why don't we discuss the martial arts in this world?"

"It's so good, but the rules of the step are from the hero, and it must be driven by a unique internal force. Pai Yun's ability to control water is amazing, I can't imitate this, but what is Dugu Shaoxia's high opinion?" Shi Wuzun really couldn't see Dugu Ming's martial arts clearly, and he said it tactfully at this time, but the implication was clear as long as he was an understanding person.

Mo Ye is naturally clear, but he is not Dugu Ming in the first place, and he has no internal strength at all.

But he had something else.

"I can imitate Paiyun Palm, but in front of the master, it is the class that has an axe. As he spoke, Mo Xie stood up from the bow of the boat, his hands stretched out like a crucifixed Jesus.

"Good stance. "Shi Wuzun has an attachment that does not conform to the identity of a disciple of Buddhism in the matter of 'martial arts', and at this time, seeing that Mo Ye's movements are loose and sloppy, and there is no trace of internal strength in his actions, he suddenly feels contemptible, thinking that Mo Ye is just gags and does some pastime.

"Gloomy clouds!" Mo Xie casually rambled a name, spread his hands, and slashed a semicircle on his chest one after the other.

"Boom!"

The water behind him exploded, and countless droplets gathered into a large ball of water with his hands, and then shot towards the stern of the ship.

"Oh?" Shi Wuzun was stunned and stretched out his palms to block the path of the water balloon, his palms were slightly red, obviously carrying his unique masculine internal force.

He hadn't seen Bu Jingyun make a move, but judging from the traces left on the boat, the deceased Yagi was killed by a water balloon through his chest, and that kind of strength really couldn't be underestimated. If this current move was made by Bu Jingyun, he would never intercept it like this, but for Dugu Ming, Shi Wuzun felt a little contempt in his heart.

Mo Xie added fifty percent of his mental power to the water ball, although the water ball at this time was still made of water in essence, but in fact, he was afraid that he could already penetrate a thick steel plate.

He needed to know how far he could do it with his telekinesis, and Shi Wuzun was unfortunate enough to become that test subject.

This blow was not much stronger than the one that had inflicted heavy damage on Deadpool, and Mo Xie learned this hand from Lin Ming - how to convert mental power into a sharp blade and cut through the enemy's body.

Mental power is intangible, and it is also because of its formlessness that it has strong plasticity.

Shi Wuzun sensed that something was wrong the moment his palms touched the water ball.

He seemed to have received the blade of a sword instead of a water ball, and the lightness or heaviness of the water was not reflected in this move, and Mo Ye's move was only as sharp as a sword, which made his palms hurt.

But fortunately, the speed of the water polo is not too fast, Shi Wuzun palmed it, and if he made a mistake, he immediately avoided the coming momentum of the water balloon, and this hand was somewhat similar to the principle of Tai Chi known by Mo Xie in later generations.

"What a sharp sword aura. "Shi Wuzun doesn't know such a thing as 'mental power', and the Sword Saint is famous for his sword qi kung fu, and he is named "sword qi" because of Mo Ye's hand, "but it doesn't look like it." ”

He was actually hard-mouthed, after all, even if he came to do this, it would never be much better than Mo Ye. Xiongba's master is very strict, and his internal strength is even more unique, otherwise he would never have made the world become the behemoth it is now in just over 20 years.

"The result is the same anyway. The corners of Mo Ye's mouth twitched, and at this time, he had already figured out his level in this world. In a head-to-head confrontation, he should be inferior to Shi Wuzun, but if it is a battle of life and death, he can definitely kill Shi Wuzun.

The palm power of the step is not going to turn.

Mo Xie removed his pose and put a shield on himself.

The water balloon he sent shot into the water, and the splash was like a blasted mine in an anti-Japanese war movie.