"Do you remember what your father said when he taught you how to use the Reverse Blade?"

"The people who use knives are different from other blades, and most of their skills are based on the tactics of hurting the enemy, of course, other weapons that are biased are not excluded, but here for the father to talk about only the knife, and the person who uses the knife is best not to use other weapons in his life. ”

"Because the domineering and strength of the person who wields the knife are not suitable for other blades, but it is also its characteristics that make it the status of 'the courage of a hundred soldiers'. ”

"On the battlefield, the knife is used to fight, in order to set off this 'guts', that is, the indomitable momentum of the knife, so many soldiers on the battlefield died not in the knife technique, but in the momentum of the two armies against the enemy, in which the people of the rivers and lakes are often called the knife posture. ”

At night, once again shrouded this quiet dry forest, accompanied by two bird calls, the sword light flickered under the firelight, and at this moment, Mo Lin Mountain was showing a strange knife technique to his daughter.

Why is it called weird, it is because it is different from the previous tricks of opening and closing, just the posture of raising the big knife Mo Linshan has insisted on not moving for an hour.

Well, my father's knife technique is indeed the essence of nine thousand years old......

yawning for the third time, Mo Wushuang leaned on the side of the stake and nibbled on dry food, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, she does not reject this feeling, just like when she was a child and her father were learning martial arts in Guqiao Town, she relived rare family affection and memories.

"Can you see this knife technique?"

Mo Linshan finally put down the big knife and reached out to take out a sweat towel before the latter found that his back was soaked, and then couldn't help but tease.

"From this alone, you can see the gap between my father and the nine thousand years old, people have squatted in front of the stone table for several years without moving, and even the cobwebs on the back shell are like rocks, and you are out of breath for only an hour, I'm afraid the body still needs to recuperate!"

"I let you understand this sword technique, what does it have to do with your father's body!"

Saying that, Mo Linshan beckoned to Luo Xiaojiu, and the latter reluctantly turned into a Danfeng knife and stabbed it on the stake on Mo Wushuang's side.

"No, it's almost time, and we still have to hurry......"

"Want to rest, wait until you go to the Yunque Heavenly Palace, and there is time to die!"

This kind of Mo Linshan was not seen much in childhood, most of them were unwilling to practice martial arts and was carried home to prepare for a lesson, not to mention that Mo Wushuang couldn't bear to hurt his father's good intentions, so he lifted the blade and stopped in front of the fire to imitate Fang Cai's appearance.

"To be honest, it reminds me of when you used to swing my knife 500 times a day when I was a kid, but now it feels like a waste of time. ”

"Close your eyes!"

"Use your senses to feel the surroundings, use your internal force to penetrate the surroundings, let the knife in the palm of your hand become a part of your body, and even give your facial features to the blade in your palm!"

Well, recalling that Mo Linshan magically stopped his moves, in fact, Mo Wushuang was also a little curious, so he closed his eyes as he asked, and at the same time slowly relaxed his breathing and even his heartbeat in the darkness, accompanied by the night breeze blowing through his sideburns and internal force, a trace of surprising tranquility shrouded Mo Wushuang's mind.

Then the familiar feeling hit again, and when she reacted, she saw Mo Linshan looking at herself through the fire with a hopeless look.

"Tell me how you managed to sleep with a knife in your hand......"

"It's okay, when I was a child, you asked me to swing my knife 500 times a day, and I could still fall asleep......"

“... Girl, this is the ...... you forced me."

Since he said this, Mo Wushuang finally doubted his life again, just like the nightmare of his childhood martial arts practice, his father once again began to be the true color of the devil coach.

How frustrating it is, I'll give you a few examples.

"I went to the town where I gathered here for ten miles, and I bought a bottle of apricot blossom wine for my father, and it was indispensable for our father and daughter to eat game at night. ”

"By the way, you are not allowed to use light work, you are not allowed to use the ability to ride the clouds, and you are not allowed to walk back and forth as an ordinary person. ”

Mo Wushuang couldn't resist his father's thighs, so he had to escape a mile first according to the instructions, and then he wanted to use his skills to take advantage of opportunism, but who knew that when he pushed open the door of the tavern, Mo Linshan was already sitting inside, smiled at himself, and then waved his hand.

"Ran back on foot and then ran back on foot again to buy wine. ”

Do you think this is very frustrating? Mo Wushuang can give you an even more excessive list before he arrives at the stone gate where Sun Dasheng is stationed.

"During this time, you are used to walking to buy alcohol, so from today onwards, you will put this cloth on your eyes and continue to buy bars by feeling. ”

"Daddy... More than ten miles away!"

"Why, the dignified Ten Thousand Demon Valley Holy Maiden can't even run for ten miles, and then she has to challenge the Heavenly Immortals in the Yunque Heavenly Palace?"

"Tsk, when you are sent to the place, this matter must be told to those ignorant little demons, and one day you will have to hang a banner when you barely escape. ”

"You're ruthless enough......"

"By the way, don't try to take off the blindfold halfway, for the father... ...... will always be watching you from behind."

Mo Wushuang can be regarded as a lot of sin on this way, coupled with the foggy rainy days in the first two days, the ground was muddy, and after falling many times in succession, he retrieved the apricot blossom wine under the surprised gaze of the whole restaurant, of course, in order to find the right direction until Zi Shi barely returned.

However... At this moment, Mo Lin Mountain had already slept in the haystack and snored for a long time......

Do you think this is excessive? Mo Wushuang can confidently tell you that there are more excessive things to happen after this.

"Yo, yes, after more than ten days, you can find your way back accurately with your perception, and it's not even slower than the first hike, so let's start the next step of training." ”

"What? Are you yelling tired?"

"It's all right! Father has already figured out a way for you to overcome these difficulties. ”

With that, Mo Wushuang continued to explore the knife technique, and a pungent smell of garlic hung around his neck......

If only I had run away in the first place.

If only I had knocked him unconscious and escaped when I was trying the knife.

It would be nice if on the way back with a pack of sweat pills and ran away.

Although she often premeditated to terminate this journey with various means, she was always ruthless, but fortunately, she finally felt some results, especially after a period of closed eyes and cultivation, enjoying the information that she had never noticed in nature with her whole body senses, that kind of novelty and perception were far from the same.

But helplessly interrupted by a gust of wind, Mo Wushuang held his head and opened his eyes, only to see his father throwing a wooden stick and smiling at him.

"That's good, I see that you have finally learned to comprehend the qi around you, and there is still half the way to go for the next step of training......