Chapter 0593: Comprehending Sword Intent (Thirteen)

Just when Leng Mu fell into this situation, Xie Zhengying watched coldly, the knife in his hand was calm and steady, and he didn't have the slightest merciless intention because Leng Mu fell into such a situation, but slashed towards Leng Mu steadily, if he couldn't comprehend this knife, then he could only wait for death. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, the knife had already slashed Leng Mu's body, and the sharp black and white long knife directly sealed Leng Mu's throat, this time Leng Mu's performance was even more unbearable than the last time, perhaps because this time in order to make Leng Mu comprehend, Xie Zhengying's knife intent was stronger than last time.

But he didn't expect that Leng Mu fell into the environment directly under the influence of the knife intent, and was surrounded by endless loneliness and loneliness, and there was no chance to comprehend the knife intent at all, and he was directly immersed in the loneliness of the moon, and there was no chance to comprehend the sword intent at all.

Just unconsciously, Leng Mu felt that his body was gradually weakening, and his own strength continued to pass, and finally, his eyes were dark, and a sharp pain came from his neck, which made him wake up from loneliness, remembered everything, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he didn't have a chance to say anything more.

He had lost so much blood that he had died again. Seeing this scene, Xie Zhengying sighed softly, he was in a bit of a hurry just now, it was his problem. The sword intent used just now was much stronger than before, and Leng Mu couldn't bear such a strong sword intent at all, so it led to such a situation.

Leng Mu was directly involved in the illusion by the strong sword intent, and then his mind was infected by loneliness, and he forgot everything, and there was still a chance to perceive and think. This is also why he is too anxious, and the strong knife intent is indeed easier for people to understand, but there must be a premise, that is, the person who receives the knife must at least be able to withstand this sword intent.

And the knife intent he used just now was too strong, Leng Mu couldn't bear it at all, he was directly swept away by the knife intent, there was no other chance at all, and Leng Mu had already become like this, and it was a very troublesome thing to wake him up again, it was better to directly seal his throat with that matter.

Anyway, this is in a virtual spiritual space, everyone is a conscious body, here, even if they are dead, they will be reborn, and the speed is still very fast, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

At this time, Leng Mu came back to life again, looked at Xie Zhengying, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he had just recovered, and he hadn't figured out what was going on.

Then, Leng Mu stood up and shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, and then, he discovered a speechless fact, when he was stabbed just now, he was directly involved in the illusion, his mind fell, and then he was cut off by Xie Zhengying without resistance.

Thinking of this, Leng Mu smiled at Xie Zhengying awkwardly, his performance just now was indeed very embarrassing! And it's not as good as the previous one, and I don't know why. Seeing Leng Mu's eyes, Xie Zhengying didn't say a word, just glanced at him lightly, and there was something intriguing in his eyes.

Leng Mu didn't know that Xie Zhengying wanted to strengthen his sword intent just now, but Leng Mu himself couldn't stand it, so that there was such a situation, of course, Leng Mu himself didn't know about such a situation. And although Xie Zhengying did something wrong, this matter is completely his pot.

But obviously, Xie Zhengying didn't plan to tell this matter, just looked at Leng Mu with an embarrassed face, smiled silently, as if all this was none of her business. If Leng Mu knew what he really wanted about this, he would probably be too shameless to point at his nose and scold this guy.

It's obviously his own pot, but he didn't carry it himself, and let someone else carry it for him, and he looked at ease, this guy really has a problem!

Of course, Leng Mu won't know these things, and Xie Zhengying won't let Leng Mu know, anyway, as long as he doesn't say it, no one will know the truth.

Xie Zhengying smiled faintly, and didn't have the heart to say anything more about what happened just now, just directly revealed it and didn't mention it, glanced at Leng Mu and said: "It's okay, this is a normal thing, let's do it again, this time you pay attention, you must be careful, see if there is a chance to comprehend it directly." ”

Leng Mu originally thought that he would definitely be ridiculed by Xie Zhengying this time, but seeing that Xie Zhengying had directly exposed this matter and didn't mention it, he was too late to be happy, so naturally he wouldn't mention it again. And hearing Xie Zhengying's words, Leng Mu also put away the messy thoughts in his heart.

glanced at Xie Zhengying, nodded at him, and then said, "Okay, I'll do my best." ”

Xie Zhengying nodded with satisfaction, and then stopped being verbose, and directly drew his knife and slashed, and under the moonlight, a strange atmosphere suddenly enveloped the place where Leng Mu was. This time, it may have been Xie Zhengying who weakened the sword intent he used, so Leng Mu did not fall into the environment this time.

Instead, he stayed where he was, and under the influence of that peculiar atmosphere, a strange feeling was faintly born, first a faint sorrow, and under the light of the bright moon, it gradually evolved into a kind of loneliness in the deep bone marrow. Leng Mu looked at the bright moon in the sky, and felt as if he had incarnated into that bright moon.

It is eternal, but it always stays quietly above the sky, watching the vicissitudes of the world, the vanity of the prosperous world, the rise and fall of the human dynasty, the vicissitudes of life, and the changes of the floating world. From ancient times to the present day, eternity exists, however, I don't know when it began, he had a strange feeling.

He felt very lonely, very lonely, looking at the constant changes in the world below, his loneliness became more intense, people in the world are not lonely, they have relatives, friends and lovers, but they have nothing, they can only watch them quietly, watch them live, watch them die, watch them be happy, watch them suffer.

And he is hanging in the sky, eternal and unchanging, and he will always be accompanied by loneliness and loneliness.

At the moment when Xie Zhengying took out the knife, Leng Mu already had this feeling, his mind became in a trance, he had already regarded himself as the moon, feeling the loneliness and loneliness of the bright moon in the sky.

However, this time, he did not fall into the seed of illusion, although he had already felt the loneliness and loneliness, and his mind was infected, but this time, his reason was very clear, and that feeling flashed in his heart, but it made him have a little understanding.

He vaguely felt that if he wanted to comprehend this sword intent now, I am afraid that this was his only hope, if he couldn't catch it now and missed this time, then I am afraid that he would have to wait until I don't know when.

Just when he was savoring the loneliness and loneliness of Mingyue just now, an inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, making him feel that the key to breaking the game was probably on the loneliness he felt.

"The ancients did not see the present time and the moon, but the present month once shone on the ancients." Leng Mu's mind suddenly flashed these two lines of poetry, such a thing as the moon has appeared before human beings have appeared, and it can really be said that it is eternal and immortal.

And in these long years, the earth is constantly changing, human beings appeared, reproduced, evolved, and created a civilization of their own, in which the bright moon in the sky has been quietly watching all this, after countless years.

The ancients can no longer see today's moon, but today's moon has shone on the ancients, this is the meaning of those two poems, although the meaning and artistic conception are not very matched, but Leng Mu inexplicably thought of these two poems.

Today, the ancients have long passed away, but the bright moon in the sky has not changed as in the past, as if it is an eternal existence, but how much loneliness and loneliness are hidden under this eternity.

Under the momentary thinking association, a lot of cranky thoughts, but Leng Mu seemed to have found the dawn of breaking the situation, although he didn't have a clue how to do it, but it was always stronger than if he didn't have any ideas before.

"Otherwise, try to take the initiative to experience that feeling." Leng Mu thought so in his heart, he wanted to give it a try, let himself stand in the position of the bright moon, and imagine what it would be like if the bright moon in the sky was conscious, perhaps, this is the key to Xie Zhengying's artistic conception of the bright moon.

Moreover, Xie Zhengying's three knives that contain the artistic conception of the bright moon, each of these knives made him feel lonely and lonely from the bottom of his heart, and his mind was indulged in it, making it difficult for him to resist his knife. And now, I have to do the opposite, this time I take the initiative to immerse myself in that loneliness and loneliness, and see if there will be any different results.

Perhaps, this is the key to comprehending the artistic conception! Leng Mu thought so in his heart.

Thinking so in his heart, Leng Mu muttered the two lines of poetry in his mouth: "The ancients did not see the present time and the moon, and this month once looked like the ancients." Although Leng Mu's voice was very small, Xie Zhengying was standing in front of him now, and as soon as these two lines of poetry came out, they naturally fell into Xie Zhengying's ears.

Hearing these two poems, Xie Zhengying first frowned, then his brows relaxed, looking at Leng Mu, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a smile, looking at Leng Mu who was deep in thought, his eyes had a look of expectation. He didn't expect that Leng Mu's talent and understanding would be so good, and it was really incredible that he could realize something like this.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have greater expectations for Leng Mu in his heart, and now he suddenly felt that Leng Mu really hoped to comprehend his sword intent now, and he couldn't say why, just hearing those two lines of poetry, he had such a feeling inexplicably.

Just when Xie Zhengying was looking forward to Leng Mu's performance outside, Leng Mu had already fallen into deep contemplation, and he was now trying to substitute himself into the eternal bright moon, so that he could experience what the eternal and immortal bright moon was like.

With the help of the strange atmosphere created by Xie Zhengying's knife, Leng Mu successfully substituted himself into the role of Mingyue, and he now felt as if he had really incarnated a round of Mingyue.

Since the birth of this world, it has existed, and has been quietly watching all the things that happen on this land, the changes of the world, the sea has turned into a mulberry field, this world has undergone countless changes, and his own round of bright moon has never changed since ancient times.