"I'm so tired, this is the fifth tree, it's been a week, how is it possible to cut down a hundred trees in a month. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Mo Chen leaned against the fallen tree trunk, looked at the plain iron sword, and tried the blade with his hand, but his thumb immediately bled out, "It's sharp enough, is my strength too small?" "Mo Chen thought of the scene of a sword cutting down a tree that night, and at that time he didn't have much spiritual power at all, just a simple sword." It should be that the sword is not as suitable for cutting trees as the axe, and the notes have their own strengths. Mo Chen comforted himself.

"Why, did you feel your weakness so quickly?" Wu Ming didn't know when he came to Mo Chen, "The weakest, very small, it doesn't matter, even if it's worse than a seed, you have to have the lofty ambition to surpass the world, this is the original words of the Sword God." Wu Ming looked a little emotional, and his words were full of reverence: "The era of the sword god, just when the source of magic was completely dissipated, and the spiritual power was not yet born, at that time, he relied on swordsmanship to stand alone in the world, presumably your father also taught you." ”

"Is it the Seven Tricks of the Sword God?"

"But I always feel that I have only learned the surface, and I have only comprehended the first skill until now, and it seems that I still haven't comprehended the true meaning of the sword god."

"No, you just don't understand the true meaning of the sword."

"The sword seemed to the ancestors to be a mere ornament, without the sharpness of a sword, without the slashing of an axe, without the flexibility of a whip, without the smallness and flexibility of a dagger, without the power of a hammer, without the length and piercing of a spear. Flashy is the mark of a rebel, and it is the weak who wields the sword and cuts off the head of the tyrant. The sword takes the strength of all people, and leads the beauty of the family, and the so-called sword is ever-changing without departing from its origin. Adapting to the situation, survival of the fittest is really appropriate for swordsmen. ”

"Is improvisation the true meaning of the sword?" Mo Chen looked carefully at the inconspicuous sword in front of him.

"Otherwise, everything can be the true meaning of the sword, and so is the never-ending cultivation of the way of the sword, and the spirit of honor in the way of knighthood is also, everything can be dissolved in the sword, and it can be dissolved in the way of the sword. This is what you need to cultivate, not only physically but also spiritually. The most powerful swordsman in the world is not able to wield the most powerful sword, but can exert the greatest and infinite power with the worst sword. There is a sword in the heart, and there is a sword in the hand. If there is no sword in the heart, there is no sword in the world. If there is no dispute in the heart, there is no dispute with the world. A tranquil heart that can be lived in the middle of the city. Hidden in the city, what I yearn for in my heart is also what I pursue, and it is also a regret that I have not reached. Mo Chen pondered in a daze, and the figure of Wushen disappeared with the voice.

……

It was still a foggy morning, and a rumbling sound was heard, and a group of birds were startled and scattered, and several trees fell with a bang. Mo Chen stood in front of a huge unicorn in embarrassment, the iron sword in his hand was stained with beast blood, and there were already several gaps. "Why is this guy so hard." Mo Chen dodged its attack with a nimble posture, and slashed again, but only left a few blood marks on this guy's neck. "But it's okay, I didn't expect that there would be such a fierce guy in this place without spiritual power, you can't mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and you are just a thick-skinned beast." (The use of spiritual power by beasts and humans is completely different, people absorb it and turn it into their own use and then release it, while the beast directly mobilizes the spiritual power of heaven and earth, although the attack of the beast at the same level is more fierce and majestic, but the lack can not last for a long time, when the spiritual power in a certain area is consumed, the beast becomes a lamb to be slaughtered.) However, for Mo Chen, who also can't use spiritual power now, this position has been reversed.

"Looks like it's a good thing." Mo Chen saw the unicorn rushing over again, and threw the golden apple in his hand. "If you want to, come and help me cut down the tree." Mo Chen's dexterous body shuttled through the trees, and the unicorn with golden horns and silver at the top was chasing Mo Chen frantically.

"Why is it so fast, it's really him off now." Mo Chen slid to a halt, and jumped on the branch in three or two, "Attack it unprepared, take it by surprise." It's just a brute bull, let you see the power of the keel. Mo Chen pulled out the sword on his back, the scabbard was wrapped in black cloth, but he could still faintly see a little silvery-white, holding the sword in both hands and aiming at the unicorn's neck with the scabbard. The unicorn was frantically looking for Mo Chen, and he never thought that Mo Chen, who had fled in the wilderness, would fight back against it, after all, it was just a beast. Just when Mo Chen thought that he was about to succeed, the unicorn seemed to feel Mo Chen's breath or the perception of death, and when he raised his head suddenly, Mo Chen's extreme reflexes turned from attack to defense, blocking him with a sword, but the unicorn's powerful blow made Mo Chen's hands tremble. Mo Chen was knocked away and smashed heavily on the trunk of the tree. The unicorn was still unwilling to give up and rushed towards Mo Chen, who felt the pain of his internal organs, and a fishy smell welled up in his throat. "I didn't expect such a beast to have such excellent reflexes." In the blink of an eye, the unicorn appeared in front of him, and it was too late to escape, so Mo Chen had to cover the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and hold the scabbard with his left hand to prepare to fight against this fierce blow.

However, the unicorn suddenly stopped at a distance of dozens of steps from Mo Chen, hesitated for a while, and ran away, looking back. Mo Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, a bloody smell directly broke through his throat and filled his mouth, and Mo Chen swallowed it hard.

"Thank you Master for saving me." At this time, the only one who can frighten the angry beast in such a posture is Wuying, after all, although it is violent, it still has an instinctive fear in the face of great strength, and of course the latter is the choice between the treasure and life. It's just that he frightened away the unicorn that made Mo Chen helpless with his breath, presumably Wuming's strength is not what he said.

"I said where have you been for more than half a month, it turned out that you got rid of such a gold and silver unicorn, this is a big monster close to the realm, and it will be able to speak to people in a few decades. Anyway, what did you do to make it so angry? ”

"Not yet." Mo Chen casually threw the golden apple to Wu Ming.

"Ah, this is not a golden ambergris, this size is definitely hundreds of years old, although most of the ambergris fruits belong to the middle and upper grades, but these hundreds of years of golden ambergris are definitely close to the existence of the earth."

"It's close to the local product, so it's not crazy to sell it, millions of gold coins, and the salted fish suddenly turns over." Mo Chen's heart was irrepressibly joyful.

"This thing is hard to come by, and it has a great effect on cultivating the physique and enhancing the physique, so you can absorb it."

Mo Chen bears fruit, although he is a little reluctant in his heart, but after all, the money can be earned, so he should eat this kind of divine fruit if he gets it. I was trying to taste what the fruit tasted like, but I was stopped by Wu Ming.

"What are you doing!"

"Eat it, or else?"

"This is an immortal fruit that is close to the earth, although it has been weakened after not being exposed to spiritual power for so many years, but it is a waste for you to eat it so raw. Absorb him by absorbing spiritual power. Wu Ming said here suddenly paused, and sighed again: "Forget it, you eat him, there is no good way now, let your body slowly absorb it." After all, it also has the effect of repairing the body. ”

"Tomorrow when you recover, come to the waterfall, it's time to teach you something." Wushen walked away with his hands behind his back, "Your sword is far more than the power in front of you, when you can really pull it out, when you can really exert its strength, you can also show its light as if you were light." The legend of the king will always continue. ”