Chapter 30: The Direction of Kendo

This contest between the big stomach king and the chef lasted from early morning until sunset.

In the end, Chen Mo took the lead in calling a halt, thus ending in defeat.

Chen Mo rubbed his stomach without the slightest bulge with one hand, and moved his numb cheeks with the other, and said with a sigh. "Happy day, it's a pity, my mouth is numb until I chew, I really am in poor health, and I almost cramped my cheeks when I even eat."

In the kitchen on the side, more than a dozen chefs were sweating profusely, lying on the ground in collapse, their faces were pale, and their hands, which had always been steady as chefs, were trembling.

If people who don't know see this scene, I'm afraid they will misunderstand what Chen Mo, a bean-sized child, did to more than ten middle-aged men.

Chen Mo picked his teeth with satisfaction, feeling the warm feeling in his body, and had an unprecedented feeling of fullness, which was different from the spiritual fullness of reading books before, this time he really experienced the sense of fullness in the body.

If you insist on Chen Mo describing it, it is estimated that Chen Mo will summarize it in such a sentence. "The feeling of being empty all the time in my body has been literally filled!"

Chen Mo's fingers moved slightly, and he saw a few wisps of visible sword qi circulating above in an instant.

Closing his eyes slightly, Chen Mo's expression moved slightly to feel the fluctuation of the sword intent in the cell, and after a while, Chen Mo opened his eyes in surprise and said. "People really have to eat enough to have strength, I now feel that every cell in my body is filled with sword intent that is about to overflow, I am afraid that the entry to the kendo is complete!"

"Then how should I practice my next kendo path?" After the surprise, Chen Mo frowned and pondered.

"Alas...... This is the distress of a civilian child like me who has no background and no talent, without sufficient teachers, the road of kendo is so difficult, and even the direction of the next step has to be groped forward. After a while, Chen Mo sighed and said.

"According to common sense, my next direction is either to integrate the sword intent of every cell in my body, unify it, sharpen my body into a sharp sword, and reach the realm where a person is a sword."

"Either the sword intent in the cell is further compressed, and the hazy existence of the sword intent is condensed into a gaseous state or something like that, and even the subsequent road is to gaseous to liquid, liquefied to solid, solid to solid, solid into golden pill???" Chen Mo sorted out all the relevant knowledge in his mind and reasoned with a strange face.

"According to the medical aspect, Jindan can't be a stone, right?"

"According to case statistics, generally speaking, stones appear in the age group of 20 to 50 years old, that is, if I have a golden pill, I may be able to do it in my 20s at the earliest?" Chen Mo muttered, his brows furrowed more and more, as if he had encountered some major decision that was difficult to choose.

"However, as the book says, once the stone is formed, it will cause pain in the human body, and even some serious stones will be in a state of shock and life-threatening!" Although Chen Mo can cut off his own pain nerves, he is not afraid of some pain, and he also knows the path of swordsmanship, he will definitely encounter many difficulties and obstacles, and suffer from pain.

However, as the book says, stone patients will hardly last for several years, and for various reasons, they will choose surgery to remove the stone one after another.

"In other words, the way of the sword is practiced in the way of the golden pill, although the progress is extremely fast, and there is a chance to reach that legendary realm after becoming an adult, but the price may be that it can only be maintained for a few years, and then you have to abolish the way of the sword and take out the golden pill." Chen Mo combined the environment in "Maritime Epic" and guessed.

"Perhaps this is the way chosen by the heroes of that era to quickly cultivate kendo against foreign enemies, and the price is to sacrifice their own future."

"Great ......"

"However, the current era is different, I don't have to be in such a hurry at all, so the way to form a golden pill is not suitable for me, and a layman like me, practicing kendo is more to yearn for the demeanor of the ancestors of the swordsmen, maybe the cultivation may not be able to reach the height of the ancestors in the end."

"Therefore, I still take the experience of kendo as the standard, and choose the kind of person who is the realm of the sword to advance, so that it can be regarded as finding some path for my descendants." Chen Mo secretly decided and muttered. "For people like me who don't have a master to teach, it's too difficult to practice kendo, and I hope that my descendants can go more unhindered, inherit my will, and change this twisted world of pirates."

After making up his mind, Chen Mo no longer hesitated too much, and under the interference of his will, the sword intent in each independent cell in his body tried to contact and blend with each other.

However, under Chen Mo's perception, the sword intent in each cell in his body was like sand, and a grain of sand could be combined and mixed at will, but if he wanted to fuse two grains of sand into one grain, the difficulty was simply incomparable.

Chen Mo tried for a long time, but the sword intent in each cell did not have the slightest tendency to blend, and they were incompatible with each other.

"Is this the legendary bottleneck? Sure enough, my previous thoughts were too naïve, my talent was not good, and it only took more than half a year to step into kendo before I came into contact with the bottleneck. Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly, but he didn't feel too disappointed.

After all, Chen Mo didn't have much expectations for his qualifications, so he naturally wouldn't feel frustrated because he had touched a bottleneck.

"It seems that if you want to break through the realm of the consummation of the entry to the kendo, for a mediocre talent like me, you have to work hard with water." Chen Mo secretly calculated. "The reason why it is difficult to fuse between sword intent and sword intent is probably because there is no same will in these sword intents."

"Generally speaking, the sword intent on my body is soulless, just like a dead thing, naturally difficult to blend."

"Then what I need to do now is to slowly contaminate the sword intent in my body with my own will, isn't there a saying called sword intent channeling? That's probably what it means, right? ”

"It's difficult, it is estimated that if that kind of genius person condenses the sword intent in the cell, he will also contaminate his own will on it, and it will naturally break through the realm."

"And I, now I can only read more books, enrich my knowledge, improve my ideological realm, strengthen my spiritual will, and then slowly cultivate the spirituality of sword intent in my body with water grinding work." Chen Mo did not have the slightest impetuousness in his heart, and deduced the direction of his own progress little by little.

When Chen Mo temporarily sorted out the trivial direction of kendo, when he came back to his senses, he found that the Michelson chef walked in front of Chen Mo with a tired face that was not there.