Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Valley of the Wasted Man Asks (4)
In fact, life is so strange, everyone will not believe that a person will be good to themselves for no reason.
Even if he laughs indifferently now, he still suspects that Lin Mu has another purpose.
Xiao is not afraid that he has any purpose, but he is afraid that he has no purpose, and the grace of human favor is the most difficult to return.
But at this time, Xiao was indifferent and had no intention of thinking about these at all.
Returning to the waterfall, after sending Jasper Qing away, Xiao indifferently went directly into the secret room of the Bishan Sect Master's Courtyard, and quickly took out the "Tao Te Ching" from the dark compartment and flipped through it.
"Twenty-fourth, twenty-fourth, the enterprise does not stand; Cross not work. The self-seeers are unknown; Those who are self-righteous are not good. Self-felling is reactive; Self-disciplined people don't grow long. It is also said in the Tao: surplus food and fat form. Objects or evil, so those who have Tao are not placed. ”
"He who sees himself is unknown; Those who are self-righteous are not good. Self-felling is reactive; Self-disciplined people don't grow long. It is also said in the Tao: surplus food and fat form. Objects or evil, so those who have Tao are not placed. ”
"I see, I see, I am in a hurry, and I don't know the way. Self-righteous, not good at discerning and analyzing the six consciousnesses, how can you achieve something in the state of mind, I understand, I understand hahahaha......! ”
With laughter indifferently laughing, behind him was the silver light of Safa.
It's a pity that Xiao Mo was falling into crazy joy at this time, and he didn't realize the silver light behind him.
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As soon as it was dawn the next day, Xiao indifferently picked up the remnant sword and left Bishan early, ready to sort out what he had learned in the past month.
Out of the cave, Xiao indifferently took off with his sword and came to the edge of the cliff, and practiced his sword against the cliff.
I saw Xiao indifferently wrist a sword flower, and the remnant sword disappeared from his hand in vain.
Then the basic moves such as stabbing, picking, splitting, wiping, pulling, teasing, breaking, and pointing were constantly used.
However, the long sword in his hand flew over, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, except for the sound of the falling stones and the sound of birds in the jungle, there was no sound at all.
If you don't look at the sound of falling stones, the laughter at this time is like a ghost disappearing between heaven and earth.
At first, Xiao was very slow to draw his sword, as slow as a snail, but as a rudimentary humanoid statue appeared on the cliff wall, the sword in his hand sped up in vain.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Mo Ran slowly moved, and the sound of the wind when he moved made people feel that Xiao Mo Ran was still there.
However, although Xiao Mo Ran was flying in the air, the steps under his feet were simple and fast, and the whole person slowly fell into high-speed movement.
As the statue neared its end, the sun gradually set, and a Tibetan swordsman with a height of more than 30 meters appeared on the cliff.
If you look closely, you will find that this Tibetan swordsman is gentle and elegant like a teacher, similar in appearance but not in god.
But the tip of the sword exposed on the inside of the hat makes people see that this is a chivalrous man.
However, the huge statue was not finished, because its eyes were indifferent and had not yet been carved.
Landing on the ground to collect the sword, Xiao indifferently put the remnant sword horizontally and sat cross-legged, facing the cliff on a stone by the river and closing his eyes and meditating.
Boom!
"Quack quack......!"
Late at night!
It was already past two o'clock in the morning.
Xiao Indifferent, who had been sitting still, suddenly thrust the remnant sword into the ground, stood up and tossed and turned wildly on the small stone, and actually practiced basic footwork.
Biyuqing lay on her stomach in the turbulent river water, as steady as Mount Tai, stretched out her head and looked at her indifferently with a weak smile, then retracted her head and continued to sleep.
It's just surprising that another big turtle that has been inseparable from it has disappeared.
After practicing for a while, Xiao Mo suddenly stopped, frowned and thought about it.
Then Xiao indifferently thought of something, staring at the big tree on the bank of the river.
Sou!
Bang!
Xiao indifferently rushed to the bottom of the tree with one step, and stepped out with one foot, and suddenly the leaves on the ground rose into the air in response.
Taking advantage of the fact that the leaves did not fall to the ground, Xiao indifferently broke through his internal force and pushed up with both hands, and once again lifted the fallen leaves into the air.
Then he transformed into an elegant butterfly, flying back and forth among the falling leaves.
But after trying for a while, he stopped again.
"Why is it okay to integrate swordsmanship, but not footwork?" Xiao indifferently frowned, staring at the leaves that were carried away by him.
He wanted to integrate the carving method that was integrated into the sword technique into the footwork, so as to break the air silently and windlessly like the sword technique, but unfortunately he failed.
In this way, Xiao stood there indifferently and stood motionless all night.
"Roar ......!"
As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Xiao Indifferent suddenly roared, and uncontrollably entered the second spirit form.
The white-haired and red-eyed petrified body, raised his head to the sky and roared, grabbed the remnant sword from the river and rushed to the sky, slashed against the knight on the cliff wall, and disappeared above the waterfall.
"It's such a heavy killing intent, it seems that he has suppressed himself too much, and he has begun to lose control of himself a little."
Not long after Xiao Mo left, a man wearing a pure white robe and a gold-rimmed wooden mask appeared under the waterfall.
"What a perfect piece!"
The white-clothed valley lord saw the statue at a glance, and praised it before he finished reading it.
"What a finishing touch, what a sword-hiding scholar with angry eyes."
I saw that the swordsman on the cliff looked like a scholar, and he didn't look like a swordsman at all if he didn't look at his eyes.
However, Xiao Mo Ran actually gave it a pair of eyes with a sword just now.
Looking at it again at this time, a pair of slightly open eyes are murderous, and ordinary mortals will inevitably be torn apart if they look at it.
Click, knock, knock......!
At that moment, there was a cracking sound from the cliff.
Ten large characters that hide killing intent appear next to the statue.
"Hidden merit and fame, a sword into invisible. A good hidden merit and fame, a good sword out of the invisible, hahahaha! ”
The man read it out one sentence at a time, then laughed and disappeared into the jungle.
As for Jasper Qing, she actually made a turtle with a shrunken head, hiding in the river and not daring to come out.
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When, when, when!
"The disciple smiled indifferently and came to learn the art!" When the sun was in the sky, Xiao Mo Ran belatedly appeared outside the courtyard of Niu Han Mountain, and at this time, Xiao Mo Ran had returned to his original appearance.
The rhythmic sound of striking iron in the courtyard disappeared.
"Come in!"
Niu Hanshan's sonorous voice came from the courtyard.
"Yes, Teacher!"
smiled indifferently and replied, then pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.
As Xiao Mo walked into the compound, a huge hydraulic bellows whirred, and Niu Hanshan put down the sledgehammer in his hand on the edge of the stove and was waiting for Xiao Mo to be indifferent.
"Teacher, I don't know where the disciple started?" Xiao indifferently stood up and bowed and asked.
Niu Hanshan said: "Pull the bellows!" ”
As he spoke, he removed the transmission rod of the hydraulic bellows.
"Yes, Teacher!"
Xiao replied indifferently, walked over and began to pull the bellows.
A month later, Xiao indifferently bowed down and thanked him and left Niu Hanshan's house.
At this moment, laughing indifferently, that has completely changed a person.
Wearing a vest, his muscles were like bronze, and the steps under his feet were sonorous and calm, as steady as a mountain.