As if the endless years had passed, Mo Wen woke up, the water was murmuring in his ears, the fragrance in the air entered his nose, his eyes were slightly open, the sun was dazzling, and the sky was blue.

What a fairyland on earth!

"Where is this?"

With a soft touch behind him, Mo Wen found himself lying on the grass, suddenly got up, his whole body was extremely sore, he looked around, surrounded by cliffs on all sides, like iron buckets, flowers and birds, and the crystal clear stream seemed to appear out of thin air, and a stream of spring water poured out of the cliff, converging into a stream, rushing for dozens of meters, and disappeared.

Looking inward, Mo Wen was a little helpless, and when he wanted to punish Rongfeng without his master, he had clearly exhausted the internal breath of Buddhism in his body, but at this moment, he had refilled.

Buddhism is breathing inside, endless, but for Mo Wen, it is like a tumor!

"Sword Dog, come out and have a look at the briquettes!" Mo Wen summoned two living treasures.

"Damn, boy, you're not dead, it's amazing!"

The sword dog rolled his eyes, seriously disdainful of Mo Wen, and the briquettes shimmered, and his tone was gentle and lovely.

"Brother, that person is so terrible, I didn't dare to show up!"

Yes, that man! Mo Wen vaguely remembered that a figure in Tsing Yi blocked his fatal sword against the selfless master, so why was he here?

He stood up, patted the grass on his body, tidied it up, and took a closer look in the valley.

The valley is not big, less than half an hour, every corner has been walked by Mo Wen, and nothing has been found!

"Thank you seniors for rescuing, please show up!"

With a move in his heart, Mo Wen shouted several times towards the sky, echoing in the empty valley for a long time, and still no one answered.

The sword dog sniffed, and said with a frightened look in his eyes: "It's over, we can't get out!" ”

Mo Wen and the briquette quietly waited for the next step of the sword dog, only to see the sword dog spread on the grass, and there was nothing to love: "The breath here has not changed at all, it is not like the real world!" We are imprisoned here by the power, never to see the outside world! ”

With the reminder of the sword dog, Mo Wen also noticed that the water of the small stream seemed to be spotless, and several flying birds seemed to be circulating along a fixed route and foothold!

In order to confirm this speculation, Mo Wen stared at a few flying birds and observed them carefully, and after a while, he said bitterly: "After 1 minute, the green bird will fly to the third tree in the east and stay for five minutes." ”

Sure enough, as expected, as Mo Wen said, the stylized trajectory of the flying bird all confirms the illusion of this world.

In this world, the passage of time seems to be invisible, the eternal day seems to freeze, and Mo asks from expectation to disappointment, and finally despair, and even hysteria.

After being trapped here for ten days, Mo Wen lay on the grass, all thoughts were lost, and the past flashed in his mind like a slide, vividly remembered.

The sword dog and the briquette were silent, and the valley was obviously a thriving scene, but there was a deathly silence!

Finally, on this day, Mo Wen was reluctant to wake up in his sleep, and his mind flashed Lin Xi's figure, Lin Xi's beautiful shadow was like a spring breeze, melting eternal ice and snow.

A sweet smile appeared on Mo Wen's face, but soon, Lin Xi's figure disappeared from his mind, replaced by Zhao Tiansheng's elegant back, at this moment, Zhao Tiansheng's back looked very majestic, like a sharp sword, sharp and sharp, directly hitting Mo Wen's heart!

"Are you willing to sink like this?"

A voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, and Mo Qian was excited, and sat up suddenly!

His eyes were full of luster again, and Mo Wen said to himself: "I don't ask, how can I fall here!" ”

When I came to the stream, the stream reflected its own outline, and it was already full of slag and vicissitudes!

"Briquettes, Sword Dogs!"

Mo Wen grinned and called out to them, and the sword dog and briquettes came out in response, looking at Mo Wen quietly.

"I want to establish a sword heart, use the sword heart to break the delusion, see if I can take you out of this prison, if you can't break the delusion, then be at ease!"

Sword Dog made a rare unspoken taunt, and the briquettes also shimmered in approval.

Mo Wen looked at the two little friends in front of him, and his heart was touched for a while, and he was even more determined to break out of the prison!

Choosing a clean place, Mo Wen sat down cross-legged, and the innate sword trick flashed in his mind, as if he had returned to the courtyard of the small building, and in front of him was Zhao Tiansheng's elegant sword style.

The sword trick and the sword style continue to show up, but Mo Wen always feels that something is missing!

Zhao Tiansheng's posture is elegant, with a sense of loneliness, the sword of loneliness, free and uninhibited, whenever Mo asks about getting better, the figure of Lin Xi in his mind reappears.

A smile and a smile touched Mo Wen's mind, as well as the blend of spirit and desire, how can you forget? How dare you forget!

"My way is not here!"

Mo asked to talk to himself, it seemed to be suddenly enlightened, suddenly, blessed to the soul: kendo should be affectionate! Just like the sword dog's love for briquettes, it is eternal and unchanging!

Love Sword!

Don't ask the first sword heart, which is contrary to Zhao Tiansheng's lonely sword!

There is no time in the mountains, the mobile phone has long been turned off, Mo Wen even forgot the time, briquettes and sword dogs hibernated, for fear of disturbing Mo Wen.

On this day, Mo Wen suddenly jumped up, looked up to the sky and roared, and his body and mind were indescribably comfortable.

"I, don't ask, enter the sword with love, break the delusion with the sword! Sword Dog, come! ”

With a probe in his hand, the sword dog has been waiting for a long time, and it quickly appeared in Mo Wen's hand, the sword was in his hand, Mo Wen looked at the long sword flowing in the ghostly light, and with a wave of his hand, a terrifying sword qi spread like a wave, cutting off trees, splashing several meters high in the stream, and the sword qi slashed on the cliff, and suddenly flew sand and stones, and the cliff was cut off!

Although the cliff quickly returned to its original state, Mo Wen's heart was extremely happy at the moment!

"It's not enough!"

Mo Wen stroked the sword dog and said to himself.

Innate swordsmanship was performed in Mo Wen's hands, over and over again, Mo Wen changed the sword intent one move at a time, and slowly, the innate swordsmanship changed from a lonely swordsmanship to a love sword.

"It's time to break the story!"

Don't ask your heart, feel that the time has come, now the first step is to enter the sword with love, and the next step is to break the delusion with the sword!

The sword heart is full of the sea of knowledge, and the sea of knowledge has undergone great changes, and the original light blue divine consciousness has begun to turn into a trace of sword intent.

The inner breath of the Buddha Gate in the body seemed to feel the changes in Mo Wen, and began to be crazy and restless, constantly impacting Mo Wen's sea of knowledge!

At this moment, the inner breath of the Buddha Gate is like hellish lava, raging in Mo Wen's body, preventing Mo Wen's sea from changing qualitatively!

"Buddhism, don't let me go at this moment, I hate it!"

Severe pain spread throughout his body from the sea of consciousness, and Mo Wen unconsciously threw away his long sword, holding his head and rolling on the grass.

After a long time, the pain disappeared, and the sword heart that could be condensed also dissipated, and the body was still surging with the internal breath of Buddhism.

After sitting for a long time, whenever Mo Wen wanted to condense the sword heart, the internal breath of the Buddhist sect would always come out in time to interfere, making Mo Wen miserable, and even fell into a state of madness for a while.

On this day, Mo Wen didn't try to condense the sword heart, his mind was extremely clear, and suddenly he had a bold thought: "What will happen if the Buddha Gate rests inside and fuses the sword heart?" ”