......

Lu Qianhuan looked at Shao Mo's expression was dark and uncertain, he didn't say anything, he was strange in his heart, suspecting that he was being strong, so he immediately touched his hand, probed his pulse, and then frowned...... Shao Mo's body is fine, and there are no serious internal injuries, so why did he suddenly lose his body?

I don't understand.

A man's heart really changes, oh, no, Shao Mo is not a man yet, he is just a boy with a sword.

No matter how Lu Duhuan slandered Shao Mo's emotions as if they were the weather forecast, Shao Mo was immersed in his emotions, and it took a long time to raise his head, there seemed to be a fog in his black pupils, bringing out some emotions similar to confusion and complexity, and he shook his head gently: "I'm really, it's okay, senior sister, don't worry." ”

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

Okay, she already knew that he didn't have anything to do, she had just checked his pulse, and he was healthy, and he was still the Aotian brother who kicked "my life is up to me" and punched "the sky is so unfair to me, then I should destroy the sky".

Lu Duhuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Senior brother is fine, it's almost time now, it's time for us to practice swords." ”

Shao Mo nodded, and the two of them swept to the peak cliff at the same time, and the sword was also unsheathed, holding the sword in his right hand, without using spiritual power, purely with his own strength to make the sword to the extreme, first picking, then stabbing, then attacking, and receiving, again and again.

Lu Qianhuan also rarely had a solemn face, red clothes were beautiful, light as the wind, holding a long sword in his hand, his toes were lightly touched on the black stone ground of the peaks and cliffs, his eyes were focused and serious, and he swung one sword after another with instinct.

On the other side, Shao Mojun's good-looking eyebrows frowned, he moved his hand holding the sword slightly, strange, he didn't seem to be able to find the feeling today, the power of swinging the sword could not reach what he wanted at all, as he swung the sword again and again, his brows became tighter and tighter.

After a while, he stopped swinging his sword, stood still in place, slowly closed his eyes, and then swung a sword irregularly and instinctively, and after half a breath, the long sword in his hand swung out again, and the sword he swung out became more and more dense, and one sword was faster than the other, and in the end, even the sword momentum was fast and the afterimage was gone.

If Lu Duanhuan swings his sword with a sense of slenderness and beauty, then Shao Mo is more solemn and cold, which is extremely consistent with his temperament.

......

Time passed slowly, Lu Duhuan felt like an emotionless sword-wielding machine, as the number of sword swings increased, repeating this action constantly, she gradually became a little powerless, the hand holding the sword became stiff, and the speed of swinging the sword slowed down.

Just as the force is reciprocal, the sword swings at the same time as it bears the load it transmits to the hand, and the longer it is wielded, the more the load increases.

Even so, she didn't stop, even if the speed of swinging the sword was very slow, she still insisted on swinging the sword, all the skills in the world are based on sincerity, the way of the sword, as if the heart is sincere to the sword, then the sword will be sincere, in fact, even if she stops and rests now and doesn't practice, except for Shao Mo, no one will know.

But the way of the sword should not be relaxed, but the speed is a little slower, if she stops swinging the sword, then how can she go down this avenue?

Although she was smiling in front of Qingxiao, she agreed with what he said-

Sword cultivation, no matter how high or low the talent, no matter the strength of the understanding, no matter the depth of the potential, after all, the strength of the judgement, some people are extremely talented, but they are complacent, neglect to cultivate, and eventually stand out from the crowd; and some people have mediocre talents, they can be diligent and can make up for their shortcomings, and practice seriously, so as to rise to the top.

It can be seen that if you want to go further in kendo and get a glimpse of the mysteries of a higher realm, you need not only talent, but also a tenacious heart to the way, dedication to kendo, as well as continuous training and practice day after day.

Swinging a sword is indeed a very boring thing, coupled with repeating an action for a long time, although Lu Jinhuan's speed of swinging the sword at this time is extremely slow, she can feel her perception of the sword, and her understanding of the way of the sword is becoming clear bit by bit.

......

And at this moment, Shao Mo's sword swinging speed also slowed down, he didn't stop, he still slashed the sword one by one, with the trajectory of the sword, something seemed to flash in his heart, he frowned, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked straight at the sword intent of life and death on the peak wall.

When he looked at the moment of the sword intent, he was first blind, unable to see anything, and then turned white again, but half a breath, and quickly dissipated, he saw a snow-white sword, which was a huge blade, suspended in mid-air from the ground, motionless, the aura emitted by the sword body was very mysterious, implying sharpness.

Shao Mo stared at the giant sword vigilantly, clenching the Qianliu in his hand, how could a sword suddenly appear?

Could it be that he was pulled into the realm of life and death mentioned by his senior sister, but he didn't experience the desperate situation on one side and the meaning of new life on the other, what is going on?

When Shao Mo thought so, the giant sword suspended in mid-air lit up with an extremely bright brilliance, and a sword light struck him, the sword light was extremely close and far, extremely close, because he could feel that this sword light was in front of him, and he could also feel the sword power he contained, extremely far, because the sword light could not touch him, the distance seemed to be extremely far away from him, the sword intent was monstrous, swept in, but it was not next to him.

Shao Mo was confused, and before he could think about it, the next moment he felt that time was completely still, whether it was the flow of air or the direction of the wind, everything stopped, completely in a state of static.

The sword light that slashed out from the giant sword could forcibly make time stand still?

The static state did not last long, it seemed that in a flash of thought, time began to flow again, but ...... This time did not return to its original state, but began to flow backwards at a rapid speed, time continued to recede, and Shao Mo saw that it was back to the time when he closed his eyes and waved his sword before.

Shao Mo waved his sword stiffly, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, he always felt that this scene had happened, but this thought was a little unfounded, he slowly stopped swinging his sword, and his eyelids jerked.

No, he had already experienced the same thing, he remembered that a quarter of an hour ago, he saw a sword, a snow-white and huge sword, and the sword slashed at him with a sword light, and then he ......

At this moment, he had a terrifying feeling in his heart, that sword can not only make time stand still, but also turn back time, but also let you go back to a time period, and forcibly experience what you have experienced again, and your brain will become confused, this sword ...... With the power of time and space?