Walking slowly, he let the bamboo leaves scratch by, leaving scars everywhere, and came to the side of the ink knife in the dark.

Her clothes had been cut and torn, and her body was bleeding like blood. It's just that her gaze has never changed, and the confusion is no more, replaced by indifference.

Only when you look at the ink knife will you show a trace of tenderness, but only a hint of it.

She didn't deserve to be by her side. This was what the ink knife thought before, but now the ink knife feels that the darkness is qualified.

People who seek death, the ink knife will never be saved, and saving people will never need a reason.

If you want someone to come to the rescue, you must at least have the idea of survival, even if your hands and feet are broken, you can already use your teeth and heads to attack your enemies, as long as you have a breath, you will not have the heart to die.

This is the principle of Modao all along, and it is also the basis for Modao to save people.

The ink knife is also not saved when he sees death, but it is only because those people have long lost the heart to survive.

"Go back and recuperate, and come here to find me. Ink Knife said loudly, he needs to be stronger, in order to participate in the extinction, and the dark needs it even more.

"Yes. Like his subordinates, he answered in a dark voice.

"Next time, I don't want to see you hurt. As Darkness was about to leave, Ink Knife said. He didn't want Darkness to have a scar every time, and the time to participate in the extinction was getting closer and closer, and there wasn't much time for Darkness to heal.

But the dark will be mistaken in the meaning of the ink knife's words, when she heard the words of the ink knife, a warm current instantly rose in her heart, she thought that the ink knife was caring about her,

Darkness didn't answer, not even a pause.

It's just that at that moment, she has decided in her heart that she will never be hurt, at least in this bamboo forest!

"Go ahead. This moment of interlude has delayed a lot of time, and the Taoist standing at the tip of the bamboo said loudly.

The ink knife was blindfolded again and walked through the bamboo forest.

I don't remember the first time it was, and the ink knife was in this bamboo forest.

Qi Chu didn't understand why the Dao man wanted him to walk through this bamboo forest.

Mo Dao didn't care about it originally, but when he walked into the bamboo forest, he noticed the difference here. The bamboo leaves are as sharp as knives, irregular, messy, and shaking wantonly. But it was precisely because of this that in just a moment, many scars appeared on the ink knife's body.

It's just that the ink knife quickly adapted to this bamboo forest.

Borrowing the method of walking, shuttling through it is easy, only the third time, there is not a single bamboo leaf that can hurt him.

After the Taoist saw it, a pair of eyes stared at the ink knife, he felt that he had already looked up to the ink knife, but he didn't expect that in the end, he still underestimated the strength of the ink knife, or the potential of the ink knife. Flash Dance

What's more important is that kind of body method, that person is far from being comparable to ordinary people, just at a glance, you can see the special style of the ink knife body.

Catch the wind and move with the wind. The stronger the force, the faster the line.

This kind of body method is difficult to do unless you have experienced thousands of battles, and even if you have experienced thousands of battles, you need absolute understanding to learn.

It's just that at this moment, the Dao people were surprised not only by the ink knife body method, but also by the person who taught the ink knife body method.

"Who the hell created this kind of body? "The Taoist also thought about creating such a body, but he never succeeded, not because of his lack of experience, but because his understanding was still lacking.

It is also because he can't feel the presence of the wind, and if he can't feel the wind, he can't move with the wind.

Although the eyes can't see, the ink knife can feel the slightest change in the breath around him by feeling it, and judge the position of the bamboo leaves, so as to dodge.

Although in the dark, the ink knife can clearly see the swaying bamboo leaves, and each time you can find a perfect path to pass between the bamboos.

With a soft sound, the ink knife was sideways, and its body leaned back, almost parallel to the ground, and the ink knife at this moment was as if it was being hung by someone with a rope, completely detached from the gravitational pull of the ground.

Came to a halt less than half an inch from the ground.

This is impossible to do, unless the knife is there, otherwise there is no point of force, and it is impossible to stabilize the body in this posture.

But the ink knife did it, and in this bamboo forest, the ink knife gradually learned another way to exert force.

Borrow.

This method of ink knife has been used, but it is only fur, and it is all straight back.

But this time it was different, the ink knife was making his body round.

With the feet as the axis, the body began to rotate out of thin air.

The ink knife had already caught the trajectory of those bamboo leaves, and although they were disorganized, the ink knife judged their trajectory by the movement of the wind brought by the shaking of the bamboo leaves.

Next, the ink knife only needs to move according to the trajectory he has predicted, and he can easily dodge those bamboo leaves.

But at this moment, a breeze suddenly hit, and the bamboo leaves shook violently.

This shaking completely disrupted the rhythm of the ink knife, and in order to dodge, the ink knife had to forcibly stabilize his body, and this move also made the force he borrowed completely disappear at the same time.

"How so. The ink knife was puzzled, relying on the feeling, the ink knife had already been determined, and at the moment he made a move, it was impossible for the wind to strike. Because of this, he will use the way of drawing a circle, trying to walk through the bamboo forest in one go. 35xs

But this sudden gust of breeze made him fall short.

"You're trusting your own judgment too much and don't think about the unexpected. On the tip of the bamboo, the Taoist said loudly. As he spoke, he waved his palm again, and another breeze blew through the bamboo forest.

He only made this one action, but it made the bamboo forest shake violently, and in an instant, no less than ten exclamations came from the bamboo forest.

I think it was those who were also practicing in the bamboo forest, and they were accidentally cut by bamboo leaves.

"Trust your judgment too much, so as to act according to expectations, if something unexpected happens, it will put you in a passive position for a while. You have to be aware of everything around you all the time. "That person is like a teacher at this moment, teaching the ink knife.

"You can predict the enemy's movements, but you must not go too far, at most, you can only predict three steps. Because even if you are smart and calm, you can't fully predict people's actions. ”

"You must know that there are strong and weak people, and wisdom is the same, maybe you predicted the most path, but your enemy is too stupid to think of the most correct path. ”

"Therefore, do not anticipate the enemy too much, and always be vigilant. ”

In the prediction just now, the ink knife predicted the movement trajectory of at least fifty bamboo leaves. It was precisely because of this that just a breeze disrupted his rhythm.

In the past, he always predicted a long distance, because he believed that as long as he predicted far enough, he could walk ahead of others every step, even if the prediction was wrong, he could make temporary adjustments.

Only this time, he didn't have time to adjust at all, on the one hand, because the accident came too suddenly, and on the other hand, because the ink knife was not facing people this time, just pieces of bamboo leaves.

"There's so much you have to learn, and there's no way I'm going to let you learn it at once, so you have to experience it yourself. As for what I just said, you have to remember it, because it's about whether you win in the end. The Taoist said aloud.

"From now on, you can only dodge a maximum of three bamboo leaves at a time, and step over three bamboos. ”

There are thousands of bamboos, and bamboo leaves are incalculable.

But the man only allowed the ink knife to dodge three pieces at a time, and stepped over three bamboos. This invisibly adds a lot of difficulty to the ink knife.

Mo Dao didn't understand why the man wanted him to do this, but Mo Dao didn't refute it.

Since then, the ink knife has only dodged three bamboo leaves at most every time he dodges, taking a single step.

The world has passed for more and more, and the ink knife at this moment still hasn't been able to get out of the bamboo forest.

It's not that the ink knife is not capable enough, but because of the rules set by that Taoist.

Many people heard this rule, but they did scoff at it, although they all worshiped that person abnormally, but this time, they felt that the person was too cautious.

How is it possible to predict that the more dangerous it becomes?

So, everyone didn't follow that rule, and still went their own way, and in an instant they walked through the bamboo forest. Even if it leaves a few more scars because of it.

The moon and stars are scarce, dotting the sky. Like a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at each other from afar.

There was no one around this bamboo forest for a long time, except for the ink knife, except for the Taoist.

Finally, the ink knife felt a little cool, the temperature difference let the ink knife know, he quickly walked out of this bamboo forest, relying on the feeling of the ink knife to know, there are at most five more, and you can go out after passing through the real bamboo.

But the ink knife was not in a hurry, because the more at this time, the more at the last moment, the more calm he had to be, although it was just a simple practice of the body, but the ink knife regarded him as the last battle.

Fighting, must use all their strength, this is the code of conduct of the ink knife.

Suddenly, at this time, the wind was blowing, and the bamboos that only blew shook so violently that the gap between the bamboo forests could no longer accommodate people to pass through.

The figure of the ink knife stopped for a moment.

With his senses, the ink knife instantly knew what was going on outside.

Predicting, the ink knife kept predicting the movement of those bamboos, but found that he couldn't walk through them in an instant.

"If you continue like this, you will definitely be cut by bamboo leaves. Ink Dao thought in his heart that there was not much time left for him at this moment, only a moment, and Ink Dao must find the most correct trajectory at this moment.

Suddenly, the ink knife caught a moment.

At that moment, there was just a gap that people could pass through, and it was not difficult to grasp this moment, but it would violate the rules set by that man.

"To rush or not to rush?" The ink knife was a little uncertain for a while, if it was in the past, the ink knife would never be so indecisive, but at this moment it was different.

Because the three-step rule has been deeply rooted in his heart after this day.

"Rush!" In the end, Modao still chose to take advantage of this moment to walk through the bamboo forest.

One step, two steps, the shape of the ink knife was as fast as lightning, leaving only an inky afterimage, each of which flashed just after he passed.

Time, rhythm, ink knife calculates all this to the extreme, calculated to the minute. Because even the slightest mistake will be scratched by bamboo leaves.

In such a short period of time, making such a judgment is by no means something that ordinary people can do, let alone relying on feelings under the blindfold.

Originally, the Dao man blindfolded the ink knife, originally so that the ink knife could learn to see with the unexpected senses of the eyes, but when he found out the kind of body of the ink knife, he knew that this kind of training was completely redundant, but he still let the ink knife blindfold, because at that moment, he thought of another way, a way to train the ink knife.

The distance of fifteen bamboos was fleeting for the speed of the ink knife now, and it only took a moment for the ink knife to rush out.

The feeling of emptiness let Modao know that he had rushed out of the bamboo forest at this moment.

But at this moment, the ink knife suddenly had a strong sense of crisis, and his eyes, which had been blindfolded, suddenly saw a burst of fantasy.

In the midst of that fantasy, several bamboos struck him.

And it was this fantasy that made the ink knife body take a beating, and the nerves, which were already somewhat relaxed, were tensed to the extreme in an instant.

This was not the first time he had seen a fantasy, it was the previous fantasy that allowed him to dodge the fatal blow of that man.

At this moment, I saw dozens of figures at the end of the bamboo forest, squatting on the ground one by one, and under them was a bamboo that had been bent to the ground.

At the moment when the ink knife appeared, several of them let go at the same time, and in an instant, a bamboo shadow crossed by.

The speed of these bamboos is not very fast, and in normal times, the ink knife must be easy to dodge.

But now it's different, the bamboo is not fast, but the shape of the ink knife has been almost to the extreme, and when it looks like it is about to be hit by the bamboo, the ink knife forcibly twists its body at the moment when its feet hit the ground.

This was originally impossible, but it was precisely because of the previous meal that the speed of the ink knife slowed down a little.

A hint of surprise appeared on his face. The choice of the ink knife did not surprise the Taoist, and he knew that the ink knife would not follow the rules he had set at the last minute.

This is exactly what he wants to see, and sticking to the old rules never ends well. He hopes more that the ink knife can learn to improvise.

It's just that he still wants to teach Modao a lesson, so he will set such a trap. And the first gust of wind was also caused by him.

But he didn't expect that at the last moment, the ink knife would be able to forcibly twist his body.

He really couldn't figure out why the figure of the ink knife suddenly paused at the moment when he was about to rush out of the bamboo forest.

Without this pause, his trap would have succeeded.

It's just that it's too late to say anything at this moment, and the ink knife is about to dodge the final sneak attack. But at this moment, the Taoist who had been standing at the tip of the bamboo suddenly changed his expression, and a breathtaking momentum burst out.

And the ink knife was also fixed at the same moment.

(End of chapter)