Hundreds of hammers and thousands of sword sharpnesses, and the bamboo dwelling in the forest sea is at his disposal.

When a person can endure a boring life every day in order to succeed, that person is not far from success.

Chen Mo wants to be such a person. He has turned his daily life into a boring and boring repetitive life, and he is naturally not far from the day when the sword will be completed.

Chen Mo, who repeated the daily sword practice, the ever-changing sword style of the True Meaning Sword Technique became more and more clear to his chest, and he felt that the sword technique in front of him seemed to have changed a little.

The change mesmerized him, and he found it during a sword dance. On the tip of the emerald green peak sword, there was a trace of gas circulating. And as he used the sword style again, the gas on the tip of the sword was already an inch-long blue-green sword, which was very beautiful and dazzling.

The old man who studied the sword was a little surprised when he saw Chen Mo, who was practicing swords, and there was already a sword gas rotation on the sword.

But he didn't find it that strange. A person who is used to dancing swords, it is only a matter of time before he practices sword qi, not to mention the immortal-level sword technique that he has passed on.

"Bang Bang ......"

Chen Mo, who had practiced sword qi, used the destructive power of the True Intention Sword Technique, which was already somewhat amazing. As he danced the lightning-fast sword style, the sword qi on the tip of the sword would make a burst of breaking sound in the air, which was very pleasant.

But Chen Mo didn't stop because of this, because of the sound of these sword qi breaking through the air. It's all telling others the direction of the sword, but this has become a flaw.

With a flawed sword technique, you will die in the middle of the sword.

Regarding the sound of breaking the sky emitted by the sword qi, Chen Mo no longer danced the sword repeatedly. Rather, he would do it and he would start thinking for a moment.

After thinking about it, the second form will be used. His sword dance is no longer a simple dance, but a thinking understanding.

Enlightening the sword is to practice a thousand times. Find out the most hidden and suitable sword style from it. Instead of blindly following the order of the sword technique, to use the sword moves and sword styles.

The move is dead, although the formula has changed, but it is not separated from it. Only people are alive, and how can the sword style evolved by living people follow step by step.

Chen Mo, who practiced swords, began to learn how to understand swords.

Often, after Chen Mo used a sword move, he would sit for a long time. Once he figured it out, he would reuse that sword move with a look of joy. He would be ecstatic at even the slightest change.

......

The bamboo of the bamboo sea, the sword-shaped bamboo leaves began to turn yellow.

As soon as the wind blows, it will fly towards Chen Mo, who is sitting in the bamboo house, like ten thousand sword qi, and Chen Mo will always meet those sword-shaped yellow bamboo leaves that fly in.

The sword in his hand was green and green, and it danced with it.

Among the 10,000 flying bamboo leaves, it waved. Like a green light, it soars in the yellow sea, which is very gorgeous and colorful.

His sturdy figure was moving and moving. Pieces of yellow bamboo leaves danced in the wind beside him, without any superfluous sound.

Like the shadowless and formless air, flowing and elegant.

The wind stopped, and so did the yellow bamboo leaves. And the figure of the sword, as if it had never moved, sat in its original place.

Only the thousands of half-opened yellow leaves that covered the ground seemed to be silently telling that the sword light and green shadow just now were not all illusions.

The wind comes, dances.

The wind stopped and sat down.

The sword-shaped bamboo leaves flying all over the sky seem to have become the end of the withered sitting, and it is best to try the sword stone.

The period of the year flies by in a flash.

The old man with a childish face and white hair, walking in the wind and snow is not far from Chen Mo, who is dancing with a sword.

Looking at, on the snowy ground, Chen Mo dancing with a sword. There were no footprints left on the snow there. Only black figures flying in the air and turquoise sword light flickering in the snowflakes.

"It's time for you to go!"

The old man who came didn't care about Chen Mo, who was stuck in the low altitude to practice swords, and said lightly and indifferently.

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Mo, who was dancing a sword in the air, stopped. Turning around and holding the sword, he replied to the old man as if thanking him: "Thank you for the grace of the seniors for the sword." ”

"It's just a fair deal! ”

The old man said calmly as before.

After speaking, he took the Divine Sword Tianqu, which he had studied for a year, and flew towards Chen Mo.

With lightning and rain and fog surrounded by the divine sword Tianqi, in the snowflakes in the sky, a rainbow of gorgeous colors was drawn, flying towards Chen Mo.

Seeing his divine sword flying over, Chen Mo hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, and then respectfully thanked the old man: "Junior! Thank you again for your kindness." ”

For Chen Mo's repeated thanks, the old man did not reply, but walked towards the bamboo center.

"It's here! The fate of you and me is over, and you can leave on your own on the way out of the sword mound. ”

After the old man finished speaking, the door of the bamboo house was closed.

Chen Mo who stayed in the air.

Looking at the old man who had entered the bamboo residence, Chen Mo stood with his sword, and then solemnly bowed three times in the direction of the bamboo residence.

He didn't give up too much, put the Excalibur Tianqi into the wooden sheath he had made before, and carried it on his back. With a turquoise green peak hanging from his waist, he ran in the direction of the outside of the sword mound.

The endless sea of bamboo swept under Chen Mo's nose. The sea of bamboo rose into the air, like a green sword intent, as if it was bidding farewell to Chen Mo's departure.

Run all the way through the bamboo sea.

Chen Mo went to the top of the sword mound. The death gas there, as if because of the current Chen Mo, is like an unsheathed sword, desperately wrapped around him, as if he wants to pull him to the funeral.

Chen Mo, who was caught off guard, almost fell because of the sudden pull of dead air, and hurriedly carried the Six Desires Heart Sutra under his feet.

The feet shimmered with golden light, like rocks. Ignore the dead air that is pulled. This allowed Chen Mo to continue in the air and run towards the outside of the sword mound.

Soon, Chen Mo rushed out of the place of the sword mound, and there were already all kinds of insects and birds chirping in his ears, and the sound of a hundred beasts biting. This gave him a sense of freedom to be alive and revived.

Chen Mo, who stayed in the bamboo house for a year, everything there.

All made Chen Mo feel that Lin Zhu in the sea of bamboo was a living thing with him. The rest were like dead things, lifeless. Even the old man who taught him the way of the sword always gave Chen Mo the feeling that he was the rotten sword that had been buried for 10,000 years.

Looking at the sword mound behind him, as if it was isolated by a dead air, Chen Mo ran in the direction of the Sword Sect. He wanted to go and thank the kind and gentle woman in person.

Chen Mo, who was getting closer and closer to the Sword Sect's territory, began to see the void beside him, and all kinds of cultivators with flying swords flew past him.

Those cultivators who were holding flying swords were all shocked when they saw Chen Mo running in the air. When they wanted to go to say hello, the person who was running in the air had quickly disappeared into the void without a trace.

Chen Mo, who was running in the air, has been healed since the injury in the inland sea. When he picked up the Six Desires Sutra again, he felt that his ears, eyes, mouth, and nose were much more sensitive than before, as if the six senses had been opened.

This makes him naturally aware of all the changes around him keenly in advance. Like those other people's eyes, and all kinds of sounds, it also made him understand that running in the air is a bit dazzling.

After understanding, Chen Mo found an empty place where no one was around, and summoned the flying sword technique in the True Intent Sword Technique.

The turquoise green peak hanging from his waist flew flexibly into the air with the flying sword technique of his imperial envoy, and then slowly grew larger in the air.

When the Emerald Green Peak was as big as the flying sword of others, Chen Mo stood up, followed by the flying sword technique, and flew in the direction of the Sword Sect.

The turquoise color on the turquoise peaks. Although it is also a bit eye-catching, it is much better than him running in the air.

The cultivators who came and went in the air, although their eyes showed surprise when they saw Chen Mo flying with the emerald sword, they were not as rare as before.