Disaster Strikes

Zhao Min'er was too weak due to her physical injuries and soon fell asleep in the cave.

Chen Mo sat by the cave and let the light of the blood moon fall on him.

Gu Gu.

A dozen monsters flew across the sky. They looked like humanoid crows, or bird-men. They were shrouded in a hazy circle of black smoke, exuding an illusory aura like a dream. They noticed Chen Mo below.

Chen Mo raised his head and glanced at these monsters looking for food.

These monsters noticed the special aura of Chen Mo's soul-eating blood flames under the light of the blood moon, and immediately dispersed. Chen Mo then continued to close his eyes and sleep with his sword on his back.

Until early the next morning.

Zhao Min'er gradually opened her eyes. She slept particularly soundly last night. The early morning sunlight shone on her cheeks, making her feel a little dazzling. Then she gradually saw clearly that she was standing at the entrance of the cave, holding an evil sword and moving slowly. Chen Mo practices his swordsmanship meticulously.

At this moment, she actually felt that she couldn't help but fall in love with this feeling.

Zhao Min'er just watched motionless, gazing at Chen Mo, who looked attentive. Every move was a dismantling of various sword techniques, turning them into the most primitive and simple sword moves. It can be said to be unpretentious, but it seems to be the most powerful. Jane, she couldn't help but be addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself.

I don’t know how much time passed.

After Purple Qi Dongsheng ended, Chen Mo put away the Evil Sword, slowly sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and began to comprehend.

Zhao Min'er blinked her eyes, constantly recalling what he had said last night in her mind.

"This is a true swordsman, a hero."

Zhao Min'er once believed that a so-called swordsman was one who mastered advanced sword skills, wore beautiful clothes, and went to various places to perform heroic acts.

Now after witnessing what Chen Mo had done, she suddenly realized.

The true act of chivalry is not to act chivalrously for the sake of being chivalrous, but to stick to one's own heart and realize one's self-worth, even if it is not understood by outsiders...

Not to mention the silly girl’s various imaginings here.

The sword technique practiced by Chen Mo is the Sword Art.

The characteristic of Jianmang Dao is that after comprehending the sword's intention, if you continue to improve the sword's intention, you will not continue to advance to the sixth level of the worldless realm, but will reversely re-understand the sword's power, and then return to nature to re-understand the sword's intention.

After Chen Mo has now comprehended the sword intention of the Ordinary Road, he has comprehended the power of the sword for the second time, which is equivalent to the realm of the unworldly.

If you can go one step further, you can reach the peak of Sword Light Dao, and then you can choose one of the three great magical powers of Celestial Sword, Sword Rain, and Sword Formation.

As for the swordsmanship itself.

Chen Mo has conquered the five realms of sword moves, sword styles, sword skills, sword skills, and sword skills respectively, and he is quite unparalleled.

This is what ordinary people call the path to simplicity and return to nature.

He was not sure how many swordsmen with this kind of potential there would be in the South China Sea Sword Sect.

But he can be sure that with the strength of his mere second-level secret swordsman, he has such potential. Not to mention that the Nanhai Sword Sect of the Golden Continent is divided into rudders. Even in the world of Sword Tomb, he must be rare. This is among many sword sects. , a realm that the Sword Master is still pursuing.

After a while.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and noticed Zhao Min'er who was looking at him intently in the cave.

"Some leading monsters appeared nearby last night. I'm afraid it won't take long for the monster army to arrive at Jinyang City. I hope your brothers and sisters can move faster. Once Jinyang City is breached, this country will also At stake."

"So fast!"

Zhao Min'er's expression changed slightly, then she lowered her head in shame.

"Now I won't hide it anymore. In fact, the sect has already formulated a war plan for the Shandong countries. The Jinyang country is just a small country and has no strategic value at all. This time, dozens of people, including me, The secret swordsman of the inner sect is here to perform a mission, and is only responsible for investigating the racial categories of the monster army. The sect’s plan is to use Yu State as the front line to compete with the invading monsters, so your plan... may be difficult to succeed. "

The Shandong States are the collective name for dozens of nearby countries.

Given the vastness of the Golden Continent, with tens of thousands of countries spread across it, the war led by the Nanhai Sword Sect will naturally not be limited to one country and one city.

Those sword sects and sword masters who followed the peerless sword god here, even if they just drew a light on the map, dozens of countries were included in it. Therefore, even if the entire Shandong countries were added together, they would only barely fall into it. In the strategic vision of Nanhai Jianzong, Jinyang Kingdom is really insignificant in this.

"In this chess game of heaven and earth, although you and I are just insignificant chess pieces, in life, no matter how others evaluate you, you must never belittle yourself. Do not do evil for small things, and do not do good for small things. If you can save someone, One person is a hero for one person, and if he can save a country, he is a hero for millions of people. Come on, follow me down the mountain. "

Zhao Miner was brainwashed by Chen Mo again and was deeply shocked.

She looked at Chen Mo with a look of reverence, curiosity, and expectation, and there was a hint of determination.

Half an hour later.

The two came to a village at the foot of the mountain.

This village is not big, with only about a hundred people, but at this moment there are cries everywhere, several houses have been reduced to ruins, and there are blood stains on the ruins.

Apparently, the group of birdmen and monsters from last night attacked here.

Although there are only a dozen of them, they fly extremely fast and have strong reconnaissance capabilities. They are the vanguard of these pioneer monsters that invade Jinyang Kingdom.

"Wow, Xing'er, my child, I told you not to go out at night, why didn't you listen? You didn't go out for so many days, why did you go to pee last night..."

"Dad..."

Zhao Min'er looked at these people, and she was filled with grief. A little boy with a dusty face suddenly ran over and kowtowed to Chen Mo and Zhao Min'er.

"Wow, please teach me swordsmanship, so that I can avenge my blood hatred!"

"Please teach me swordsmanship, so that I can avenge my blood hatred!"

"Please teach me swordsmanship, so that I can avenge my blood hatred..."

A woman ran over and tried to pull up the little boy, crying, "Dog boy, your father is gone, I can't lose you again, those monsters can't be killed at all, what can you do as a child, get up quickly."

Zhao Min'er wanted to say something, but soon sighed again.

It's not that she has a heart of iron, but to become a swordsman, it is definitely not something that can be practiced overnight, and it will be useless even if she teaches the other party some sword moves.

Even in the Sword Tomb World, one needs to grow up in a martial arts environment, practice swordsmanship from a young age, and constantly observe the insights of the holy swords and sword tombs in various places, so that one can grow up little by little. However, the Golden Essence World does not have such conditions at all, let alone in the war era.

For the Sword Tomb World, this is just a back garden. Before the establishment of the South China Sea Sword Sect Branch, there was really no formal sect worth mentioning here. Swordsmen could only practice swordsmanship by word of mouth, incomplete secret books, and self-understanding.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo took out a piece of broken wood from the ruins.

The sword energy swept through, and the broken wood turned into a straight long stick, and then handed it to the boy in confusion.

"Swing the sword 10,000 times a day, when you see this thing as a sword in your eyes and a sword in your heart, you can kill demons and exorcise monsters."

"This?"

The boy looked puzzled, but Chen Mo had already left with Zhao Min'er.

"That's good. It gives him some hope."

"Do you think I'm just dealing with him?"

"Isn't it?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said calmly: "The truth is simple. I've realized something recently. The real power is often hidden in the simplest things. How long have you not practiced basic skills?"

"Basic skills?"

Zhao Miner frowned and said: "I have been promoted to an inner disciple for many years. Only those who have just entered the door need to practice basic skills diligently. As inner disciples, we only need to ensure that the basic skills do not regress. Do you want him to become a swordsman with this?"

Then she shook her head and said to herself: "This is impossible."

"Whether he can or cannot is his fate, but practicing basic skills is beneficial and has no harm, which is beyond doubt."

"That's right."

Zhao Miner quickened her pace and followed Chen Mo to the next village.

...

On the other side.

Lan Bao had not eaten or drunk for three days and was depressed. He had never been as painful as he was now. Whenever he thought of that man, he felt not hatred, but powerlessness.

Zhang Cuicui was responsible for taking care of Li Mushun.

His injuries had recovered in the past few days, and he seemed to be in better condition than Lan Bao at the moment.

"Is there still no news about Senior Brother Liao?"

Zhang Cuicui heard this and shook her head painfully and said, "No."

The Senior Brother Liao they were talking about was named Liao Fuqing. He was the strongest of the inner disciples of Sihaitang who they were ordered to investigate in Jinyang Country this time. He had been given the opportunity to enter Jinjiantang several times, but he refused them all. According to him, Liao was used to wandering around the world and couldn't get his mind back.

After taking care of Li Mushun, Zhang Cuicui came to Lan Bao.

"Senior Brother Lan, you haven't eaten or drunk for three days. How can your body bear it if you continue like this? Eat a little bit!"

Lan Bao was still lying motionless on the table, staring at the ground in a daze without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly

A female swordsman ran in from outside the door. It was Hua Yingying who came to Jinyang City two days ago. She already knew the whole story of Zhao Min'er being kidnapped three days ago. At this moment, she said excitedly: "Brother Liao is here!!"

Then a dark-skinned man in blue clothes walked into the room quickly.

After taking a deep breath, Li Mushun was helped down from the bed by Zhang Cuicui. Lan Bao also regained her vitality and cried out immediately after seeing this Brother Liao.

"Brother Liao, please save Zhao Min'er!!"

Li Mushun also hurriedly said: "Yes, Brother Liao, we are both inner disciples of Sihaitang. Now only you can save her!"

"Brother Liao..."

Liao Fuqing hurriedly helped the three people up.

"No hurry, let's talk about the specific situation of that person first."

This Liao Fuqing is quite a master. Although the Qinghong sword in his hand is a replica, it can also be said to be as sharp as iron.

It is said that he had mastered the power of sword five years ago. His Chilian sword technique made him stronger when facing a strong opponent. Even among the thousands of people in the Sihaitang, his strength was enough to rank in the top ten.

This time, he led them to Jinyang Country to investigate the information of monster species, which could be regarded as a waste of talent.

"Okay."

As Li Mushun slowly told him, Liao Fuqing finally understood this mysterious swordsman.