One Piece: I am an Immortal

"How do you think you can be called a truly strong man?" Koushiro asked Mo Jing.

Mo Jing thought for a moment: "Strong strength and a tough heart?"

"It's very close." Koushiro smiled.

"For a long time, people have generally believed that if you want to be strong, you must meet three factors." He raised three fingers and put them down one by one, "Heart, body, and skill!"

"Physique and skills are easy to understand. Good physical fitness and excellent skills are the easiest to achieve. It is even said that as long as you study hard and persevere in exercise and practice, even people with no talent can achieve this.

Both achieved something."

Mo Jing suddenly thought of Baye Duo. He was the kind of person with little talent, who only relied on his hard work day after day to reach his later heights.

In the same amount of time and with the same training method, even if Mo Jing has no soul refinement, it may only take one-tenth or even less time to learn his skills and achieve the same physical fitness as him.

But the actual situation is that even though Mo Jing has now surpassed Baye Duo's swordsmanship and physical fitness, he is still a little behind Baye Duo back then.

Now it seems that maybe it is the gap in "heart".

But what is "heart"?

Materialistic worldview, methodology? Or idealistic state of mind, will? Or instinct, emotion, or something more mysterious and mysterious?

"The heart is who you are!" Koushiro picked up a glass of wine and gave the answer.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the crystal wine rippled.

Under Mo Jing's confused gaze, he took a sip and continued.

"The so-called heart is everything that makes up your person, your aspirations, your ambitions, even your fears, your cowardice, everything that makes up your person is made up of the heart."

Mo Jing frowned, thoughtfully.

As a time traveler, he instinctively rejects this overly idealistic view, but he has to admit its rationality in this world.

After all, the examples were right in front of him. There was Bayedo in the distance, Mihawk in the distance, and Koushiro in front of him. They were all people who surpassed him in "heart".

In fact, it is not that he cannot understand Koushiro's statement. People often say that what kind of person you want to become can be seen as a change in the heart, and the same is true for changing a person.

If you think of life as sword skills, the endless difficulties in life are the continuous killing moves. Every choice is the choice of the heart. Every time you overcome a difficulty, your sword skills will become stronger and your life will be closer to success.

One point.

It's the same thing.

But in the battle of life and death, how many people have the courage to leave the choice to their hearts?

"Is it the heart's choice..." Mo Jing murmured to himself.

Koushiro nodded slightly, looked at the sea and sighed:

"That's why swordsmen who want to become stronger will go out to sea to challenge the strong. The heart is hazy. You can only split the fog with the enemy's hands. Only then can you see your choice clearly between life and death!"

He looked at Mo Jing and smiled: "In my opinion, your sword is too disciplined, why should you be so rational? Why not try to be more indulgent and dance to your heart's content?"

Abandon reason and dance with your heart?

Mo Jing only felt that he had some enlightenment for a moment, but it was still difficult to figure out through a layer of fog. However, compared with the previous confusion, he seemed to have a new direction to move forward.

He stood up and bowed respectfully as a disciple: "Thank you for your advice!"

Koushiro smiled gently: "These are just basic things, and the little guys in the dojo are tired of hearing them."

Mo Jing smiled, and was about to say that he was no different, but suddenly thought of what Koushiro said before, and said with a strange expression: "Wait a minute, didn't you say yesterday that you had never been to the sea? Then how did you become so strong?"<

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Koushiro's smile froze.

Mo Jing looked at him suspiciously: "Are you lying to me?"

"Of course not!" Koushiro waved his hand quickly, "But my method is rather special. You may not believe it when I tell you, but it is just meditation!"

"Just meditate?"

"It's just meditation!" Koushiro nodded with determination and said hurriedly, "It's just that the degree of meditation is deeper. In my opinion, your 'Water Way' is the result of the fusion of mind and skill. Maybe you can

Use it as a guide and pursue the direction of your heart in the opposite direction."

Mo Jing nodded doubtfully.

This is already a relatively personal matter, so it would be disrespectful to ask again.

Koushiro breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, quickly filled himself a glass and took a big sip.

Everyone's perception of things like the heart is different. He can explain it clearly in a few words. If Mo Jing continues to ask, he will reveal his flaws.

"That's right!" Mo Jing's voice sounded again.

Cough cough cough!

Koushiro spit out a mouthful of wine, covered his mouth and coughed a few times. When he raised his head again, he had a wry smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you about your 'heart'!" Mo Jing laughed. From this distance, Koushiro's heartbeat could not be hidden from him.

"I just want to ask, have you ever seen the technique that can harden one's surface, improve attack and defense, and also integrate it into the sword to increase damage?"

Since Garp can do it, his adjutant Bogart can also do it, which means that it should be a learnable skill. Unfortunately, he has not met anyone who can learn it at the moment, which has always made him a little regretful.

Anyone who knows this skill is not a weakling!

As soon as Koushiro heard Mo Jing's description, he immediately understood what he wanted to ask, and the smile on his face gradually became meaningful.

"Is this what you're talking about?" His hand holding up the wine glass suddenly turned a dark iron color.

Sunglasses clapped his hands: "That's right!"

Sure enough, Koushiro can do it too.

Based on his observations and speculations in the past few days, he guessed that Koushiro should have mastered a relatively long and complete kendo inheritance to have such an extraordinary understanding of kendo.

This is now even more confirmed.

"This technique is called Ryuzakura in my hometown." The black color in Koushiro's hand gradually flowed to the wine glass in his hand, dyeing the wine glass as black as iron.

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"But in the outside world, there is a more commonly used name called 'Domineering'!"

"Tell me more!" Mo Jing poured a glass of wine for him.

But at this moment, Koushiro suddenly fell silent, like a hateful broken dog. He looked at Mo Jing and smiled without saying a word, rubbing his fingers - he had to pay!

Mo Jing twitched the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the incisions of people wearing glasses are all black!

Didn't he just tease the other party a little?

The two of them talked until late at night. When Mo Jing left the hillside, it was completely dark.

Next to Shuangyue Dojo is a small village called Shuangyue Village. Mo Jing rented a small house there and paid the rent with fish every day. He has lived there for two days.

In fact, he doesn't have to go to such trouble at all. If he wants to sleep, he can just turn into a fish-man form and lie down underwater. However, he is still more accustomed to this feeling of being with others.

Along the path, he walked toward Shuangyue Village alone.

The night was quiet, with the occasional sound of insects chirping.

Not long after he left, behind a big tree by the road, a man in a black suit and black hat quietly stretched his head and looked in the direction he left.

"What are you looking at?" A curious voice came from behind him.

The man in black suddenly felt like he was dead. As soon as he turned his head, he was grabbed by the neck and pinned to a tree.

Under the moonlight, Mo Jing was still in the same attire as in the dojo, with even a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were like a dark ocean that seemed to swallow up a person's soul.

"Three words, convince me not to kill you!" He looked at the trembling pupils of the man in black and said.

However, the man in black understood men better than him, and he only used three words to let Mo Jing let him go.

"Auction... Good Knife... Treasure Tree 'Adam'!"

Mo Jing let go of his hand, and the man in the suit knelt on the ground and coughed violently.

"As far as I know, the rare treasure auction house seems to be gone." Mo Jing looked down at him.

The man quickly got up from the ground, and while arranging his clothes, he said with a flattering smile: "But the auction can't stop!"

He cleared his throat and briefly explained the situation to Mo Jing.

It turns out that every auction is a grand event for the black market. The rich and nobles who secretly attend the auction will bring a huge amount of income to the black market. Therefore, even if the rare auction site is gone, the auction must still be held normally! <

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Now taking the place of the rare treasure auction is the competitor who was defeated by the Don Quixote family. After they took over the task of auctioning, they looked through the business records of the past rare treasure auction and found in it the information that Deke had left in the past.

The demand for Mo Jing came from it, and they immediately smelled the huge profits. This auction was their first appearance on Tortuga Island. A big customer like Mo Jing couldn't miss it, so he spent a lot of money to buy him.

The news was found here.

"Hey, can you get what I want?" Mo Jing asked with interest.

Especially Liang Kuai Knife.

He has had enough of the broken knives made by those inferior souls. During the past few days when he was being hunted, he had imagined that one day if he killed Garp and made it into a knife, it would reach the level of a supremely sharp knife.<

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But when I thought about meeting Ace in the future, I excitedly held up the knife and introduced him: "Look, this is your grandpa!", I felt that I was too perverted, and I was afraid that the boat of friendship would break up on the spot!

So if he can really get a good, fast knife, and it's a fixed knife, he will definitely go for it even if it disrupts his current plan.

Otherwise, he had already used the dojo's phone number to communicate with Ajin yesterday and asked him to take the others to Rogge Town to replenish supplies. As soon as he arrived tomorrow, Yang Fan would immediately go to the Grand Route.

The smile on the man in black's face was a bit forced: "The treasure tree 'Adam' is a consignment item on the black market. Every auction only has a certain share, and you can't get more anyway!"

"Where's the good knife?"

"Well, we do have a good sharp knife in our collection, but as for the fixed knife..." He looked at Mo Jing cautiously, smiling a little awkwardly.

Not to mention good quick knives, there are very few straight knives among quick knives. Compared with curved scimitars, straight knives are more suitable for stabbing than for chopping, and are not loved by swordsmen.

Mo Jing looked at him in astonishment: "There is nothing, so why are you still looking for me?"

This is a new store opening. Come and chat with him to celebrate?

Aren’t you afraid of getting a good start and going back?

"We think you may need others!" The man in black said quickly after hearing this.

He took out a list from the inner pocket of his suit, opened it, and handed it to Mo Jing.

Mo Jing glanced at the careless person in charge and took the list - it was a fool's errand to ask him to read the list, but he could still do it.

What's even worse is that he can actually see clearly now.

Mo Jing looked at the items listed line by line, and found that the auction items on the list were all rare and rare treasures from all over the world, many of which he had never heard of in the past, but none of them aroused his interest.

It wasn't until he saw one of the names that his eyes stopped.

"Artificial Devil Fruits?" He looked at the man in black in confusion, "Can Devil Fruits be made artificially?"

"Of course!" As soon as the man in black saw that he had something that could impress Mo Jing, he immediately gave him a brief introduction to artificial devil fruits - they only have animal type, and there is a certain chance of failure.

Is there a certain chance of failure?

Mo Jing smiled softly and did not expose him. If there was only a certain chance of failure, the starting price would not be only 8 million Baileys.

It seems that this artificial devil fruit should have other side effects, and the chance of success is very low.

But Mo Jing doesn't care about this, anyway, even if he gets it, he won't use it on his own people.

What he is really curious about is whether artificial Devil Fruits can enhance "soul refinement" like real Devil Fruits!

If possible, then he may have found a substitute for Devil Fruit.

You have to try one whole piece!

He continued to look down, and there were a lot of good things on this list. It seemed that this auction house had indeed spent a lot of money on this debut, but there was nothing that could impress him.

After looking at the man in black with an expectant look on his face, Mo Jing returned the list to him.

"If nothing else happens, I should arrive as scheduled."

"That's great!" The man in black said happily.

Mo Jing responded, turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the other party:

"Wait!"

Under Mo Jing's confused gaze, the man in black hesitated for a few seconds, and finally whispered: "For the sake of the customer, the following is my personal reminder."

Mo Jing turned around and looked at him: "Say."

"Recently, it seems that many unwilling people are inquiring about your information!" The man in black said.

An unwilling guy?

The corner of Mo Jing's mouth curled up. He was not surprised that there were so many people inquiring about him. After all, he was now quite famous in the East China Sea. But Zeng was probably the only one who could be called an "unwilling guy" by the man in black.

Today’s competitors are the Don Quixote family.

In this regard, he expressed that he was looking forward to it. The soul quality of Rao G and Delinger was both very good, far superior to the crooked melons and jujubes of the East China Sea. Next time, he could pat his chest and tell others that he could be where he is today.

The height is all due to the cadres of the Don Quixote family!

However, the man in black's next words made the smile on Mo Jing's mouth gradually disappear.

"They seem to be also collecting information about the ghost man Ajin."

Silence comes,

In the unbearable silence, even the buzzing of insects around him disappeared. The man in black lowered his head and felt an inexplicable pressure coming on himself, making him dare not look at Mo Jing.

"Thank you for the news, what do you call me?" Mo Jing's voice came out after a moment.

The pressure on the man in black disappeared.

"Truit!" he said quickly.

"Very well, Chuite. See you at the auction!" Mo Jing's voice came from afar.

Chuite quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of Shuangyue Dojo, but Mo Jing was no longer on the path.

"See you then!" he shouted and hurried towards Shuangyue Village. It wasn't until he returned to the merchant ship that he breathed a sigh of relief and dialed the phone in the room.

Bulu Bulu~

"..."

The call was connected, but no one spoke.

"Doflamingo, you damn bastard, I already told that person as you said!" Trait said through gritted teeth.

Doflamingo's iconic laughter gradually came from the receiver: "Don't worry, the old debt between you and the Don Quixote family has been settled, and there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future! Yaaaaaaaa~"

"I hope you will keep your promise!"

The phone bug hangs up.

In the dark cabin, Trait breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa.