"Junior Chu Mo, pays homage to the Martial Saint!"
Chu Mo bowed respectfully and spoke loudly.
The Martial Saint Guan Gong paid no attention to him. He just raised his almond-shaped eyes and looked at him for a moment. Then he stood there with his sword in his hand, stroking his beard without saying a word.
only.
Suddenly, an extremely sharp aura emerged from him, enveloping the entire ancient battlefield.
At this moment, Chu Mo felt his whole body suddenly turn cold, as if he was an ordinary person naked in the snowy land of the far north. The coldness penetrated deep into his bones and penetrated directly from the outside to the inside, causing Chu Mo to shiver subconsciously and feel as if his soul was frozen.
Logically speaking.
Chu Mo had already entered the ninth stage of Transcendental Realm, and his strength was comparable to that of gods. He was immune to cold and heat, and indestructible by swords and knives. How could he feel cold?
In fact, this coldness was not caused by ordinary weather, but by the sword intent of the Martial Saint Guan Gong. Chu Mo could not bear it, so he felt the coldness deep in his bones.
In such cold weather, Chu Mo's physical movements became extremely difficult, and even his consciousness began to gradually become blurred.
"Why would the Martial Saint do this to me?"
Chu Mo was stunned and a little confused.
And just at this moment.
boom!
As a sound like waves crashing against the shore sounded, Chu Mo raised his eyes and saw countless knife threads spreading across this ancient battlefield. These knife threads could be seen everywhere, and each strand was barely detectable, but contained extremely powerful and sharp knife intent and Dao rhyme.
They collide, intertwine, and play with each other, thus causing more changes in the sword intent.
Chu Mo only took a glance and felt that he had a vague understanding, and his swordsmanship level seemed to have improved a bit.
“Could it be…”
"Is this how the Martial Saint can help me intuitively comprehend the changes and mysteries of the sword path?!"
Chu Mo's face suddenly showed joy.
He raised his head and looked at the Martial Saint Guan Gong, but found that the other party just lowered his eyes, as if he was resting, and did not look at him.
Although he didn't get an answer, Chu Mo was extremely excited.
He could already be sure of it.
This is definitely the care that the Martial Saint gives him!
Because this kind of observation will certainly put a lot of burden on his body and soul, but it will also allow him to observe the true meaning of the sword in the shortest time - this means that the Martial Saint will display his sword without reservation and let Chu Mo observe and learn, which is almost equivalent to breaking the true meaning of the sword into pieces and feeding it to Chu Mo.
Under such circumstances, how could Chu Mo's sword skills not grow rapidly?!
"Junior thanks Senior Martial Saint!"
Chu Mo thanked him gratefully, and then did not dare to waste any more time. He immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to comprehend.
soon.
He was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship, quickly digesting and absorbing the rich sword intent and swordsmanship essence around him.
A moment!
Two quarters!
Three quarters of an hour!
As time goes by, Chu Mo's swordsmanship level is growing rapidly.
Forty-six percent!
…
Forty-seven percent!
…
In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.
Chu Mo's swordsmanship directly increased to 47%, but at this time he could no longer withstand this cold sword intent and had to leave this ancient battlefield.
Before leaving, he did not forget to pay his respects to the Martial Saint.
only.
The Martial Saint Guan Gong still stood there with his sword in his hand, ignoring everything.
…
“It’s so scary!”
"This speed is really terrifying!"
"In just one day, he advanced from 45% of the Sword Dao to 47% of the Sword Dao. This speed is truly terrifying!"
Inside the manor, Chu Mo woke up from the world created by the purple gold scroll. Feeling the sudden surge in his swordsmanship, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.
"If I continue at this pace, I'm afraid I can advance my understanding of the Dao of the Sword to 70% in less than a month. It's not impossible for me to even cultivate the Great Heaven Destruction Slash to the Great Success or even the Perfection!"
Chu Mo murmured to himself, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.
Then.
He then began to sit cross-legged, practicing his skills and regulating his breathing to repair his damaged body and soul.
After waiting for half a day, Chu Mo felt that he had fully recovered, so he unfolded the scroll again and entered the ancient battlefield.
The Martial Saint still didn't speak to him, but simply expanded his sword domain and allowed Chu Mo to comprehend it.
In the next period of time.
Chu Mo came here every day to gain insights, and his understanding of the way of the sword was also improving rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.
Chu Mo's understanding of the way of the sword has also increased to 59%!
In fact, after it was increased to 50%, Chu Mo's perception speed had slowed down a lot, but it was still much faster than the speed in the outside world.
Chu Mo was still contemplating when suddenly a strange wave emerged from his body, but it soon subsided.
"finally!"
"Advance the sword realm to six levels!"
Chu Mo opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
Although this speed is much slower than his expected progress of reaching 70% within a month, being able to advance from 45% to 60% in just half a month is already an extremely terrifying speed!
If this were to spread out, countless warriors would probably be horrified.
"There's only half a month left, so let's comprehend the Great Heaven Destruction Slash!"
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