"It's really too much to leave such a mark on the sword-marked stone!"
Wei Zhaoliu clenched his fists and trembled with anger.
Li Mo coughed lightly:
"Is it possible that he doesn't want to do that?"
“It just so happened that I had some insights there, and I just happened to leave those insights there.”
When Wei Zhaoliu heard this, his expression froze. He opened his mouth, but finally pursed his lips and lowered his head.
She had been studying strange stones since she was a child, but she could not shake the sword mark at all.
But the other party made the strange stone change into the shape of the other party at the first time.
The gap between them is simply despairing.
For a moment, Wei Zhaoliu's eyes were blank.
That sword mark seemed like destiny, how could it be so easy...
“Ahem.”
Seeing that she was about to have a mental breakdown again, Li Mo said seriously:
"Senior Sister Wei, you have an amazing talent for swordsmanship. One day, you will be able to comprehend an even more powerful sword technique. Then, won't you be able to change the strange stone back?"
The soothing of the mind and heart combined with warm words have an extraordinary effect.
"Yes, I just need to try harder..."
Wei Zhaoliu nodded heavily: "Thank you for your enlightenment, Junior Brother! If you have any questions about swordsmanship, feel free to ask me!"
"Helping others is the basis of happiness, so why bother talking about it?"
Li Mo blinked calmly.
Wei Zhaoliu sighed:
"This guy is simply a pervert."
"What kind of thing?"
"In all aspects, not to mention talent, who would want to practice hammer?"
Wei Zhaoliu said indignantly.
“….”
Li Mo was silent for a few seconds, and said with empathy:
"If there is a choice, who would want to... In fact, those who practice hammers are not necessarily bad people."
Wei Zhaoliu frowned: "Junior brother, why are you still empathizing with that person? Are you very familiar with him?"
"To be honest, he and I cannot coexist."
"That's right, Junior Brother, you don't look like you have that kind of temperament."
Wei Zhaoliu nodded.
When she thought of practicing hammer, she automatically imagined a man with a burly build, a ferocious look, and the ability to eat three children in one meal.
This junior fellow student is handsome and gentle, and he doesn't look like someone who would be able to get involved with that kind of person.
And he just helped himself.
He's a pretty nice guy.
.......
After coming down from the Sword Tower, he did not return to Yunzhou City.
Bingtuozi is preaching in Jianchi today.
The so-called Sword Pond is where the swords of Hengyun Sword City are stored, similar to the Shenfeng Cave. It is a huge open-air square.
In the center is a clear pool of water, in which are stored various swords.
At this time, the sword pool was crowded with people, surrounding it in three layers inside and outside.
"No wonder Ying Bing can become this year's Sword Hero. Everything he says is better than what my external scene master can say."
"It would be great if she was a disciple of Jiancheng."
"If she is a disciple of Jiancheng, I'm afraid it won't be long before the senior sister will be replaced."
"It's a pity that I didn't get to hear Young Master Li preach. He is also a sword immortal. I wonder what unique understanding he would have of the way of the sword."
.....
While listening attentively, one could hear low whispers of discussion from time to time.
Seeing that there were too many people and the class was about to end, Li Mo simply did not go in.
Stand for a while.
He suddenly became absent-minded.
Not far away, I saw a small figure carrying a basket on his back, poking the ground with a peach branch.
With a slight flick, a broken piece of sword blade was picked up and flew into her small backpack.
The air was humid and her hair stuck to her neck, but she enjoyed it.
"Chu Long, why don't you go to the sword pond?"
Looking at the shallow dimples on her lips, Li Mo walked up to her and asked.
"I've already...already heard it."
"Have you heard of it?"
"What Sister Bing said...seems very similar to what the teacher said..."
“….”
"Could it be that Sister Bing...has also been instructed...by the teacher?"
Jiang Chulong tilted her head, a little confused.
"That's not necessarily the case. After all, the principles of swordsmanship are the same, and perhaps they just have similar understandings."
"Yeah... yeah."
Princess Jiang thought what Brother Li said made a lot of sense.
Watching her accurately pick up a broken sword from the soil, Li Moqi said:
"Chu Long, how did you know there was a sword in the soil?"
"Because... because I can hear... and... and there are many more."
Nothing to do.
So, Li Mo accompanied Princess Jiang and happily picked up trash near the sword pond.
If we ignore the broken swords, it is a bit like going to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms....
Not long.
The small backpack is almost full.
"Why are there only swords..."
"strangeness."
Li Mo discovered that the soil nearby was filled with broken swords?
It was buried quite neatly.
"Of course it's strange."
A familiar voice came.
It can be heard that he seems to be suppressing some emotions.
"Um?"
Li Mo looked up and saw Elder Zeng standing there with a dark face, looking at the two of them unhappily.
"These swords have been buried around the sword pond for a long time."
"I didn't expect you would dig it out."
"long time?"
Li Mo's heart moved. They have been buried for such a long time and have not been discovered by others. Doesn't that mean that these swords are extremely extraordinary?
If it weren’t for Princess Jiang’s innate sword fetus, it would probably be impossible to find it.
Could it be that it is a treasure specially used to test the talents of disciples?
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