Early morning.
After tempering his divine will, Xiao Li finally accepted the fact that even with the cooperation of the Heavenly Sword, it would be difficult for him to unleash even one tenth or one twelfth of its power, and he was beaten up again.
He rubbed his brows and woke up from the bed, then walked to the sword field in the house with the Heavenly Sword.
Releasing the soul, the sword rhythm in the magic sword was projected out again.
The weather is condensing.
"Whose sword are you going to learn this time?"
The picture emerged in the hazy vision before my eyes.
In the bustling market with people coming and going, in front of the pork stall, a figure wearing a leather skirt revealed a smooth bronze back.
The butcher knife in his hand was used with sword skills. The pork tenderloin was instantly divided into six sections, and each section was exactly the same.
At night, the butcher changed into his uniform, put away his butcher knife, took out his dusty iron sword, and walked to a wealthy family.
This is the seat of the governor of a state.
"Does the governor know that the snow in June this year was caused by you?"
He said loudly.
These words suddenly brought back Li Mo's memories.
More than forty years ago, the governor of Fengzhou colluded with a gang and was eventually killed by a swordsman. Some people said that the swordsman looked exactly like a pork seller on the street.
Naturally, no one paid attention to his words, and the door was opened by a flash of knife light.
The knife light was so fierce that it stirred up an endless gale that covered the sky and the earth, blowing three feet off the ground, as if the person hit by the knife was placed in a sandstorm disaster in the desert.
"My sword will wipe out all injustice."
The man held up the sword. The plain, rusty sword gradually emitted a dazzling light.
The sword was swung out, like a spark that lit up in the dark night, and in the strong wind it took advantage of the fire and instantly set the whole field on fire.
The swords collided and the ordinary long sword was cut off.
However, before the long knife could chop the butcher, the broken sword had already pierced its owner's heart.
The swordsman stood there in shock, unable to believe that he had been defeated in just one move. He asked:
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"A butcher."
The swordsman knelt down on the ground dejectedly, losing his voice.
A pork seller stepped into the governor's doorstep, and hundreds of soldiers and thousands of city guards were unable to stop him.
Finally, he killed his way up to the governor and cut off his head with one sword.
He turned around, holding up his head with his eyes open:
"He lied to me. This sword is not fair. It has the same name as mine."
"My sword is a common man's sword. Do you think it's worth it?"
This sword rhythm contains a unique middle-grade sword technique, but Li Mo likes it very much.
Well, this has nothing to do with his love of hammers...
Martial arts enlightenment, start!
"The Sword of Breaking Injustice" has been completed to a small extent.
This time it only took me a dozen years of martial arts insights.
"My talent for swordsmanship doesn't seem to be as bad as I thought."
Li Mo was in a good mood and felt a little secretly happy.
The subsequent comprehension of the sword rhythm also went exceptionally smoothly.
He saw snow falling all over Beifeng City, the army besieging the isolated city, and heroes from all walks of life gathering in the city. The owner of Jianyun was a soldier with great talent. He integrated the martial arts of the heroes who died defending the city, and finally achieved great success in sword energy.
I also saw that he traveled across half of the nine heavens and ten earths to fulfill his promise, and at the moment the promise was fulfilled, he achieved enlightenment through swordplay.
etc.
"Although we are not from the same era, I am still a young man with chivalrous spirit, and I have made friends with the heroes of the Five Cities..."
Swordsman Xiao Li studied and deduced tirelessly.
In these sword rhythms, he saw his ideal life as a swordsman traveling the world with a sword.
It's a dream come true in another sense.
"These sword techniques all focus on sword energy."
Li Mo was pondering over something while he was learning the sword.
It was afternoon.
He was about to comprehend one more sword rhythm, and then he stopped to rest. The sword rhythm of the Heavenly Sword was like a vast ocean. He really didn't know when he could reach the 'one tenth or twelve tenths' that Bingtuozi mentioned.
The next second, a figure in Confucian robes appeared in front of him.
The other person was handsome and dressed in flowing robes, and actually...reminded Li Mo of an old friend?
Luo Yu?
The son of the forest master of Fenyulin, who looked like he deserved a beating, was really 70% similar to him.
"The fact that you can see me means that you have already learned the sword of a common man."
He spoke in a arrogant tone as soon as he opened his mouth.
Well, this is either Luo Yu's father or Luo Yu's uncle...
"Those common men's swords are only brave enough to splash blood five steps away. How can they break the situation in Tianren City?"
"My sword is the sword for governing a country and ruling the world. Please take a good look at it!"
......
"Something's wrong. Why is this sword technique so difficult?"
Li Mo left the sword field and walked to the windowsill muttering to himself.
It's almost dusk.
The imperial capital's lights are like the sea, the population is like rain, and the plateau is vast.
What he learned just now was also a unique sword technique, but the martial arts understanding required increased exponentially!
Li Mo calmed down and thought, and came up with some guesses.
The sword of a common man is easy for him to learn.
The scholar's sword was difficult for him to learn.
It's not that the swordsmanship has become more difficult, but the latter often has "Taiping Swordsmanship", "Seven Swords of Righteousness", "Picking Dragon Scales"...
He is not cut out to be a scholar or to govern the country!
"I am just a gentleman, and there is a difference between me and a scholar."
After Li Mo figured it out, he became even more distressed. Should he take the imperial examination first and then continue to meditate?
Otherwise, you can only use your martial arts insights to defeat him.
Shaking his head, he turned and went downstairs to cook something in the kitchen to calm down.
......
The lobby of Buyun Building is not as busy as before. Before, there were people coming every day to challenge someone by name.
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