The early morning light shone gently in the hidden cave. Ji Xiaoyu sat quietly in the dark corner, sometimes staring at the first dawn outside the cave, sometimes falling on the palm of his hand, and gently caressing the light with his fingertips. A piece of skin touched by Zhang Mo.
Her heart was as quiet and profound as this cave, but it was also rippled by Zhang Mo's long absence.
Memories are a wonderful and torturous thing, especially for her.
When she first met Zhang Mo, she thought he was just a common scoundrel in the city. He claimed to be suave and suave, but he was ignorant. However, when he took the exam and entered Liuyun Mountain, there were big ripples in her heart - such a person could actually make it to Liuyun Mountain. Could it be that there really was another side of him that no one knew about?
Later, I accidentally heard news about him. On the day of the assessment, he ranked last and became the laughing stock of everyone.
Later, he actually became a "celebrity", defeated Situ Shuai, and won the title of "Disgusting Patriarch", which became a joke among the people.
Later, what shocked her the most was that he stepped forward desperately to save her at the junction of life and death.
At that moment, her heart was touched.
She stood up gently and walked back and forth in the cave.
It's already dawn, but why, he hasn't come back yet.
Ji Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat - was he in danger?
Ji Xiaoyu sat for a while longer, but her heart was restless and she couldn't calm down no matter what.
The bright sunshine penetrated the entrance of the cave and shone on Ji Xiaoyu's body, but it could not penetrate her layers of thoughts. Her body looked increasingly lonely in the dim light and shadow inside the cave.
Her eyes, which were usually as clear as ice and snow, were filled with waves of emotions at this moment. She looked towards the entrance of the cave from time to time, expecting a certain figure to appear.
She has always had many suitors, but she has never been shy.
However, Zhang Mo's appearance unknowingly opened a door deep in her heart.
Ji Xiaoyu bit her lip gently, feeling uneasiness and worry in her heart like a tide.
Just as she was about to go out of the cave to take a look, a sound broke through the air, and a figure fell into the cave. It was Zhang Mo.
Ji Xiaoyu said happily: "You are finally back, you have worried me to death."
Zhang Mo looked at her with a smile: "Oh, Miss Ji turns out to care about me so much. I'm flattered."
Ji Xiaoyu said coquettishly: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will ignore you."
Zhang Mo said seriously: "There are three pieces of news, one good news and two bad news. Which one should you listen to first?"
"good news".
"Langya was killed by me"
Ji Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She didn't care if Langya was still alive. She just hoped that Zhang Mo would come back safely. She nodded and said quietly: "Don't be so reckless in the future. It's not worth it to kill a thief like that."
Zhang Mo smiled and said, "It's worth it for you."
Ji Xiaoyu's face turned red. Although she knew he was a talker, she felt sweet in her heart. She lowered her head and said nothing.
After a while, she looked up and said, "Where's the bad news?"
Zhang Mo sighed deeply with a sad look on his face: "Ouyang Jiannan is dead. He died where I saved you."
Ji Xiaoyu felt sad and wept silently.
"What's another piece of bad news?"
Zhang Mo glanced at her and said, "It may be hard for you to believe that Dongfang Xu is not dead."
Ji Xiaoyu said in surprise: "That's great. He escaped. That kind of situation is rare."
"He betrayed and is now a traitor."
Ji Xiaoyu was stunned by his words.
"traitor?!"
"Yes."
Looking at Zhang Mo's serious expression, it was not a joke at all.
"If you hadn't told me, I would have been unimaginable," Ji Xiaoyu said sadly, "He didn't expect that he would do this in order to survive."
"This is Langya's storage ring," Zhang Mo said as he took out the storage ring, input his energy, and took out the contents.
A book, a stack of banknotes, three porcelain bottles, and an earth-yellow bead.
"What is this?" Zhang Mo picked up the khaki bead and asked.
Ji Xiaoyu took it, looked at it carefully, and said with an ugly expression: "Tou Xingzhu, Dongfang Xu's treasure."
Zhang Mo was stunned and said: "Well, this guy handed over all the good things."
When I read the book, it was a martial arts book, "Thirty-Six Paths of Blood Knife Manual". The banknote was from Datong Trading Company, and there were 126 taels. There were three porcelain vases, one containing 12 vitality bombs, and the two porcelain vases each contained 3 drops of blood essence. But I don’t know what kind of monster blood it is.
"Do you know him?" Zhang Mo asked, looking at the porcelain bottle containing blood essence.
Ji Xiaoyu also shook his head, "I just know that this "Thirty-Six Paths of Blood Sword Manual" is a Huang-level technique created by the Blood Sword Ancestor. It is a very powerful martial skill."
Zhang Mo picked it up, turned it over, and said: "With the sword and the sword manual, I happen to have never learned any external martial arts. Is this considered a gift from God?"
Ji Xiaoyu said in surprise: "You want to learn now?"
"It's useless to sharpen a gun before the battle. Anyway, I can't go out and run around now. Besides, if I learn how to do it, we can save our lives."
Ji Xiaoyu nodded and suddenly said, "Can I discuss something with you?"
Zhang Mo said strangely: "Why are you so polite to me? But it doesn't matter."
Ji Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed and said, "I want to find Dongfang Xu."
Zhang Mo paused for a moment and asked, "Why?"
Ji Xiaoyu sighed and said, "Let's see if we can win him back. After all, we are childhood sweethearts. I don't want to see him go down the evil path."
Zhang Mo suddenly felt a little stuffy in the cave.
Ji Xiaoyu hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with him. We just grew up together. I purely regard him as a friend. I don't want to see him sink like this. I really have no other meaning."
Zhang Mo laughed, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared, but he sighed: "I'm afraid you are in vain. He and Guo Peng are the same people at heart."
"Who is Guo Peng?"
"A traitor", he immediately told Ji Xiaoyu everything about Guo Peng.
After hearing this, Ji Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "Actually, Dongfang Xu is not that bad. I think he can still be saved."
Zhang Mo stopped arguing and said: "Okay, let's go together after practicing. If he is stubborn and unable to turn back, what will you do?"
"I don't think so. He was forced to do nothing before. If there is a chance to jump out of the fire pit, I think he will definitely be willing to follow us."
Zhang Mo cursed in his heart, "This idea is too naive. Any one of the sect rules, national laws, and family laws can kill him. Even if he takes ten thousand steps back, even if it doesn't kill him, Dongfang Xu's life will be over. How dare he risk it with you?" Go back and surrender?"
Ji Xiaoyu said cowardly: "I'm sorry, I know this request is a bit excessive and dangerous."
Although Zhang Mo was reluctant in his heart, he still waved his hand full of manliness and said: "It doesn't matter, but wait for me to learn this blood knife technique first."
Ji Xiaoyu nodded: "That's right, there's no rush, but this sword art is not easy to learn."
Zhang Mo picked it up and looked through it carefully:
The ancestor of the Blood Sword, whose name is unknown, but whose name is the Blood Sword Ancestor, has been practicing in Luzhou, Beiju for hundreds of years, and has cut countless powerful enemies with his hands. At the age of 300, he realized the ultimate meaning of the Blood Sword and created the "Thirty-Six Paths of the Blood Sword Manual".
This sword technique is ruthless in its justice, ruthless and cold-blooded. Every knife has murderous intention. The knife is deadly, the movement is weird, the strike is ruthless, and the path of the knife is slanted. It is not trivial.
"Thirty-Six Paths of Blood Knife Manual" is divided into thirty-six movements, each of which is named with the word "blood", such as floating in the sea of blood, storm of blood rain, throat sealing with blood light, no trace of blood shadow, soul-cutting with blood knife, etc. All kinds of strange things.
The beauty of swordsmanship lies in the vagaries of change, the ability to advance and retreat freely, light and dark, and unpredictable. With this sword technique, the ancestor of Blood Knife became famous for a while and left his name in history. However, it is not easy to practice this sword technique. It requires the swordsman to be ruthless and undistracted in order to learn one or two of them.
At that moment, Zhang Mo began to study one move after another in the cave. He had already mastered the mysterious elixir, his perception and insight were extraordinary, and he learned everything very quickly. By nightfall, he had actually mastered the six-way sword technique.
In the cave, Zhang Mo waved his blood knife. As the light of the knife danced, his silhouette of the knife was projected on the cave wall.
With the blessing of the newly formed Xuandan, his perception and insight were far beyond what he had been before, and he could quickly understand the artistic conception contained in the sword technique.
With every move and style, he carefully understood the ruthlessness and determination of the Blood Sword Ancestor when he created this sword technique. From the rising and falling of the sea of blood to the violent wind of bloody rain, to the sealing of the throat with bloody light, every sword technique seems to tell a bloody story in the world of cultivation.
From the bright sunshine to the dark night, his moves became more precise and faster. The sound of wind caused by the tip of the blood knife was like a ghost walking in the night, silent and full of murderous intent.
In one day, he learned six of the thirty-six sword techniques.
A mysterious connection has been established between Zhang Mo and the Xue Dao, which is a state of unity between heart and knife, intention and form. Practicing the six-way sword technique not only furthered his martial arts skills, but also gave him more confidence in this dangerous environment.
Ji Xiaoyu couldn't help but applaud and applaud: "I never thought that you are so talented. The six-way sword technique would take an ordinary person a month to master."
"Xiao Yu, don't praise me. I don't need praise."
A flash of light flashed across Ji Xiaoyu's brows, and she asked, "Is it related to your formation of the golden elixir?" She was also a person with extraordinary talent, and had witnessed the process of his formation of the elixir.
Zhang Mo said with a smile: "It should be, but what I formed is a mysterious elixir, not a golden elixir, so I have to keep it a secret." Through Dongfang Xu's incident, Zhang Mo felt that Ji Xiaoyu was too naive, and he still had many instructions, and he didn't know the dangers of the world. ah.
Ji Xiaoyu practices Taoism, and she is not the same as Zhang Mo. She does not know how to form elixirs, so she is not very clear about golden elixirs and xuan elixirs, but she still nodded solemnly: "This is natural."
