disaster strikes

Chapter 767 Time and Space Tides
puff.

As the space-time bubble surrounding Chen Mo suddenly exploded, Chen Mo, who had experienced weightlessness for several consecutive minutes, was caught off guard and fell into the muddy water on the ground.

Whoa whoa.

It rained non-stop.

This was a really bad transfer.

Chen Mo tried hard to stand up, but found that his body had become extremely soft during the continuous weightlessness process, and he actually had no strength at all.

It seems that this is a quite distant world.

So much so that a person with Chen Mo's physique had to endure considerable pain.

After a while.

Chen Mo was almost suffocating in the muddy water. He finally regained some strength, struggled to turn over, and sat up from the ground.

Crackling!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the visibility was less than ten meters under the pouring rain, and the thunder and lightning were fleeting.

Tip: You have entered the world of Sword Tomb.

Tip: The world of Sword Tomb regards all non-swordsman methods as heresy.

Tip: Your trial mission this time is within 10 days...

Zizizi!
It was actually the noise that activated the time traveler's talent.

His body that had just sat up couldn't help but fall into the muddy water. With a painful twitch, he got a new reminder.

Tip: Your traveler talent was successfully activated.

Tip: Your trial task this time is to seize a holy sword within the spiritual attribute*10 days.

Tips: Due to the special nature of this mission, during the process of activating the traveler talent, all attributes will be reduced to one-tenth. As the traveler talent approaches the end, it will continue to recover.

Tip: Due to the special nature of this mission, your return to the disaster world requires 30 minutes of no combat.

Tip: Due to the special nature of this mission, after you return to the world of disaster, you will no longer be able to perform any missions related to the world of Sword Tomb within one year, otherwise you will bear the tidal force of the flow of time and space.

"The tidal power of the flow of time and space?"

When Chen Mo got up again, he realized what he was doing.

The reason why he is so weak should be an exception, and it is related to his talent as a time traveler, which in turn leads to the backlash of time and space.

In other words.

The mission of disaster he carried out before was transmitted through the power of time and space in the world of disaster. Therefore, the world of disaster took on the so-called backlash of the power of time and space tides for him. Perhaps it was the Evil Eye Evil God who took the responsibility.

It is equivalent to Chen Mo using the rules to plunder wool.

Today's words.

The Evil God of the Death Curse personally presided over the task, rather than following a formatted rule program. Therefore, the total energy of the power of time and space released was limited, which meant that Chen Mo could not harvest the wool and had to bear it himself.

His current attributes are only one-tenth of the state, and he is accompanied by weakness from the inside out.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover in a short period of time.

"In this state, I'm afraid it won't be possible to complete the mission in a short period of time."

After a few minutes.

In the rain, Chen Mo recovered some of his physical strength and had already made a plan for this mission in his mind.

This time he decided to play the role of a person with amnesia. With his rich experience as a traveler, he completely integrated into the world, slowly understood the world, and then waited for opportunities to act.

Think so.

He staggered to his feet and stumbled forward.

However, the rain was too heavy and mixed with the strong wind. His weak body slipped and fell countless times, leaving many scratches on his body.

But he didn't care.

This is more in line with his personality.

Think before and after.

He put away all the equipment on his body, took out a piece of fur material for making clothes, and put it on his body, so he had simple clothes.

This fur is not simple.

As a spiritual material, there will definitely be people with discerning eyes who will discover Chen Mo's extraordinaryness, and then make Chen Mo's future destiny move towards an extraordinary path.

After all, he didn't want to remain anonymous among an ordinary farmer for a year or two, waiting for his attributes to slowly recover before going on a mission.

Gradually.

The rain is much lighter.

Chen Mo, who was wearing a fur coat, was like a zombie. He walked for an unknown number of miles and finally saw a village.

When he arrived in front of the village, the rain had stopped.

Under the thatched hut beside the village road, there were a dozen half-year-old children practicing and playing with wooden swords.

Chen Mo walked over and immediately attracted the attention of these children.

"Wow, where did the savage come from?"

"Haha, he's not wearing pants."

"There are many wounds on his body and they are still bleeding..."

That's it.

Several adults soon arrived in the village.

After seeing Chen Mo's miserable appearance, they all frowned. However, no matter what they asked Chen Mo, Chen Mo just shook his head, looking extremely confused.

In fact, he was very confused.

For example, when someone asked him where he came from, what he was doing here, and how he got here, he really couldn't answer.

So these adults dispersed the onlookers and sent Chen Mo to the clan ancestral hall, where the elders of the village made a decision.

I need to thank Tiantian for the information.

The world of Sword Tomb has no concept of country.

All conflicts here are conflicts between individuals.

The only difference between people is the difference between practicing different swordsmanship. Therefore, the individual strength of the swordsmen in this world is very strong.

But also because the profession is too single, it is easy to be targeted and suppressed in large-scale wars.

Since there is no concept of country, all the conflicts here are basically personal conflicts. Therefore, Chen Mo does not have to worry about safety issues. As long as he takes the initiative to show weakness, basically no one will make things difficult for him.Unless you are extremely unlucky and encounter someone similar to Ji Jian Dao.

These people seem to be evil sects born under the influence of the disaster world, but they are only a very small number.

After a while.

Several highly respected elders in the village came.

Although Chen Mo's eyes were calm, his heart was greatly shocked.

They are all second-level professionals.

This is just an ordinary small village!
"This is Zhangjiazhai, what is your last name?"

After Chen Mo thought for a moment, he shook his head in confusion. Then he stopped thinking about it. He looked at the tribute food and wanted to go up and get it, but was stopped by a swordsman.

The two argued.

But with Chen Mo's current strength, he is naturally no match for this swordsman.

"He practiced."

The swordsman accurately judged that Chen Mo's strength, even if it was one tenth, was already beyond the level of ordinary people. Naturally, several elders had already noticed that Chen Mo was extraordinary. The fur on his body was no ordinary fur. .

"It seems he has lost his memory."

"With the injury like this, what do you think we should do? Should we drive him out, take him in for a few days to recuperate, or let him stay?"

"I don't know which kendo he is from. If he is from the kendo, wouldn't we be inviting a wolf into the house?"

"Well, let him stay at my place for a few days to see how things are going. Zhang Hu is at the critical moment of practicing swordsmanship. In three months, he will go to the town to participate in swordsmanship and strive to be promoted to an official swordsman. There is a shortage of people for farm work at home. Helper, I will keep an eye on him."

"Hey, old man Xiao, are you interested in the spirit skin on his body?"

"Zhang Hu is 16 years old this year, he's really fast..."

That's it.

After several people discussed it, Chen Mo was taken away by the man named Zhang Xiao and returned to his home.

An old woman looked shocked when she saw Chen Mo.

"Who is this?"

"People outside seem to have lost their memory. Hu'er is going to town to discuss swordsmanship in the next few days. I need a helper for farm work at home. I will bring him back to be a helper. I will prepare an extra meal for you and bring me some clothes. set."

The world of Sword Tomb has a pleasant environment and affluent life. You don't have to worry about food and clothing, so you can concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.

The old woman nodded and said nothing more.

After a while.

Under Zhang Xiao's command, Chen Mo changed into his clothes.

As the old woman served the delicious food, Chen Mo's appetite suddenly whetted and he started to devour the food.

Seeing this, the old woman couldn't help laughing and said: "Eat slowly, there is more, there is more."

"Father, mother, I'm back!"

The busy old woman smiled and said, "He'er is back?"

When the seven or eight-year-old girl returned home with a wooden sword, she was stunned when she saw Chen Mo devouring the food.

"Dad, why did you bring him back?"

Zhang Xiao said calmly: "The farming is busy, your brother wants to practice swordsmanship, I will ask him to help."

Although the little girl was surprised, she didn't say much.

After a while.

sunset.

Chen Mo looked at the energy crystal lamp on the table in a daze. A heroic young man of sixteen or seventeen years old came home sweating profusely with an iron sword in his hand.

He looked equally astonished when he saw Chen Mo, and Zhang Xiao explained again.

Compared with Zhang He's curiosity, Zhang Hu is filial.

"That's great. I'm worried about your health. Since you were injured the year before last, your right arm has lost its strength. With him... uh, what's his name?"

"Didn't I say that he has lost his memory?"

Zhang Hu smiled and said: "With his help, I will feel relieved."

"Ah."

Zhang Xiao added some tobacco leaves to the cigarette rod and took a puff.

"Our Pingye Town is not a small town. You have gone to the Sword Tomb Holy Land many times to understand the meaning of the sword. Therefore, this sword competition must not be careless. It is a minor matter not to criticize the swordsman. Be careful to leave injuries. I am not worried about anything else. Your abilities in swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and your indomitable character make you an excellent person."

"Yes, Dad."

"Let's eat first..."

The family is happy.

Through the conversation between the two, Chen Mo had a preliminary understanding of the swordsman professional system in this world.

Not to mention the enlightened swordsman who is equivalent to the starving ghost stage.

Next are the official swordsman, secret swordsman, great swordsman, sword master, sword master, immortal, and sword god, respectively, comparing the professional levels from one to seven.

This so-called immortality seems to be at the level of a great guardian.

After dinner.

Chen Mo sat in the yard and watched Zhang Xiao instructing Zhang Hu, while Zhang He on the side was making gestures with a wooden sword.

"You have just mastered Sword Roar. Next comes Sword Qi, Sword Light, Sword Power, and then Sword Intent. As for the subsequent immortality and the integration of human and sword, I won't talk about it. You are the first to master Sword Intent. Bu, the sound of sword whistling is not for you to show off, you always like to show off..."

Zhang Hu was not angry even after being criticized by his father, and continued to practice swordplay with a smile.

The so-called sword intention refers to the depth of understanding of the sword, which is also divided into seven levels.

The so-called sword whistle by Zhang Hu is nothing more than the whistle that comes with swinging the sword after the basic chopping skill has been upgraded to a certain level.

And this so-called sword competition is equivalent to the starving ghost test of natural disaster victims.

Zhang Xiao sighed: "Your attainments in swordsmanship can only be regarded as acceptable, but you understood sword moves at the age of nine, sword styles at the age of 12, and created your own sword skills at the age of 15. Tsk, tsk, it seems that you are better than the swordsmanship." The talent on the road is much higher than the sword intention..."

Create your own sword skills?

Could it be said that it is a self-created skill?
Chen Mo, who was observing quietly from the side, was secretly surprised.

I don’t know if I happened to meet a genius, or if the threshold for self-created skills in this profession is low, or if I misunderstood it?

(End of this chapter)