Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 11
"Brother Mo, look at the sword!"

In an open space near the inn, Lin Pingzhi swung a long sword in his hand, but he also pulled out two sword flowers and attacked Mo Yuan.

The light of the sword was so green that it made people feel cold under the sun, but it wasn't because of Lin Pingzhi's superb swordsmanship, it was obvious that he was holding a very good sword.

"It's a pity for a good sword."

Mo Yuan secretly sighed in his heart, with his eyesight and the brilliance of Huashan's swordsmanship, naturally he could easily see many flaws in these two swords.

He was thinking of waking Lin Pingzhi up, so naturally he wouldn't hold back his hand, but when he saw the long sword in his hand pointing forward, it didn't even draw out its sheath, and Lin Pingzhi yelled "Ouch". He hit his throat up.

"Okay... so fast!"

The two guards watching the battle didn't even see how Mo Yuan made a move. They just saw their young guards stop there in a blink of an eye.

"Brother Mo, you are so powerful!" Lin Pingzhi swallowed his saliva as he looked at the long sword with a sheath that was only three inches away from his throat. As soon as he handed it over, his life was gone.

"Mr. Lin, let's do it again." Mo Yuan took a step back and withdrew his long sword.

"Okay, come again!"

Lin Pingzhi is also young at heart, and he refuses to admit defeat easily. He can hold up to forty or fifty moves in his father's hands on weekdays. In his eyes, no matter how good Mo Yuan's kung fu is, and at a young age, he will never be better than his own father. Bar.

He concentrated and held his breath, and changed the moves in his hand, a move of meteor chasing the moon, the sword energy was cold, and he pointed directly at the center of Mo Yuan's eyebrows, which was the ultimate move of the evil sword technique.

A strange look flashed in Mo Yuan's eyes. This sword is not very powerful. It is a fast word. It is not powerful if it is put on Lin Pingzhi, but if it is ten times faster, Mo Yuan is afraid If there is no time to fight back, he will be killed by a sword.

Unfortunately, it was Lin Pingzhi who used this sword technique after all.

Mo Yuan lightly tapped the long sword of Lianqiao, Lin Pingzhi's sword was not sure where he was going, and when Lin Pingzhi stabilized his body, the long sword of Lianqiao was lying three inches in front of his throat again.

"Brother Mo, I..." Lin Pingzhi's face turned red. After all, he was still a boy, and he was subdued by one move twice in a row. He was so ashamed that he couldn't find a crack in the ground.

Mo Yuan smiled when he saw this, he stretched out his hand and patted Lin Pingzhi's shoulder and said, "Mr. Lin, why should you be ashamed and angry? Your swordsmanship is actually very powerful. It's just that Mr. Lin, you practiced wrongly and failed to show your power. Just wait and see."

Mo Yuan shook the sheathed long sword in his hand, and a meteor chasing the moon will come out. His inner strength is much stronger than Lin Pingzhi, everyone can only see a silver light flashing in front of them, like a meteor falling, and it hits the ground with a bang. On the courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall built of bricks, and the sheathed long sword in Mo Yuan's hand unexpectedly entered without a handle, and pierced through it abruptly with internal force.

Lin Pingzhi smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Mo, this sword of yours relies entirely on internal strength, my little brother can't do it no matter what."

"If you don't have enough internal strength, you can practice. Besides, the trick of this sword is not in internal strength at all, but in a word of fastness, if you are as fast as me, and the sword in your hand is sharp, you can achieve the sword I just did. It's not difficult." Mo Yuan said.

With these two moves by Lin Pingzhi alone, Mo Yuan basically had a thorough understanding of the profound meaning of the evil sword technique.

But once the two moves just now are speeded up ten times and a hundred times, there will be no flaws, and it can definitely be called the world's first-rate swordsmanship.

It's just that other people are not as familiar with the plot as he is, and they only think that the essence of the evil sword technique lies in the sword technique itself, and never thought that the key lies in the word "quick".

Lin Pingzhi thought for a moment, sure enough, the sword in his hand cut iron like mud, and stabbed with all his strength, the green brick courtyard wall was like tofu, as long as he could do it as fast as lightning, his martial arts would be greatly improved.

"Brother Mo said, how can I train with your speed?" Lin Pingzhi said in distress.

"Haha, it's quite simple. My brother only needs to find a waterfall pond, practice swords underwater every day, or tie heavy objects on his shoulders. After a long time, the speed will naturally increase." Mo Yuan thought for a while. , So I thought of two ways for him.

Lin Pingzhi was overjoyed when he heard this. What Mo Yuan said was really a very simple solution. He was very grateful and insisted on inviting Mo Yuan to meet his parents in the palace, but Mo Yuan refused.

The two chatted for a while, before Lin Pingzhi reluctantly said goodbye to Mo Yuan.

"Brother Mo, we'll see you in three days." Lin Pingzhi bid farewell with his arms folded.

"Well, see you in three days." Mo Yuan bowed back, and he let out a long breath when he saw the boy's figure disappear.

He was not guilty of his guilt, and he was guilty of the evil sword manual. I don't know how many people peeped at it. Mo Yuan thought he couldn't hide the Lin family, so he could only express his heart in this way, hoping that Lin Pingzhi's fate would be better than before.

He picked up the long sword and walked back to the inn. There was nothing else going on this afternoon. Unexpectedly, in the evening, when the waiter delivered the meal, something happened.

"You said, this was specially given to me by someone from the palace?" Mo Yuan looked at the note in his hand and asked with some doubts.

The note said: At the middle of the night, we met in the grove outside the city.The inscription is empty.

"Exactly, the villain sees it clearly, he is a member of Jindaomen." The waiter in the shop responded.

"Okay, I see, you go down first." Mo Yuan nodded and said.

The waiter backed out, and Mo Yuan fell into deep thought. First of all, the waiter couldn’t have mistaken someone. He is a local snake, and Jindaomen is the most famous place in Luoyang. This person must be from Jindaomen, but Jindaomen’s Why did someone send him a letter and ask him to go outside the city? It stands to reason that if he knew his identity as a Huashan disciple, he should be invited to see him at the Golden Knife Gate!

"Hey, Xiaoshulin, it's midnight. If I'm a girl, I'm still interested. I'm too lazy to see you." Mo Yuan casually threw the note away and said to himself.

The most important thing in the world is to be cautious. Even if you are the best in the world, you are afraid of conspiracy and tricks. Besides, Mo Yuan is not the number one in the world. ?

After dinner, Mo Yuan strolled around the night market in Luoyang, came back to practice his internal skills, and then rested.

In the early morning of the second day, when Mo Yuan hadn't woken up yet, an angry voice suddenly sounded outside the inn: "Boy named Mo, why don't you hurry down and see me?!"

Mo Yuan woke up from the bed, got up and put on his clothes, looked out of the window, and saw a short Taoist holding a long sword, blocking the door of the inn with a dark face.

"Yu Canghai?!"

Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, what is this guy looking for him for?
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(End of this chapter)