Chapter Fifty Eight Terror (1/2)
Chapter Fifty Eight Terror
Nine thousand four hundred and eleven!
After dazing around for three days, Zuo Mo started to furiously practice sword moves again. The picture in his sea of consciousness gave an unparalleled shock. He seemed to have understood something, but couldn’t grasp it. Three days later, he suddenly woke and understood.
All kinds of comprehension, it wasn’t a building in the sky. Without a solid base, even if you understood it, you could not produce it. Even more, Zuo Mo didn’t understand sword essence completely. Wei Sheng Shixiong had sat in front of the waterfall for months, battled lots of times, before he had comprehended just those basic things. His talent at the sword was far from Wei Sheng Shixiong. How could it be so easy?
Finally knowing where the problem was, Zuo Mo controlled his panicking heart and started to practice the sword moves of [Li Water Sword Scripture].
When he was tired to his limits, his ling energy used up, he would meditate in the rock room.
Recovering, he would start again. Just like this, without a break in between.
Nineteen thousand and twenty two!
Zuo Mo’s clothing was torn, his body a mess, his eyes sunk deep. Only that pair of eyes were lit up like a fire, burning relentlessly.
Seven moves. Each detail of each move, he had thought it over countless times. He was so familiar to a point that he couldn’t even believe it. The ice crystal sword was like a part of his body. He could easily control it to do any move. That bit of consciousness, it was like a strong spider silk threat that held on to the sword.
In the air, the ice crystal sword slowly wavered like a fish waving its tail as it swam against the current. The rate at which the ice crystal sword wavered continuously increased. With the ice crystal sword as the center, large circles of transparent ripples appeared in the air.
Zuo Mo’s eyes were slightly closed as he tasted the tiniest changes on the ice crystal sword.
Without a sound, the ice crystal sword suddenly disappeared from its spot, only leaving behind transparent ripples that shook in the air.
Ding!
A sound that was the lightest possible!
The ice crystal sword entered into the rock face of the valley, leaving behind a small hole. After a while, the rock surrounding the tiny hole became covered in a dense yet thin layer of ice.
The sword was like water, illusory and shapeless.
Zuo Mo closed his eyes, reminiscing on the entire process. The path the ice crystal sword had taken was actually a curve. Like water flowing down a mountain, extremely natural and smooth. This move [Flowing Water], according to the words of [Li Water Sword Scripture], it was a small progress. But Zuo Mo was very dissatisfied. If this move had sword essence, the sword would have gone beyond the three feet into the rock.
There was someone in the valley. Zuo Mo felt it in his heart. In this amount of time, other than practice sword scripture, all his other time was put onto meditation. Other than the improvement of his sword scripture, his cultivation had increased ferociously!
“Shijie.” Zuo Mo saw it was Li Ying Feng and got off his guard.
Li Ying Feng saw Zuo Mo’s state and jumped. Then she frowned: “Shidi, fighting is important, but speed isn’t everything. If you are too exhausted, it would have the opposite effect.”
Zuo Mo: “I’m fine.”
“For you.” Li Ying Feng couldn’t deal with Zuo Mo and handed over a jade scroll: “Xu Yi Xia Shijie came back. This is a jade scroll that she gave me. Recorded inside is one of the times that Luo Li Shixiong was fighting. If you have the time, you could take a look.”
Zuo Mo stilled. He hadn’t thought that there was this matter and couldn’t help but be curious. Before Wei Sheng Shixiong had zhuji, Luo Li Shixiong had always been the genius of the sect. Even Wei Sheng Shixiong was just his sword servant. Zuo Mo was very curious what level he really was at. Looking at Li Ying Feng Shijie who looked slightly tired, he was grateful, and raised his hands. He said: “Many thanks, Shijie.”
“It was just a coincidence that Xu Yi Xia Shijie returned.” Li Ying Feng said: “Shidi needs to work hard. Not just Xu Yi Xia Shijie has returned. Supposedly, Eldest Shijie is also returning soon.”
“En, I will!” Zuo Mo said resolutely.
Li Ying Feng added a few more cautions before leaving.
Returning to the valley, Zuo Mo impatiently added ling energy to the jade scroll.
It looked like the battlefield was a mine underground. The light was poor, and it was very dark. Zuo Mo couldn’t help but furrow his brows. He didn’t know if it was that he was used to sunlight but he really didn’t like this kind of dark underground place. Suppressing the dislike inside, his head turned quickly.
This should be the mine that Luo Li governed.
Luo Li Shixiong’s personality was cold and his relationship with the other shixiong wasn’t very good. Supervising a sect was a hard duty. It was long term underground, dull and harsh. Other than Luo Li Shixiong, no one was willing to go.
Zuo Mo looked extremely carefully, afraid of missing a detail.
He saw a crowd of people facing Luo Li Shixiong.
“Brothers, since we can’t even get full, it’s just a death. Rather than starve to death, we should rather fight against him!” Someone shouted. But his shaking legs clearly betrayed the terror in his heart. The other people shook all over as well but their eyes were red.
Zuo Mo remembered that he had heard of xiu slaves from the sound tablet. These people should be xiu slaves.
Seeing these people’s eyes, Zuo Mo suddenly thought, when a wild animal was in desperate straits, were they like this as well?
“Huang Ze, I promoted you to head, and you repay me like this?” Luo Li said coldly.