The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Front, back, left, right, above the head, under the feet, there is a vast floating light.

When Li Muchen walked among them, he didn't feel its weight or lightness, and there was no difference between the east, west and north.

This is a chaotic world, the floating light is composed of sword intent, and it is everywhere.

Sword intent is everywhere.

Li Muchen fell into deep thought, how to break this thoughtless world?

He tried to swing his sword, but no matter how strong the sword energy was, it was cut into the void and had nowhere to put any force. Because this is a world without thoughts, there are no thoughts at all, and there is no target to swing the sword at all.

Although there was sword energy in the Western Zhou Dynasty, it was vague and elusive, just like the vagueness of Tao.

But he knew that as long as he relaxed, these sword intentions might kill him at any time.

He tried to learn the sword-scrubbing pavilion like before, and use Xuanming Sword Intent to create the world again.

But this time, no one drew a sword to strike. With no one to attack, he couldn't even defend. It was like drawing the ground as a prison and trapping himself in it.

If this continues, he will be trapped and dead in his mindless world without Mitarashi Sword Pavilion using his sword.

Li Muchen could only wait quietly now, waiting for the sword from the sword-washing pavilion.

As long as he draws his sword, he must remember it, and he will be able to find the flaw in it, or he can use force to compete with the hard strength of the sword energy.

The Wu Nian Blade of Mitarashi Sword Pavilion is extremely powerful in terms of realm.

He broke through the limitations of traditional practice, took himself as the Tao, created his own world, and blocked all the rules of heaven from his own world.

Li Muchen also learned something from it.

This has no thoughts, it is no way!

However, the magic power of Mitarashi Sword Pavilion is not enough to completely suppress Li Muchen. After all, he has only been practicing for more than a hundred years, and he is still in an environment like Japan where there is no master to guide him and there are only a group of paranoid warriors around him.

Li Muchen would not lose in a fight with sword energy.

But in terms of realm, there is a huge difference. What Li Muchen had just realized was something that others had been experimenting with a hundred years ago. At least fifty years ago, the swordsmanship of Wu Nian Blade had already taken shape.

Li Muchen waited for a long time, but did not wait for the sword to come out from the sword-washing pavilion.

This is troublesome. If someone doesn't draw his sword, you can't break it.

In the world of Wu Nian, the rules of heaven fail and time and space do not exist. You have been waiting for a long time, sitting there trapped in it, but not a single thought has come to your mind, and the hand on your watch has not even crossed a second.

But Li Muchen must remain vigilant at all times and cannot relax even a little bit when facing the ubiquitous sword intent.

If this continues, the outcome will almost be determined.

……

At this time, outside Wu Nian's world, many people rushed into the spiritual club.

In addition to some officers and soldiers wearing black clothes and walking neatly, who were obviously well-trained, there were also many people wearing samurai uniforms. Among them were those who failed to stop Li Muchen at the Japanese Martial Arts Hall just now.

They rushed into Fengan Hall and saw Mitarashi Sword Tower and Li Muchen standing face to face, motionless, like two wax figures.

Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't dare to interrupt rashly. After all, Lord Jiange's reputation was unknown to everyone.

The Mitarai family has the mission of protecting the shrine, and it is not something they can overstep.

A middle-aged man in a suit walked out of the crowd. His face was like ice and his eyes were like those of an eagle. When he walked, his steps were dignified and powerful. His waist was straight and he stood with the warriors around him. He looked a little out of place. .

But his identity was obviously unusual, and even the leading Xiantian old man in the martial arts hall took a step aside.

Looking at Mitarashi Sword Pavilion and Li Muchen, this man seemed a little confused. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes and he looked at the old man next to him: "What is going on?"

"Reply to the general." The old man bowed slightly, "The two of them should be fighting swords."

"Sword fight?" The general was even more confused, "Where is the sword?"

"The sword is in their hearts." The old man was an innate master after all, so he could see some tricks, although he couldn't see how the two men fought.

The general nodded, turned away, and continued to observe the two men who were "fighting swords with their hearts."

After a while, the two people still didn't move.

The general frowned, as if impatient, and asked the old man: "Who do you think will win?"

"This, it's hard to say." The old man blurted out, but suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly corrected him, "Master Jiange is the best swordsman in Japan, he will definitely win!"

The general's frown deepened.

"The best swordsman in Japan? Then if he loses, it means that the entire Japan has been defeated, right?"

The old man was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

The general sneered, took out a gun from his pocket, and pointed it at Li Muchen's back.

"General!" the old man reminded quickly, "This is Feng'an Palace..."

He didn't say the next words, but he believed that the general should understand what he meant.

Fengan Hall is the place where soul swords are enshrined. Over the past hundreds of years, the heroic souls of thousands of Japanese warriors have gathered here.

This is the resting place of samurai and a symbol of the spirit of bushido. If you block the sword where the heroic souls of the warriors are gathered here and shoot at the enemy, especially when two people are competing, it will bring shame to the heroic souls. Where is the spirit of bushido?

However, the old man Xiantian obviously overestimated the general's integrity. The general is a modern man, and his thoughts are already different from those of the older generation of warriors. In his opinion, losing is the real humiliation. As long as you win, who cares how you win?

So, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Gunshots rang out in Fengan Hall.

The bodyguards in black had expressionless faces, but the warriors were shocked.

They watched helplessly as the bullet was shot at Li Muchen, and at the same time, another invisible bullet was shot at their remaining dignity as warriors.

……

In Wu Nian's world, Li Muchen felt the sword intent everywhere around him.

As long as Mitarashi Sword Pavilion is read together, he can find the flaw in it.

Unfortunately, it is really a world without thoughts.

This thoughtless blade was so complete that he couldn't find any chance to break the situation.

The sword is in his hand, but he cannot swing it at his opponent.

And the opponent's sword is right there, everywhere and nowhere to be seen.

He can only lie dormant and wait...

This is a kind of suffering, but also a kind of practice.

In the Sword Without Thought Realm, in a world without the passage of time, his vigilance gradually relaxed.

This is a dangerous signal, because if he is relaxed at this moment, if the other party has the intention to kill him, this is the best time.

But this is also an opportunity to counterattack, because only by making the opponent have thoughts can the dilemma of no thoughts be broken.

The most difficult thing is that in the thoughtless world created by the other party, any thoughts you have are transparent. You cannot deceive the other party and deliberately make the illusion of relaxation.

So he really relaxed.

However, when Xuan Ming's black light dimmed, Li Muchen suddenly understood a truth - the sword in his hand, the plan to break the situation in his mind, and his vigilance against the sword intent around him were all his persistent thoughts.

There is no chance of winning if you use thoughts to fight against non-thoughts.

So, he put down his sword and the thoughts in his heart to get closer to no thoughts.

At this moment, the world suddenly became extremely quiet.

Then, he saw Mitarashi Kenkaku standing in front of him, with a smile like a cherry blossom blooming on his face.

Behind him, a bullet was approaching him at a speed of Mach [-]...