[Cultivation] Everyone begs me

Mo Chen had a dream.

Then he woke up with a fright.

When he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat, but he couldn't remember what dream he had.Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but heard a cold voice from the side of the bed: "You're awake."

When Mo Chen turned his head, his whole body froze there.

Beside his bed, there was a person sitting quietly, with long black hair hanging loose, and a face as cold as ice.This person exudes a cold aura that should not be entered by strangers.But that face is very familiar to him, and it is also something he does not want to see now.

He tried his best to calm down, and asked cautiously, "Where am I, are you?"

Mo Chang glanced at him expressionlessly: "This is Tianxing Peak, and I am your master."

If it wasn't for being looked at by Mo Chang's cold eyes, Mo Chen would almost subconsciously say something he didn't want.The person in front of him was so familiar yet so strange.The original Mo Chang was arrogant, but he subconsciously maintained a kind of alienation from others, but now Mo Chang is like a moving iceberg.It's frightening to see.

Mo Chang forced a smile: "I remember Senior Le brought me back..."

"Uncle Musician." Mo Chang glanced at Mo Chen and said calmly.

Mo Chen choked, blocked by Mo Chang's words, not knowing what to say.He didn't want to stay by Mo Chang's side, not to mention Mo Chang's indifference at the time, he was even more afraid that one day he would have a flaw and be discovered by Mo Chang, he didn't want to die again.

Mo Chang didn't seem to notice Mo Chen's dissatisfaction at all.He continued to say with a cold face, "Your name is Mo Chen?"

Mo Shen nodded silently, and then some inexplicable emotions suddenly arose in his heart, and he secretly glanced at Mo Chang.He wanted to know how Mo Chang would react when he heard this name, and whether he still remembered Mo Chen.But he only saw Mo Chang's still indifferent face and calm eyes, as if the name Mo Chen was just the most common name in his ears.

Mo Chen smiled wryly in his heart, how could Mo Chang still remember him, he should be thinking of his precious brother now.How can a counterfeit like myself compare to the real thing?Maybe Mo Chang complained in his heart that he had the same name as his baby brother.Thinking of this, Mo Chen became even more depressed.Now that he worships under Mo Chang's sect, he often looks at this face, and may see that Mo Chen again.Thinking of his previous face dangling in front of him, Mo Chen felt very uncomfortable.

"You are born with a single spiritual root of the gold system, suitable for sword repair." Mo Chang's tone was calm.It seems that Mo Chen's aptitude has no influence on him. "From today onwards, you are my disciple." He flicked his long sleeves lightly, and three things appeared out of nowhere in front of Mo Chen.One is a small dark purple wooden sign with strange patterns engraved on it, Mo Chen's name is engraved on the front, and Tianxing Peak is written on the back.One is a jade slip, and the last is a storage bag.

Mo Chen took these things into his hands, feeling very complicated in his heart.Even the order of discipleship has been done for him, which is really vigorous and resolute.The former brother, later the enemy, and the current master, the gap is too far, and he is not used to it for a while.

#On the Diversity of Master Identity#

#Don’t want to be an enemy’s elder brother is not a good master#

#How to properly handle the relationship between elder brother, enemy, master and respect? #

What to do, I'm so heartbroken.

"There is a basic sword formula and a practice method in the jade slip, you must practice it with your heart." Mo Chang said lightly. "Spirit, perseverance, aptitude, and hard work are all indispensable in the journey of cultivation. Sword cultivation is especially hard work. Starting tomorrow, you need to swing your sword a thousand times a day. You can't stop every day."

Before Mo Chen recovered from the identity change, he was frightened by this sad news.Mo Chang said a thousand times, he heard it right.What makes him even more painful is that it is still behind: "Once the posture is wrong, you have to do it all over again."

Mo Chen completely forgot about his entanglement, he raised his head and stared blankly at Mo Chang, he couldn't believe his ears.He was a Dharma practitioner in his previous life, and cultivation was a very simple and easy thing for him.He originally thought that sword cultivation was similar to law cultivation, but he didn't know until now that one is mental labor and the other is physical labor.

Mo Chang looked at Mo Chen blankly and even showed a bit of aggrieved and accusing expression, his heart softened a little.While his heart was softening, he suddenly had a change in his heart, and indifference once again covered his face: "If you can't do it, then don't stay in Tianxing Peak anymore." After finishing speaking, he turned around and opened the door to go out.

I'd actually be happy to go elsewhere.Mo Chen looked at the closed door and said silently in his heart.To be honest, he really wants to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors now, so he betrayed his master.I really doubt whether my original decision was correct.Maybe it would be nice to do a casual practice?Worshiping Mo Chang as a teacher?He can't open the mouth of Master.

Mo Chen struggled in his heart for a while, regretting was useless, so he had to pick up the jade slip and immerse his mind in it.

In the Jade Slips, a primary exercise and a sword formula are recorded.Mo Chen originally planned to read the sword formula.As for the kung fu, now that his spiritual root has become a golden spiritual root, the previous kung fu is no longer applicable.Although he was a bit regretful, Mo Chen felt that he would still find a satisfactory exercise.But after seeing the exercise given by Mo Chang, Mo Chen was shocked. This is not a basic exercise. If he guessed correctly, after this elementary exercise, there must be a higher level exercise. Gongfa exists.

Mo Chen frowned slightly, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.I took a look at the sword art.Discovering the sword formula is really the most basic thing.There is nothing of value beyond the basic swing, chop, stab, etc.

It seems that Mo Chang really wants him to swing his sword a thousand times a day, so I want to cry.

The terrain of Tianxing Peak is towering, but the top of the mountain has gentle ups and downs, and the terrain is vast.There is a small courtyard in the top of the mountain, quiet and tidy, with a very ordinary style.The room where Mo Chen lives is one of them.After Mo Chang threw the exercises and other things to Mo Chen, they disappeared.Only Mo Chen was left alone on this deserted Tianxing Peak.Mo Chen wandered around for a long time, and had to admit that this is really a remote place.Apart from him and Mo Chang, there was no trace of anyone else.

Because Mo Chang was not around, Mo Shen's depressed mind also relaxed slightly.He found something to eat by himself, and then went into the house early to practice.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, almost as soon as he settled down, Mo Chen felt sufficient spiritual energy pouring into his body, like streams of clear springs.Where the aura travels along the meridians, it is like a breeze blowing by.Mo Chen is no stranger to this kind of situation, and it was also the case that the body of the proud man in the past was running aura.From this point of view, his current qualifications are indeed good.He was happy in his heart, but Mo Chen still didn't feel relaxed. He controlled the aura to circulate for a big circle, and then flowed into his dantian.

Feeling the spiritual energy gathered in his dantian, Mo Chen reckoned that he would reach the first level of Qi refining in a few days.Thinking of this, his whole body was buried in cultivation.

The next morning, Mo Chen opened his eyes feeling refreshed.Although he didn't sleep all night, his spirit was better than falling asleep during cultivation.

Just remembering what Mo Chang said yesterday, his morale was a little low.He picked up the sword on the bed. It was a very ordinary sword that Mo Chen found in his storage bag yesterday.Presumably Mo Chang prepared it for him.He pushed open the door and walked out.

In front of the small courtyard, there is a wide flat land, which is a good place to practice swords.

Mo Chen came to the open space, held the sword in both hands, opened his posture, and swung it vigorously.It felt pretty good, but when I was about to make the second move, I heard Mo Chang's serious voice: "You need to keep your footing steady, raise your left hand high, and move your sword fast and crisply. Do it again."

When Mo Chen turned his head, he saw Mo Chang standing on the side, with his long sleeves fluttering, like a fairy, but that cold face made people want to back away.

"Continue." Seeing Mo Chen looking back at him, Mo Chang couldn't help frowning with a trace of dissatisfaction.His eyes became sharper too.Mo Chen's heart froze, he turned his head and continued to swing his sword.But no matter what, Mo Chang always seems to be able to find his shortcomings, and then let him do it all over again.

Do it again, do it again, do it again.In the lesser half of the morning, Mo Chen didn't even arrive a hundred times, let alone a thousand times, but his arm was so sore that he could barely lift it. The iron sword, which seemed so light at first, was now as heavy as a thousand catties.

Mo Chen didn't want to give up. After his previous life, he understood the importance of strength better.On the journey of cultivation, only oneself can be relied on.Wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Mo Chen gritted his teeth and continued to swing his sword.

At this moment, I felt light in my hand, Mo Chang's hand trembled, and the long sword flashed, drawing a dazzling arc in the air. Mo Chen watched Mo Chang's sword dance, every swing seemed to have the same strength, and the sword fell. Everywhere is in the same position, although it is just a simple wave, it has an inexplicably powerful force.Mo Chen stood aside, looking a little fascinated.Knowing that Mo Chang threw the sword in his hand to him, he came back to his senses.

"Continue." Still dropping two words, Mo Chang turned and left.

Holding the sword, Mo Chen stood silently for a while, then picked up the sword and continued to swing it.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and on the empty flat ground of Tianxing Peak, there was only one figure standing there, never stopping.

After a thousand times, Mo Chen could hardly feel the existence of his own arm.He dragged his heavy body to his room.Before I could wash up, I fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Being hugged in a daze, he suddenly felt a gust of cold air hit him, and Mo shrank his neck, feeling that the breath was much softer.He struggled to open his eyes, but he was so tired that he felt that the person who came did not mean anything to him, so he fell back into a peaceful sleep.

A cool breath lingered on the skin in the deep sleep, and the sore muscles immediately relieved a little. Mo Shen gradually woke up, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, someone said in his ear: "Practice immediately."

Mo Shen subconsciously operated his spiritual power, and felt that the cool breath became more and more obvious, and then he immersed himself in it.

It wasn't until the end of the practice that I realized that I had sat on his bed at some point, my sore muscles had obviously improved a lot, and the room was quiet, as if no one had ever been there.

The author has something to say: Thank you dear readers for your suggestions.

After consideration, I still set it as Jin Lingen,

Because student Mo Chen is majoring in sword repair,

The golden root is sharp and has a killing spirit.

It is more suitable for the sharpness of sword repair.

However, other spiritual roots will also appear in the text.

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