Chapter 2000

Demon Knife sat down quietly, stroking the long knife that had been with him for many years, and the emotion on his eyebrows was extremely complicated.

The full moon hung in the sky again, and Ye Lingtian woke up from a coma for a long time.

Mo Dao proudly stood up and tilted his head: "Follow me."

Ye Lingtian blinked: "Why go?"

"I still need it." Mo Dao frowned, looking at Ye Lingtian like looking at a silly fork.

Ye Lingtian looked at the magic knife like a fool: "Of course I want you to say, I'm so busy, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

The magic knife can be regarded as convinced by Ye Lingtian, and he has never seen such a brainless person.

"You practiced the knife for a month back and forth, and while I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you some pointers."

When Mo Dao said this, he was as arrogant as he wanted, wishing he could press his eyeballs to the top of his head.

Ye Lingtian couldn't look at the coquettish virtues of the magic knife, so he said bluntly: "I'm not in the mood."

"Did I hear you right?" The corners of Mo Dao's lips twitched, it was a slap in the face.

It stands to reason that at this stage of Ye Lingtian's cultivation, the most urgent thing is not to practice day and night, but to find a strong opponent to learn from, find out the gaps and shortcomings in order to improve.

As an absolute powerhouse in the Dao of the Sword field, Mo Dao felt that taking the time to point and point Ye Lingtian was like selling a big favor.

Who would have thought that Ye Lingtian was completely ungrateful and would slam the door down without hesitation? What kind of rhythm is this?

"Of course you heard it right, I am in your hands and I can go through fifty tricks, which is pretty good."

Ye Lingtian stretched his waist, and said in a yin and yang tone: "Competing with you, isn't this looking for abuse?"

Mo Dao felt that it was necessary to correct Ye Lingtian's misconception, and the words came like a cannonball.

"You kid, do you understand the way of cultivation? Do you know what it means to learn from others?"

"True knowledge needs to be tested in practice, and only through comparison can we reverse our deviations in cultivation and comprehension."

Ye Lingtian looked at the magic knife with great pity: "Up to now, you still don't understand my thoughts?"

Mo Dao curled his lips and said angrily: "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, how could I know?"

Brother's posture is pulled away, you don't know how low your IQ is.

Ye Lingtian stood face to face with the magic knife, and said very seriously: "I never thought of competing with you, what I want is to defeat you, and trample on your proud comprehension of the sword."

The magic knife immediately became restless.

Step on my proud Dao of the Sword comprehension under my feet? Do you know how other people evaluate Lao Tzu in that space?

Do you know the level of Lao Tzu's Dao of the sword? Do you know how short your words are?

No knowledge, no shame, no culture, no fear!

"Ye Lingtian, you haven't woken up yet, have you?" Mo Dao's mouth was full of disdain, "Your so-called way of the sword is nothing to me."

Ye Lingtian glanced at the magic knife, and replied: "The one who is not awake is not me, but you."

The magic knife pointed at Ye Lingtian's chest, and said word by word: "You don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!"

Ye Lingtian smiled and shook his head: "I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, do you know that?"

Mo Dao was almost choked to death by Ye Lingtian's words, his face turned livid.

Ye Lingtian saw the expression of the magic knife, and sighed: "Anyway, he is also a person who has been famous for a long time, and he is still showing the courage of his tongue here?"

"I'm sure of what I said just now. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the way to advance is to constantly learn from each other and learn from each other's strengths."

"This is not suitable for me, because the Tianshen Tianbei gave me a godhead, and a person with a godhead should follow the rules?"

"I have my way, and I have to keep going according to my own way, reaching a peak that is difficult for everyone to reach, and reaching a level that makes everyone daunted."

The magic knife stared at Ye Lingtian for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said: "Then I will wait and see."

Ye Lingtian picked up the cold light from the ground, and smiled at the magic knife: "Don't look at me with envious eyes, it's useless."

"When you start to complain that fate is too partial to me, think about how much you have paid to fight against fate."

"Just like Zou Jiuzhou, fate doesn't seem to favor her, but didn't she create her own history?"

Ye Lingtian walked straight towards the sea, and said as he walked: "I will stay in the small space for a long, long time, and I have two strong enemies in the small space."

"One is you, the other is me. After defeating you, I will defeat myself. Only in this way can I be invincible in the melee of Xianmen."

Having said that, Ye Lingtian stopped in his tracks and looked up at the blue sky: "I am most afraid of time, because you are not weak, and I am not strong now."

The magic knife inserted the long knife into the beach, leaned on the knife, and smiled meaningfully: "The last thing you have to worry about is time. A year in a small space is only equivalent to a day in the fairy world."

What? Ye Lingtian stopped and looked back at the magic knife: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true, how long did it take for that breakthrough, you have no idea?"

The magic knife expressed contempt for Ye Lingtian: "You were as shrewd as a monkey just now, why are you so rigid now?"

Ye Lingtian quickly shifted his gaze to the stele, and said, "This is a non-stop cheating."

Mo Dao was too lazy to talk to Ye Lingtian, and walked towards the woods with the long knife on his shoulders, the words that came out of his mouth had a lingering sour taste.

"Shenshen Tianbei has been cheating on you all the time. How about your performance, I can't bear to look directly at you."

"Mind sea tempering is the simplest and most effective way to improve. You just discovered today. I don't understand why there are such stupid people in the world."

Ye Lingtian smiled at the back of the magic knife: "Thank you for your reminder."

The long knife in Yang Yang's hand: "Thank you with your cold light."

"Definitely!" Ye Lingtian nodded heavily.

One of the two ran towards the endless sea, and the other towards the lush jungle.

Perhaps their understanding of the Dao of the Sword is biased, but they all have a heart longing for strength.

One wants to challenge the absolute authority in the fairy world, and return to the modern society after the revenge.

One wants to break through the shackles of space and jump out of a small space.

Ever since it was pitted by Tianbei, the magic knife has been silent for too long.

Even the magic knife is thinking that the space he is in may have become a long-standing legend.

The sun and the moon in the small space witnessed the hard work and sweat of the two, and the time gradually passed by the light of the swords that the two kept waving.

I don't know how long it took, when the calm sea surface glowed with golden lights, and when the sea set off huge waves, the magic knife rushed out with one step.

The slightly cool sea breeze blows towards the face, looking up at the huge waves, the magic knife's eyes are shining with excitement.

"break!"

With a roar, he pulled his right hand, and the waves of red light split the huge waves into pieces, and the immortal power turned these pieces into mist, which rose into the blue sky.

Wave after wave, the power is getting stronger and stronger, and the red blade light is getting brighter and brighter.

When everything was calm, Ye Lingtian came slowly from the sea stepping on the waves.

The magic knife stood intently, looked at the ragged Ye Lingtian carefully, and said with a smile: "It's time?"

Ye Lingtian looked around and replied softly: "It should be here."

The magic knife let out a cry, put the knife back into its sheath, stepped back a few meters, turned around, and said again: "Do you know how many years have passed since we parted last time?"

"I don't know, I only know that you pulled me out of the sea many, many times."

Ye Lingtian bowed to the magic knife, with a little guilt on his face: "Sorry, I delayed your practice."

Mo Dao curled his lips: "There's nothing you can do if you delay, who told me not to open the cheat?"

"You can concentrate on moving forward in your own way, and I have to tell you not to get out of the sea in a coma."

"Thinking about it carefully, I'm really sad. A person who used to be an all-powerful person has been reduced to a junior foil."

Ye Lingtian rolled his eyes and muttered, "It seems like I'm taking advantage of it. Don't think I don't know. With my strength, your recovery speed will also become faster and faster."

"To put it bluntly, we are just grasshoppers on a rope. If I'm fine, you're fine. If I'm not good, you won't be able to get out for ten million years."

After saying a few human words, the frenzied words started to pop out again, what kind of person is this!

The magic knife scolded angrily with a dark old face: "My surname is Ye, I have paid so much for you, why don't I babble?"

Ye Lingtian was overjoyed: "He's such a grown-up, how come he looks like a child and doesn't make progress at all."

"I don't make progress, but you do. It's been nearly forty years since I was tempered by the sea of ​​​​hearts. Hasn't your problem of not speaking human language not been corrected?"

The magic knife was pointed at Ye Lingtian, the boudoir and resentful woman who looked so alive.

"Forty years, how many days and nights? Even your wife may not guarantee to pull you out of the sea every day at the most critical time?"

"Forty years, you are so annoying, I'm so annoying!"

Forty years? Ye Lingtian blinked: "How long has it been?"

"You are so nonsense! Back then, it was no problem for me to kill you instantly, but now you can jump out and challenge me, how long is forty years?"

Thinking of the scene of the last conversation with Ye Lingtian that day, Mo Dao was full of resentment.

Forty years is a long time in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of monks, it is like a fleeting moment.

Of course, the attitude of the magic sword also indirectly proves that Ye Lingtian's forty years of practicing swords in the sea has not been in vain, and his strength has improved greatly.

It was so big that when the magic knife saw the huge waves rising from the sky, it felt inexplicably sad.

It took him six hundred years to achieve Ye Lingtian's step, but Ye Lingtian did it in only forty years.

If it's not the work of the godhead, the magic knife must be the first to jump out and scold the mother.

"After today's battle, you will be relieved." Ye Lingtian took a step back, leaned over and looked forward, holding the cold light in his right hand.

Mo Dao stunned the boss for a while, then asked inexplicably: "Take it easy, what do you mean?"

"I mean, you don't need to pull me out of the sea in the future." Ye Lingtian said word by word.