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"This is the blade mark created by Twilight Knife's Tiger Subduing Blade!" Mu Tu's eyes, which was holding onto the Twilight Knife, instantly lit up, revealing a dense amount of pleasant surprise.

He had only seen his master Mu Aixing practice the Tiger Subduing Absolute Saber Technique once, but after hearing what Danzeng Taibai had said, he had not seen any secret scriptures. According to what Danzeng Taibai had said, the Twilight Knife should have been left at the bottom of the Wintry Spring at the bottom of the Ku Hai City.

The sudden and sudden sound of the blade wasn't like the sound of slashing stone or clashing earth. It was as though it was an ultimate move. Once it was unleashed, it would come to an end. This blade technique had completely transformed into a bizarre and unfathomable blade technique, especially the last explosive sound of the sword slicing through the air, which seemed like the roar of a fierce tiger. The saber's momentum, which had been slightly obscene and only knew how to attack the lower part of his body, gradually increased in size and power.

"Condensing Qi into my blade, the rhythm of my skill circulation." Mu Tu finally understood what kind of blade aura he needed to grasp. When using the rhythm of the blade and the rhythm of the land, if one's realm was higher, their comprehension ability would naturally be higher. When he was in a bad situation, he had relied on his memory to remember the moves of the saber technique and imitate them accordingly.

He was too weak, and his cultivation level was too low. He could not understand a single thing when he looked at the blade marks. If he was still unranked and had yet to achieve a breakthrough, he probably wouldn't be able to understand this either. It was just like what his master had said about memorizing moves with your own abilities. With his current cultivation level and comprehension ability, he could faintly discern a bit of blade intent from the slash that his master had left behind. If his master taught him more with his heart, perhaps he would be able to grasp the true essence of this technique.

This was the difference between the different realms.

Oh, it is a Bladestorm, but this way I can feel and sense the blade intent that belongs to me from Master's blade energy.

He could not learn the tyranny of his master, nor was it suitable for him. More or less, his master's sabre art would be infused with his own sabre intent. What he sought was the rhythm, the rhythm of the sabers marks in the room.

Saber Heart was the insight of a true Saber Master. It was the realization of the heart. Carrying a Twilight Knife on his back, Mu Tu lamented. Furthermore, realising the importance of his own blade was also a prerequisite to stepping into the 'way of the blade'.

Only then would he not become a master, but instead develop himself.

At first glance, the slash marks on the wall seemed to contain a lot of distracting thoughts, the slash marks were all mixed up in a mess. However, when Mu Tu looked carefully, the rhythm of the slash marks on the wall changed, the varying depths of the slash marks were like the alternating movements of left and right hands.

Speed depended on the heart, changing between the will. If one could not advance with a domineering attitude, then the rhythm would change. The ethereal blade aura would be even more strange and practical.

Inside the stone room, the tinkling sound came again, only this time it was sometimes slow and sometimes hurried, sometimes it was wildly windy and sometimes it was warm, causing the eavesdropping outside the room to become disordered and confused. However, the more he listened, the more agitated he felt, and the more he felt as if he wanted to immediately smash the door.

As for Gu Mengyan, who was playing with a caterpillar, he suddenly saw the caterpillar begin to scurry, and then, the room became noisy as it hurriedly pulled at his elegance, which could no longer be controlled anymore. It seemed that he could even escape into the stone house.

Her face was filled with conflict, and when she finally could not hear the sounds of Mu Tu's blade dancing, she calmed down and held her chest while gasping heavily. Just a moment ago, she felt that young master's aura had become like that of a lord, a kind of force that made people feel anxious and irritable, was being emitted from her body.

"Huu Nightmare Terror, let's go outside the house to look for herbs!" With a sea of bamboo this big, there must be many good things around us! " Feng Ya calmed her mood, then pulled Gu Mengyan along to walk around.

"En … wait." The little child suddenly opened his mouth and spoke. He immediately let go of Feng Ya's hand and quickly threw a black beetle towards the side of the stone house. He then turned around and jogged back to Feng Ya's side.

"Mn, I am the Holy Son of the Five Poisons Sect. All kinds of Gu are insignificant."

The two of them started searching the area as they spoke to each other.

Only Mu Tu, who was in the middle of the stone room, was dancing the Twilight Knife in his hands more and more strangely. The blade Qi that was produced by the different rhythms of the sword had left shallow marks on the surrounding walls, obviously showing that he had left behind his strength, afraid of messing up the traces his master had left behind.