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Chapter 30 The Direction of the Way of the Sword

This contest between the big eater and the chef lasted from the early morning to the sunset.

In the end, Chen Mo was the first to call a stop, thus ending in defeat.

Chen Mo rubbed his stomach that didn't bulge at all with one hand, and moved his numb cheeks with the other hand, and said with a sigh. "What a happy day, unfortunately, my mouth is numb after chewing. I am really in poor health, and my cheeks almost cramp even after eating."

In the kitchen at the side, more than a dozen chefs were sweating profusely, lying on the ground as if collapsed, their faces turned pale, and their hands, which were always steady as chefs, were trembling non-stop.

If an uninformed person sees this scene, they may misunderstand what Chen Mo, a child of a small size, did to more than a dozen middle-aged men.

Chen Mo picked his teeth contentedly, felt the warm feeling in his body, and felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment, which was different from the spiritual fulfillment he had read in the past, this time he truly experienced fulfillment in the physical body feel.

If Chen Mo had to describe it, Chen Mo would probably sum it up in this sentence. "The feeling of emptiness in my body has been really filled!"

Chen Mo's fingers moved slightly, and he saw a few wisps of flickering and visible sword energy circulating above.

Slightly closing his eyes, Chen Mo felt the fluctuation of the sword intent in his cells slightly, and after a while, Chen Mo opened his eyes in great surprise, and said. "Sure enough, people have to eat enough to have strength. Now I feel that every cell in my body is filled with sword intent that is almost overflowing. I'm afraid I have completed my introduction to the sword!"

"Then how should I practice the next step in the path of swordsmanship?" After the surprise, Chen Mo frowned and began to think.

"Hey... this is the distress of a commoner child like me who has no background and no talent. Without sufficient teachers, the road to kendo is so difficult, and even the next step is to be groped forward." After a while , Chen Mo sighed and said.

"According to common sense, my next step is to integrate the sword intent of every cell in my body into one, and sharpen my body into a sharp sword, so as to reach the state where a person is a sword."

"Either it is to further compress the sword intent in the cells, to condense the incomparably hazy existence of the sword intent into a gaseous state, or even the follow-up path is to turn gaseous into liquid, liquefied into solid, and solid into golden elixir?? ?” Chen Mo sorted out all the relevant knowledge in his mind, and deduced with a strange expression.

"According to medicine, wouldn't Jindan be a stone?"

"According to case statistics, generally speaking, stones appear in the age group from 20 to 50 years old. That is to say, if I get the golden pill, I may be able to do it as soon as I am in my 20s?" Chen Mo murmured , his brows furrowed more and more, as if he had encountered some difficult and important decision.

"However, it is said in the book that once a stone is formed, it will cause pain in the human body, and some people with severe stones will suffer from pain to the point of shock, which is life-threatening!" Although Chen Mo can cut off his own pain-sensing nerves, he is not afraid A little pain, but also know that the road of kendo will definitely encounter many difficulties and obstacles, and suffer suffering and pain.

However, it is said in the book that those with stones can hardly last for a few years, and for various reasons, they will choose surgery to remove the stones one after another.

"That is to say, the way of swordsmanship is practiced in the way of golden core. Although the progress is extremely fast, there is a chance to reach the legendary state after adulthood, but the price may be that it can only be maintained for a few years, and the swordsmanship has to be abolished. Take out the golden elixir." Chen Mo guessed based on the environment in "Nautical Epic".

"Perhaps this is the way the heroes of that era chose in order to quickly cultivate the way of swords against foreign enemies, at the cost of sacrificing their own future."

"Great..."

"However, the times are different now. I don't need to be in such a hurry at all, so the method of forming a golden core is not suitable for me, and for a layman like me, the practice of swordsmanship is more to yearn for the demeanor of the predecessors. In the end, it may not be able to reach the height of the predecessors swordsman."

"So, I still base my experience on the way of swordsmanship. Choosing that kind of person is to advance in the realm of swordsmanship. At any rate, it can be regarded as figuring out some paths for my descendants." Chen Mo made a secret decision and murmured. "For people like me who don't have a master to teach, it is too difficult to practice swordsmanship. I hope that my descendants can walk more smoothly, inherit my will, and change this distorted world where pirates rule."

After making up his mind, Chen Mo didn't hesitate any longer. Under the interference of his will, the sword intent in every individual cell in his body tried to contact and blend with each other.

However, under Chen Mo's perception, the sword intent in every cell in the body is like sand. A grain of sand can be combined and mixed at will, but the difficulty of fusing two grains of sand into one grain of sand is simply not the same. And language.

Chen Mo tried for a long time, but the sword intent in each cell did not have the slightest tendency to blend, and they were incompatible with each other.

"Is this the bottleneck in the legend? Sure enough, my previous thoughts were too naive. My talent is not good. I have only stepped into the sword for more than half a year, and I have come into contact with the bottleneck." Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly. One sound, but I didn't feel too disappointed.

After all, Chen Mo didn't have high expectations for his own aptitude, so naturally he wouldn't feel frustrated because he hit a bottleneck.

"It seems that if you want to break through the perfect state of the introduction to swordsmanship, for a mediocre person like me, you have to work hard." Chen Mo secretly calculated. "The reason why it is difficult to fuse sword intents with sword intents is probably because these sword intents do not have the same will."

"Plainly speaking, the sword intent on my body has no soul, just like a dead thing, so it is naturally difficult to blend."

"Then what I need to do now is to slowly infect the sword intent in my body with my own will. Isn't there a saying called sword intent psychic? That's probably what it means?"

"It's difficult. It is estimated that if that kind of genius, when he condenses the sword intent in the cell, he will also contaminate his own will on it at the same time, and break through the realm naturally."

"As for me, now I only need to read more, enrich my knowledge, improve my ideological realm, strengthen my spiritual will, and then use water to grind my time to slowly cultivate the spirituality of the sword in my body." Chen Mo didn't have the slightest impetuousness in his heart. Little by little, he infers the direction of his own progress.

When Chen Mo temporarily sorted out the trivial directions of kendo, when he came back to his senses, he found that Chef Michelson walked in front of Chen Mo with exhaustion that was not concealed on his face.

(End of this chapter)