All People Martial Arts: The Beginning Awakens the Peerless Talent

The Way of Heaven, Victory Without Competing
“Junior Brother Mo is really not an ordinary person. This sword has a lot of background.” Yi Wei said.
“Oh?” Mo Xuan became interested, “I would like to hear more about it.”
Yi Wei said: “The name of this sword is ‘Nameless’, and it is said to be older than the founder of the Shushan Sword School.”
Dong Qianxue said from the side: “I heard that there were countless Shushan disciples who tried to draw this sword, but they all failed, and even a poor elder failed.”
Mo Xuan was surprised: “Even a poor Taoist wants this sword?”
Dong Qianxue nodded: “But he couldn’t draw the sword, so he had to give up.”
Yi Wei smiled and said, “Junior brother, it’s not that we didn’t help you, but this sword is beyond our capabilities. Why don’t you turn around and see if there are other swords that suit your heart?”
Mo Xuan shook his head and said with a smile, “It is because there is no other sword that suits your heart., I just want this one. ”
Dong Qianxue thought for a while and said, “Since Junior Brother wants this one, then I will help you.”
Yi Wei said: “And me.”
The two drew their swords and were about to slash towards the stone platform, but were stopped by Mo Xuan.
“Don’t bother Senior Brother and Senior Sister.”
Yi Wei was suddenly unhappy, “Junior brother, why is this? You helped us, but you didn’t let us help you. Do you look down on us?”
Dong Qianxue said softly: “Junior brother, don’t lose face, we belong to the same family, and we should help each other. If you can’t break the stone platform once, try a few more times. Brother and I will never have any complaints. What do you think? ”
Yi Wei rubbed the back of his head and said, “Yes, yes, the junior sister will focus on the key points. That’s what I mean.”
Mo Xuandao: “I think that countless seniors of the Shushan Sword Sect, including a poor uncle, can’t pull out this nameless sword. With the three of us alone, it’s even more impossible to pull it out, and I don’t expect it. Being able to have Wuming, I just want to comprehend for a few more days here.”
“How many days?” Yi Wei asked in confusion, “Junior brother, we are swordsmen, not Taoist priests of Lao Shizi, so we don’t need to understand the way of heaven.”
Dong Qianxue thought about it for a while, and seemed to understand something. She pulled Yi Wei and said, “Senior brother, since junior brother has his own ideas, then we should be fulfilled as senior brothers and sisters, don’t you think?”
Yi Wei slapped his forehead and said, “Since this is the decision of the younger brother, then we should follow it. Well, we will wait for you at the entrance of the sword tomb, and just call us if you have anything.”
Mo Xuan clasped his fists and said, “Thank you, if I have more than three days of enlightenment, you can leave by yourself.”
Dong Qianxue: “So good.”
After the two left, Mo Xuan sat cross-legged in front of the stone platform, staring at “Wuming” in a daze.
“Every sword has a name, just like everyone has hairs on their bodies, why don’t you have a name?”
“Who carved the tadpole text on your sword, and what does it mean? Is it Kryptonian text?”
“Who was your former master? Why put you in here?”
“You’ve been here alone for more than a thousand years, you must be lonely…”
Only to hear the nameless sword tremble a little, making a humming sound.
“Yo, do you still understand human speech?”
“Can you understand everyone, or just me?”
“If you only understand what I say, don’t we have a good relationship?”
“Om…”
Another buzz.
But this voice gave Mo Xuan the feeling that it was not responding to his words, but rather like…
Make him shut up.
“Yo, it’s quite arrogant, okay, just shut up and shut up.”
Mo Xuan was bored, got up and walked around the stone platform a few times, and found that the stone platform was really dirty.
Not to mention covered with moss, there are overgrown weeds, and there are cobwebs and dust on the weeds.
Layer upon layer, it looks like no one has cleaned it for hundreds of years.
“It’s your luck to meet me.”
Mo Xuan found a broom-length branch and began to clean it.
After an hour of unremitting efforts, the stone platform was finally cleaned up.
Mo Xuan was also so tired that he was sweating profusely and covered in dust.
On the smooth stone platform, a few lines of vague small characters appeared.
Then there was a faint light above his head, and Mo Xuan could clearly see the contents of the small print:
“Curved is complete, crooked is straight; low is full, bad is new; less is gained, more is confused, so the sage embraces one as the world’s style.”
“The husband does not fight, so the world can’t fight with him.”
“The way of heaven is to be good at winning without fighting, be good at responding without speaking, come spontaneously without being called, and be good at planning.”
After reading it, Mo Xuan was stunned.
“The way of heaven is to be good at victory without fighting… The only thing is that there is no competition, so there is nothing in the world to contend with…”
“Does this mean the owner of this nameless sword?”
I have to say that my ancestors of Great China are wise, unlike Arthur in the West, in order to pull out the sword in the stone, he can only use brute force.
To understand this level, Mo Xuan felt extremely relieved.
He sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes and meditated.
After a while, he entered a state of emptiness.
Thinking also begins to become philosophical.
Who am I and why do I exist?
Is existence greater than essence, or essence greater than existence?
Chao Wendao, can Xi really die?
…
The next morning, Mo Xuanyou opened his eyes amidst the chirping of a few birds.
Good guy, didn’t you meditate cross-legged, why did you fall asleep?
Harazi also flowed all over the place.
Looking at the stone platform again, nothing has changed.
Mo Xuan is not in a hurry. Since it is a famous sword, how can it be obtained so easily?
After taking some dry food from the inventory to eat, and drinking some water, Mo Xuan continued to meditate.
After a while, he entered the empty (sleep) state again.
Sleeping in a row… No, after meditating for three days in a row, Mo Xuan felt that he was about to fall asleep.
Dong Qianxue and Yi Wei at the door also left long ago.
Mo Xuan laughed self-deprecatingly, but he still paid by mistake after all.
It seems that this nameless sword still has nothing to do with him.
What is not in contention, what is curved is complete, and what is in vain is straight. It is all a lie.
Sure enough, it still has to work miracles.
Too bad I don’t have the power.
I still have the 550 contribution points I won from Qin Yu, so I might as well go to Uncle Yushu for a better sword.
You’re almost a second-rate expert, so you can’t still hold a novice longsword around, right?
at this time.
The direction of the stone platform made a “kakaka” sound.
Mo Xuan turned his head and saw that there was a small crack on the solid stone platform!
The crack goes straight to the nameless sword above!
Mo Xuan was overjoyed in his heart, and jumped onto the stone platform with a vertical leap, placing his hands on the hilt of the sword.
Without much effort, he pulled out the entire sword!