The villain is a fuzzy [Transmigration Book]

When he said this, his face was still full of smiles, and he didn't look sad or sad at all.

Xu Feng thought, this person is too strange!

If a normal person knows that his life is short, he will either be panicked, distraught, or numb to it, but he doesn't care.

Xu Feng couldn't help thinking that the Wuming swordsman was really contradictory, and he was always a different person.When Shan Daojian kills the group of demons, he kills decisively, every move is cold and lonely.Incarnate as a stall owner, when he handed over grasshoppers to Mu Lin, he was gentle, amiable, casual and indifferent.Mu Lin passed out in the seven kills formation, so he didn't see the unknown swordsman.But Xu Feng clearly remembered that he laughed wantonly, said "My fate is up to me!", and said "Maybe many times, he can't do anything", showing a sense of loss.

He has said too many plausible things and done many amazing things.The longer I have been in contact with him, the more I can't figure out what kind of person he is and why he appears here.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Mu Lin expressed doubts on his face: "...Senior, this is the first time I see someone like you."

The implication is very obvious—speaking of my time is running out, how can I be so light and not heavy at all?

...Aren't you afraid of death?

Wuming glanced at him and raised the corners of his lips: "What's so strange about this? Some people think that life is worse than death."

"In my life, I have seen scenery that others have never seen, walked the road that ordinary people dare not walk, loved people that others can't reach, and when I reach the age of knowing my destiny, looking back on my life, I will die without regret gone."

"Deal with it calmly, and accept it safely. The only thing that makes me unable to leave with peace of mind is my bloodline inheritance of Wuming Sword Dao," he changed his voice, and brought the topic back, "Fortunately, I met you, a good seedling. , I am really fortunate to be able to fulfill my wish and consummate my deathbed.”

"..." After hearing the last sentence, Mu Lin's ears warmed up, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Xu Feng answered sincerely: [Ah Lin, he is right.Don't think we took advantage of him, maybe he made it in the end. 】

【…】

Wuming smiled and saw Mu Lin showing a little embarrassed expression, and said, "However, I also have one condition."

Mu Lin said: "...what does senior mean?"

"I will teach you what I have learned in my life. You must swear that you will not disclose the sword technique I entrusted to you to anyone, and you must never take the initiative to mention me in front of others."

Hearing this, Mu Lin frowned.Xu Feng stretched out his paws and grabbed his furry cheeks—this person is really mysterious all along, even if he takes in a "closed disciple", he hides and refuses to reveal his true identity. An incognito world expert.

But... If he is really beautiful and not stained with dust, why would he be afraid of others knowing?

Apparently, Mu Lin also thought so, frowned and said: "Forgive me, what the senior said made me suspicious."

"...What are you worried about?"

"If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it; if its conduct is higher than that of others, the people will definitely blame it." Wuming Jian said seriously, "Countless historical experience and painful lessons show that it is better to make a fortune in silence."

"You can go around and ask who I am, but I guarantee that no one will know a swordsman who doesn't care about the world and has avoided the world for a hundred years. On the contrary, it will attract attention and cause more trouble."

"You can also show off your newly learned swordsmanship, but how to explain it to the sword masters, and how to face the doubts of others, have you thought about it?" The unknown swordsman said, "My purpose is very pure, but I just feel Taoyuan is hard to see, and it is even harder to see a young man like you. For a while, I cherished my talent and wanted to form a dewy "master-student relationship" with you... When I turn into loess and bones, you accidentally think of it when you practice swords. It's a dream come true."

He spoke earnestly, his eyes flickering, although he was actually trying to persuade him to agree and not to pursue it further, but Mu Lin could detect a hint of unclear implication.

"Senior, are you... very lonely?" Mu Lin stared at him, and suddenly asked.

"What?!" The unknown swordsman was taken aback, and the smile on the corner of his lips froze for a moment, "How could... how could you think so..."

"That's all." His eyes flashed, he raised his head, and he didn't want to meet Mu Lin's eyes anymore, "If you want to, just promise me, just make a poisonous oath in your heart, and then study the nameless sword art as a comfort I am a lonely old man."

"..." Mu Lin thought for a moment, and carefully made a poisonous oath of "If I don't keep it secret, Afeng will never call me brother", and said, "Old man, your temperament is very young."

"People are old at heart," the nameless swordsman let Mu Lin go through the cutscene, and with a "shua", he pulled out the peach blossom flowing water sword from his waist, swung the sword flower, and said, "Look out——!"

Returning to the ice cave again, Mu Lin felt as if he was living in a dream, as if he had passed away.

He was still lying on the ice platform, the bloody clothes had been replaced with clean inner clothes, and the wound was aching, but both physically and mentally, he was much better than before.

Xu Feng was lying next to him, waking up a moment later than him. At this moment, he blinked his eyes in confusion, stuck out his pink tongue and let out a big breath before he woke up.

[A Lin?are we out? 】

[Yes,] Mu Lin hugged him and put him on his lap, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, [I was thinking, is what we experienced just now real? 】

Xu Feng thought for a while, and said: [It should be true, you can try to recall the sword technique taught to you by the unknown swordsman, and try it with the Tianyuan sword. 】

Mu Linshen took it for granted, took out the Tianyuan sword from the mustard seed, hung it in the air in front of his chest, maintained a meditation posture, and slowly closed his eyes.

The figure of an unknown swordsman appeared in front of his eyes—lightness, spirit, tenacity, and sharpness, with one sword breaking flowers, one sword breaking shadows, and one sword breaking water.His sword is his own, every move and every move is completely natural, blending hundreds of swordsmanship and Taoist Zen, changing and unpredictable.

This kind of swordsmanship, this kind of state of mind, Mu Lin has only seen in the four major sword masters.

The voice of the unknown swordsman crossed the dreamland and echoed in Mu Lin's ears: "You are too rigid about what you have learned in the past, and you still can't let go."

"A Lin, look at my sword. Try it, comprehend it, master it, learn from it, and then gradually turn it into your own use," the unknown swordsman said patiently and gently, "Don't be afraid of bottlenecks. Trust me, with your talent , you have a promising future, and your future is boundless. If you can unearth all your potential, one day you will be able to win the world."

"Three thousand ways, you can always find your own way of sword and sword heart." He kept smiling, his eyebrows curved, his eyes shining brightly, "...I will always look at you."

Never heard such a word.I have never received such straightforward and sincere praise and affirmation.Suddenly, a scorching warm current poured into the bottom of his heart, and his heart was burning hot.

Confidence sprouts, courage blossoms—the words of the unknown swordsman are like sunshine and rain, sprinkled on his heart, nourishing that young seedling, and waiting for Mu Lin to exert his strength to grow it into a towering flower tree.

While Mu Lin digested and absorbed the newly learned sword technique, Xu Feng also lay beside him, thinking about the future.

According to the timeline of the original book, when Mu Lin was in confinement, Huo Ling dealt with Huo Wuji while recuperating from his injuries, and fell in love at the same time, steadily upgrading.

As expected of the son of a spicy stick, he has survived the setbacks in the early stage, and his life has become more and more nourishing.

Not surprisingly, the Wuji Sword Sect will hold the Wuji Immortal Fair in March, and the Immortal Family Banquet will go to Taiyang Mountain. The heroes will gather to discuss the Tao with their swords—this means that a big climax in the original book is coming soon.

In this way, a few more days of meditating in the ice cave during the day and practicing sword with Wuming in the Taoyuan in the dream at night.During the day, Xu Feng occasionally drilled out of the ice cave, and after going there for a few hours, he ran all over the mountains and plains, secretly doing some research and preparations, and then brought back some food, panacea, or books to cover for Mu Lin.At night, they both fell asleep tacitly, and studied various sword techniques with the unknown swordsman together, and became more and more familiar with him.

This day, just as Mu Lin and Xu Feng entered the nameless dreamland, they smelled a strong fragrance.After taking a closer look, they all opened their eyes wide in surprise—is he... grilling fish?

The unknown swordsman sat under the peach blossom tree, turning the branch with one hand, and sprinkled salt on the belly of the fish with the other—it was a mandarin fish fished out of the peach blossom pond, about a foot long, with a small hole in its head, presumably It was poked by the Peach Blossom Flowing Water Sword.Wuming had already shaved off the scales of the fish, cut open the belly of the fish to take out the internal organs, passed a peach branch through it, put it on a fire with dry wood, and roasted it while turning it.

When Mu Lin and the others fell asleep and rushed over, the time was just right.The initial white smoke on the firewood pile dissipated quite a bit, leaving only the jumping open flame, continuously burning the fish upwards.The flames crackled softly, and the skin of the fish was charred and crispy, with a golden oily sheen, dripping down the fins onto the fire, making a sizzling sound.

A little spark splashed out, Mu Lin leaned closer, stared at the mandarin fish and said, "Senior is really in a good mood."

Xu Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Oh!"

"Where is it, just show off your cooking skills a little bit." Wuming said to the little fox, "I haven't grilled fish for a long time, and I don't know if it's delicious. Afeng, do you want to try it?"

"Aww~" [You understand me. 】

After waiting for a while, the mandarin fish was cooked through.Wuming erected a peach branch, a burst of white light emanated from the palm of his right hand, the spiritual energy poured into it, the fish was torn off from the air, and flew in front of Mu Lin and Xu Feng one by one.

Anyway, in the dream, my hands were not dirty.Mu Lin stretched out his hand to take it, but it wasn't too hot. He avoided the bone spur and tasted it, his eyes lit up.

This grilled fish is only salted, but it tastes very delicious.The fish meat is smooth and tender, and the fish skin is crispy, and it melts in half as soon as you eat it.Seeing the little fox opened his mouth to swallow the fish, his cheeks moved, but after a while, he spit out all the fishbone with a few puffs, and both of them laughed happily.

Wuming said: "Afeng, I didn't expect you to be so good at eating fish." The movements are more dexterous than cats.

Mu Lin proudly said: "That's right, he is my spirit fox."

The fire is warm, the peach blossoms are like clouds, and the aroma of fish permeates the air, and there is a hint of the tranquility of the years.

Mu Lindao: "Senior, what sword technique are you learning today?"

Wuming said: "I don't practice swords today, the focus is on concentration."

"Ningxin?" Mu Lin raised his eyebrows, and Xu Feng also turned his head sideways.

"You mentioned that you don't like the ruthless swordsmanship." The Wuming swordsman said, "I think it's not just because you can't abandon all desires, but also because you are quite dissatisfied with your master, and you are also very dissatisfied with the ruthless swordsmanship." The sword also creates prejudice."

Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, then heard Wuming say: "I can see that you hide a lot of secrets in your heart. Too much thought will not only make you live a hard life, but also affect your condensed sword heart and hinder your practice."

"Senior, you..."

"Hush," the unknown swordsman blinked at Mu Lin, touched the tip of the little fox's pricked ears, and said, "If you can't let it go, it's better to take the initiative to find the truth instead of thinking about it."

"Your master won't tell you, so let's use other methods to get the truth by ourselves." There was a strange light in Wuming's eyes, and that disguised, ordinary face suddenly came alive.He seemed to be tense all over, and whispered in an indescribable tone, "I have been preparing for a long time, and I did this without anyone noticing."

"Come on, let's steal his dream."