038, Memory of the Box

"The second sword is called the worm ringing. When you make a move, one virtual and one real makes it impossible to distinguish between true and false. The true meaning of this sword lies in being able to transform false into true at any time, and true as false. Remember, the so-called battle is to see whose sword can penetrate the opponent's body more accurately and effectively. Instead of seeing how big a rock you can smash and how big a pit you can step into with one kick. No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as you can ensure that your sword can accurately deceive the opponent and stab in before the opponent hurts you, you will win."

Idiot remembered this sentence. This is the law of survival, the most effective and profound thing he is.

"The third sword, Xia Lan, is like a storm. It can make you fight more with less."

"The fourth sword, love. If you can't kill the other person, then you will entangle the other person."

"The fifth sword, fallen leaves. This is a killing move, like a fallen leaves that cut off the wind. No matter how strong the storm is, it cannot break the leaves falling freely. The essence of this sword. The above is the content of the "Six Swords" sword technique."

The girl's fingertips were flying in front of the idiot's eyes, which was the first time that the idiot had come into contact with the real concept of combat in his life, and it was also the first time that it had experienced the mystery. But for him, the things in front of him were too complicated. For a mouse who lived in a stinky ditch since childhood, the so-called "strong man" path is even more of a concept that is too far away and far away, even fantasy is not considered a concept.

After the "Six Swords" sword technique was performed, the girl's hand retracted into her cloak, smiled, and walked to the idiot.

"You are still young, and these things are too complicated for you. Even a person who reaches the level of bone stalks cannot learn them all in one night. But I don't have time to follow me for ten or eight years and teach them slowly. So, you can learn slowly in your future life with your own efforts."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl stretched out her fingers again. Her fingertips emitted a soft light blue light, and she pressed against his forehead without waiting for the idiot to react.

At this moment, the idiot felt a dizzy moment, and many "things" broke into his mind along the finger. To describe it... Yes, it was like a robber! Whether he agreed or not, whether he accepted it or not, those "things" rushed into the idiot's brain unscrupulously along the girl's fingers and entered the depths of his memory...

This situation was not finished until fifteen minutes later. As soon as the girl's fingers left, the idiot collapsed on the ground with sweat all over his body. He gasped heavily, and his mind was filled with chaos. He found that he could not think, nor could he sort out the thoughts in his mind. Some incomplete effects flashed through his consciousness, completely disrupting his calm thinking.

“Woo…woo…!”

The idiot hugged the baby, struggled to get up, and covered her head. The little baby girl seemed to notice something and began to cry loudly. After a long time, the idiot leaned against the rock wall, with her eyes slightly turbid.

"It might be uncomfortable at the beginning, but it will be fine soon."

The girl looked down at the idiot with her hands behind her back.

"Just now, I have sealed the mystery and usage of the 'Six Swords' into a place in your brain called the 'box'. Wait for a while, all the things that block your thinking will be sealed, and will not have any impact on you in normal times."

"However, as long as you are willing to think about it, the mystery of the 'Six Swords' will come out of the 'box' bit by bit, allowing you to see what you need. You can just follow the above method and study hard."

While the girl was talking, the chaos in the idiot's mind gradually calmed down. He gradually exhaled, and the images and words that were running around in his mind finally disappeared completely. After lowering his head to coax the little baby girl and calming her down again, he began to tentatively close his eyes and think about the things in the "box" according to the girl's words.

...

Thinking, he fell into the dark ocean. Suddenly, the idiot felt that his side was surrounded by endless black curtains. Just when he felt that there was danger and wanted to open his eyes...

Some patterns appeared on the black curtains.

It was a little man made of soil, holding a thin branch in his hand. The little man just stood there without moving. The idiot looked at it for a long time but couldn't see what it was doing. Just when the idiot was a little upset and was about to open his eyes, the little clay man suddenly raised the branch and thorned it forward, and then returned to standing still.

The clay man's speed was so fast that the idiot was dazzled. But the next time, the little clay man stabbed it a lot slower. The third time, it was a lot slower. It was slower until the idiot could fully see its movements, body, gestures holding branches, and even see the ups and downs of the clay man's chest in the sword. Everything seemed so clear.

Accompanied by the clay man animation, there are a large string of texts. If you guess correctly, these texts should explain the key points of this set of swordsmanship. However, nowadays, idiots are illiterate and just looking at the patterns to practice, they will probably achieve half the result with twice the effort.

One after another, many villains jumped out one after another. Although they were called "Six Swords", each sword seemed to have endless changes. The annotations next to them seemed to be more and more, making the idiot dizzy. However, he tried his best to scan all the patterns that appeared in his mind, and after having a rough impression of them, he put these things back into the "box".

The idiot opened his eyes, the little baby girl in his arms sobbing, and tears flashed in her two green eyes. Is she... afraid? Or is she... worried?

How can a child who has been in less than half a year worry?

The idiot hummed himself. But he still stretched out his hands and adjusted the baby girl to a more comfortable position, holding it in a gentle posture that was not matched by his cold eyes. The sobs at the corners of the baby girl's eyes gradually began to disappear. After a few whimpers, she finally closed her eyes again and quietly fell asleep.

The idiot exhaled a long breath and slowly raised his head. In front of him, the girl was flipping through the backpack on the giant wolf's shoulder. Soon, she took out a pair of scissors and some needles and threads from it.

"It seems that you have a question to ask me."

The girl didn't even look at the idiot. She leaned against the giant wolf's belly and sat comfortably. She pulled up the hem of her cloak with her hands carved in white jade, gestured for a while, and cut off a layer of fabric with scissors.

The idiot stared at the girl, not knowing what she wanted to do. After hesitating for a while, he slowly said, "You said 'six swords'. But... there are only five swords."

A smile rose from the corner of his mouth under the cloak. His fingers with pink fingernails picked up the cut fabric and began to sew them with needles and scissors one by one.

"It's true that there are only five swords. Because the last sword... I really can't think of any method to accurately express it to you. Compared with the five swords in front, this last sword is the sword I hope you can master the most."

The girl held the needle through the thin thread in her mouth, gestured the cloth piece in her hand bit by bit, and made rough modifications with scissors. After roughly cutting out a look, she took out the needle and thread from her mouth, sewing it while saying-

"I have witnessed the inheritance of this set of swordsmanship with my own eyes. Until the destruction of the last era, it had been passed down to more than fifty heirs. As for now, if it had inherited it besides me, it would probably have surpassed the successors of the Xinghe Hengsha long ago."

"but."

"Of the fifty heirs I know, except for the founder of the Six Swords and the first-generation heirs, there is no other person who can truly learn the Six Swords. In other words, the only masters who can truly make the Six Swords sword technique appear completely in this world are the founder and the first-generation heirs."

"I can't describe the power of the sixth sword. If the power of the first five swords is like a flood of rivers, then the last sword is tantamount to a tsunami that has crossed the top of the world. In the situation I know, the sixth sword has only appeared twice in this world. Although I can't explain the sword moves of the sixth sword to you, I can tell you the sword intent of that sword. I hope you can understand it yourself in your future life."

With a bang, the thin thread was bitten off by silver teeth. The interspersed needle and thread began to pass through the other end.

"Once, the first heir killed his master, the founder of the Six Swords, with this sword."

The girl raised her hand, and just as the idiot was listening attentively, a silk-like light instantly popped out from her fingertips that were pinching the needle, hitting the idiot's eyebrows.

"And another time, the first heirs rely on this sword..."

In an instant, the dark dark curtain was dispelled, and what came to the idiot's mind was already a ray of light, a ray of light composed of countless sharp blades!

"Defeat me."
Chapter completed!