Mo Linfeng took it and observed it for a long time, but he did not find any different places. The branches were all ordinary branches everywhere, and there was no special thing. If you use it to chop the tree and leave traces, it would be impossible.

Mo Linfeng stared at the tree branch and didn't take action. It was not that he didn't take action, but that he had no idea how to start because he didn't know what to do.

The scoundrel may still have a striking force to shake the tree. He would still leave traces when he cut the tree with branches. He would simply touch the stone with an egg, and he would eventually be the one who broke into pieces.

I wanted to ask the old man surnamed Zhang, but after handing the branch to him, he left his residence silently while he was still hesitating. He had some clues about where he went.

In terms of cultivation, he is so ruthless. I guess there are very few teachers like the old man named Zhang. Many times Mo Linfeng felt that his father's decision was the biggest mistake. He didn't teach him anything and didn't give any advice.

Mo Linfeng has never heard of this inhumane practice that he has completely let him grow up freely...

Even if there is a saying that a master leads his or her cultivation is personal, he or she cannot ignore it completely. What if there is an accident?

In fact, Mo Linfeng's concern was a bit unnecessary. After all, the old man surnamed Zhang was considered a person who taught his apprentice. Although he didn't care about Mo Linfeng every day, he always released his perception and observed Mo Linfeng's situation. As long as there was a little danger, he could say that he could detect it as soon as possible.

Even if he decided to let Mo Linfeng go out to collect herbs, he would follow him quietly. As long as he was not in danger of life, he would never show up.

If Mo Linfeng is a flower in a greenhouse, then one day if he leaves the protection of the greenhouse, he will inevitably be destroyed by the coldness of nature.

Only when a young eagle that can soar freely on its own can it stand alone when it can truly soar in the sky.

Mo Linfeng is the young eagle. The old man surnamed Zhang trained his ability to stand alone, but Mo Linfeng doesn't understand now.

I always think that the people around me don’t care and deliberately ignore themselves, but in fact I’m just not good at discovering, because there will definitely be someone in a corner who cares about you silently.

"The teacher asked me to use this branch, but I didn't tell me what to do, but I also left traces on the trunk. How could this be done!" Mo Linfeng looked at the tree with a frown on his face, "And this wilted branch doesn't need to hit the tree at all. Just wave it casually, it may break."

Mo Linfeng gently waved the branches in his hand, but when nothing unexpected happened, he directly broke and fell to the ground. The remaining branches and willows fell casually, and at the same time, it also responded to Mo Linfeng's previous analysis.

It is now in early autumn, and whether it is the branches and leaves of trees or flowers and plants, they are in the most vulnerable period. As long as there is a little pressure, there may be a breakage.

Therefore, at that turbulent age, many famous elegant monks emerged. They resounded through the entire Fengxia continent with their pens, leaving behind many beautiful poems.

The endless fallen trees rust down, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. Although it was just a simple description, it outlined the awe-inspiring desolation of autumn, and at the same time it also brought a wonderful momentum.

Since Mo Linfeng practiced, his concept of time has not been obvious. No matter how the four seasons rotate, he lives his own life and does his own things.

He did not know that the branches of this period were the most fragile, and it would be impossible to cut the trees and leave traces unless he used a special method.

But for Mo Linfeng now, he didn't notice it, because he is still too dependent on others when thinking about problems and doesn't think about what to do.

I tried it a few times, but just after I waved it, all the branches broke in response to the sound, and they had broken before they touched the tree. It seemed that it was impossible to leave traces in a short time.

After trying many times, Mo Linfeng hesitated and did not dare to continue trying for a long time because he knew that the results were the same for many times he tried.

"Why is this happening? If I continue, I will be the same even if I practice it many times. If I want to leave traces, what should I do..."

Just as Mo Linfeng was hesitating, Mai Yu's voice rang without warning: "It is impossible for you to meet your teacher's requirements without changing the essence of things."

The voice of maoyu is used at critical moments, especially when Mo Linfeng can't figure it out for a long time, it will appear silently, just like the light in the dark, guiding the people walking in the night.

Mo Linfeng has long been accustomed to such suddenness. Maple Yu and Mo Linfeng are more like relatives. Although they are master-apprentice relationships on the surface, in fact, Mo Linfeng has long regarded him as a relative in his heart.

Mo Linfeng really doesn’t understand what to do?

"Maogu, what do I do?"

"The essence of anything actually needs to be changed. Just using its original nature will often not meet the requirements to be used. This requires us to process what we want to use to achieve the purpose of being able to use."

"Just like the weapon we use, such as a sword, it is sharp because it has gone through hundreds of processes and then achieved the sharp effect of use through forging. Even if you are holding only the branches of broken branches and willows in your hand, as long as you cover the sword energy you have cultivated on the surface, it is not impossible to do it..."

"As for how to do it, I don't know, you have to explore it yourself..."

Masayu was able to know this because the beast god once told her many things. Although many years have passed, I still remember clearly that if you think about a certain period of fragments, it will appear in her mind.

Everything can become a weapon, which is what she remembers, so she told Mo Linfeng that Mo Linfeng can be used in this state.

Mo Linfeng thought about how to cover the sword energy on the surface of the branch to change its tenacity and give it attack power, so that it needs to try continuously.

Mo Linfeng mobilized the perception in his body, carrying a slight sword energy, and condensed it into the hand where he held the branch. No matter how he tried, he could not release the sword energy and cover the surface of the branch.

I tried it several times, but I still failed...

However, Mo Linfeng did not doubt Mai Yu's words at all, because the sword was sharp, it did go through multiple processes and then was forged after repeated tempering.

There is no need to hesitate if something makes sense. It may be because he has not found a suitable method or trick...
Chapter completed!