It's quiet at night.
In the world of black and white, unknown stories happen.
The white world forms a sea, the scenery is picturesque, and there is a villa in the distance.
This is the paradise in Yun Mengru's mind. When she was a girl, she dreamed that one day, she would face the sea with the prince charming in her heart, and the spring flowers would bloom.
Now her dream has come true. The white world of clear water paradise can evolve into the paradise in human minds.
Every detail is what Yun Mengru dreams of.
A man and a woman were running and playing on the beach.
Suddenly, a woman in a white gauze skirt jumped up and hung on the man's waist.
36 minutes and 57 seconds later, the strange man disappeared out of thin air.
The woman in the white dress knelt on the beach, covering her face and crying bitterly.
Only the few drops of red on the beach are still telling a story of the first time.
"Pei Yin, you liar, you disappeared again!"
The woman in the white dress cried and cursed.
She is Diao Chan and Yun Mengru.
She experienced a dream-like scene, as if she was in heaven and did the most beautiful thing.
Then, the dream woke up.
It's still the same beach, it's still the same sea, but just because one person is missing, everything seems wrong.
At this moment, Yun Mengru felt indescribably helpless. When a real person cheated her of her Dharma Body's first blood, she couldn't even deal with it.
If she were in the entertainment industry, she could also write short essays, just like defeating Leehom, and give Pei Zhenren a big vote.
But in the spiritual world, in the final analysis, it is the jungle of the jungle, and small essays are not only useless, but will also lead to death.
Yun Mengru was in a state of confusion at the moment. She didn't even know if she could get out of this weird black and white pill realm alive.
He was a dead man, so she scolded him even more fiercely.
There are always blue skies and white clouds in the Dan Realm, but in the real world, time has passed from night to the next morning.
Yun Mengru scolded and cried all night long, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse.
Suddenly, the calm sea surface stirred up turbulent waves.
Huge waves were coming, and Yun Mengru was also a great monk in the Dan Realm after all. He ducked far away in an instant and avoided most of the big waves. However, he was still splashed by the aftermath and got soaked all over.
What caused the sea to roar was a wisp of sword energy.
"This... what kind of sword energy is this?"
Yun Mengru was stunned. She had seen a sword immortal take action and felt the terror of sword energy.
And the invisible sword energy in front of him is even worse than the Sword Immortal.
Just when she was filled with fear, many water droplets flew out from the sea, continuously elongating and deforming, turning into thousands of flying swords, which looked like the effect of a full-level water swordsmanship.
But Shui Swordsman only has one sword, and there are at least four to five thousand in front of him.
Even though those small seawater swords did not touch her body, Yun Mengru could still feel that the power of these small seawater swords was hundreds or even millions of times greater than the first-level basic water swordsmanship.
Immediately afterwards, the sand on the beach also condensed into a solid sword.
Then on the grass in the distance, the petals turned into flying swords, and the fallen leaves also flew up, with a sharp sword light.
Everything in the world is evolving into swords.
"Swordsmanship!"
"It turns out that he disappeared for so long because he was learning a sword-controlling technique!"
"It's strange. He is a Shuilinggen monk. It makes sense to turn seawater into a sword, but sand, flowers, plants and trees can also be turned into flying swords. How did he do it?"
Looking at the wonders between heaven and earth, Yun Mengru fell into deep thought.
Gradually, a total of ten thousand swords flew in the sky, including small swords from sea water, flying swords from sand and soil, and flying swords from grass and trees, forming a grand scene of thousands of swords flying in unison.
Suddenly, ten thousand swords merged together to form an extremely huge sword.
That scene is a bit like Zhang Dekai's killer move - the giant Buddha sheds tears.
At least in a sense, the person wielding the sword at this moment has learned from the Buddha's tears and been inspired by it.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
"This is the highest realm of swordsmanship, and all swords return to the sect!"
"According to legend, the most advanced sword-controlling skill is that all things in the world can be turned into swords."
"He did it and integrated ten thousand swords into one."
"It seems that he absorbed my original power and understood the supreme sword-controlling technique."
Yun Mengru came to her senses and finally understood what the fat man had done the night he disappeared.
This is also true. With the blessing of that innate source of power, Master Pei entered a state of enlightenment, completely forgetting himself, and had no idea that a woman had scolded him all night long.
Pei Yin, who pierced the window paper, truly stepped into the threshold of sword cultivation.
In the past, he could beat the demon-slaying demon out of the air, and that was not called sword-controlling. He relied on the spirituality of the flying sword itself.
If he changed to another sword, he wouldn't be able to control it at all. At most, he would throw it around like a dart.
It's different now. He can control more than just Yin Dang.
A petal, a leaf, or even a toothpick can be used as a flying sword.
From this moment on, he became a true swordsman.
And he is the kind with a very solid foundation. With the blessing of the full-level phaseless sword body and the bonus of the real person purple elixir, his sword control skills are nothing short of amazing.
Unlike the giant Buddha crying, the super sword, which was comparable to an aircraft carrier, did not fly out to attack directly.
It looks more like a carrier, gestating something.
boom!
With a loud noise, the big sword exploded, and a small silver sword flew out from it.
When the silver sword came out, it brought huge pressure.
With a plop, Yun Mengru knelt on the ground uncontrollably.
She couldn't understand why that small silver sword had such terrifying pressure, even more terrifying than the legendary best magic weapon.
"Is this the pressure of...the holy weapon in Western legends?"
Yun Mengru had seen big scenes after all, so she came up with a guess.
This time, she guessed correctly.
As early as after Flame Sword Slave Lin Jia donated his green blood, Yin Dang unlocked the third seal and was promoted to a low-grade spiritual treasure.
According to Western monks, it is a low-grade holy weapon.
It's just that at that time, Fatty had not yet formed pills, let alone mastered the art of sword control.
For him at that stage, it was equivalent to getting the remote control of a nuclear weapon but not knowing how to shoot it out.
Things are different now. Master Pei, who knows how to wield a sword, can already launch nuclear warheads at any time.
Pull!
Accompanied by the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the paper, a silver flying sword streaked across the sky, tearing the air and cutting a hole in the space.
"One sword breaks all laws?"
Yun Mengru was stunned, unable to imagine that that seemingly careless sword had such terrifying power.
At this time, True Sword Cultivator Pei Yin experienced a transformation.
Low-level monks can often only use their own magic power to activate the power attached to the magic weapon itself. This is the so-called overcoming difficulties. Those who have money to buy magic weapons can crush monks of the same level.
The same was true for Pei Yin in the past. He relied entirely on the sharpness of the Demon Killer and Weeping Blood itself.
And this can only be considered the initial stage.
At the advanced stage, it does not rely on the power of the magic weapon itself, but needs to guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
High-end magic weapons can draw part of the power of heaven and earth to form natural power like earthquakes and tsunamis.
And spiritual treasures of a higher level than magical treasures are more spiritual in themselves and attract more spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
When the sword struck out, Pei Yin felt like he was living in a dog's body.
He was too naive before, thinking that he was already very good if he could use his silver sword to exert all his strength.
Only today did he realize that his own magic power was just an introduction, used to pull the flying sword to awaken the latent energy in nature.
Also after that sword strike, Pei Yin confirmed one thing. A few days later, he could straighten his back and say one sentence to a certain Japanese female swordsman: "We Tang people are not the sick men of East Asia."
(End of chapter)
