Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, the number of flying swords is constantly increasing!
Thirty-six flying swords!
Nine swords are the basis of a formation, and four small sword formations are centered on Long Yu, suspended on both sides!
Long Yu's growth always gives Fang Lanmeng and Xuan Ziyuan too many surprises. What made the two of them even more gratified was that Long Yu did follow the requirements and did not rush to break through the realm.
Fang Lanmeng nodded: "Now that your soul has reached this level and you have realized the third sword path that belongs to your own spiritual power in advance, you can try to combine two swords into one."
"Two swords combined into one?" Long Yu wondered, "Why do we do this? Shouldn't two swords be stronger than a single sword?"
"It's not that two swords are stronger than one sword or that one sword is stronger than two swords. It's just that the sword you took was originally one sword, but because you were not strong enough to pick it up, one sword turned into two swords, and their weight is the same as that of two swords. The material is divided into two, and today, it is time to combine the sword." Xuan Ziyuan further explained.
As Xuan Ziyuan finished speaking, Long Yu's two swords, driven by Fang Lanmeng's power, turned into two rainbow lights, separated from each other and then struck each other in the air. After the two forces collided, the two swords joined together. For a sword!
When Long Yu looked at the sword again, the dragons on the entire sword body turned into two, and then into three, and then three infinite lives, thousands of dragons emerged, and then turned into stripes, and the countless lines changed. In the moment when it turned blood red, the lines of blood-like color formed the outline of a man when they were connected, but then spread out and condensed into two dragons again.
Oncoming was a strong sword energy. The two dragons have turned into two lines, extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword.
The blade of the sword has not become thicker and its length has not increased one iota.
The whole body of this sword is dark silver, like the bright Milky Way in the night sky. The sword body is delicate and hard, like a meteor cutting through the night sky.
The two dragon patterns on it are looming, as if they are flying in the clouds and mist, and their eyes are shining with mysterious light, like the sky dotted with stars.
These two dragons are winding and circling on the sword. The dragon scales are delicate, the dragon whiskers are flowing, and the tip of the sword cleverly forms the shape of a dragon head, making the whole sword full of vividness and majesty.
The hilt of the sword is wrapped by a dragon's tail, adding a bit of mystery and majesty. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword's meaning is far-reaching, as if it is telling an ancient and solemn legend.
The moment Long Yu saw this sword, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and saw a man holding this sword facing thousands of troops.
In the cold eyes of millions of enemies, Long Yu saw the man standing alone on the front line, facing the enemies coming like a tide.
Although his figure was obscured by thousands of cavalry, his courage was as tenacious and unyielding as the mountains.
The man's sword was like a meteor in the night sky, fast and decisive, cutting through the silence of space. Every time he swings his sword, he seems to declare to the enemy that this is his persistence and his determination.
The sword light opened up a bloody path in the darkness, which was a mark of his challenge to the enemy and a symbol of his survival.
However, even though the man faced thousands of enemies, he was not afraid at all. His eyes were firm and cold, like ancient boulders that had been baptized by wind and rain but still stood firm. His eyes were full of contempt for the enemy and dedication to fighting.
Long Yu tried to see the man's face clearly, but in the dust and smoke, he could only see a vague outline.
The man's face seemed to be covered by thick fog, making it impossible for anyone to peek into it. His sword danced faster and faster, and every swing of the sword seemed to vent his power and anger.
Although Long Yu couldn't see the man's face clearly, he could feel the man's presence, which was a kind of perseverance and a courage that never backed down. On that battlefield with tens of millions of people, the man was like a lonely mountain. Although he was small, he was tenacious and stood firm in the wind and rain.
Long Yu looked at the man holding the sword and couldn't help but feel full of admiration.
Long Yu remembered what Ye Shaoqiu said: Every warrior has his own story, and every perseverant person has his own reasons. And this man, his story and reasons must be hidden deep in his sword and every swing of it.
When Long Yu came to his senses and reached for the sword in front of him, his right hand was cut open by the sword energy.
"A monk without sword intention cannot hold this sword." Fang Lanmeng said, "Just like when you picked it up for the first time, you have a fanatical intention to pursue the sword but no reverence for the sword. It’s just a wrong path.”
Long Yu thought for a moment and stretched out his hand again. The sword runes in his palm lit up, and then, the wound was still drawn.
"Since there is only one sword, holding it with one hand, isn't it disrespectful to the sword?" Xuan Ziyuan corrected, "The sword is the yardstick for swordsmen to measure the world. It would be arrogant to hold it with one hand."
"Senior is right." Long Yu woke up, "I am a swordsman, how can I use swords like this?"
Long Yu held his hands together and held the sword in his hands. The sword was a little heavier, and the connection with the body was in vain.
"Where did you get this power of thunder from?" Meng Xixi asked a question that confused several people.
Long Yu put away his sword and said with a wry smile: "I was struck by lightning when I was breaking through the early to middle stages of foundation building."
"Is it really a heavenly calamity?" Xuan Ziyuan's answer was not that he had not expected it, but he did not dare to make a conclusion. Even in the world of a few people, except for some strange systems that will overcome the heavenly calamity when the Nascent Soul breaks through to the gods, the rest of the monks It is impossible to suffer disaster easily.
Long Yu told the story, and at this moment, the space fluctuated, and another person appeared, standing behind Fang Lanmeng and others.
His presence is like a dark shadow, causing a deep sense of fear. He was wearing a black robe, as if the darkness in the night sky was condensed on him. The edges of the black robe shone with a deep light, as if telling countless unknown stories.
His hair was blood red, like thick sunset glow, and like a deep nightmare. Those slightly curly hair fluttered in the air, reaching to his vest, like will-o'-the-wisps floating in the night sky, illuminating his path alone in the darkness. Whenever he shook his head slightly, the blood-red hair would sway with his movements, like silk dyed with blood-red ink.
His mask is an absolute mystery. It was an expressionless mask, with no eye holes, no nostrils, and no mouth, as if all his perceptions were deeply hidden under the mask. This mask was so perfect, every detail so accurate, as if it was a part of him, deeply imprinted on his face. On the forehead of the mask, there is a complex pattern, which is a bound heart. Blood is flowing out from every corner of the heart, as if it is undergoing an endless struggle.
His eyes are deep and mysterious, containing a kind of wisdom that can see through everything. Those eyes are so bright, like stars in the dark night, and like beams of light in the abyss, always shining and searching. Although his eyes were covered by the mask, Long Yu felt that his sight was everywhere, as if he could see through his own heart and see all the secrets.
He just stood there, mysterious and majestic. Although his body was covered by a black robe, Long Yu could feel the powerful aura emanating from him.
It was an absolute power, an irresistible charm. Although his presence may frighten you, Long Yu cannot resist his attraction.
The way he spoke was strange, his voice seemed to emerge from the abyss, and every word was filled with indescribable power. His voice echoes in the air like a strange symphony, making it impossible to resist his magic.
His movements are graceful and powerful, and every gesture is filled with astonishing elegance.
Long Yu felt that as long as he stood there and faced everything, no matter what happened, he would be calm. Like a manipulator who can control the fate of everything.
Even Fang Lanmeng and others couldn't help but look shocked, turned around and saluted: "Sir."
And Long Yu was even more puzzled. The feeling this person gave to Long Yu was very similar to the feeling that Zhan Yue gave to Long Yu in an instant. What made Long Yu even more confused was that he seemed to have seen the person in front of him somewhere.
A dream, a dream!
"This is the method to repair Dantian and regenerate Dantian. I will give it to you today. If it is true as you said, I will use the method to break through in the future." The visitor threw a scroll of scriptures to Long Yu, then turned and left, "Duo After overcoming the tribulation, maybe you won't die." After stepping out, he disappeared again.
"Who is he?" Long Yu held the ancient scripture in his hand and stood there blankly.
"If he doesn't want to tell you, don't ask." Meng Xixi reminded, while looking at the ancient scripture in Long Yu's hand, he was shocked:
In the eyes of cultivators, Dantian is one of the most important inner palaces of a cultivator, and it is also the key to the cultivator's storage of true energy and cultivation of skills.
However, the Dantian also has a certain lifespan. After a long period of consumption and wear and tear, the Dantian will gradually age, eventually causing the practitioner to be unable to improve his cultivation, or even lose his life.
The method of repairing and regenerating Dantian is one of the most precious and priceless treasures in the world.
This method often requires practitioners to reach a very high level in terms of cultivation, opportunity, understanding, etc. in order to master and use it.
At the same time, repairing and regenerating Dantian also requires a lot of precious resources and time. Therefore, the method of repairing and regenerating Dantian is not only extremely valuable, but also has incredible effects.
Once a practitioner masters this method, he or she can regenerate his or her Dantian, thereby having a more powerful cultivation and a longer lifespan. This is undoubtedly a fatal temptation for practitioners, and it is also the goal they constantly pursue and strive for.
However, it is not easy to repair and regenerate Dantian. It requires practitioners to have extremely high cultivation and understanding. At the same time, they also need to find extremely precious resources, such as heaven, materials and earthly treasures. On the road of spiritual practice, countless heroes went deep into dangerous secret realms in pursuit of this priceless treasure.
At this moment, Fang Lanmeng and others actually saw this method.
But Long Yu has not fully realized the value of this ancient scripture...
