The sword broke through the air, and there seemed to be a roar in Cheng Ling's mind. A spark of fire ignited in the spiritual world, and the understanding of nothingness began to light up. However, this spark was too small, like a new sprout breaking through the ground, and it was almost impossible to see it.
"Again!" he yelled.
The sword in the Void Immortal Emperor's hand struck out again without hesitation.
"Boom~!" Just like adding a drop of boiling oil, the flames in the spiritual world grew a little bigger.
"Senior, that's not enough!"
The Immortal Emperor of the Void didn't say anything, and struck out with his sword again.
The flames in Cheng Ling's spiritual world began to grow.
One sword after another, as long as Cheng Ling didn't shout to stop, the Immortal Emperor of the Void would directly strike out with sword moves that contained the realm of emptiness.
Cheng Ling's spiritual world was like adding balls of fuel. The flames were growing and had a tendency to condense.
He just continued to use the Void Sword Moves, which was extremely draining on the Void Immortal Emperor. He himself had just recovered from a serious injury, and the Void Realm was extremely draining of mental energy. With continuous use, his face gradually turned pale.
But in order to help Cheng Ling gain enlightenment, he still persisted.
Five swords...ten swords...fifteen swords...until the twentieth sword! His face had turned pale, and streaks of blood flowed from his seven orifices.
Cheng Ling's spiritual world continued to churn, and his perception of the illusory realm continued to deepen. Finally, there was a loud bang, and just when the Immortal Emperor of the Void struck the twentieth sword, the flames in the spiritual world suddenly burst out, and a gray-white illusory long sword floated in the air. In the sea of consciousness.
The state of emptiness, enlightenment!
He opened his eyes and looked at the Immortal Emperor of the Void. His expression changed, and he saw that he was still struggling to prepare for the twenty-first sword.
"Senior, stop!" He said with a deep apology on his face: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. I am very grateful to this junior."
Immortal Emperor Void exhaled a long breath and said slowly: "How? But I have realized it!"
"Yes! Thank you, senior. Please take a rest first."
After saying that, Cheng Ling helped him sit cross-legged on the ground.
The Immortal Emperor of the Void accepted it calmly. At this time, he was really tired.
After closing his eyes and adjusting his breath for a long time, he said: "Your understanding is indeed beyond our expectations. You can understand it in such a short time. But these are only the most basic. How many percent of the mysteries of space have you understood?"
"Eighty percent!" Cheng Ling replied.
"In that case, I will help you again!" After saying that, he stretched out a finger and drew towards the void. The void was separated, torn and stretched, forming a light gate.
"This place, called the Void Realm, is the foundation of our sect's fame. It is also the foundation of all the swordsmanship and mysteries that we have learned since we became famous. How much you can comprehend depends on your own destiny!"
"Thank you, senior!" Cheng Ling said gratefully.
The virtual world is a false world, but it is real. It is small in scope, only tens of thousands of meters in radius. It was opened by the Void Immortal Emperor, and only the Void Immortal Emperor can open it and enter.
Within this virtual world, there are flowers, trees, rocks, rivers and waterfalls, but whether they are flowers, trees, rocks or rivers, they all exude an aura, as if space is changing, as if nothingness is elusive.
Cheng Ling strode into it, looked around, his consciousness spread, and his expression suddenly changed.
The grass not far away was green and full of vitality. The first time he saw it, he thought it was real grass. However, under the influence of his spiritual consciousness, he realized that it was not real grass, but grass composed of sword energy. , exuding an astonishing edge.
Not only the grass, but also the trees,
The whole body is composed of sword energy, and the branches and leaves, as well as the water drops on the leaves, are also composed of sword energy.
The rocks are also made of sword energy, and the lines on them are extremely clear, just like real rocks.
The river in the distance is clearly a river of sword energy formed by the flowing sword energy. The falling waterfall is as powerful as a galloping army, but it is also the impact of the flowing water formed by the sword energy.
Even the ground and gravel beneath his feet were also made of sword energy. And around these objects, there seem to be illusory bubbles connected one after another. Although they seem to have no connection and form independent spaces, these spaces seem to overlap.
Cheng Ling doubted whether this empty world was composed of various spaces, and what connected these spaces was the mysterious space and nothingness.
After exhaling, letting go of the shock in his heart, Cheng Ling stepped forward towards the center of the virtual world.
In the center of this virtual world, there is a small mountain, about a thousand meters high. Soon, Cheng Ling came to the foot of the mountain. The thousand-meter-high mountain was bare with no vegetation and was very steep.
He raised his head and looked up. He moved and leaped upwards, but was suppressed by a force and fell down again. After trying several times, Cheng Ling realized that this mountain could only be climbed by climbing.
The steep mountain walls and protruding rocks were like sharp swords, emitting astonishing fluctuations. Cheng Ling began to climb. When his hands fell on the rocky mountain walls, it was like a dream, as if he was holding it, and as if he was holding it. It doesn't exist, and there is a sharp sword intent in it. If you are not careful, your palm will be cut.
Climbing carefully, Cheng Ling suddenly had a strange feeling with every step he climbed, as if he understood something. But after thinking carefully, he found that he didn't understand anything.
Abandoning distracting thoughts, he continued to climb, but suddenly stopped again, because Cheng Ling found that it seemed that he could no longer move forward. The protruding rocks above were hanging like a sharp sword. As long as he stretched out his hand, he would be cut off by the sharp sword. .
This is a feeling. Cheng Ling is not sure whether it is an illusion or reality.
Looking at the other protruding rocks, Cheng Ling suddenly had a realization. The process of climbing this mountain seemed to be comprehending independent spaces, and it was as if he was fighting against swordsmanship masters one by one.
Every protruding rock that can be climbed is a peerless sword, a sword that displays wonderful sword skills and sword moves.
And if he wants to climb, he must respond, dodge or resolve, so that he can climb to the top of this thousand-meter mountain.
With this kind of understanding, you will have more goals and methods when climbing.
The space kept changing, and the rocks in his eyes turned into sword attacks and attacked him. Cheng Ling vaguely saw a peerless swordsman wielding a sword against him.
Stretching out one hand, the palm changed many times in an instant, changing various routes, deflecting the opponent's sword, and successfully landed on the raised rock. With a little force, the whole person moved up again, one step closer to the top of the mountain.
Climbing step by step, the higher you go, the sharp sword turned into a rock, and the sword moves it performs become more and more mysterious, becoming more and more difficult to dodge and resist.
For a sword cultivator like Cheng Ling, a thousand-meter-high mountain peak can be reached in the blink of an eye, even by climbing. But this mountain peak was different. It was full of mysteries and dangers. Half an hour later, Cheng Ling had only climbed to 300 meters, which was still far away from the summit.
All kinds of mysteries of space are constantly flashing in my mind, mysterious sword moves are constantly being absorbed, and the mysteries of space in the spiritual world are constantly being absorbed.
Yi began to produce slight fluctuations, and the sword moves of the sky continued to become more and more proficient.
Four hundred meters...five hundred meters...six hundred meters...
He didn't stop until he was seven hundred meters away. The mountains and rocks in front of him became more and more mysterious, as if they were changing with every breath. And by this time, he felt the emptiness.
Time passed slowly and stayed at 700 meters. It had been a long time. Cheng Ling was still staring at a rock above. He could touch it with his hand and then used his strength to climb up. However, Cheng Ling was too late. He didn't reach out for a long time because he wasn't sure yet.
The sword stood still, but Cheng Ling knew that if he stretched out his hand, the sword would definitely kill him. My thoughts raced, and various ways to deal with it flashed in my mind.
Suddenly, his hand reached up and grabbed the rock. His fingers moved rapidly. It seemed chaotic, but in fact, it contained some mysterious rules. The muscles on the palm were also shaking to adjust the angle of the palm in subtle ways. Variety.
The rock turned into a sword and came to kill. Cheng Ling's palm also seemed like a sword, and there was an invisible confrontation with it. There was no sound of the sword and no sparks flying. It was silent and dangerous.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but it was only three breaths. Cheng Ling's hand successfully landed on the raised rock and held it tightly.
...
In the courtyard, Qingmei came to the Void Immortal Emperor and asked: "Sect Master, you really favor this boy so much that you even let him enter the Void Realm."
The Immortal Emperor of the Void smiled slightly and said, "Qingmei, you might as well guess how long he can stay in the virtual world?"
"I didn't expect that the sect master would be so elegant, so I'll just take a guess. This guy's talent and understanding are extremely strong. I guess he can stay for twenty-four hours."
"Haha, I guess he can stay for at least thirty-six hours!"
Qingmei was startled and said: "The sect master has great confidence in him! Thirty-six hours, that is, three days. I thought I only stayed there for sixteen hours."
"The void world is made by the sect master after imitating the inheritance of the ancient Tiandao Sect. Although it is far inferior to the Tiandao Sword Peak, its power is unpredictable. Although Cheng Ling's understanding is amazing, he cannot stay for thirty-six hours. Bar?"
"We'll find out when we wait. I have an intuition that his achievements will far exceed our expectations!" Immortal Emperor Void said with a smile.
In the void world, nine hundred meters above the mountain peak, Cheng Ling's body stopped again.
The higher you go, the more exquisite the secrets of space and sword skills become, the more powerful they become, and the more difficult it is to fight against. Every time you go up, you have to stop and think about how to deal with the attacks of those sword skills.
When encountering a stronger force, Cheng Ling unknowingly deepened his understanding of the mysteries of space, reaching 8.90%. His understanding of swordsmanship became even deeper, and the sword shadows in his mind were further integrated. The Stinging Sword goes one step further.
He grabbed the rock, pulled hard, and took another step forward.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, twelve hours passed, and Cheng Ling was still climbing.
"prick!"
He didn't draw the sword, he just used his hand instead of the sword, stabbing upwards, and stabbing the sword down, piercing everything, moving forward inexorably.
Silent sword style!
A sword seemed to be able to pierce even the sky. That's not all. After stabbing the sword, Cheng Ling's right fingertips changed, as if they turned into a giant sword and slashed down directly.
After the Silent Sword Style, Cheng Ling mastered the Heaven-Destroying Sword Style again, and the one hundred and seventy-five sword moves in his mind were reduced again, leaving only one hundred and seventy.
