In this realm of existence and non-existence, even if you are beheaded, you will not really die, but the pain you endure will be stronger than real death.
Because when a person dies, he really dies, and nothing will be left behind in his thoughts and feelings.
And in this realm of existence and non-being, although there will be no real death, the pain of being killed will become a memory that can make people keep recalling it. The more they recall it, the more painful it becomes.
No one wants to experience this feeling.
But from another perspective, this is also a kind of training.
People who practice swordsmanship have extremely high demands on their own willpower. Facing the pain of death is the best cornerstone for them to hone their willpower.
It can be said that the training in this land of existence and non-existence accounts for a large part of the reason why the disciples of Jian Yigu are strong!
But Yuan Mengcai doesn't want to experience this feeling again. He has experienced it too many times since he started practicing in Sword Valley!
Yuan Mengcai himself never expected that he would meet Senior Brother Huashen so quickly.
Moreover, this is obviously not the ordinary early stage of divine transformation!
In this realm of existence and non-existence, the current strength will not be fully reflected, it will only simulate part of the cultivation level and one's own sword intent!
And to be able to kill him so cleanly and neatly with one sword, he was most likely in the middle stage of becoming a god!
This makes Yuan Mengcai feel even more unlucky. When Yuan Ying reaches the stage of Dzogchen Transformation, there is no need to fight!
"It's bad luck for me, let's look for the next target!" Yuan Meng raised his sword and was about to set off.
But suddenly, he saw a black shadow flying in the distance, especially when he saw the wooden sword in the opponent's hand, he smiled.
"Won't this be delivered to your door?"
Gu Xiaoxing also saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of him. Because these black shadows were almost identical, Gu Xiaoxing thought it was Li Azhi who was running ahead to block his way, and was immediately startled.
But when he saw the shadow sword in his hand, he immediately realized that it was not the same sword, and it should not be the same person.
But they all wanted to chop him, and saw the black figure rushing over with a sword in hand.
Gu Xiaoxing was immediately furious. She, Li Azhi, didn't care about bullying others, but now she met someone randomly and wanted to bully him.
Can this be tolerated?
Gu Xiaoxing's eyes widened, and he rushed forward, condensing all his cultivation on the wooden sword in his hand, without any bells and whistles, just raised the sword and slashed!
This scene made Yuan Mengcai feel more confident. He clearly realized that the wooden sword in the opponent's hand had no skill or sword intent at all. It was like a reckless man swinging a stick, and it couldn't even be called the way of swordsmanship.
He suddenly sneered in his heart: "I don't know which junior brother is so stupid, how can he enter the Sword Valley?"
"Let my senior brother tell you what the true way of the sword is!"
The next moment, the two swords intersected.
Yuan Mengcai was suddenly startled, extremely shocked, and even a little unbelievable. Even the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.
The opponent's wooden sword obviously looks thin and has no skills, but it seems to contain infinite power.
Although Yuan Mengcai has skill and sword intention, the opponent's sword is too heavy. This sword is not a wooden sword, it is clearly an infinitely heavy black iron sword!
When strength reaches a certain level, any skill is in vain.
"This...is actually another cultivator who transforms into a god!"
Yuan Meng reacted instantly, but it was already too late.
Gu Xiaoxing knocked him back with a sword, but Yuan Mengcai couldn't resist, and the door opened wide as he flew back.
Bang...!
Following Gu Xiaoxing's footsteps, he caught up with him in one step, raised his sword and struck again.
Before he could say goodbye, the newly resurrected Yuan Mengcai was gone again!
Gu Xiaoxing waved his wooden sword and snorted coldly.
"I really think anyone can stand on top of your lonely grandpa and act wild, just a Nascent Soul, he can be wiped out with just a flip of his hand!"
"Hey...! What is that?"
Just as Gu Xiaoxing was about to leave, he suddenly saw a blurry light group left behind where the black shadow was cut off.
Gu Xiaoxing got closer and felt it carefully, and immediately felt the wisps of sword intent from the light group.
"Could it be...?"
Although he had some guesses, Gu Xiaoxing still maintained a cautious attitude and did not touch it directly with his hands. Instead, he slowly inserted the sword in his hand into the light group.
At the moment when he touched the light group, Gu Xiaoxing clearly noticed that the wooden sword in his hand suddenly trembled, as if he was excited.
Then Gu Xiaoxing saw that the light group seemed to be absorbed by the wooden sword and blended into it.
At the same time, an inexplicable feeling passed along the wooden sword to Gu Xiaoxing. At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing's body was made up of thoughts, and he was particularly sensitive to this kind of feeling.
In just a short moment, he already had a clear understanding of the art of swordsmanship!
In the past, Gu Xiaoxing didn't practice swordsmanship, and he couldn't concentrate swordsmanship. But now, with his enlightenment, he suddenly understood a hint of swordsmanship in his heart, and even condensed a hint of swordsmanship in his body!
Until the feeling of enlightenment completely disappeared, Gu Xiaoxing weighed the wooden sword in his hand, but there was no change in it.
But Gu Xiaoxing clearly felt that it became a bit stronger in his hands!
"I see!"
At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing understood.
The essence of this realm of existence and non-existence is that by fighting each other, not only the swordsmanship is honed, but after killing someone, the opponent's swordsmanship will be condensed in this realm for a short time.
The winner can gain this knowledge of swordsmanship.
The loser will not lose anything, but will have to experience the pain of death.
But because this is in the realm of existence and non-existence, there is no real death, and maybe it has the effect of tempering one's will.
"So, this is a treasured place for cultivation!"
Gu Xiaoxing's eyes lit up and he understood everything at once.
Suddenly, a revenge plan quickly formed in his heart, and he quickly disappeared from this place with a sinister smile.
On the other side, Yuan Mengcai was about to cry. When he was reborn from death, he felt that every part of his body was shaking.
Two consecutive deaths, even if he had the cultivation of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, he could not bear the pain.
In this realm of existence and non-existence, it does not mean that one can die infinitely.
Because the body is entirely made up of thoughts, the perception is extremely strong, not only the perception of swordsmanship, but the perception of the pain caused by death is also very strong!
This is not something ordinary people can experience, because if ordinary people die here, they may really die.
But cultivating to Nascent Soul Dzogchen is far beyond the scope of ordinary people, but even so, dying a dozen times is enough.
Especially this kind of continuous death will double the pain.
Yuan Mengcai wanted to vomit blood. He didn't know why he was so unlucky. He was killed with one sword. Just after he was resurrected, he was killed with two swords. There was no way to deal with it.
In this realm of existence and non-existence, that's it, the weak have no human rights!
But Yuan Mengcai, as a Yuan Ying Dzogchen monk, is not weak, he can be called middle to upper class!
All I can say is, so unlucky!
That must be it!
But it’s impossible to stay unlucky forever!
Yuan Mengcai's heart was filled with raging anger. He picked up the sword and went to find his target. He still didn't believe in the evil spirit.
But when he raised his eyes, he saw another black shadow flying towards him. When he saw the sword in the black shadow's hand, he panicked.
There was even a hint of fear in Yuan Mengcai's eyes.
Because he recognized that sword!
In this realm of existence and non-existence, most people do not know each other's identity. There is even a clear rule in Jian Yi Valley that does not allow disciples to explore each other's identities.
Because once they meet here, it will be a mutual fight, which will inevitably lead to resentment and resentment between fellow disciples.
Therefore, in this realm of existence and non-existence, everyone’s identities are actually kept secret.
But there is only one exception!
He holds a blood-red
The sword is unparalleled in strength. As long as anyone sees him in this land of existence and non-existence, there will be no one left alive, without exception!
There is no need to guess his identity, because there is only one person with such strength who can enter the realm of existence and nonbeing!
He is... the number one true successor of Jian Yi Gu!
The moment he saw the blood-red sword, Yuan Mengcai felt a deep despair.
The realm of existence and nonexistence is huge, a complete desert, but an area in the center is called a forbidden land, and the First True Successor sits in this forbidden land!
As long as the First True Successor is around, no one will dare to set foot in this area!
Yuan Mengcai never expected that the place where he would be resurrected after his death would appear in this demon's territory.
With a flash of blood-red sword light, Yuan Mengcai continued to annihilate him with a clean stroke!
When Yuan Mengcai was reborn from death again, the extremely intense pain of death almost engulfed him. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly chose to exit the realm of existence and nonbeing.
It is easy for thoughts to sink in, but it takes a certain amount of time to return to the body, because the returning thoughts contain all the insights experienced in the realm of existence and non-being.
You need to fully integrate these insights with yourself and even your soul to truly wake up.
Even though Yuan Mengcai had gone through this process many times, it still took him a full hour to wake up completely. When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw that his eyes were blood red and his energy was listless.
It was obvious that three consecutive deaths had caused him great pain, and even after he woke up, this pain was unavoidable.
"It's bad luck! It's so damn unlucky!"
Yuan Mengcai was depressed in every possible way. He was one of the few sword cultivators in Jianyi Valley who had the aura of human beings. He was speechless at this moment.
But suddenly, his expression condensed, and a look of shock appeared on his face, as if he had seen an unbelievable scene.
Among the more than two hundred people sitting cross-legged under the sword monument, there were two extremely prominent people. It was difficult for Yuan Mengcai not to notice them.
One of them was a woman. The woman's face should have been flawless, but at this moment, there was a big black dog painted on her face.
"That's...Senior Sister Ah Zhi?!"
Especially when Yuan Mengcai recognized the other party's identity, he was immediately shocked.
What shocked him even more was that Senior Sister Ah Zhi not only had a big black dog painted on her face, but she also had such a big person lying on her body. Why?
The posture of lying on Senior Sister Ah Zhi was somewhat indecent, and Yuan Mengcai had never seen that person before, so he was stunned for a moment.
"Who is this?!"
"When did our Jianyi Valley have such a famous person?"
"You even dare to touch Senior Sister Ah Zhi?!"
"The big black dog on Senior Sister Ah Zhi's face was painted by him, right?!"
"Oh my god! What a great guy!"
