"My sword is not strong enough. How can I cut off the magic of prince-level vampires?"
Feng Tianming looked up to the sky and asked himself, his soul was also in a wonderful world. Surrounded by a gray land, there are all kinds of swords on the ground.
He is independent and at the center. Here is a giant sword tens of feet long, stuck in the ground. There are two words engraved on the sword - Jianzhong.
"Sword is an ancient holy item. It is the most noble and noble, revered by humans and gods. The Red Sky Sword is the sword of the emperor's way. The sword energy in it contains the so-called imperial energy, but I have never been able to fully activate it."
Feng Tianming consolidated the exquisite Chixiao Sword in his hand and rubbed it with his other hand. The sword seemed to feel something and glowed with bright red light.
Then he said to himself: "The way of swordsmanship, my way, is the way to seal the sky. How to seal the sky? Once a sword is released, thousands of sword auras are like surging river water. They cover the sky and the sun with unparalleled sword aura."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and slowly danced the sword in his hand. The sword moves with the heart, the body moves with the sword, and every move is performed from the heart.
His speed is getting faster and faster, and afterimages even begin to appear. He walked back and forth in the sword tomb, leaving behind several afterimages wherever he passed, which would dissipate after staying for a while.
Immediately afterwards, the Chixiao Sword in his hand slashed horizontally, and a furious sea wave instantly slashed out. The sword energy of a hundred feet was like a huge wave of doomsday, flooding the sky in front of him in an instant.
"clank!"
Suddenly, all the swords in the sword tomb moved. There are tens of thousands of swords here, and there are even many rare spiritual swords among them.
These swords soared into the sky one after another, and then they all headed towards Feng Tianming.
"Qiankun Gangqi Slash!"
Feng Tianming let out a long roar, the divine sword in his hand bloomed with bright red light, and he slashed out with one sword.
"Boom!"
This sword rushed out violently with the imperial sword energy, cutting all the first batch of swords in front into powder. Immediately afterwards, he rushed towards Wanjian with one sword and one sword at a time.
Feng Tianming slashed faster and faster with his sword. Each sword was heavier than the other, and he shuttled among thousands of swords in the dance of a thousand swords. The thousands of sword energies formed around him became his best defense.
Now that the power of the sword has been achieved, each of his swords is the limit of his current realm. One sword after another has been chopped into pieces by him, and no sword can come close to his body.
"No, my sword needs to be stronger. Dugu Baitian can kill all natural enemies with just one sword. What I need is not the sword energy like the sea, but the sword energy sealing the sky!"
Feng Tianming had been practicing his sword until this point, when he suddenly woke up and immediately reduced his sword energy. Immediately, the sword finger shook, unfolded the Heaven Sealing Sword Intent, and began to study the real Sealing Heaven Sword Dao.
What he wants is not just to seal the sky with his sword, but also to have the power to seal the sky with every sword and every move. Now, when he draws his sword, he only seeks to cut off everything with the fewest sword moves.
When it comes to simplicity, why pursue gorgeous and fancy sword moves? Why pursue how many swords can be struck in a short period of time
Only one sword is enough. One sword can strike a thousand strikes, and one sword can strike a thousand strikes in one. With one strike of the sword, there is nothing that cannot be destroyed and nothing that cannot be cut down. It has nothing to do with sword energy, only sword intent and killing intent.
And his sword energy only pursues one goal. A sword energy can split the sky, and a sword energy can seal the heavens. The sword energy swayed, and blood flowed from all directions.
"From now on, we need to eliminate those redundant sword moves. It is okay to pursue speed, but every sword cannot be redundant."
Feng Tianming stood on the giant sword and muttered to himself. The physical body in the outside world has also undergone subtle changes at this moment, and there is a faint sword energy surrounding it.
Part of the spiritual energy in his body was slowly turning into a supreme sword energy. This kind of sword energy only needs an opportunity to truly activate.
When it is awakened, Feng Tianming will really be able to kill everything, swinging in all directions with one sword, and sealing the sky with one sword.
And Chihiro Misawa, who was beside him, had finally captured the innate Qi and was currently integrating it into her body. At the same time, I can understand the way of swordsmanship with the help of everything I have experienced just now.
At this moment, Leng Yueyan and Ning Zhe in another place also made a breakthrough.
In a place as beautiful as a fairyland, Leng Yueyan's soul was sitting cross-legged on a spiritual stone. The hands are constantly moving to guide the surrounding world.
She was originally an ancient Taoist body, and her cultivation speed was in the Age of Dharma Ending, second only to Wang Bugui who had a small pendant. Just now he gathered so much spiritual energy from heaven and earth, attracting many Taoist principles.
This is undoubtedly the best training environment for Leng Yueyan. She can absorb these fragments of the Tao, and then integrate the power of the Tao into her body.
Sometimes she can even gather the will of the Great Dao. Each will represents a kind of Tao. After integrating and understanding it, she can create her own Tao.
With such a terrifying cultivation method, it is no wonder that every ancient Taoist is a terrifying existence after growing up. In a way, they represent the Tao.
Every movement of his hands and feet is surrounded by great avenues. Every move can drive the great avenues, and countless ways are in harmony with them, making him innately invincible.
However, while she was practicing, some scenes appeared that disturbed her Taoist mind.
"Fan Kong, I will make you an immortal in this life. But in the next life, are you willing to abandon the Buddha for me?"
"Yuzhu, don't do this."
"I just want you to answer, who do you choose between me and Buddha?"
"I"
"Haha, after all, you are unwilling to give up Buddha for me. I want you to repent for the rest of your life and let you know the three thousand Buddha Dharma, which is not as good as me."
There are only two people in this scene. That was her previous life with Ning Zhe. In her previous life, she was still a Taoist nun. And Ning Zhe is still a Buddhist.
It seemed destined that the two of them met, and just because of a passing encounter, a bad bond was planted in their lives.
When the fate blossomed, it created a past that was unbearable to look back on.
"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly adapting to changes. It drives away evil spirits and traps evil spirits, protects life and body. Wisdom is clear and pure, and the mind is peaceful. The three souls are eternal, and the soul has no loss."
Leng Yueyan squeezed the seal with her hands and recited the Taoist mantra to purify the mind, trying to suppress the inner demons. But no matter how much she chanted the mantra, her heart could not calm down.
Memories about her past life came to her mind intermittently. Ever since she came back from Zixiao Palace, she would see these unpleasant events every time she practiced.
Fragments of memories slowly accumulated in her sea of consciousness. Today, she has almost finished everything she encountered in her previous life.
But the more this happened, the more she disliked Ning Zhe. In the memory of her previous life, she actually fell in love with him. And he was betrayed by the other party just because he devoted himself to Buddha.
No matter how much he pursued it, he just said: "Donor Yuzhu, please go back. Buddha and Tao are incompatible. We are not destined to meet each other again."
In her previous life, as Yuzhu, she wanted to be with him even against her master's will. But in the final fight for the path to immortality, she died for him, fulfilling Fan Kong's destiny as an immortal.
This was Leng Yueyan's previous life, that's why she was so disgusted with Ning Zhe. Because he had sacrificed so much for him in his previous life, he was still unwilling to give up his holy life in this life.
"In this life, I want you to give me an answer to see whether you choose me or Buddha."
Leng Yueyan looked at the beautiful starry sky above with her beautiful eyes and whispered to herself.
And Ning Zhe, who was closing his eyes and comprehending next to her, had already experienced all that, and he had even seen more than Leng Yueyan.
Because he became an immortal in his previous life, in the years after Yuzhu's death. He knelt under the Bodhi tree for three thousand years, guarding the tomb under the tree.
Day and night I recite Buddhist scriptures and think hard about the deceased. In the end, he found out. It turns out that the so-called becoming an immortal and the so-called seeking Buddha mean nothing after losing her.
"How should I face her in this life? I don't want to betray her anymore, but I can't betray the Buddha. I want to atone for her sins and repent before the Buddha. How should I make a decision?"
"Is this world of mortals the most difficult thing to see through in a life of practicing Buddhism?"
Ning Zhe knelt in front of a huge golden Buddha statue and asked many questions to the Buddha. Sanskrit chants and chants sounded from time to time all around, and the bells of ancient temples also echoed.
But the giant Buddha in front of him didn't give him any answer. He just held the Zen seal with his hands and looked forward with a compassionate face. He went to the Buddha to ask for reconciliation, but the Buddha could not give him an answer.
"Do I need to find the answer to all this by myself?"
Ning Zhe looked up at the Buddha statue, but there was still no change at all, so he slowly stood up and walked back. All the surrounding images quickly dissipated like sand, and his soul returned from the void.
"You also made a choice."
When he opened his eyes, he found a beautiful figure in front of him. Taking a closer look, it was Leng Yueyan, who was wearing Taoist robes, looking at him coldly.
"I couldn't get the answer in front of the Buddha, so I had to go out and find it myself." Ning Zhe said slowly.
Leng Yueyan flicked her fly whisk and said, "It's been thousands of years and you haven't figured out the answer yet? Since you appear here as a mortal, it proves that you still regret it."
"You haven't thought clearly about ending your life, ending your life as a fairy, and returning to the mortal world?"
"I" the word "Sichuan" appeared between Ning Zhe's eyebrows, and he did not dare to look directly at the woman in front of him.
"Then tell this matter and let them comment and see if you think clearly."
Leng Yueyan said in a cold voice, then turned around with a flick of her sleeves and said no more words.