On this day, He Lang and Brother Jing began to exchange ideas again, they were discussing the respective advantages of using swords and sticks, but when it came to it, they began to discuss the killing of sword cultivation and the unification of the world.

Brother Jing believes that the sword can break through ten thousand laws with one weapon, the way of the sword is profound, and most of the strong people who have stood at the peak of the past and present come from sword cultivation.

He Lang's point of view is that let's not talk about the heroic momentum after the completion of sword cultivation, as far as the cultivation process is concerned, killing and cruelty are too prosperous, and if a society can only rely on the strength of force to speak, it will undoubtedly not advance but retreat for the development of all mankind.

Of course Brother Jing doesn't understand, he is arguing with the views of the earthlings in the 21st century, and he doesn't understand what He Lang is thinking in his head at all, if he doesn't suppress it with combat power, can he call him brother and brother, hello and me, turn enemies into friends, and he thinks that the other party still doesn't agree.

In Brother Jing's mind, the strong must be conquered by force, and he believes that this world, without the support of force, can only be a weak person who can be kneaded by others.

"Brother Jing, since you respect the noble character of the Immortal Emperor so much, then you should also be like him, conquer others with compassion, it seems that thinking about it is one thing, but it is still very different to really do it. ”

"Because of this, he is admired by the world, and how can we compare with our mortal hearts. ”

Brother Jing continued: "Actually, not every sword cultivator is full of killing and cruelty, it's just that killing is a shortcut to cultivation, and killing is completely different, if you kill evil for good, it is also for the benefit of others. ”

He Lang thought that it would be good if he cultivated a sword for the heavens, and he would not go against his will. If you kill some wicked people, you can still do it.

On this day, Brother Jing has not appeared, He Lang is very bored, and uses his divine sense to visit in his body, hoping to find something.

At present, apart from looking at himself, his perception of the outside world is completely blank.

He was engrossed in the exploration of his divine consciousness, when suddenly a sharp light in his consciousness seemed to pierce his divine consciousness.

He Lang hurriedly withdrew his already numb divine sense, this was a new feeling, although it was painful, but it gave his body a real sense of existence.

After resting for a while, he tried to visit again, but was still stinged and retracted.

"He Lang, are you there?"

"Brother Jing, you're finally here, I have made a new discovery. ”

"What?"

He Lang told about the stinging pain when his divine consciousness visited.

Brother Jing thought for a while and said, "I'll use the spiritual flow to help you impact the lower meridians and see if there can be any changes." ”

Streams of powerful spiritual qi filled He Lang's limbs, but as soon as they reached the vicinity of the dantian, they all stagnated.

After repeated impacts, there was still no improvement.

Just when He Lang was disappointed, he found that his divine sense could penetrate with the spiritual flow flowing in his left palm, and now he could see the five-meter-square storage space in his left palm.

"Brother Jing, I can see the space. He Lang said with joy.

"You try to detach the primordial spirit from your body and see if you can enter the space. ”

Brother Jing later taught him how to manipulate the consciousness of the primordial gods.

He Lang began to follow Brother Jing's teaching, trying to control the Yuan Shen, so that the Yuan Shen consciousness slowly moved to the left palm along the flesh and blood meridians, but he didn't want to succeed this time.

After entering the space, Genshin stayed at the outermost point and looked inward.

In the past, when using the divine sense, it was only a five-meter square viewing range, but now it can look around the entire space.

At this time, the fog in the entire space actually dissipated.

"Brother Jing, my primordial spirit can already enter the space, but I can't see where you are. ”

He Lang always thought that Brother Jing should also be in a corner of the space, but the fog was so thick that he couldn't see his specific location, and now he found that there was no person in this space.

"Wait a minute, I'll come. ”

He Lang stood still and waited patiently.

He didn't expect that he would be able to break through the prohibition of this space by using the way of Yuan Shen detaching from the body, the interior of this space is like a huge amphitheater, surrounded by walls, and he can only go up and see the white clouds and blue sky.

The feeling of freedom that he had not felt for a long time made He Lang think that he had gotten rid of the reality that his body could not move, and that he could see his hands and feet, and that he could still touch the skin and clothes on his body.

He Lang was thinking wildly when he saw a figure flying from the sky and landing on his side.

The person who came was dressed in a white cloth robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, black hair hanging down his waist, the cold air on his body, and his black eyes were looking at him.

He Lang's Yuan Shen was also trembling by the sudden cold, and quickly realized that this was the perception of the soul body, and smiled in his heart.

"Brother Jing, you are so handsome, where did you fly from?" He Lang said enviously.

"Come with me. ”

He Lang felt himself being lifted, his feet off the ground, the wind in his ears, and by the time he found himself in the air, he had already flown over the high wall towards a green lake.

After landing, his legs were weak, and he could barely stand, the previous feeling of flying through the clouds was not good, he was in the air, and he squatted down and stood up a few times, and his legs returned to normal.

After adjusting himself, he looked around and found that this was a quiet valley, not far away there was a clear lake, like a sapphire shining brightly, there were three wooden houses in front of him, a large area of spiritual grass, very quiet.

Before, the golden python who fought against the Magma Demon Lord with Brother Jing was obediently lying in the lakeside elixir field with his eyes closed and recuperating.

Brother Jing said that the golden python has not fully recovered from the last fierce battle, and his body has been relatively weak.

After He Lang heard this, his heart was full of apologies, and he walked over and touched its head in a friendly way.

The golden python also looked at each other friendly, as if he recognized He Lang.

The two walked to the stone bench by the lake, sat down, and Brother Jing handed He Lang a wooden tea cup.

He Lang took a sip, the taste was sweet and the aftertaste was endless.

"Brother Jing, are you here on weekdays?" He Lang asked curiously.

"Yes, it's not vast, but it's very clean, and it's perfect for purification. ”

"And what's out there?"

"There's a vast expanse over there, but I can't set foot beyond that valley. ”

"Brother Jing, can I live here with you in the future?"

"No, your primordial spirit needs to return to the body once every seven days to keep the body from rotting. ”

He Lang thought, this is not difficult, after going out, you can come back.

"Brother Jing, this place is so quiet, can I practice sword tricks here?"

"This is very good, cultivating with the Yuan Shen, although the difficulty of cultivation has increased, but the progress will be faster and the cultivation will be more solid. ”

As a result, He Lang began the practice of swordsmanship in this paradise-like place.

In this way, the time is not so difficult, and he practices them one by one according to the method on the sword technique.

"Brother Jing, does this sword style have to be three days and three nights before you can learn it?"

"It's not that you can't learn, but you have to master it completely, every move and style needs to be carefully polished, and only by laying the foundation firmly can you win the enemy at the moment of the sword. ”

When He Lang understood the meaning, he became more strict with himself.

He has already thought thoroughly, in this world where the level of force is respected, not only needs the ability to protect himself, but also needs to have the strength to walk in the world, mediocrity is not his way of living in this world, so he must control his own destiny in order to gallop the world to his heart's content.

He Lang has indeed achieved step by step polishing, and while practicing sword skills, he has cultivated the Yuan Shen more solidly and powerfully.

Each step of practice requires three days and three nights to make sword moves that are not scattered or chaotic, and cannot deviate from the target trajectory in the slightest.

This is not only a test of the endurance of the cultivator, but also a test of physical strength, and there are a total of sixteen styles of swordsmanship, each of which is like this, and He Lang has indeed taken great pains.

He Lang stood on the shore of the blue water lake every day, wielding a long sword, and the sword intent followed where his heart desired.

After a year and a half of practice, he has already come out with sword intent.

In the past year and a half, with Brother Jing and Jin Jiao Python together, He Lang is also comfortable.

On this day, He Lang had practiced swords, and suddenly thought that he wanted to go outside the valley again to see if he could make new discoveries.

Seeing He Lang, the golden python couldn't stop looking at the top of the mountain, and also stretched out his head to look at it together.

He Lang gently patted the golden python and said, "Little python brother, I'll go over there and take a look, and I'll help you massage it when I come back, okay?"

It turned out that in order to repay the rescue of the golden python, He Lang would give him a massage service after practicing the sword every day, because the golden python liked to be treated like this.

The golden python seemed to understand the words, and nodded to He Lang, and when He Lang saw it, he headed towards the top of the mountain.

He soon came to the top of the valley, and he had been here more than once before, and the other end of the valley was filled with a strong yin demon aura, and this yin demon aura was fatal to the restraint of the primordial gods.

But Ho Lang had always been curious about the unknown, and he wondered how he could get down to the other side of the mountain at the top of the mountain.

He always felt that there was something new and unexpected to discover.

But after looking at it for a while, there was still nothing to do, as soon as the yin and evil qi touched his Yuan Shen, the Yuan Shen was stinging and almost numb.

He Lang thought that after practicing the sword for so long, Yuan Shen could endure the stinging, but the pain was ten million times more difficult to resist than he thought.

So I had to give up the urge to go down and investigate.

In their spare time, He Lang and Brother Jing sat at the stone table and sipped two cups, chatting and being at ease.

It has been three and a half years since He Lang was in a coma.

Lan Yun lived in the Cave Heaven Immortal Land for half a year, and in the past half a year, Elder Taishang had seen him many times.

Every time they met, they asked various questions in detail about his and He Lang's background.

But Lan Yun only answered what he thought could be revealed, and he avoided some sensitive ones.

And in the past half a year, he only saw He Lang in a hurry, and was told that He Lang's meridians all over his body were destroyed, and his Yuan Shen was displaced, and he would not wake up for a while.

After that, he was sent out of the Cave Heaven Immortal Land.

Suddenly, on this day, Lan Yun was exercising physically when he heard someone calling him behind him.

Although he has been in this Jade Immortal Sect for more than eight years, because of the kung fu he has practiced, it is very different from the disciples in this sect, so he can often only practice alone.

And the voice of the person who called him, he didn't immediately distinguish it, and when he turned his head, he remembered that this person turned out to be Zhan Zhaohua.

When he saw Zhan Zhaohua, he thought about whether it was related to He Lang.

Because at present, Zhan Zhaohua is already a core disciple in the sect.

He entered the top ten in the Great Disciple Competition three years ago, so he is currently in the Cave Heaven Immortal Land.

Remembering that He Lang is also there now, could it be that He Lang has already woken up, and Zhan Zhaohua came to send him news?

Lan Yun hurriedly asked Zhan Zhaohua about the purpose of his visit, but the other party did not say it immediately, but wanted to find a secluded place where no one was there to tell him in detail.

The two of them came to the still water pavilion, which was located in the center of the water and was very quiet.

After sitting down, Zhan Zhaohua placed several layers of prohibitions around the water pavilion before turning his head to look at Lan Yun and explaining his intentions.

When Lan Yun heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised.