"Afterlife?"

It was obviously a spirit body, but Ye Wuwu's eyes suddenly turned red, and he couldn't move, and the spirit body that was about to dissipate seemed to freeze for a moment.

Even his falling figure came to a standstill.

"Fuck you afterlife."

Ye Wuwu, who has already experienced it once, how could he not know the regret in the monk's heart at the beginning?

This is also the reason why he has no interest in Buddhism.

Pain.

Heart-rending pain.

It hurt so much that the spirit had collapsed, and only the last wisp of green smoke remained.

But the smoke that seemed to dissipate easily with the wind was frozen in the darkness for a long time, fluctuating and trembling, but it never dissipated.

That was the last bit of Ye Wuwu's consciousness.

Xuanyuan was no longer there, and the last painful pressure came to him alone at this moment.

It can be said that Ye Wuwu at this moment, relying on the obsession in his heart, barely held on to that trace of breath.

The obsession comes from Lu Caiwei.

But even if it is a great obsession, under this great pressure, it can only hold on for a while.

Ye Wuwu could clearly feel at this moment that under the heavy pressure of pain, the voice and appearance of the woman in his mind gradually blurred.

It's about to disappear.

The wisp of green smoke suddenly fluctuated violently, but it was Ye Wuwu who let out an unwilling roar in his heart.

If this is the end, why didn't you let me die in the first place, and gave me a chance to live again?

If I have been given another chance to live again, to experience, feel, and meet these people or things, why do I have to take them all back now?

Heaven and earth, heavenly way, fairy palace, Penglai ......

Hatred spreads in my heart.

But for some reason, Ye Wuwu seemed to feel that he was a lot more conscious, and the green smoke slowly condensed, and it actually condensed into a spirit again.

Such a change made Ye Wuwu a little stunned for a while.

The pain is still there, but it's a lot less.

Although the pain was still distorted and deformed, after experiencing the pain of the collapse of the spirit consciousness, Ye Wuwu could already bear this level of pain.

How is this? Could it be that you are going to succeed?

Just as Ye Wuwu was thinking about it, there was a familiar voice in his ears.

"Boy, why are you still stunned? Do you like to spend your whole life in this place where you don't see the light of day? ”

The figure of the Sword Spirit Ancestor slowly floated from the void, his voice was slightly impatient, and his brows furrowed slightly.

But it was his appearance that shared most of the pain and pressure for Ye Wuwu.

"Why are you here?" Ye Wuwu said hoarsely.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor snorted lightly, glanced at Ye Wuwu's current situation, and shook his head slightly, not having a good airway.

"How did I get here? The old man saw that this body was about to become sperm outside, good guy, the sword scales were like his own legs, and they wanted to run in all directions, and the old man knew that something had happened to you. ”

Ye Wuwu didn't see the current state of his body, but after listening to the words of the Sword Spirit Ancestor, he also had some understanding in his heart.

"As for why I'm here, boy, before you tried, the old man told you that if you fail, then this opportunity will fall into the hands of the rest, remember?"

Ye Wuwu nodded silently, and then asked rhetorically.

"Then the Ancestor came here for chance?"

The Sword Spirit Ancestor glanced at him, then frowned, and waved his hand casually towards the void in front of him, slashing out a traceless sword intent, and his brows eased a little, and said.

"That's natural, if I come in and see you alone, the old man will ruthlessly seize this body, but I didn't expect that your kid would survive to the end, so the rest of the fairy sword and sword spirits are all eating dry rice?"

There was a slight hint of a relaxed and mocking smile in the words of the Sword Spirit Ancestor, but from the trembling of his voice, Ye Wuwu understood that the other party was not easy.

The words of the Sword Spirit Ancestor came again, this time with a little urgency and anxiety.

"Boy, why don't you hurry up and master the last sword formation? If you grind and chirp again, don't blame the old man for being polite. ”

Ye Wuwu took a deep breath, forgot about the pain for a while, and the expression on his face was no longer distorted, but calm, and he bowed slightly towards the ancestor.

Immediately, the meteor strode without looking back.

The words of the Sword Spirit Ancestor still came from behind him, and the voice was vicissitudes and heroic.

"Boy, you just have to move forward boldly, don't worry about anything else, as long as your consciousness has not dissipated, the old man will resist all this for you."

The traceless sword intent reverberated in this dark space, clear as water, bright and picturesque, surrounding the Sword Spirit Ancestor, forming a square inch of pure land wrapped in sword intent.

Ye Wuwu swept the corner of his eyes, and when he saw this scene, he realized something in his heart.

As early as when he saw Xuanyuan's six sword intents surrounding his body before, Ye Wuwu had an idea in his heart.

Not to mention why a sword spirit can have six different sword intents, but surrounded by the other party's sword intent, the pain seems to be mostly reduced, and Ye Wuwu doesn't know how to do this.

But now that I see this scene, I seem to have an answer.

Traceless sword intent, when it comes to the extreme, it is not that simple and can only break the move.

There is no trace of sword intent, and the snow is full of thousands of mountains.

Seeing the moves, breaking through all the moves in the world, this is Ye Wuwu's initial cognition of the traceless sword intent.

But just like that, why did both Xuanyuan and the Great Sword Immortal Qing Ming in the sky say almost the same sentence at the beginning.

"Very interesting sword intent."

Interesting?

Although the Traceless Sword Intent is quite good, how could it be possible for those two to make a good comment just by relying on the sword intent in Ye Wuwu's hand?

Right now, Ye Wuwu has finally come to his senses.

Traceless sword intent, what is broken is not a move, after cultivating to the extreme of sword intent, what is broken by sword intent is the rule.

Between heaven and earth, everywhere is where the rules lie.

And the real edge of the traceless sword intent, on top of the breaking move, is to break the rules of this world.

Although I don't know how the Sword Spirit Ancestor did it, the other party surrounded his body with sword intent, but he was obviously able to resist most of the pain.

I see.

So Ye Wuwu closed his eyes.

With that little bit of close connection, he finally saw it at this moment, and saw what his body was like now.

Ye Wuwu's expression was silent, and his eyes showed thought.

The reason why his body in the outside world is like this is very simple, the sword intent is chaotic, and the body can't bear it.

If you want to be truly a sword, you can only find a way to calm down your chaotic sword intent.

This is a thousand exquisite sword intents.

"Since this is the case, then I will use the Traceless Sword Intent to wipe out these sword intents."

He only needs one sword intent left.

But just when Ye Wuwu was about to make a move, he was silent.

There was a bold and extremely crazy thought in my mind, which flashed away, but was grasped tightly and clearly formed.

So, he removed the traceless sword intent in his hand.

If you want to truly become a sword and calm down this body, in addition to wearing out these chaotic sword intents and retaining only one of your own sword intents, there is actually another way.

This method originated from Xuanyuan.

He alone possessed six different sword intents, which was absolutely impossible in the eyes of ordinary people.

But Xuanyuan did it.

What Ye Wuwu has done now is nothing short of Xuanyuan, and it is absolutely impossible.

That is to deeply comprehend these thousands of sword intents, as long as you can fully comprehend them, you can master these thousands of sword intents.

That sword intent can naturally be calmed down.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor, who was struggling to support him, originally saw that Ye Wuwu was going to make a move to wipe out the rest of the sword intent with the traceless sword intent, and nodded secretly in his heart, as if he felt that the son was teachable.

But then, seeing that the other party put away his sword intent, he turned to close his eyes and looked calm.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor's heart couldn't help but chuckle, and a trace of bad conjecture suddenly appeared in his mind.

"This kid, you won't think about comprehending these thousands of sword intents, right?"

He glanced at it a few more times, and when he saw Ye Wuwu's current state, he couldn't help but show a trace of anxiety and helplessness in his eyes.

"Damn, that's true, the old man doesn't have that big ability, help you buy time all the time."

It takes time to comprehend the sword intent.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor didn't know how long he could survive under this painful pressure, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to wait for the moment when Ye Wuwu finished comprehending.

Just kidding, thousands of sword intents, how can they all be comprehended?

If you can comprehend three or five points, you are amazing!

Stupid, stupid!

Ye Wuwu had already closed his eyes at this moment, and under the closed eyelids, there was endless sword intent brilliance.

Sword intent comprehension, it is indeed as the Sword Spirit Ancestor said, how can it be possible to comprehend thousands of sword intents in such a short period of time.

But in just a moment, six rays of light appeared around Ye Wuwu's body, and they surrounded him, exactly the same as the previous Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan sword intent was comprehended.

This is a sword of the Holy Path.

There's no end, it's just the beginning.

A ray of light emerged, surrounding Ye Wuwu, but it revealed an aura of benevolence and righteousness.

Zhanlu Sword, this is a sword of benevolence.

The third sword.

Chixiao Sword is a sword of the emperor's way.

The Fourth Sword.

Tai'a Sword, this is a mighty sword, and it is also the sword intent of the man's sword spirit that Ye Wuwu had seen before.

The fifth sword.

Seven Star Dragon Yuan, this is a sword of integrity and nobility.

The sixth sword, the cadre, the seventh sword, Mo Xie.

This is a pair of swords of love.

The eighth sword, the fish intestine, the sword of bravery.

The ninth sword, Chunjun, the sword of honor and incomparability.

The tenth sword, Chengying, is a sword of exquisite elegance.

Dozens of sword intents, in just a moment, all of them were understood.

This is not as if it is not a comprehension, but Ye Wuwu is already familiar with these sword intents, and now he is just familiar with it.

Dozens of sword intent rays surrounded his body, reflecting Ye Wuwu inside, the sword intent was brilliant, and he was like a god.

Only Ye Wuwu himself knows the reason for this.

The dream in the sea of consciousness before, but later found out that it was not actually a dream.

In that "dream", he saw the origin of countless swords, met countless sword masters, and saw everything that the sword master and the famous sword itself had experienced.

Those were the famous swords that shattered into his body.

When the sword was destroyed, that wisp of residual thought was conveyed to his consciousness through the connection between himself and his own body.

That's why I have such a dream.

And at this moment, the sword intent he comprehended was actually not a comprehension, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, often as long as he comprehended half a point, the sword intent came to his body on its own.

Because the sword intent already existed and had not dissipated, Ye Wuwu just provided a relatively familiar residence for those sword intents.

Dozens, hundreds......

Even so, the further I got, even if I only comprehend a little, it becomes extremely slow.

Time waits for no one.

In the distance, the shouts of the Sword Spirit Ancestor were heard.

"Boy, old man, old man will buy you a stick of incense again, don't try again, it's enough now."

At this moment, the Sword Spirit Ancestor has lost his previous demeanor, although it is a spirit body, it seems to be more than ten years old.

Ye Wuwu opened his eyes.

There is a vastness in the eyes.

It was an endless sword intent, as clear as the stars.

At this moment, Ye Wuwu's state can be said to have fallen into some kind of realm that can be met but not sought.

This kind of realm is generally called enlightenment in the rivers and lakes.

Enlightenment, enlightenment is not like the Taoist road of eternal life, but the way of the sword.

He heard the words of the Sword Spirit Ancestor, and then thought about it, with a slight thought in his eyes.

The sword intent swirled around like a star.

He spoke to himself, his voice ethereal.

"Time, in fact, is just one of the rules."

He waved his hand into a sword, his sword intent was slightly clear, and he slashed towards the void in front of him.

There is no trace of sword intent.

The sword intent light that kept circling around suddenly seemed to be still at this moment.

But if you look closely, you can see that it is still rotating slightly, but the speed has been slowed down countless times.

No, it's not that the speed has been slowed down countless times.

It's that time has been slowed down countless times.

Ye Wuwu slashed the time with a sword.

Of course, it's just the time of this body.

"It should be enough."

The silver river flowed slowly, washing through every part of the body.

The wound that had been shattered by the scales of the sword was now restored.

The body was still terrifying, but the sword scales that began to be messy seemed to calm down a lot for some reason, and no longer emitted a sword sound.

"There's still a sword missing."

In the darkness, Ye Wuwu opened his eyes again, the color of pain had been eliminated, and all that was left was calm.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor in the distance had already unloaded his sword intent, and his already old eyes were full of incredulity and shock.

What you see in your eyes is the sun, moon and stars.

It's no longer dark.

Thousands of sword intents are swirling, seemingly chaotic and scattered, but each has its own trajectory, centered on Ye Wuwu's spirit body, surrounding each other.

The light of sword intent shone on this darkness and illuminated the entire space.

There is no second person in the world who can have such sword intent, and no second person can have this opportunity.

Even if it was Xuanyuan, the first sword of heaven and earth, it was only six sword intents.

Only Ye Wuwu is gone.

But right now, it's still a long time before the real sword is completed.

Why is that?

A sword missing.

Ye Wuwu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but he never knew what was wrong.

He had comprehended all the sword intent here, and there was not a single one left.

So why is there a sword missing?

He's confident that there's nothing missing.

So, where is the difference between this sword?

Ye Wuwu, who was thinking about it, suddenly looked slightly stunned, looked at his hands, but suddenly smiled.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.

The sword that is bad is myself.

He reached out and shook it gently towards the void.

An illusion of a crimson sword appeared in his hand.

It was the shattered Linyuan Sword.

The Linyuan Sword slowly melted into Ye Wuwu's body, and finally disappeared.

This is the sword of the difference.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor came behind Ye Wuwu at some point, and said in silence.

"You can choose the better one."

Ye Wuwu shook his head lightly and smiled.

"This sword is good."

Among the countless Heavenly Sword Immortal Swords in this place, Ye Wuwu finally used the Linyuan Sword as his main sword, and the Sword Spirit Ancestor felt that it was really inappropriate.

Lin Yuan is just a famous sword.

But Ye Wuwu said that this sword was very good.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor didn't say anything more, just looked up at the sky, and his expression was full of anticipation and excitement.

And, a hint of longing.

Ye Wuwu took a deep breath, and then spread out his hands with a calm expression, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world.

Forged a sword with your body.

In his mind, at this moment, countless sword sounds suddenly sounded.

The chorus of thousands of swords.

The sound of the sword roar was extremely clear, but this time, only Ye Wuwu could hear it.

As a result, his entire spirit body shattered at this moment, and it slowly condensed after a while.

Ye Wuwu's face was a little pale, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't take any action to suppress those sword sounds.

Because he clearly knew that it was the last sword sound of these thousands of swords.

They used to be arrogant swords.

So in the end, it was also arrogant, there was no unwillingness in the sword sound, and there was just the countless freehand romance that had been.

He once dominated the world.

He has also set foot in the field.

once slashed the dragon with a sword.

also opened the gate of heaven with a sword.

In the sound of swords, there are countless majestic pictures, and in the picture, there are one shocking scene after another.

Ye Wuwu's figure was a little sloppy, but he still swept it one by one with a smile.

The sword roared constantly, scrambling to be the first.

It's been a long, long time.

Eventually, he bowed his head slightly, nodded and whispered.

"Don't worry, I know."

He didn't talk to anyone.

But in an instant, the chaotic sword roar disappeared, and together with those pictures, it slowly dissipated in front of Ye Wuwu's eyes.

When the sound of the sword disappears and the picture dissipates, what remains is a clear scene.

Ye Wuwu stepped forward and slowly took a step.

One-step.

From where Ye Wuwu stepped on, there were suddenly bursts of light.

If you say that the sword intent light around Ye Wuwu's body is just a starry star, faintly illuminating the world in the darkness.

The light that appeared at this moment was like the rising sun in the darkness, which was only a glimmer at first, but then it was like dawn, expelling the darkness of the world and illuminating the world.

Radiant.

This is just one step.

Ye Wuwu smiled.

What is the unity of man and sword? What is Forged Sword with Body?

The answer to this question had already been given in the last sword roar of Fang Cai's countless swords.

It was a majestic picture composed of thousands of swords, the sword of one life, the style of the sword.

As a sword, it is natural.

Blood is like steel, and the heart is like glass and fragile.

Spanning countless battlefields, he has never tasted defeat.

I have never tasted defeat, but I have never met a confidant.

Therefore, it is often independent of the sword hill and is intoxicated with victory.

Therefore, this life is meaningless.

His body is destined to be made by the Infinite Sword.

(End of chapter)