Six years ago, he was already familiar with the two Confucian and Taoist classics, but only Buddhism has not yet been contacted, and it seems that these three methods lack the understanding of the Buddha. Only by integrating the three peerless schools can we achieve the unity of real martial arts. In order to find a glimmer of opportunity to investigate this "True Martial God Xuan".

Lin Yusheng, who was sitting on the canoe, thought about it for a long time. It seems that the Zen enlightenment of Buddhism can only wait until this trip from the land of Wuyue to return from the experience, and must personally visit the Foguang Temple in Yongzhou, perhaps there will be some gains.

Boredom lying on his back and leaning on the side of the ship, the river breeze of early winter, the cold, above the night sky, the thin clouds and mist through the faint moon. Listening to the surging river in his ears, he stared at the black sword inserted in the bow of the boat, and the jet-black sword body reflected the faint moonlight, shining.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he sat up again. Stretched out his hand and pulled out the pitch-black Moyang Sword, and put it in his palm to look at it carefully.

This great sword, which is about five feet nine inches long and three inches wide, contains a small world without night and eternal day, and the scorched earth is silent. The black fire in his palm seeped into the sword body, and the black flame divine consciousness clone came out of its shell, and it suddenly disappeared into the sword body.

Entering this sword world again, it is still as desolate as before. The Divine Consciousness clone floated on the scorched earth, looking at the small sun that was burning violently in the air, like a large red fireball, the soaring flames were tumbling and rushing, and the wisps of black flames inside slowly seeped out and flowed. Occasionally, bursts of ripples came out of the surface of the fireball, and ripple-shaped red flame flares rippled outward in cascading circles.

Continue to stare at the sky, the scorching little sun burning with a strange flame. The divine consciousness clone in the sword's body stood still, carefully examining the fiery core in the air, but there were some speculations in his heart. Looking at the imprint of memory, when I was a fat man, I was told by a beautiful teacher in astronomy class.

The larger and more massive a star is, the shorter its lifespan, as in the case of Earth at that time, scientists estimated that the sun had a lifetime of 10 billion years. So how many years should this such a small blazing star core survive?

Stars like the sun can only burn twice.

Stellar combustion is produced by internal fusion, the fusion of the outer shell and inner core.

The temperature of fusion is very high, and the surface temperature of the sun can reach more than 6,000 degrees. If it weren't for the fact that his divine consciousness was transformed by black flames, it is estimated that he would have been burned before he could penetrate in, and when Yanyang Qin Yan entered this place, the protection of the frost cloud magic cloak and the body of the burning sun could not save his life, and finally turned into dust and died here. This means that the heat of this space completely exceeds that of the normal sun.

"Hiss!" Lin Yusheng sighed, regretting his poor past life.

No longer looking at the scorching sky, the Divine Clone looked down at the ground. Very curious, he gently picked up the scorched earth on the ground with his bare feet, and the smoke and dust, which was as dry as carbon ash, rose one after another. Drives the fire of consciousness to rapidly expand and explore in all directions.

Half an hour later.

"Huh?" Lin Yusheng said lightly.

This spatial world is not particularly vast, and as far as the divine sense can reach, it is roughly estimated, and the size is only more than a thousand miles. There is not a single mountain as far as the eye can see, not even a rugged and uplifted slope, and the space is very flat, except for shallow basins formed by the dry charred carbon.

Calculating the use of this scorched earth world, Lin Yusheng fell into deep thought: "If we can break through the space barrier inside the black sword and lead the water of this surging cold river into it, will there be any wonderful changes in the small world within a radius of more than a thousand miles?"

"Get a piece of black soil for thousands of miles to grow vegetables and store things?"

"Hehe, no matter what he can do with this dry place, let's break it first! Since the physical body and divine consciousness can enter, this spatial barrier must also be able to break through. Besides, I'm the master of this black sword, I'm afraid it's a ball!

Now that you've thought about it, do it. Anyway, the water of the river under this foot is endless, inexhaustible, and endless, so let's bring in this river water first.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Lin Yusheng became, he was extremely excited, and immediately turned around and straddled the middle of the boat, holding the big sword Mo Yang in both hands, the tip of the sword was pointing downward, and he stabbed it fiercely at the cold water of the two rivers like a quiet and deep pool.

"Woo Woo Woo!"

The high-temperature flame reacts violently with the icy river water, and the water vapor diffuses and evaporates rapidly.

The initial Moyang sword body only oozes a trace of black fire on the surface of the blade, and after the six-foot sword pierces into the cold river for a few breaths, the sword body is like gasoline on fire, and it suddenly bursts into flames! The soaring black flame is getting bigger and bigger, and gradually with the canoe as the center, the blazing black fire spreads rapidly along the water surface!

The black flames and green flames raged wildly, scorching with water vapor covering the cold river, and the area of the fire became larger and larger.

At the same time, the inside of the sword. Lin Yusheng's divine consciousness clone sat on the ground, and quickly shot out one seal after another towards the void, and the seal decision slowly converged into the shape of a spider web, and the exquisite and strange magic circle gradually took shape. Suddenly, the doppelganger leaped into the air, pushing the spider web circle into the air. The Black Flame Divine Consciousness turned into a raging fire, like a flaming cannonball, shooting out and blasting straight into the white sky of this small world.

Boom!

Click, bang, like glass cracking and shattering.

The space barrier in the body of the Moyang Sword was instantly penetrated, and a huge black hole with a width of a hundred zhang appeared in the dome like a huge mouth of an abyss.

Buzzing!

Outside the body of the Moyang Sword, the surface of the river covered by black flames shook violently, and the ripples in Lin Yusheng's hands surged out, like a detonation sound wave that quickly spread towards the periphery. At this time, a mysterious rune lit up at the sword grid of the Moyang Sword, and crack-like black eyes quickly emerged, and mysterious and evil eyes were slowly opening.

After a few breaths.

Call!

The single eye at the sword grid has been completely opened, and the black eyes are like black holes, frantically devouring the river. The violently trembling big sword almost came out of his hand, Lin Yusheng gritted his teeth and grabbed the hilt of the sword with all his might, pressing the black big sword into the cold river.

The eyes, which are only the size of a cup, suck up thousands of feet of water. The diameter of the meandering and rotating water dragon shows a geometric multiplication, and the area of the river water that is pumped is getting larger and larger, like an evil dragon sucking into the sea and hanging the river into the void. The canoe that has been vacated is hoisted in the center of the whirlpool that rotates at high speed. The black greatsword was glowing with black flames, engulfing the water crazily.

Mobilizing the True Yuan Gang Qi of his whole body to converge towards his palms, Lin Yu clenched the black big sword in his hand tightly, completely distracted. The fluffy ball had already been frightened into Lin Yusheng's arms, and the four paws tightly fastened the lining of the robe, and the trembling flower cat was whimpering and wailing.

In the middle of the night, the flow of the water under the two rivers is gradually decreasing, the water level is slowly decreasing, and the shallows of the rivers dozens of miles wide are withdrawing imperceptibly.

In the inner world of the Moyang Sword, a huge curtain of water poured out of the White Sky Dome, and the Heavenly Spring with a diameter of 100 zhang poured down. At first, the high temperature of this world burned the water curtain in an instant, but as the water of the cold river continued to surge, the heat in the space gradually cooled down, and the water vapor continued to transpirate and volatilize.

Seven days later.

Finally, a drop of water fell to the ground. The fusion of water droplets and carbon soil emits a wisp of white smoke and disappears. But the faint sound of that moment was still captured by the divine clone.

In the middle of the river, above the whirlpool.

A tired smile finally bloomed on his face, and he was still clutching the hilt of his sword. The white clothes fluttering and fluttering, the canoe under him has been swept away, and it has long since disappeared. Feeling the continuous dripping of the scorched earth by the river, the space world inside the black sword is like a fairyland, and the water mist is steaming.

Something heavy fell and fell into the wet, scorched earth. It turned out to be a fish that was pumped in, and the fish that escaped the scorching of the heavenly dome and the fire and sun, fell to the ground, writhed and struggled twice and did not move.

Continued to clasp the Moyang Sword frantically, pumping away the cold water of the two rivers. The consumption of true yuan was too intense, and Lin Yusheng, who felt more and more tired, began to be confused.

The drowsy body suddenly stirred and turned to consciousness. He shook his head twice and continued to hold his sword. At this time, his spirit was so sluggish that he could no longer be distracted to control the black flame clone, and the divine consciousness clone inside the big sword floated out and returned to the spiritual platform to sit and recuperate.

The downstream Yuhang River waterway has sunk more than a few zhang very obviously, and some slightly larger building ships have run aground, and only the ships that have reached the center of the river have been spared.

"What's the situation!, why hasn't our ship moved?" the silver-robed young man asked in surprise.

The shipman said loudly: "Childe, we are stranded, and we can't leave for the time being!"

"What a strange thing! In half a lifetime of sailing on this big river, it is the first time that the water has slowed down and the water has dried up!"

"Yes, I've never heard of this reckless river receding!"

On the lower deck of the jade loft ship, the ship's helmsman talked one after another.

Another three days have passed.

Lin Yusheng, who had already fainted from exhaustion, was still holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, maintaining the downward pressure. Now it's not so much a man with a sword as a sword bearer. The hands have been glued together with the hilt of Moyang's sword, and those who don't know will think that this is the unity of human and sword.

In the past ten days, the river has obviously receded a lot. But the speed at which the black greatsword was drawn was also slowing down, perhaps because the internal space had been watered by the water of the cold river. Or it may be caused by the depletion of Lin Yusheng's true yuan and the lack of energy. In the eyes of the sword grid, the black hole suction was no longer as terrifying as it was at the beginning.

The sleeves of the robe fluttering in the wind, the corners of the placket fluttering gently. On the chest of the young man in white, there was a sudden wriggling and drumming, as if some living thing was arching everywhere inside. The white-clothed young man who held the sword and froze still, moved his neckline twice, and his two ears poked out, and then the orange plush little head also came out.

"Meow!" a hoarse cat meowed.

Looking up at the young man's chin, seeing that the owner was unaware, the cat was a little anxious, and wanted to scratch it twice to wake it up. Just twisting his body and sticking out his front paws, his ears flicked as if he heard something, and the cat turned his head vigilantly to search.

"Meow!" whimpered in horror and howled.

The burning black flames, whirring in the breeze, the black greatsword obviously slowed down the pumping of the river, and the rolling cold river was slowly recovering its water level.