This world is quite hazy, as if it is raining lightly, but in fact it is not.

There is plenty of moisture here, the air is fresh and smells of water.

"You put the two divine swords into your body here, and I will perfect my water mind method."

Ming Rangpang said and swept away into the distance.

Su Hun sat down cross-legged, adjusted his mentality, and took out the First Sword. In an instant, the First Sword Qi penetrated through him, drowning him.

He has already refined four divine swords, so he knows this procedure very well.

In the world of water, Su Hun is sitting cross-legged, the aura around his body is constantly changing, and there is sword energy flowing horizontally.

But in the end, everything calmed down, and a little bit of breath began to spread in his body, like the initial power of the beginning of the world.

Su Hun closed his eyes and rehearsed the sword technique in his mind.

His physical body moved along, but very slowly.

In his hand, the sword vibrated at first, and then with a slight wave, a sword energy shot out.

Su Hun frowned and continued practicing.

His physical body kept swinging the sword, and the sword energy he swung gradually changed.

At a certain moment, after a chaotic sword energy was swung out, Su Hun suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and quickly swung the sword.

This is a very gentle swordsmanship, without the kind of ups and downs or violent attacks. It is always as smooth as water, but it has the feeling of a heavy sword without an edge, and a great road without action.

Su Hun sheathed his sword and stood up, closing his eyes and feeling for a moment. As he exhaled a breath of turbid air, his whole body became lighter.

"From the beginning, the swordsmanship...has been mastered."

Next, he began to refine the Seven-Word Sword.

One, two, three...

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum...

It's like the sound of heaven falling from the sky and resounding throughout the world, or like the great Buddha sitting cross-legged at the end of the sky, expounding the supreme Dharma.

I don't know how long it took, but Su Hun stood up and slowly swung his sword. Every time the sword edge cut through the void, the space rippled, and blurry big characters loomed.

Before the sword is drawn, people can feel the power of Tao which is pure and uncontested.

Su Hun finally understood the Seven Words Sword Technique.

He has obtained six of the nine divine swords, and more than half of them are in his hands. In the process of enlightening the sword, Su Hun gradually had a different feeling.

Each of the nine divine swords has different powers, and the sword techniques are also different, but Su Hun gradually feels that there are three thousand avenues, different paths leading to the same destination.

The six sword techniques are interconnected with each other.

This feeling is clearer than before.

He had speculated before, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to use four swords to perform a single slash.

"The nine divine swords are originally fragments of the most pure sword in the world. Although they were all born from chaos, they were originally formed after the most pure sword in the world was broken into pieces."

"One-step slashing...should be the most pure swordsmanship!"

Su Hun made a guess, but he didn't think deeply about it. He only had six swordsmanships now, and he couldn't touch pure swordsmanship yet. He could only integrate the six swordsmanships.
Chapter completed!