Li Sheng was draped with long hair, sitting cross-legged on a broken wooden board, drifting towards the Luosha Sea City by the waves of sea water. The cold and vigorous sea breeze blew on him in the early morning, but he looked like he was completely unaware of anything.

Just a while ago, Du Xu passed him a set of sword techniques for fighting in mortals, and then took Ling Yun away, leaving him alone to complete the task assigned by Du Xu before leaving. Li Sheng didn't know how to survive the vast sea area of ​​hundreds of miles between the reef where he was settled and the Rakshasa Sea City, so he simply didn't think about it so much, and casually filled the broken wooden boards left by the sea boat as a raft, allowing the current to push forward.

Just between the boundless and vast sea, Li Sheng's mood calmed down surprisingly, forgot hatred and resentment, forgot the sorrow and troubles, opened his heart, felt the fresh sea breeze, the beauty of nature, and felt a kind of relaxation that he had never experienced before.

It seemed that in this ignorance, his long-tight mind had been relaxed and sublimated, and the world was completely renewed.

Under this situation, Li Sheng's mind diverged like never before, and entered a state of enlightenment and vagueness. The more than ten thousand words of mental method Du Xu passed to him flowed through his mind. Unconsciously, Li Sheng entrenched his body into a strange posture, which was one of the thirty-six human body illustrations passed down by Du Xu.

The breathing was long and lingering, and a warm current rose to Li Sheng's lower abdomen. With the frequency of breathing, it fluctuated like a tide of sea current, bringing a warm current of fire to his body, wandering around his limbs and bones, very comfortable.

Li Sheng sat down on the raft of ups and downs, as if bound by a huge force, like a wild beast that had not yet melted, and roared and struggled. Li Sheng's breathing cleverly overlapped with the frequency of struggle. He only felt that his mind seemed to have come to an infinitely broad space, rising and disappearing, exhaling and inhaling, and a wild and gentle mind. The origin of all life and the power of destruction, the tide is its pulse, and the tolerance is its mind, which is the greatness and magic that belongs to the ocean.

The white strange-shaped long sword on its back emitted a slight water-colored light, blending with the white mist-like true energy in Li Sheng's body. It nourishes each other, and a trace of vague spirituality grows on the long sword, which is closely linked to Li Sheng's mind.

Before we knew it, the raft was approaching the Rakshasa Sea. A huge current flowed here for eternity, bringing convenience to the sea merchants and fishermen in all directions. Li Sheng was also fortunate to use this current to travel to the Rakshasa Sea City at a high speed. However, the convenience brought by the sea current is not only the welfare of these people, but also the convenience for some people, such as pirates!

Dozens of white sails appeared between the sea and the sky and quickly approached. Huge and sea boats rode the wind and waves, and rose up against the sea current, causing huge splashes of water. The rumbling sound of water sounded behind Li Sheng, and a huge warship was approaching quickly. There were dozens of blue cloth sailors wrapped in heads, all holding weapons, with amazing evil spirits.

Li Sheng glanced at them, as if he was ignorant of anything. He crossed his legs and fell into consciousness.

The huge warship sped past Li Sheng, causing huge waves, and pushed out the small raft where Li Sheng lived for hundreds of meters. With Li Sheng's eyesight, he could clearly see the teeth of the sailor Huangdi on it and smell the faint smell of rotten smell on their bodies.

A slightly neat leader in the sailor suddenly untied a powerful bone bow from behind. He put on a triangular rust iron arrow, and with a thundering sound, the feather arrow turned into a thread of black light and shot directly into Li Sheng's heart.

Li Sheng's face was impermanent, as if he was unaware of it. He did not dodge or avoid it. In his spiritual consciousness, the fast iron arrow was like a clumsy moth, with its trajectory path clearly visible, and his right hand was as fast as a phantom, waiting on the path of the long arrow, gently clamping it three inches in front of his heart.

The sailors on the warship did not see this scene. They laughed endlessly on the ship, praising the leader's "arrow technique is like a god" and "passing through the sun with hundreds of steps". The leader laughed several times, then unloaded a long arrow from his back and aimed at Li Sheng's head.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he could see the gentle smile on Li Sheng's face clearly. No one could believe that the smile of life like this would come from the face of a dead person. His right hand thrust three times on the bowstring like a phantom. The three long arrows aimed at Li Sheng's three key points, blocking the three feet of space.

Li Sheng gently untied the sword from his back, as if he was like a wanderer going out for a garden, as calm and elegant as he had time to tidy up his wrinkled robe. The sword seemed to be a dragonfly, and it flew over three long arrows and easily pushed it away.

Stepping out, the water waves bloom like lotus flowers. Before the toe can sink into the water three inches, it was just an alternation. The pirates on the boat only saw the water-colored lotus flowers blooming one by one, getting closer and closer. A white figure was leisurely walking through the lotus flowers. A flower in front of him, and the figure had already passed by the water like a flying swallow and appeared in front of them.

The sword path is not the way of mind, not the way of outstripping, it is the way of killing one's life and death. It cannot be so gentle and elegant, so elegant and outstripping, and the fairy-like bones, under its gentle surface, contains the blood and coldness of killing and death. The sword path is killing, death, many troubles, all external demons, such as my awe-inspiring determination, is a natural choice for one life to deprive another life.

For no reason, this warning appeared in Li Sheng's heart. Du Xu said to him as he was about to leave, and in front of him, the blood flowers blooming beside the pirate's neck, and when the sword edge passed by, he remembered this sentence again.

Looking up, I saw the familiar flag floating on the ship, with the three words "Nether Bee" written in seal script, and a lifelike evil dragon depicting it, making waves. A man with his upper body on his face "chiluo" beside him asked sternly: "Who are you? How dare you cause trouble for our nest of Neptune Bee!"

As soon as he said this, Li Sheng's sword edge quietly cut through the sky. A cold and cold light drew out along an arc, flashing several times in front of several people with an unspeakable strange rhythm. Each time, it was accompanied by the splashing blood. The last word "告" sounded, and a small blood line appeared on the pirate's neck that was shouting loudly at Li Sheng. The next moment, the head soared into the sky.

Illusion sword technique, shadow sword technique, return wind and fall geese sword intent, and evil-repelling sword technique reappears in the world.

Several heavy objects hit the ground sounded, and the sailors and pirates all over the boat had not yet come back to their senses from the shock. Li Sheng had turned into a phantom and merged into the air. The sharp edge of the strange-shaped feathered sword flashed, piercing through the sea breeze that was passing by. A melodious flute sound was played on the narrow deck.

The mind and spirit are united in the sword, and the murderous aura flows into the sword, but forgets in the heart. The inner breath surging in the body and the sword edge in the hand produce a harmonious resonance, and the sword energy flies out.

The strange-shaped long sword swung, and the dim white sword light spread out. The layers of sword energy rolled out like clouds and gas rolled out, like mist flowing, covering the entire area, causing blood to splash.

At that moment, Li Sheng fell into a wonderful state of no thoughts and no thoughts. In the unconscious state, the peaceful inner breath in his body flowed out from the sword tip and turned into silky and cottony sword energy, sharp and solemn. After killing everyone in the range, he rolled back into Li Sheng's body, and it was still peaceful and brocade. But there was a faint sharp breath, like a needle hidden in the brocade, which had a change in nature.

The inner breath triggered the white long sword in Li Sheng's hand, and suddenly fogged into billions of sword lights, and gushed out from his pores. The strange-shaped long sword trembled slightly, and agilely triggered the misting inner breath around Li Sheng, and together they turned into a three-foot-long dim sword light. It wrapped Li Sheng and flew to the next battleship.

Li Sheng felt that he and the flying sword had become one, and his body turned into a three-foot sword light, allowing the spiritual consciousness to command the agile wandering around. With a thought, the sword energy swept across the four directions, like his arm, which was agile and quick to pass through the vital points of everyone on the boat.

The inner breath flowed through. The thick water vapor rolled from the sea, gathering and condensing bit by bit. The three-foot-long dim sword light became a little brighter in a blink of an eye. A light jump broke through the sky and appeared on the next warship.

"Boy, dare!" A sharp shout rang out in all directions, and a miserable green sword light rose into the air on the main ship. He fought with Li Sheng's sword light several times in the sky. The white sharp sword light cut the miserable green sword light into a stream of light, dimming as if he had been hit hard. The voice of the body groaned with a heartache and hurriedly took back the sword light.

Before Li Sheng could pursue the victory, the voice came from an ugly man in green on the main ship and said in a muffled voice: "Fellow up, fellow Taoist, we are just passing by here. The people on the ship make their own decisions and provoke fellow Taoist, which is a way to kill himself. Even if fellow Taoist is angry, the person who killed the three ships should be relieved! I will kill his whole family when I go back and apologize to fellow Taoist!"

Li Sheng said calmly: "I'm waiting for you again. Whether he has him or not is going to fight!"

"I wonder where we offended fellow Taoists?" The man in green suppressed his rising anger and asked kindly.

"The master has a fate. I have fallen into the hands of you and others in the past and almost dies. So I come to understand my old grudges and obey my orders!" Li Shengsen said.

The voice was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "That's nothing to talk about?"

Li Sheng did not answer, and the sword light shot directly at the man in green, the sword energy bloomed layer by layer, killing the whole body. The man in green hand tucked his hands and leaned over to his mouth and nose, sprayed out a deep white floating fire that was covered with the sky and turned into a fire wall and pushed it in front of the sword light. When the two came into contact, the sword light with awesomeness shattered like a bubble.

Sword-controlling technique. Double flying swallows.

The two flying swallows in front of the house for a long time, and the green lights are graceful. The grass is getting thicker and the flowers are traced by butterflies, and the wings are spread silently. After the white sword light is broken, two gentle and silent sword lights are like colorful butterflies, changing thousands of times, and unpredictable traces. This sword light is one of the several sword techniques that Du Xu has been thinking hard for a long time. It draws on many clever changes in martial arts, and can be said to be extremely ingenious.

Unfortunately, Du Xu's swordsmanship reached a new level after he went to a higher level. The original swordsmanship was abandoned because he took the wrong path. Du Xu was quite sorry and passed it to Li Sheng as a killer move.

The two flying swallows on the beam are graceful and graceful. This is the gentlest sword, like the "qingen", like the fragrance of flowers and plants; flowers and butterflies sway and storm, and the sword silences and wind and rain. This is also the strangest sword, like the trajectory of colorful butterflies, like the sound of wind and rain.

In Du Xu's opinion, such swordsmanship is already the ultimate swordsmanship on earth. If he had not seen the swordsmanship realm above the human world, this might be the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world. Even a monk who had just entered the Tao could threaten the figures in the realm of Earth Immortal if he had a superior flying sword.

Is the man in green a ground immortal? Of course not. So how could he block such a sword light? He only saw the shadows of two sword lights, and felt his body lightening, his eyes rolling in the air, and his eyes turned dark before his eyes, and he didn't know the world.

"Bold!" A stern shout came from the boat. Li Sheng looked up and saw a short and clownish old man in black rolling his sleeves, exploding more than a dozen bright lightning balls, rushing towards him. Li Sheng keenly felt the power that was stirring in the thunder group, crazy and vast, and could almost destroy hundreds of miles.

"Haha!" A familiar and crisp laughter suddenly sounded. Li Sheng felt very familiar when he heard it, just like the unique voice of his junior sister Ling Yun.

At the same time, a bright and huge sword light, with the wonderful feeling of eternal vastness, obscure yin and yang, dark and deep, came from the sky, with the aura and power that made the dwarf in black feel a sense of danger, covering dozens of miles of distance.

"What is this?" The dwarf in black had only had time to turn around this thought, and it dissipated in front of Li Sheng's eyes.

Li Sheng saw the most indescribable scene in his life. Dozens of sea boats, as if time had been frozen, solidified in the sword light. All the lives on it seemed to have experienced billions of years in an instant, turning into ashes inch by inch.

The sharp sword energy was exactly the same as Li Sheng's practice, but the mystery and greatness were even more than a hundred times better. Li Sheng seemed to see the road to the future and suddenly became clear. The next moment, the sword energy disappeared without a trace, and a figure in white furrowed away, but this feeling was deeply engraved in Li Sheng's heart.

He bent down and bowed deeply toward Du Xu's departure, and said in his heart: "Disciple, thank Master for preaching the Dharma!"

PS: During the National Day holiday, I tried to update twice. Even if I couldn’t update twice, I would increase the number of words. The number of words has increased a little in the past few days, but do you find that it has not been!
Chapter completed!