The climate is still extremely gentle, and the calmness continues on this eighth day. The difference is that buildings are raised not far from Butterfly Valley. These towers are specially used to accommodate monks from Black Wind Village.

Shiraishi continued to merge with the sword in the Butterfly Valley. Ten years ago, he had successfully merged the eighth sword, but it took a hundred years to merge the nine swords, but it never came true!

There seems to be no changes in the spring, summer, autumn and winter seasons in Butterfly Valley. Bai Shi stood in the sky, with clouds above his head, holding a dragon roar sword in his hand. Seven swords had been fused into the dragon roar sword, and in front of him, there was a white ice sword floating.

He has maintained this posture for ten years. Over the past ten years, he has been meditating and exploring, and has never been able to merge the ninth sword into the Dragon Roar Sword, as if it was because the Dragon Roar Sword had reached a saturation. But Shiraishi knew that it was not the case! It must be that he had something to understand.

The long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and while thinking, Bai Shi's eyes flashed with golden flames: "For so many years, I have never been able to successfully merge the ninth sword, and I can't understand the mystery of it if I can meditate and think deeply. When I merged those swords, I also had a certain level of cultivation in the realm of Buddha. With my current cultivation level, I should be able to defeat some Buddhas when I enter the ninth day... But I am still not sure if I fight with the sword emperor."

Shiraishi stood in the air, his expression was terrifyingly plain. While pondering inside, his eyes gathered on the white sword, he jumped up suddenly, and then waved his palm and pressed against the white sword.

With a bang, the white sword made a roar. But Bai Shi's body retreated. Finally, he reluctantly stopped in the air, looked at the floating white sword, and sighed: "It's still not possible."

Over the years, Ouyang Jingjing has been in the Butterfly Valley, and she has also entered the realm of Buddha. In recent years, she has been practicing the state of mind. Her unique soul purity has also made her feel strange in the realm of Buddha. But compared to Bai Shi, it is still insignificant.

On this day, Shiraishi landed from the air into Butterfly Valley. He had already made a choice in his heart. After finding the dancer, he told the dancer about his inner choice: "Mother, I have never been able to integrate the Ninth Sword over the years! I have tried any method. So I think, maybe it is related to this barrier... so I want to step into the ninth day."

The dancer smiled faintly. There was no sign of rejection in his smile: "It has never been a good thing to step into that ninth day to understand the fusion of the nine swords. Over the years, I have never told you that in that ninth day, it has actually become a battlefield. Countless Buddhas exist, but countless Buddhas fall into it again. And their goal is to get the dragon ball."

"Dragon Ball?" Bai Shi frowned slightly, and accidentally remembered the divine dragon in the jade spiral.

The dancer nodded and said, "In the ninth day, the war has turned into a piece of slurry, and a divine dragon is imprisoned in a certain slurry. However, this divine dragon is the sword emperor and cannot be approached!"
Chapter completed!