Chapter 197: Gods have no hatred

"Ah, my flying sword." As a disciple of the early stage of Jindan exclaimed, the sword that struggled violently in his hand finally regained his freedom, broke free from his palms, and flew towards the formation formed by the five light columns.

With the first one, there will be a second one. Everyone can feel that their flying swords are resisting, wanting to leave the master's palm and fly towards the formation. As the formation becomes brighter and brighter, the sword's resistance becomes more and more intense. All the flying swords are out of the master's control and rotate around the five huge columns of light. Even the spiritual weapon-level swords cannot resist the suction power of this formation, and even the immortal weapon is greatly affected.

There were nearly 300,000 disciples of Shushan present. But there were more than 300,000 flying swords in Shushan? Countless flying swords that had been treasured in Shushan for a hundred years were re-seeing the sunshine, radiating their glorious colors, coming to the sky, rotating around the five pillars of light.

The light column was as high as tens of thousands of meters, but at that distance, it was already densely filled with flying swords. All the flying swords seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, running on a mysterious trajectory.

At first glance, millions of flying swords floated above the people, covering the entire sky. The shock brought by this inexplicable pressure can only be described as horror. Everyone looked at the sky with fear, fearing that the millions of flying swords would no longer float and fell down together.

"What's going on? That's the case?" Everything that happened in front of him completely exceeded the understanding of Tianhen Zhenren. Tianhen Zhenren felt that he was like a primary school student, and he knew nothing about this wonderful formation.

"It's really magical. There have never been any collisions in the running trajectory of millions of flying swords. If all this is controlled by humans, then this person's spiritual consciousness is too powerful." Mie Qing and the demon beast of the Tribulation Period had temporarily stopped at this time. All their eyes were attracted by the millions of flying swords and they had no intention of fighting again.

The light in the formation lit up for a long time, and finally it seemed as if the energy was about to be exhausted, slowly dimming. As soon as the light dimmed, the flying swords flew back according to the original path as if they had their own memories. Whose flying swords flew to the hand of whom, without any confusion. Even the ownerless flying swords returned to their own place and fell asleep quietly. However, after such a fuss today, I believe they will find a new master soon.

Millions of flying swords are in their place. The fact that such a god calls him is incredible to everyone. They look at the slowly dimming formation among the five pillars of light in a daze, wondering what is going on there.

"Congratulations to Brother Wuhen for cultivating the body of the gods and achieving the way of the sword gods." Before the light in the formation faded, Bai Long arched his hand towards the formation and said with a smile.

"The body of the god? The way of the sword god!?" Bailong did not deliberately lower his voice. Most cultivators could hear these words.

After the light faded, the five light pillars gradually disappeared with the dimness of the formation. The surging vitality between heaven and earth was also completely absorbed by the formation. A figure who was not very real appeared on the formation. Who was Wuhen who died at the hands of Tianhen?

Wuhen glanced at Tianhen who was standing not far away, then looked at Bailong beside him, and quickly bowed to him and said, "Thank you, Brother Bai, for your accomplishment. If it weren't for your five swords, Wuhen would have lost his soul. How could I have achieved today."

Bai Long waved his hand gently and said, "All this is your chance, you don't have to thank me."

Wuhen's eyes returned to the real man Tianhen: "Tianhen, it seems that I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would not have been able to cultivate the current body of the gods and become the real sword god Wuhen."

"What exactly is the body of a god?" Tianhen Zhenren looked at Wuhen vigilantly. Wuhen now looked very unreal, but the pressure brought him was even greater than that of any master. Even when facing the three giants in the Hopeless Mountains, he had never felt this way.

Wuhen was asked by Tianhen, and he was slightly stunned. After a while, he said embarrassedly: "I also heard those five fellow Taoists say that the only hope I can survive is to cultivate the body of a god. As for what this body of a god is..." Wuhen looked at Bailong. Since Bailong could recognize his body of a god at a glance, he must know the background of the body of a god.

Bailong smiled softly and said, "Those five spirits are really bold. If it weren't for your blood-refining sword-heart method that made you six of them become one, the possibility of you becoming a divine body this time is almost zero." After a pause, Bailong explained, "The so-called divine body refers to the cultivation method of elves and ghosts that have no entity and are formed from the world. It is referred to as the God Cultivation."

"Cultivate God." Just these two words, the shock that Wuhen brought to Wuhen was extraordinary.

Bailong pointed to a land under his feet and said, "If the land in this area forms the pure land energy and produces true spirits, as long as he practices hard, he can cultivate into the god of the earth in time." He pointed to a mountain in the distance and said, "A mountain is influenced by the energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon all year round to produce true spirits. As long as he succeeds in cultivation, he will become the mountain god of that mountain. A mountain can cultivate a mountain god, a river can cultivate a river god, and similarly, a sword can cultivate a sword god."

"Sword God?" Wuhen still didn't understand: "A person becomes a ghost after death, he should be a ghost, right? How can I become a sword God?"

"If the sword spirit of the sword is equivalent to our cultivators, then the sword god is equivalent to the cultivator who has cultivated Mahayana and is ranked among the immortal class. You are originally a human body, and you can reach a symbiotic contract with the five sword spirits to refine the sword heart. The human and sword are united, and the sword and man are one, so it can also be called part of the sword. When you are killed by Tianhen, the five sword spirits have to merge with you in order to save you. In this way, under the advantage of five to one, you will naturally become the body of the sword spirit. And the five sword spirits are not far from achieving the sword spirit. If the five are united and achieving the sword spirit, it will naturally come naturally."

After such an explanation, Wuhen suddenly realized: "So, I have now achieved the cultivation level of an immortal?"

After hearing Bai Long's words, Mie Qing and others congratulated Wuhen: "Congratulations to Brother Wuhen." Naturally, some envy was inevitable in their words. They worked hard to cultivate to the stage of God Transformation, but Wuhen also achieved enlightenment in one day and cultivated the magical powers like immortals.

However, thinking about the dangers of this kind of cultivation, they felt relieved.

"The sword spirit becomes a god mainly depends on the texture of his body. Two mountains become a mountain god. One mountain stretches for tens of millions of miles, and one mountain only has a size of a hundred miles. The achievement and the size of magical powers all depend on the innate nature. How strong are you? Are you already stronger than an immortal? Isn't there a good assistant here?" Bai Long said, pointing to the real person Tianhen who was listening to the clouds and fog.

Wuhen is actually the same as Xuan Chu. However, the strength difference between the two is too big. One is the ancient life in the Hongmeng period, the other is just becoming a sword god, and even the body has not completely solidified, which is not the same level at all.

Wuhen Jing Bailong pointed his finger and his eyes fell on Tianhen Zhenren. He had just cultivated into the Sword God, and he really needed an opponent to make him adapt. To adapt to the Sword God's fighting method.

"Don't think that if you have cultivated a mutant life form, you are qualified to be arrogant in front of me. I don't care about you, the god sword god, under my immortal sword, everyone has only one way to die." Tianhen Zhenren felt very uncomfortable being looked down upon by others. Although he was a little afraid of the white dragon, he didn't take Wuhen seriously. Although Wuhen's cultivation has improved greatly and has reached a new level.

The magical powers possessed by the sword god are inseparable from the body. Gods and humans are the same, and they can practice sword techniques. Some gods are extremely powerful when they are born, and some gods are difficult to achieve success until the end of their cultivation. This is the difference between cultivating gods and cultivating immortals.

Wuhen's original body is the five swords. The instrument spirits in these five swords were created by Xuan Chu, the ancient sword spirit, and their magical powers were naturally extraordinary. Wuhen tied with one hand, and a fiery red bird flew up from his hand and dissipated in the air. He stretched out his hand again, and a blue sword blade quickly rotated around his hand.

"Boy, just let the horse attack over. I am disdainful of you to take action first, so as not to ruin your reputation." Tianhen said impatiently when he saw Wuhen playing tricks. He said this. It did not mean that he was generous, but because he was not familiar with the attack methods of the gods, which was called Wuhen attacking first.

After using the energy in his body just now, Wuhen gradually found some tricks. He saw a piece of his right hand, and four flying swords of different colors appeared next to him instantly, floating quietly. They were the four swords of the blue dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the black twilight. As for the Qilin sword, it is equivalent to Wuhen's body, and cannot be easily taken out to fight with others.

As soon as the four swords came out, Wuhen just moved his mind. The illusion attack that had to be completed by pinching magic tricks was already launched when his mind was formed. As a sword god, these four swords were equivalent to his body. He could understand any changes in the four swords.
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