Chapter Eighty-One: Flying Sword

  "This, this is..."

  Ye Han stared at the scene inside his inner vision, completely stunned. What was going on? How could it be that in just three days and three nights, there were suddenly several more things in his body, in his dantian?!

  Look at those round, golden things rolling around ceaselessly in that broken and tattered black small cauldron, incredibly mysterious, could this be the legendary Golden Elixir?

  However, Ye Han himself did not believe in this speculation. As a master of internal martial arts, he was like a hermit who practiced qigong in the ancient mountains and forests, with terrifying strength that could toss cauldrons and throw elephants, running at full speed faster than a galloping horse, with pure yang energy like a raging fire, and blood and qi like a pillar. Any evil spirits couldn't get close to him, his physical strength was unimaginable, and even the anesthetic that could knock out an elephant wouldn't work on him. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was already a "land-based immortal" who could defy the wind and drink dew.

  But he himself doesn't believe in cultivating immortality or asking about the Tao. Living in this world, maintaining physical function requires consuming a lot of energy, so the more one practices martial arts, the bigger their appetite and the more they eat, just to maintain the vitality of their internal energy and blood. It's hard to imagine that a weak and frail person is a master of martial arts. The human body isn't a nuclear reactor; if it only relied on wind and dew for sustenance, it would probably starve to death before becoming immortal. In ancient times, "Bigu" (avoiding grains) did exist, but that was because practitioners had robust internal energy and physical strength beyond imagination, allowing them to lock in their body heat and maintain basic functions. However, this isn't a long-term solution.

  Otherwise, not eating for ten days or half a month would render even a highly skilled martial artist unable to exert any strength. This is determined by human biology, and even at Ye Han's current level, he needs to consume large amounts of food every day to maintain his state of vigor, although in this world of high martial arts, the situation is different, but at least someone like Ye Han can't do it yet.

  What is meant by 'cultivating the truth' is cultivating one's true nature as it is, with a complete and perfect mental state. This is actually the essence of internal martial arts, but has been misunderstood by people.

  "What's going on with these six golden pellets that suddenly appeared in the dantian within his body?!"

  Ye Han's brow furrowed suddenly at this time, "Not right, six? Could it be..."

  He seemed to have suddenly remembered something and hurriedly did an internal check again.

  "One, two, three, four...... That's right, six!"

  Ye Han took a deep breath and suddenly thought of a possibility.

  "Could it be..."

  He suddenly remembered that when Hunyuan Ding swallowed the six sword intents 'Golden Sword Grass' on Emperor Ta's body, those six sword intents were imprinted on the body of Hunyuan Ding. As for the heaven and earth treasure 'Golden Sword Grass', it was unknown whether it was destroyed by the sword intent or lost. Now, calculating, it just happens to be six!

  With this in mind, Ye Han tried to see if he could manipulate the Hunyuan Cauldron and take out one of the round, golden 'Golden Elixirs' from within it. To his surprise, he actually succeeded.

  Ye Han only felt a chill in his hand, and a small, moist but resilient ball with an icy metallic texture appeared in his hand. Suddenly, he felt a movement in the center of his palm, and the "Golden Elixir" seemed to want to escape, slightly jumping in his palm.

  Ye Han was shocked and quickly grasped his palm, and the 'Golden Elixir' immediately calmed down.

  His two fingers were like pincers, pinching it tightly, and the round, golden, pigeon-egg-sized pellet seemed extraordinary. It was still bouncing restlessly in his hand, trying to break free from his fingertips and fly away. This was still Ye Han; if it were someone else, they might not be able to hold onto this thing with just two fingers. One could imagine how great the power within this small golden pellet was.

  At the moment he grasped the golden bullet, Ye Han knew that this was the previous 'Golden Sword Grass'.

  Just as the two fingers pinched, a weak and pure sword energy hidden in the deepest part of the golden bullet immediately rebounded, piercing through Ye Han's skin, like a needle prick. Even though Ye Han's palm had undergone a second fusion with the strongest 'Divine Seal' of the Green Dragon clan, it was still unable to defend against it.

  It can be imagined that the sword intent hidden deep within the golden bullet was so pure, if it wasn't too weak, even Ye Han wouldn't dare to catch it with his bare hands.

  Feeling the sword intent hidden in the golden bullet, and still jumping restlessly between his fingers, a pigeon egg-sized, round and shiny golden bullet, suddenly an idea surged into Ye Han's mind, and that idea grew bigger and bigger in his brain, finally making his entire heart start to burn with excitement.

  "Round as a grain, moving yet still, can stretch and straighten, can bend and curve...... Isn't this the best flying sword embryo?"

  Although Ye Han was a master of internal martial arts, he still envied the legendary flying swords of the immortals. After all, who wouldn't covet such a powerful weapon that could behead an enemy from a thousand miles away? However, he also knew that those stories were false. The true source of flying swords actually came from the mouths of high-level internal martial artists who had cultivated their skills to the point of perfection, where they could unleash a single, mighty blast of energy that could shatter anything in its path. This energy was known as "Xiantian Gang Qi" and was said to be able to cleave through gold and silver like paper, and even cut down tree trunks with ease. However, this ability had its limitations - the internal martial artist's Xiantian Gang Qi was fueled by their physical body and limited by the amount of energy they could store in their Dan Tian (a point in the lower abdomen). Once that energy was depleted, the power would fade, and even at its peak, it couldn't reach more than 20 meters. It was far from the mythical flying swords that could travel vast distances.

  Of course, the legend of flying swords is vague and boundless, it's just a rumor, but at present, the six grains of 'Golden Sword Grass' that Ye Han obtained have turned into pigeon eggs, which are almost indistinguishable from the legendary 'Sword Pills' and 'Sword Marrows' in those immortal heroic novels...

  The 'Golden Sword Grass' was originally a top-ranked strange grass in the 'Heavenly Flower Spirit Medicine Strange Grass List', said to be born from the unyielding sword intent of the ancient sword tomb, and naturally carried a hint of sword aura. These six Golden Sword Grasses were even more so the carriers of the six extremely terrifying 'Sword Intents', although now the sword intents had dissipated and been imprinted on the body of the Hunyuan Cauldron, still leaving behind a hint within the Golden Sword Grasses, which was then nurtured by the mysterious Hunyuan Cauldron, resulting in some slight but strange changes to their structure.

  "If I can really cultivate these six golden, round pellets into flying swords, my strength will probably skyrocket instantly! Even if I encounter the Dark Assassins of Mandala again after leaving, I won't be afraid..."

  Ye Han's heart was filled with even more thoughts and emotions.

  He was originally a decisive person, decided to try it out, but how could he make the few grains of golden sword grass shrink into a round, golden bullet and activate it for his own use? Ye Han thought of his greatest advantage at the moment - spiritual consciousness...

  "Void Mind Intention Formless Sword Body Great Method"

  Ye Han thought of a possibility, could it be that the formless sword energy created by Void Mind Force can be merged into the spherical bullet, and then use this to propel it, forming a flying sword that can kill in a hundred steps?

  As soon as he thought about it, Ye Han's eyes snapped open, and with a 'clang', the Void Sword hummed to life, a semi-transparent, formless sword aura hovering before his eyes.

  "Go!" Ye Han pointed with one hand, and the golden pellet formed by the 'Golden Sword Grass' shot out like it knew disaster was approaching. With a whooshing sound, it flew towards the outside of the cave, but its speed couldn't compare to the formless sword energy in the air, which was condensed from Ye Han's willpower and arrived instantly, without any concept of speed.

  "Clang!" In an instant, the invisible Void Sword Qi arrived, striking the golden bullet that had just been shot out. However, instead of cutting it in two as expected, it suddenly merged into it...

  At that moment, the golden pellet suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if there were two different souls fighting each other inside it. It was still for a moment, then trembled, and its color changed unpredictably. Suddenly, with a "hum" sound, the suspended golden pellet burst into a flash of golden light, which turned out to be a peculiar small golden sword, similar in shape to the previous "Golden Sword Grass", but even sharper. The two-inch-long, one-finger-wide blade kept trembling, stirring up the air and creating ripples like water waves.

  "Good!" Ye Han's face flashed with joy, but his hands didn't stop moving. He pointed like a sword, and another formless sword energy shot out from his brow, merging into the small golden sword floating in mid-air not far away. The sword's trembling amplitude immediately decreased, as if the fusion of the void sword energy was gradually suppressing the golden sword's own spirituality under Ye Han's mental power...

  But Ye Hansheng knew that this was a crucial moment and couldn't afford to relax even slightly, continuing to condense the Void Sword Qi, merging with it, one path, two paths, three paths, four paths, five paths, six paths...

  It wasn't until the tenth fusion that it finally stopped, Ye Han looked at the golden small sword floating in the distance and saw that it had stopped trembling. Its spiritual nature was completely suppressed, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He beckoned with his hand, "Come here!"

  As soon as he spoke, a "clang" was heard, and a golden light flashed from afar. In an instant, the small golden sword had already arrived in front of him, emitting a faint golden glow.

  Ye Han burst out laughing, continuing to refine the pellets according to the method, turning the other five round and shiny golden pellets formed from Jin Xian Cao into fake flying swords!

  It was unknown how long had passed when Ye Han sat on the ground, his back completely soaked with sweat, and his face and forehead were covered in sweat. Suddenly, a golden light filled the room.

  By his side, in six directions, six round and shiny pellets floated in mid-air, continuously spitting out thin, needle-like sword energy, emitting a faint sharp aura...

  Ye Han gazed at all of this, the wild joy in his heart was simply indescribable. With these six flying swords, he now had the strongest attack that combined the internal family fist with the giant dragon bloodline's 'Divine Branding', and from a distance, he had the 'thousand miles to take the enemy's head, like searching for something in one's pocket' Hundred Steps Flying Sword. His strength had suddenly surged by more than 30%! Only by combining the wisdom of ancient times with the unimaginable things of this life could such a lethal weapon that combined two great worlds be born. Besides Ye Han, who else could achieve this?

  Moreover, he felt that he had inadvertently solved a major problem in his spiritual practice of mental power. The reason why the "Void Mind Intentionless Sword Body Great Method" can be listed as one of the top spiritual mind power methods is that it is superimposable. One formless sword energy can split into two formless sword energies, and two formless sword energies can split into four formless sword energies, which will produce a very terrible power when continuously superimposed.

  But this is also its greatest weakness, because differentiating ten thousand times requires differentiating out ten thousand paths of consciousness to manipulate. However, the development of a person's brain domain has limits after all. Once the speed of brain domain development cannot keep up with the speed of invisible sword energy differentiation, people are very likely to become mentally disordered, thoroughly deranged, and even die from entering madness. This is also the reason why so many people have died while cultivating it since ancient times. Only those who truly have a high level of brain domain development dare to cultivate it, and they must be extremely careful.

  Up to now, Ye Han's Void Intent Unformed Sword Qi that can be split out has reached more than 70 paths. It is gradually becoming more difficult to control, but now he has merged 60 of them into the flying sword, and his divided consciousness has immediately decreased. Moreover, although the power of Void Intent Unformed Sword Qi is great, it is after all just a spiritual will condensed, with its own limitations. But now that it has been merged into the flying sword, it can kill souls and penetrate the material world, and its power has increased greatly!

  Moreover, the more formless sword energy Ye Han merged into these six flying swords, the greater their power became. They even gradually altered the structure of the flying swords, creating a construct similar to a spiritual energy furnace within them that drove the flying swords forward. It was hard to imagine what would happen when this accumulation reached its limit - whether these six flying swords would possess the ability to pierce through nothingness and slay ghosts and gods.

  In his mind, Ye Han was well aware of the pros and cons of the six flying swords. He sensed the six golden pellets floating around him in all directions and pointed at them like a sword, "Go!" Then he heard the sound of "whooshing...", six rays of light flashed, like golden threads, and the next moment they intertwined to form a huge golden net, crisscrossing each other.

  "Whoosh!" With a loud sound, the top rock of the distant mountain cave fell off like cutting tofu, cut into blocks of tofu-sized volume, as if precisely calculated, each block was consistent in size, not too big or too small, not light or heavy. The cutting surface at the broken end was extremely smooth, without any irregular marks.

  But Ye Han seemed dissatisfied, furrowing his brow and recalling the six golden sword lights. Although the power of these six pseudo-flying swords exceeded his expectations, every time he used them, it felt like something was off, the coordination was never tight, and he couldn't wield them with ease, leaving a rough feeling that wasn't comfortable, which was a taboo in battle!

  "In ancient times, it was always said that to cast a great sword, one had to sacrifice with blood and even use human lives to consecrate the sword. When Gan Jiang and Mo Ye were casting their swords, Mo Ye threw herself into the furnace to consecrate the sword, thus creating a pair of divine swords. According to legend, when Ou Yezi was casting his sword on Chibi Mountain, the mountain cracked open to reveal tin, the waters of the Wujiang River dried up to reveal copper, the Thunder God hammered the iron, the Rain Master swept and scattered, the Dragon King held the furnace, and the Heavenly Emperor added coal. After ten years of casting, Ou Yezi exhausted himself to death, finally creating a pure and perfect sword... Perhaps there is some profound mystery in this..."

  At this moment, Ye Han seemed to have thought of something, and with a sudden burst of energy, his body's blood and qi suddenly surged out...

  In an instant, in the mountain cave where Ye Han was sitting cross-legged, a radius of over ten meters around him suddenly became scorching hot, with his vital energy and blood like a huge furnace, bursting forth and shooting up into the sky. The surrounding air seemed to dry out instantly, evaporating all the water molecules.

  The six flying swords, amidst the surging and burning air and blood, as if being tempered in a furnace to remove impurities, suddenly produced a strange reaction. The less-than-two-inch-long, one-finger-wide sword bodies of the flying swords continuously trembled, with their golden color gradually fading away and silver color gradually rising to the surface. The six flying swords were like six black holes, with the massive air and blood frantically pouring into them, yet seemingly unable to fill them up. In Ye Han's heart, however, the connection between him and the six floating flying swords beside him suddenly became like a bond of flesh and blood, growing tighter and tighter...

  Finally, when Ye Han's surging blood and energy were less than thirty percent, the six flying swords were gradually filled. At this moment, they had greatly changed in appearance, as if they had been re-forged in a furnace, with shapes more like handle-less swords, each only about two inches long and one finger wide, with silver sword bodies flying up and down around Ye Han's body, full of spirituality, just like six small silver fish, happily jumping and leaping, compared to before, it was simply a difference between heaven and earth.

  If what was said earlier were just six icy flying swords, then now they are six sword-shaped living spirits, with the air being their water, swimming restlessly like silver fish.

  The creation is truly wonderful, and Ye Han was stunned by the incredible change before his eyes. He stood up, laughing loudly: "With Ande's sword, I'll cross the sea and behead the giant whale! After hiding for so long, it's time to settle the accounts!" As soon as he finished speaking, six small silver fish-like flying swords wrapped around him, and he shot out of the cave like a whistling arrow.

  The sudden movement startled the 'Jin Guang Bixi' who was dozing off on one side, and it almost fell into the water pit from the protruding stone block.

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