Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

boom!

In an instant.

Nearly a thousand long swords buzzed, and tens of thousands of sword qi surged towards it, drowning it, but they all regarded it as the same kind, and did not hurt it at all!

But at the same time, there is also a special sword that seems to have sensed it, and releases a hundred and thirteen sword qi aggressively, killing it suddenly!

But just when these sword qi were about to collide with the ice sword, the ice sword suddenly shattered on its own.

The next moment, Jiang Qingyu stretched out a hand into the sword formation.

Hundreds of sword qi had no time to react, so they stabbed straight into his hand.

But the sword that lost its sword energy became dim.

"The first swordsmanship, harvest one hundred and thirteen sword qi."

Jiang Qingyu looked into the abyss and saw that the sword array did not show any signs of collapse, so she breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's time to hurry."

"Next, there are 53 sword skills!"

Chapter 197 I'll Be a Yin God

In the next two hours, Jiang Qingyu followed suit, using more than fifty sword techniques one by one, absorbing a total of more than four thousand sword qi.

In the sword array, more than fifty famous swords seemed to be spiritually damaged and lost their luster.

But the formation is still unbreakable, tens of thousands of sword qi are enough to tear everything apart, suppressing the abyss so hard that it dare not make any changes!

"It seems that nothing will go wrong here in a short time."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but sincerely praised:

"Old Sword Master Yu's methods are simply unimaginable and unmatched."

"I don't know when my "Dream Sutra" is promoted to the third stage Yinshen, which one is stronger than the old Sword Master?"

"It's really exciting!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyu didn't waste any more time, and hurriedly left Qianjian Lake, returned to Ziyanyuan, and began to practice the second step of "Yu's Sword Classic".

……

In the bedroom of Ziyan Courtyard.

Jiang Qingyu's body was lying on the couch, falling asleep.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

boom!

The moment the yin body entered the body, more than four thousand sword qi rushed into the physical body, turning into stars and densely covering his skin.

If there is another person in the room, they will find that Jiang Qingyu at this moment looks like a human-shaped astrolabe.

The colorful star points are like chess pieces placed on them, they seem to be chaotic, and they seem to follow some rules.

Each star point contains a sum of pure spiritual power. Although it is not much, the spiritual power of more than [-] star points can be gathered together, and the accumulation of small points can make a lot, which is enough to kill a ninth-rank or even tenth-rank Houtian. The little master!

Fortunately, Jiang Qingyu got the inheritance of "Yu's Sword Classic" from the old sword sage, so he can divide the spiritual power into hundreds or even thousands of parts, and gradually incorporate it into the body bit by bit, instead of all at once. Explode the flesh.

"I don't know what realm I will enter after absorbing more than 4000 sword qi?"

"Anyway, the fifth grade of the day after tomorrow must be more than enough."

Jiang Qingyu raised one hand, placed her fingertips on a star point, and at the same time said silently:

"break!"

In an instant, the stars flickered away.

At the same time, Jiang Qingyu also had a ray of pure spiritual power in her body.

This ray of spiritual power seems to be a trickle, slowly flowing along the meridians in his body, continuously strengthening his flesh, skin, bones, internal organs in a silent way...

Although the effect is not obvious, it is comprehensive.

"It's such a long-lost feeling!"

Jiang Qingyu let out a long sigh of relief.

He could feel that after absorbing that ray of spiritual power, his martial arts cultivation base, which had been stagnant for a month, had improved by an insignificant trace!

The bottleneck in the mid-term of the fourth grade of the day after tomorrow has also been loosened.

So, he took advantage of the situation and tapped his fingertips continuously to make the stars dissipate one by one, turning them into pure spiritual power to enhance his physical body.

but……

Jiang Qingyu is very aware of her own limit, so she has always controlled the amount of spiritual power absorbed at the same time to about thirty wisps, lest the body will not be able to bear it if there is too much.

Time passed little by little.

More than [-] star points dissipated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, Jiang Qingyu's martial arts cultivation base also rose sharply.

The day after tomorrow, the late fourth-rank, fourth-rank peak, fifth-rank early, fifth-rank middle...

At this moment, ordinary people need to spend one, two, or even three or four years of penance to improve one level of cultivation, but he only needs to close his eyes and count from one to three hundred to complete the first level of transformation!

This is simply a fraud!

It also surpasses ordinary people's cognition!

In the end, when all the star points were exhausted, Jiang Qingyu lay on the couch, raised her hands, feeling a body that was completely different from before, and a little strangeness appeared in her heart!

In just one stick of incense, he was promoted to the third rank in a row, from the mid-stage of the fourth-rank Houtian to the early-stage of the seventh-rank Houtian!

This is an improvement that cannot be compared to any previous practice!

You must know that in the Anbei Army, the fourth rank of the day after tomorrow is only the lowest threshold for joining the army, and they can only serve as the city defenders in Bingzhou. Let alone elites, they are barely qualified!

But the seventh rank of the day after tomorrow is enough to be the leader of an elite team of ten people!

"According to my estimation, the sixth grade of the day after tomorrow is already the ultimate, how could it rush to the seventh grade all of a sudden?"

"Could it be..."

"Will it be miraculous to absorb more than 4000 sword qi in one night?"

For this result, Jiang Qingyu herself was also very surprised.

But it's a good thing anyway.

According to his calculations, as long as the physical body reaches the fifth grade of Houtian, you can try to enter the third stage of the "Dream Sutra"——

Yin god!

But right now, his physical body has far surpassed the fifth grade of Houtian.

"Finally waited for this day."

Jiang Qingyu glanced at the window, only to see that it was still dark outside.

It was still early and the night was long.

This means that he has plenty of time to complete the breakthrough of "Dream Sutra".

"Night Tour, Yang Tour, Yin God..."

"I remember that year when I broke through Yangyou, my yin body was exposed to the sun for the first time. My whole body melted like white snow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh was burned and turned into fly ash, leaving only white bones!"

"That time, I realized what hell on earth is."

"I don't know what kind of torture I have to endure this time I break through the Yin God?"

Jiang Qingyu's eyes flashed with firmness:

"No matter what kind of torture, I will not back down!"

"This time in Beijing, apart from defeating Fan Yu and fulfilling the agreement with the old sword master, I have one more thing to do that I have been thinking about for 12 years—"

"If there is a chance, I hope that I can bring my mother and elder brother back to the palace from the capital, so that the family can be reunited!"

"But to achieve this, the strength of the Sunshine Realm alone is far from enough!"

"so……"

"Tonight I must break through the Yin God!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyu closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.

As early as more than two months ago, his soul power had reached a bottleneck, and it was only because his physical body was too weak that it restricted his cultivation of the Great Dream Sutra.

But today, his physical body cultivation has reached the seventh rank of the day after tomorrow!

Thus, the bottleneck was broken.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyu's soul power increased again, as if a flood had burst its embankment, and began to slowly enter the next level.

But at the same time, he had a dream.

A dream that I may never wake up from for the rest of my life.

……

After falling asleep, Jiang Qingyu found herself in a place where she couldn't see her fingers. She couldn't tell east, west, north, south, and couldn't hear any sound.

There is only endless darkness.

However, he checked it out and found that he was a Yin body and still possessed the peak strength of the Sunshine Realm, so he wasn't panicked.

"Is it a test?"

Jiang Qingyu's aura climbed to the peak, ready to fight.

but……

To his surprise, after a long time, nothing happened.

No monsters burst out of the dark to attack him, no one else showed up to tell him what to do, everything was just as it had been when he first arrived.

Only horrible darkness and silence!

It seems that this is a land of no man who has been abandoned.

Or...

A prison!

"How can I get out?"

Jiang Qingyu didn't know that this strange place was never recorded in the "Dream Classic", so he could only explore it by himself.

But for the sake of caution, he didn't move rashly, but just stood there, waiting patiently.

"Maybe wait until tomorrow afternoon, the main body can go out after waking up."

He thought optimistically, and silently counted the passage of time.

however……

Three hours passed, six hours passed, one day and one night passed...

Jiang Qingyu waited in place for three full days and three nights, nothing changed around her, as if time stood still!

During this period, he tried to use his soul power to shoot a beam of light, but was swallowed by darkness in an instant.

He surveyed the surroundings with the flickering light, but found nothing.

As far as the eye can see, there is only darkness!

He tried to shout again, but he didn't hear any echo, which proved that the surrounding area was very open, and there were no obstacles such as mountain walls or stone walls.

Maybe……

There won't even be an end.

"When breaking through Yangyou, what you endure is the pain of burning your soul."

"Could it be that breaking through the Yin God means enduring endless loneliness?"

Jiang Qingyu seemed to understand something.