Chapter 1049 I Am a God or Buddha, I Follow the Laws of Nature and Imitate the Heavens!

"Swordsmanship is famous. It's called Mo. It's the way of Mo. There are thousands of swords, but they can hurt the true self."

After taking the red plum, Mei Jiren is no longer tepid, her brows are condensed, her body is like a sword, and her anger breaks through the sky.

With a brush sound, a cyclone spread out a hundred miles away.

Then, green Mo swords rose out of thin air in response to Mei Jiren's words, turning into raging rivers, roaring and coiling, overwhelming Jiang Buyi's sanctuary in an instant!

The torrent of sword energy turned into endless green light and poured into the red plum at Meijiren's fingertips.

For a moment, the red plum blossoms are like swords, and the fragrance replaces the sound of swords, flying thousands of miles.

"Mo Jian Shu, the first realm, Qinghe Sword Realm!" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened.

He knew this sword. It was this sword that Gou Wuyue used when he faced off against the Eight Masters.

But Mr. Jiren can do it too?

And the "Qinghe Sword Realm" he masters can even break through the holy realm?

"Are you crazy!" Xu Xiaoshou held his head, his eyes filled with shock.

Is this the value of a hardcore veteran swordsman?

Is this the ability mastered by swordsmen of the same generation as Mr. Yutu, the former master of the Seven Swords Owl Head Holy Temple?

The posture of a swordsman, powerful enough to rival a half-saint?

So... Lao Gou is just Xiao Gou after all, and he is not worthy of being the spokesperson of Mo Jian Shu?

Just when his thoughts reached this point, he saw Mr. Jiren pinching the red plum as if a sharp sword had been drawn out of its sheath, its sharp edge revealed, and his fierce killing intent completely tore away Jiang Buyi's pressure.

"Walking in the sword world, the sword river opens into clouds..."

"break!"

With the final word, Mei Jiren just threw it away.

The red plum flew over and turned into a blooming red sword flower before the light of the Zhusheng Cloud descended to the top, completely resisting the impact of the holy power.

"No matter how strong the power of the Sword Immortal is, theoretically speaking, it cannot be stronger than the Holy Power, right?"

Just when Xu Xiaoshou was on tenterhooks, the red sword plum that resisted the light of the Killing Saint Cloud trembled slightly, and then, as if in response to his teacher's mantra, a green sword emerged from it.

"Hush, rest, rest--"

Hongmei, who had swallowed up the entire Qinghe Sword Realm's Endless Mojian, resisted the suppression of Zhu Sheng Yunguang and the power of Zhu Xie, and was able to counterattack it!

The cloud-attributed holy light could not hide Xu Xiaoshou's gaze.

He could see that the Mo sword was in an indestructible posture, completely penetrating the Saint-killing Cloud Light from bottom to top!

"Hiss~"

Xu Xiaoshou gasped.

Even the Rao Yao Yao Xuan Cang Divine Sword cannot withstand the light of Zhu Sheng Yun!

Can Mr. Jiren's Mo swordsmanship defeat Jiang Buyi's semi-sage move?

This can no longer be called "Mo Jian Shu", right? Or is it that the "Mo Jian Shu" I have seen before are all inferior?

"Mo Jian, Mo Jian..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought of something.

Mo Jian Shu's greatest ability is his ability to ignore defense and carry out attacks that cause real damage.

In other words, it's not that Gou Wuyue is weak, but that he has practiced Mo Jianshu to the level of Mr. Jiren, and can even break through with a plum with holy power?

It is normal to challenge higher levels, but Taixu becomes more holy...

Can this be considered normal?

Not sure, let's have a look.

"Xu Xiaoshou, watch carefully..."

Mr. Jiren's words before he drew his sword flashed through his mind. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood Mr. Jiren's intention.

Does he want to teach himself how to crack the holy power like Sang Lao did that day?

Xu Xiaoshou started to get excited.

Earlier, he didn't take the Nine Swordsmanships of pure ancient sword cultivation to heart because he felt that he was "proficient in swordsmanship" and did not need anyone else to teach him the sword.

But along the way, he discovered that this was not the case.

"Sword Mastery" is like having a kendo library thrust into one's mind. How to use it and how to unleash the full power of the knowledge in it requires other sword moves to be activated.

Mu Yong has no doubt that the Nine Sword Techniques, Eighteen Sword Styles, and Three Thousand Sword Techniques along the way of Gu Jian Xiu are the keys to this kendo library.

After experiencing so much, Xu Xiaoshou has long wanted to seriously ask Bazun for advice on the swordsmanship, sword style, and kendo of this ancient swordsman.

But before he could wait for Bazunji to come, Mr. Jiren gave him another chance, came to him again, and showed it in person.

"Mo Jian Shu..."

"What Mr. Jiren is doing now is Mo Jian Shu. He is teaching me the highest level of Mo Jian Shu..."

"No, maybe this can't be called the 'highest level', but how to use Taixu level Mo swordsmanship to defeat a semi-saint, this is already very high, ten percent high!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't take his eyes away, staring at the green Mo swords shot out of the red plum. He felt that the illusory Mo swords were broken down into swordsmanship insights in his mind.

And these insights can be verified and explained from the knowledge base of one's own "sword mastery".

He was like a greedy sponge, frantically absorbing the knowledge he needed at this time.

"Mo Jian Shu means 'opening', 'separating', 'independence', and 'moving forward indomitably'..."

"What it confirms is the 'Penetration' in Three Thousand Swordsmanship, which is 'ignoring defense' and 'real damage'..."

"This is the second sword of the sword cultivator. It came from parallel time and space. All physical defenses in the existing time and space are completely unable to withstand its attack. Even the holy power should be like this..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and started to hide the pain unconsciously.

Even he didn't notice that the Zangku black sword, which was twisting like a maggot with excitement, had some dull cyan light.

He looked at Mr. Jiren.

The wanton and flamboyant purple-robed swordsman was writing the most magnificent image of the "Sword Immortal" in Xu Xiaoshou's mind at this time.

The momentum of the big move was completely different from the old man who was slow and unhurried in the past!

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Zangku thoughtfully, and the green color turned into a sword shadow, which appeared under the sword of Zangku and became his second sword.

Then...

This Mo sword also began to twist wildly!

Xu Xiaoshou: ? ? ?

Sick!

He immediately smashed the green Mo sword, put away Zangku, and dared not try again.

It must be wrong, it must be wrong. Sure enough, the sword art still needs someone to teach it hand in hand, and you can't figure it out by yourself!

Looking back at the battlefield, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he seemed to understand why there was such a big gap between Gou Wuyue's Mo swordsmanship and Mei Jiren's Mo swordsmanship.

The will of the sword cultivator will affect the sword in his hand.

Mei Jiren is a free man, a veteran senior, with many students all over the world. He doesn't need to give face to anyone in the world, and he is not bound by any constraints.

This state is the most suitable state for Mo swordsmanship.

On the other hand, when Gou Wu Yue fought against Ba Zun An, he was constrained by their previous friendship and had the Holy Temple on his head.

He was also able to practice Mo Jian Shu, but he was still a little short of the second level of Mo Jian Shu - Wu Yu Wang Wei Jian.

Mei Ji Ren, who was very suitable for Mo Jian Shu, could not be compared with Wu Shi.

Unless...

"Unless Gou Wu Yue could get rid of the shackles of the Holy Temple and find his "freedom" again, if so, his sword attainments would definitely rise, but is this possible?" Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts flew.

In the field, the Red Sword Plum and Zhu Sheng Yun Guang were competing against each other, and even Jiang Buyi was frightened by Mei Ji Ren's sword attainments.

Can a mere sword fairy really block a blow from the holy power?

"Mei Jiren, I have to admit that you have lived longer and you do know more than some of the younger generations, and your attainments are deeper, but the gap between the Sword Immortal and the Half Saint cannot be made up by time." Jiang Buyi sneered.

If you think that Jiang Buyi's level is only this level when the person in front of you is doing his best, you are totally wrong.

Zhu Sheng Yun Guang is just a small test of the knife.

The reason why he still uses this trick to deal with the Sword Immortal is because, below the Half Saint, why use a knife to kill a chicken?

But Mei Jiren is not like Rao Yaoyao. He can take this Zhu Sheng Yun Guang, which shows that he is not a weak chicken.

However...

How strong can a strong bull be?

Jiang Buyi raised his hand again, and the holy statue behind him burst into a bright holy light with a buzzing sound.

The world stopped at this moment, and the entire Miracle Forest stopped vibrating because of the activation of the Jedi attribute.

The next second.

"Command!"

The dark clouds gathered, and the day and night were reversed.

Gray and black clouds obscured the bright moon—there was no moon on the Void Island, only the skylight.

But under Jiang Buyi's will, the sky changed, and the moonlight was naturally generated.

"Clouds cover the moon, the way is reversed..."

Jiang Buyi's lips did not move, and the will around him surged, emitting the holy sound.

He pinched his fingers in anger, and the seal became a move, which was decided on the cloud light of the Holy Slayer that he had summoned before.

"Hand of the Holy Slayer!"

With a shout, the nine heavens thundered.

The rich breath of the Holy Tribulation surged, and the Yin thunder cracked into the cloud light of the Holy Slayer. The holy light that was bright and clear before turned gray and black in an instant.

The red sword plum that was carrying great pressure and attacking and cutting the cloud light of the Holy Slayer finally couldn't take the angry blow of the half-saint that turned into the "hand of the holy slayer" at this moment, and exploded.

Jiang Buyi smiled with relief.

"Hand of the Holy Slayer" is a blow used to deal with the half-saint.

He gave Mei Jiren enough face, but he didn't know whether the person in front of him could accept this face.

"Seven Sword Immortals, Mei Jiren... This Saint is really curious, how much do you know, how much can you do in front of this Saint?"

It was as if the vast and infinite hand of the Judge Saint came with Jiang Buyi's sneer to suppress him. Xu Xiaoshou, who was in the disappearing state, felt his head buzzing, and even his reason was almost shattered.

It turned out that Mei Jiren's red sword plum not only resisted the cloud light of the Saint Killing, but also the influence of the semi-saint's will on everyone in this world.

But this red plum was broken, and even Xu Xiaoshou, who was in the disappearing state, was miserable.

He couldn't imagine how much pressure Mr. Jiren, who was facing the semi-saint, was under at this time!

Semi-saint Jiang Buyi, with a huge holy image on his back, formed a sharp contrast with the isolated and helpless Mei Jiren.

"Suppressed, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became panic, and he felt that in this situation, it might not be very useful to change the eight masters.

That sickly guy... Xu Xiaoshou's cognition was not enough to allow him to search in his mind for even one of the eight masters' previous moves that could be used to fight against the Hand of the Judge in front of him.

Because this was not the sealed and restricted Void Island, nor was it Gou Wu Yue, who was already weaker than him.

What Mei Jiren faced was the full force of the semi-saint Jiang Buyi, an angry blow!

The Hand of the Judge - although it was only a few feet in size, in the eyes of Xu and Mei, it was like covering the entire Miracle Forest, with infinite power and vastness.

"How much do you know?"

"How much can you do?"

On the lonely earth pillar, Mei Jiren murmured silently, looking up, but there was no fear and helplessness in his eyes like Xu Xiaoshou. He just smiled and responded to Jiang Buyi's words.

"I don't know much, just the sword; I can't do much, just saving people."

After speaking, Mei Jiren retracted his gaze and his eyelids drooped.

"Buzz——"

The clear and piercing sound of the sword resounded throughout the Miracle Forest at this moment.

Jiang Buyi's eyes tightened, and he saw the eyelids of the person in front of him drooping. The Buddha statue that showed compassion for all living beings actually exuded a trace of power that even he could feel.

"What is this?"

Jiang Buyi couldn't believe that Mei Jiren, who was at the level of Sword Immortal and Taixu, could have such a will?

There are only two things that a semi-saint fears, one is the power of the Saint Emperor, and the other is the power of the ancestral source.

When Mei Jiren lowered his eyes, could it be that the power he showed was one of these two powers?

"Jiang Buyi, are you bullying me for not becoming a semi-saint and having no saint image?" After Mei Jiren lowered his eyes, he raised his eyes again, like an angry Vajra.

In an instant, the green hairpin that tied his hair bun broke, and he floated up into the air, his long hair fluttering, "In this case, you are wrong, very wrong!"

He pinched his hands into sword fingers and pressed them together in front of his chest.

Mei Jiren's voice sank, and the Dao around him collapsed, and a strong holy will suddenly burst out of his body!

Yes, it was the holy will!

Before becoming a saint, the will of a saint is useless. It can only prove a person's potential and may be canonized in the future.

But in Mei Jiren...

Will is the embodiment of power!

And his saintly will seems to be far higher than the semi-saint Jiang Buyi in front of him!

"Swordsmanship has a name, called the heart. The way of the heart is without gods or Buddhas, and without laws or heavens."

Mei Jiren spoke word by word, and the holy sound echoed endlessly in the world.

At the end, the will of the whole body condensed, and the angry voice began to rise, and the fantasy became real, and the decree took shape.

"Because..."

"I am a god and Buddha, and I follow the laws of heaven!"

Boom!

The Jedi attribute of the Miracle Forest seemed to be strangled at this moment.

In the unprecedented explosion, a huge and terrifying phantom of gods and demons took shape on the back of Mei Jiren, and it rose from its waist, which was several times larger than the holy image of Jiang Buyi!

"I..." Xu Xiaoshou fell in midair, staring blankly at the...virtual, virtual image summoned by Mr. Jiren?

He has not yet become a half-saint, and has no holy image, so it is a virtual image, right?

But...

What kind of monster is this!

It has the most gorgeous and colorful clothes, so beautiful that it is like a phantom that can only appear in an imaginary country; nine peerless heavy swords are surrounding it, stained with a strong atmosphere of the mortal world, forming a world of its own; the Ten Kings of Hell are under his feet, and thousands of swords are worshiping above his head; his hands hold nothingness, but they are blue, so that even if people can't see them, they know that they are two invisible swords!

"Oh my god..." Xu Xiaoshou's head was numb.

He suddenly realized that this was not a simple virtual image, but a combination of a virtual image and another sword technique.

This is something visualized by Mei Jiren's "heart sword technique"! And this monster is called the first realm of heart sword technique - the gods and Buddhas in front of you!

But "the gods and Buddhas in front of you", Xu Xiaoshou knows.

The Eight Lords had used it when they beat Gou Wuyue, but it was far less exaggerated than what Mr. Jiren showed at the moment.

—— Compared with the gentle and elegant Mr. Jiren, could this ferocious monster be the product of the same will?

The more Xu Xiaoshou looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he finally saw clearly the connotation of Mr. Jiren's "present gods and Buddhas".

"The gorgeous clothes are 'illusion', the heavy sword counts 'nine', the mortal world is 'love', the King of Hell belongs to 'ghosts', 'ten thousand' swords worship, control the void 'nothingness', the color is blue, which is 'no'..."

"Fuck, isn't this seven-ninths of the nine major swordsmanship?"

"And this is still the first realm of Mr. Jiren's 'heart' swordsmanship. If this current god and Buddha is really the true inner portrayal of Mr. Jiren, then he is definitely the last swordsmanship - 'hidden'!"

"Nine major swordsmanship, gathered in one body, the current god and Buddha, shoulder to shoulder with the sword god..."

After Xu Xiaoshou saw through this monster, not only his head was numb, but also his body.

He thought of Mr. Jiren's words just now...

"I don't know much, just the sword; I can't do much, just saving people."

So...

Bazun An's "Do you think I'm a god?", the next second he summoned the Void Island; Mr. Jiren's "I don't know much", then he made a collection of the nine major swordsmanship "current god and Buddha".

Are all ancient sword cultivators like this? !

"Frightened, passive value, +1."

The holy domain has been broken, and the Hand of the Judge was knocked away by Mei Jiren's current gods and Buddhas. Xu Xiaoshou could see the fear in the eyes of the semi-saint Jiang Buyi?

"Perception" at a glance, he could see more clearly that most of the Miracle Forest was trembling at this moment.

The Jedi attribute of the Miracle Forest had been activated, but at this moment, the gods and Buddhas appeared, the ancient trees collapsed again, the earth collapsed again, and all living things were conquered by the sword energy and bowed their heads.

Everything that was restless returned to silence, and the entire Miracle Forest looked like a secular school with strict rules at this time.

When the vicious teacher walked into the school, after the teacher slapped the lesson, even the naughty creatures and things had to be quiet, stand up and bow, perform the student's etiquette, and say that respectful and fearful greeting.

"Hello, Mr. Jiren."