C15

"You're here? "He's here?"

"What is a sword?"

"What is in my hand is the sword." Layers upon layers of sounds echoed. Not just one person was speaking, it seemed more like tens of thousands of Gods were speaking.

One after another, they entered Li Yi's mind. He felt his mind shake, and he couldn't even condense his most basic consciousness anymore.

Fortunately, the sounds quickly disappeared.

Li Yi's consciousness slowly condensed as he struggled to open his eyes.

He saw endless clouds of red light, reflected in the horizon. He saw the silhouettes of those silhouettes as they stood beneath the sun, densely packed together.

Those figures had their backs to him. They were tall, they were short, they were fat, they were thin, and without exception, they were all carrying huge black swords on their backs.

Their backs were stretched out for a long time, and under the contrast of Yu Yang's attacks, these backs seemed especially lonely.

This feeling was very strange, because they had a large group of people, but Li Yi could feel their lonely backs.

"Do you understand swords?" Suddenly, the figure who was closest to Li Yi took out the huge sword and spoke indifferently. Without waiting for Li Yi to recover, the huge sword slashed down.

The sword beam was so bright that it tore through the sky.

"The sword is a sharp weapon." Another figure appeared. As he spoke, the black greatsword swept out.

In the blink of an eye, the wind gusted.

"Do you have a sword?" The third figure leaped up.

The great sword danced in the air, and the sun and moon paled.

Li Yi was stunned once again. He couldn't clearly see the faces of these people, but he could clearly see the enormous sword being swung.

He even had the feeling that what these three people were waving was not a sword technique, but rather the simplest of moves, one chop, one sweep, one slash.

"Did you see it clearly?" The fourth figure turned around. He wore a black cloak and a cloak, pressing down so low that it was impossible to see his face clearly.

But at that moment, he raised his head, revealing a pair of deep and empty eyes. Without waiting for Li Yi's voice, he raised the gigantic sword in his hand and slashed towards the sky.

Crash! *

A thick sword light pierced through the sky, slicing the sky that was reflecting the sunset.

Li Yi opened his eyes wide and tensed up, waves surging within his heart.

Who are they?

Were they teaching him swordsmanship?

All of these questions surfaced, Li Yi's mind was in a mess, his heart was beating rapidly.

Under the sunset, there was a group of people who were carrying gigantic black swords on their backs and were instructing themselves in swordsmanship.

No one could answer his question. The shadows of the swords had returned to their places.

"Sword." Li Yi raised his head and looked at the sky. Suddenly, he had a very strong feeling in his heart, and subconsciously, he turned his head, feeling that behind him, there was a figure that was even younger than him, silently watching him.

After a long while, he suppressed his emotions and recalled the sword attacks from before.

What was a sword?

The sword was a sharp weapon.

But I don't have a sword.

Li Yi opened his eyes, a bright light burst out of his eyes, welcoming Yu Yang, his right hand pointed straight at the sword.

At this moment, it was as though Qin Wentian's sword had fused together with those silhouettes from not too long ago.

Outside.

Li Yi who was meditating suddenly stood up, and then continued to practice his sword technique.

This scene caused Qin Meng to stare with his eyes wide open.

In the courtyard five years ago, no matter who sat here cultivating, they would never have encountered such a situation.

Qin Meng was confused, he revolved around Li Yi and scrutinized him carefully. Sometimes he frowned, and sometimes he shook his head and sighed.

After a long time, he decided to ignore it and observe from the shadows.

However, three days later.

The fourth trick in Li Yi's body was opened, and as he was sleeping, Qin Meng seemed to have sensed the energy undulations, and he was suddenly shocked awake and looked at Li Yi in a daze.

Seven days later.

Another late night had passed when the fifth trick in Li Yi's body opened.

Qin Meng's pupils suddenly shrank as he stared intently at Li Yi. He extended his Spiritual Sense, wanting to observe the changes in it but was blocked by a mysterious force.

Two tricks had been unlocked in the past seven days.

Even if it was the Fifth Institute from five years ago, no one would have been able to do it.

At this moment, Qin Meng was no longer as simple as being shocked. He was even suspecting that the "ancient legend" mentioned by the Principal was actually true, and the person mentioned in the legend was actually someone like Li Yi.

Time passed day by day.

Li Yi's state was not only limited to training the sword, sometimes he would meditate, sometimes he would stand up, his brows were moving slightly, his mind was flying, and the veins in his body were condensing at an astonishing speed.

Bang!

As the fifteenth day arrived, Li Yi opened his sixth meridian.

At this time, Qin Meng who was lying in the sun slightly opened his eyes, but did not pay too much attention to it, but in his heart, he was sighing with emotion.

What a monster!

A freak even more terrifying than his senior apprentice-brother.

If Li Yi had come five years earlier, perhaps this courtyard wouldn't have been closed.

On the twentieth day, Li Yi sat crossed legged with the Qi Sea in his body rumbling loudly. More than sixty vein lines intersected each other like a net that covered his Qi Sea s.

In the next moment, all of the pulse lines quickly condensed into a straight line. It was as if a sharp sword was slashing towards the seventh void.

He was trying to break through to the seventh meridian.

"Crazy, crazy." Qin Meng acted as if he had heard a ghost and also noticed Li Yi's condition. He must have gone mad after twenty four tricks in the past twenty days.

It was not necessarily a good thing for cultivators to break through to the next realm too quickly.

However, he had no power to stop Li Yi's breakthrough at all. It was as if the realm barrier simply did not exist on Li Yi's body. As long as the speed at which the pulse was condensed was fast enough, he could endlessly break through.

The seventh meridian finally opened as he wished.

Qin Meng's expression became dejected, and suddenly poured wine for himself.

What was a genius?

Who could be more talented than him?

Five years!

If Li Yi had come here five years earlier and was born five years earlier, the tragedy of Fifth Institute would not have occurred.

Eldest senior brother would not leave without returning, second senior sister would not suffer any heavy injuries, and third senior brother would not leave in disappointment.

Thinking up to here, Qin Meng's eyes flashed with coldness. He clenched his hands tightly, and the longsword hidden within his body hummed, as if he had detected his master's emotions.

"Are you all right?" Qin Meng suppressed his emotions and laughed: "Your father is back!" He swept his gaze across Li Yi's figure as he quietly sipped on his wine.

The thirtieth day arrived.

Li Yi's realm was stuck in his seven orifices, so he did not make another breakthrough.

When the sunset of the sky disappeared before his eyes, and all the figures left one by one, Li Yi woke up from his stupor.

He quietly stood there, glancing at the statue behind the broken statue, but he did not move for a long time.

Qin Meng walked over and carefully sized Li Yi up: "You're not leaving anymore?"

Li Yi replied: "I'm done."

This answer stunned Qin Meng for a moment.