Chapter 16: Original Intention

The sky was once again filled with a sea of black swords falling into the sword formation. Long Yu controlled the swords on the ground and put them into the ring. He counted them and found that there were a total of 100,000 swords. Long Yu bowed to the surroundings and continued to destroy the swords.

Long Yu watched as two swords were consumed, and his heart was bleeding. These were borrowed swords, not swords he forged himself. Long Yu calculated how long he would have to work for others to pay off these swords.

Long Yu shook his head and continued to rotate the two swords. If he hadn't felt a slight improvement, Long Yu would have given up. Until the last two swords, Long Yu saw that it was almost a circle. It was really not an easy road.

Long Yu chose to replenish his spiritual consciousness first and then work hard. Then he looked at the white cloth in his spiritual consciousness. It had been solidifying, but there were no new changes. Long Yu himself even suspected that he was useless. According to the previous changes, there should be a new form of change.

Long Yu put aside the doubts in his mind and put all his energy into meditation to replenish his consciousness. Long Yu suddenly opened his eyes again, took out two swords directly from the ring, and started a new battle in one breath. The two swords had a big crack halfway through, but Long Yu still continued.

The cracks on the two swords were getting bigger and bigger, close to breaking. If they were to turn around, they would be gone. Long Yu used his spiritual sense to protect the swords tightly, preventing them from breaking. The airflow was still surging and trying to destroy the two swords. A strong resistance controlled the two swords to move a little further.

Long Yu used up his last bit of spiritual power and struggled to take the last step. Long Yu and Qilu were fighting for their lives. Suddenly, the sword exploded. Long Yu sat paralyzed on the floor, muttering, "Just one more step."

The sky was covered with swords that fell on the ground of the formation again. Long Yu put away his baldness, recovered his consciousness, and picked up the swords on the ground and put them into the ring again. The sword formation was also very cooperative and waited until Long Yu received all the swords in the ring before the airflow of the sword formation appeared. Long Yu felt a sense of shame and felt that the sword formation was despising him.

Long Yu was very angry, like a sulky child, looking at the million swords in the ring. He continued to control the two swords to rotate, again and again, until only two swords were left. Long Yu himself was dumbfounded, only two swords were left out of the million swords, did he need tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions to complete it?

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On the stone steps, Jian Chen, with a smile on his face, touched his ring and smiled at Long Yu who was lost in thought below, "Finally, a part of the sword ring fell off. Boy, you must work hard. This is a gift from your senior brother." The people around him cast contemptuous eyes at Jian Chen, with looks of disgust.

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Long Yu looked at the two swords in the ring and continued to fight helplessly. It was still a little short, Long Yu yelled, "Break it for me." The sword body seemed to be very obedient and broke into pieces again. The bitter taste spread around Long Yu's soul, and he really couldn't see any hope.

Long Yu hugged his thighs and sat cross-legged on the ground. The sword formation suddenly stopped attacking. A ring fell in front of Long Yu. Long Yu picked it up and saw that the ring was full of swords, all of the same shape. There were two swords that looked better than the others. Long Yu shook his head helplessly.

He performed a master's salute to the surroundings, put the ring into his spiritual consciousness, and continued to control the two swords to rotate. Long Yu found that there were no cracks on the sword body this time, and it rotated easily. Long Yu suddenly found that the previous sword and the current sword seemed to be of different grades. The sword this time was much harder.

Long Yu felt like he was being played by someone else, and he looked very unhappy. Long Yu felt that after his two swords could rotate, they could still block the airflow at a high speed.

Long Yu continued to take out four swords, and the tragedy happened again. It was very difficult to control the outer swords in the air. They were directly broken into pieces as soon as they left an inch. Long Yu gave up the preparation for the second layer. He accelerated the two swords again. Every time they were accelerated a little bit, the sword body would break.

Long Yu finally understood what the person who threw the ring was thinking. It was because he was too useless in swordsmanship that they threw a sword full of rings to him. It seemed that his behavior must have disappointed the people above him.

Long Yu increased the speed of controlling the two swords again and again, and the airflow entered less and less. Long Yu saw that more than half of the air in the ring was gone, so that the airflow would not enter the surrounding area. Long Yu controlled the sword formation while transferring blood from the ring. Just as he was about to repair his body, the sword body broke.

Long Yu quickly put the blood back into the ring. He completed a thrilling task in a split second. If he was any later, even the last bit of blood would be wasted. Long Yu looked at the ring containing the face swords. There was one with words engraved on it.

Long Yu had not noticed this until now. He only saw a problem with a sword. He scanned it and saw some fonts appear on the sword:

The ring is a space in itself and can hold a small amount of spiritual energy.

Long Yu was shocked when he saw it. He wanted to slap himself to death. Why did he go there earlier? He could have repaired his body in the ring, but why did he do so many things? Long Yu sorted out his mind and used the space of his spiritual consciousness to guide the spiritual energy crystal into the ring.

Although the speed was not very fast, Long Yu still patiently repaired the body. It took three months for a complete body to appear in the ring. Long Yu thought for a while, since blood can create a body, then can he create a second one as a backup.

Long Yu tried to let a drop of blood flow out of his body, but the sword in the ring cut his body. Long Yu began to feel miserable. His body did not suffer a single wound, but the sword was broken into five pieces. He was still thinking about how to protect the sword left to him by the old man, but he didn't expect that he would break it himself.

Long Yu was thinking about how to make his body bleed, and suddenly he thought of a way to borrow force. With the help of the airflow of the sword formation, he could make the blood drip out of his body quickly. Then he could put the blood into the ring and his body would appear continuously.

Long Yu summoned two swords, controlling the airflow to prevent it from entering, and quickly summoned his body through the gap that had not been broken. Long Yu slowed down the speed of the two swords, and ten airflows directly hit his body, and his body turned into blood mist in an instant. Long Yu quickly put the blood mist into the ring, and the sword body shattered directly with just one blow.

Long Yu watched the three drops of blood being collected, and looked at the airflow with a smile on his face, shouting to the surrounding airflow, "Now that we can collect three drops of blood, we can collect more blood next time."

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The crowd on the stone steps opened their mouths wide, not knowing where their jaws had dropped. Jian Chen looked at Long Yu in the sword formation with embarrassment, sweat on his forehead all over the floor, "This kid is too cruel, be careful next time." The crowd nodded continuously like knocking on a wooden fish, completely agreeing with Jian Chen's opinion.

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Long Yu didn't know that the people above had changed their attitude towards him. Long Yu tried to use the blood in the ring to evolve his body. Long Yu was stunned when he saw that the three drops of blood had merged into one during the repair process. Long Yu shot himself in the foot and sat on the ground wondering if it was because the same ring couldn't be used.

Long Yu repeated the action from last time, and put a drop of blood into each ring. Long Yu tried to let the blood in one ring build the body, while the blood in the other ring lay quietly. Long Yu smiled at Cang Tian, "Sure enough, Cang Tian still left a way for me."

After six months, Long Yu looked at the two bodies in the ring. He looked at the airflow and showed an evil smile, "It's my turn to fight back." Long Yu summoned two swords, rotated them to fight against the airflow, and then summoned the body from the ring containing the swords.

Long Yu carefully returned to his body and integrated all parts. Looking at the two swords that could break at any time, Long Yu controlled the two swords to move. He walked towards the second floor step by step, and suddenly the sword body broke. Long Yu quickly called out two swords to fill it, which did not affect Long Yu's movement inside.

After walking and stopping for a while, Long Yu felt the location of the second floor and jumped in directly. A tragedy happened. Long Yu ignored the fact that the airflow would become stronger, and the sword body broke into pieces as soon as it took off. Long Yu's body immediately turned into blood mist. He wanted to put it into the ring, but it was too late.

Long Yu looked at the blood that disappeared in an instant, and he regretted it so much. He regretted that he was too confident and thought he could fight against the sword formation, but he didn't expect to be killed instantly. Long Yu recovered his spiritual power in the flow of air.

He switched to the sword in the ring again, and entered the airflow where the two swords were circling each other. It was much more difficult to control the rotation of the two swords than the fixed airflow. Long Yu didn't know how many times he tried, and there were only two swords left in the ring.

Long Yu still failed to stabilize the sword in the airflow, and with an unwilling attitude, he continued to control the two swords. This time, something abnormal happened. Although he could control it, it was directly shattered. With the shattered sword, the sword formation also stopped.

Long Yu looked at the motionless sword formation and felt that someone was controlling the rules of the sword formation. The current situation seemed to be helping him, but why didn't he just rescue him or give him a more powerful weapon? Long Yu couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking.

A ring fell from the sky, and Long Yu looked at the swords inside the ring, which were also full. Long Yu carefully looked at each sword, and one of them had two lines of words engraved on it: The road to immortality is like a ladder to heaven, and you must keep your balance and not forget your original intention.

Long Yu stared at the two lines of words in a daze, the words "original intention" lingering in his mind. He chanted to the sky, "Original intention, my original intention is to comprehend the sword formation and learn the sword formation, not to compete with the sword formation. It is not to be able to walk out, and it is not to defeat the formation spirit."