V6.Chapter 37

No sound, no time, no direction, no light, no dream.

Consciousness has never been awake, falling in the darkness.

The fall seemed endless.

There was only darkness, only silence.

And

Pain.

I don't know when the pain started.

In the moment of feeling pain, the pain that seems to tear the whole body has spread to the whole body.

Not as if.

It's real pain.

The sense of tearing is extremely clear, just like the most sophisticated instrument in the world. The instrument envelops his body, tearing inside and outside in every corner of his body, repeatedly, endlessly, and extremely sharp.

Brain, limbs, trunk.

Pain is everywhere.

Every inch of his body was torn apart. It seems that there are thousands of sword edges pulling on his body. His skin is fragmented. The sword edge goes deep into the flesh and tears the blood vessels. The blood seems to flow out, and every inch of his muscle is torn up by the sword edge.

The fine sword doesn't mean surging, it's not a big river, it's like rain.

From the sky, endless rain.

The sword spirit of Ruyu is constantly cutting every bone in the body. The sharp sword Qi seems to go deep into every cell of the whole body, and finally into the soul.

It's a total torture that's more terrifying than volley.

Every minute, every second, the body seems to be torn alive.

Absolutely strong will makes the mind unable to coma.

Deep into the soul of pain, let him in the dark crazy roar, twitch, but did not make the slightest sound.

The darkness seemed infinite.

And absolute silence.

Only darkness.

The sound of blood flow is like an illusion, and it is like a real echo. The madness of pain accompanied by the heart beat is torturing his heart and mind.

The pain has reached its limit.

Everything is numb.

The darkness became chaotic.

In the long silence, the pain of tearing began again.

It seems that the body, which has been chopped into powder, is reconstituted again, and then tortured to the extreme.

No sound, no time, no direction, no coma, no light, no dream.

Always falling.

It's like eternal degradation.

many a time.

He can't remember how many times it was, or even how long it took.

Three days.

three months.

three years.

Even three centuries.

Long, desolate, silent.

Countless times of torture always come back when his numb body forgets the pain.

That's the sword.

The endless sword meaning is similar to the eternal sword meaning.

It's like the endless six samsara, and it's like the fierce sword.

Countless sword meanings are like one tiny Rune after another, like Shushan, xiangyaochi and kendo all over the world.

Yes, kendo.

There's no difference in kendo. It's not samsara or sword.

This is pure kendo. It's the simplest, but it covers everything, so it's perfect.

Seemingly thin and weak sword spirit has been raging in every part of his body.

Its own strong vitality is constantly healing, then tearing and healing again.

The energy of the sword is endless.

But the vitality is getting weaker and weaker.

Almost from the continuous pain, he constantly struggled in the death line.

In such a long time, he seems to have forgotten who he is and where he is. Only the instinct of survival is still supporting him, living and living.

The first touch of vitality poured into this dark space like a sweet spring.

It's like running water.

More and more water, more and more urgent, and eventually become a vast ocean.

The sword Qi didn't weaken at all. It was still circulating.

But the healing process of the torn body is accelerating.

The speed of sword Qi tearing the body is slower.

His body is still falling in the dark, but he has begun to do his best to control his body.

Real effort.

More clearly, the pain continues.

Their own flesh and blood seems to be gradually integrated with the great vitality.

The speed of sword Qi tearing the body is slower again.

He doesn't know his current state, or even what it means to fall.

He just wants to get out of this crazy darkness and control his body.

Move.

Even if it's just a finger.

Try.

Keep trying.

One sword storm after another appeared in the dark space of eternal fall.

There is no wave in the dark space, only silence.

Thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, hundreds of thousands of times.

The real indestructible will supports him constantly trying, and finally becomes instinct.

The sword Qi is still alive and raging.

When the severe pain beyond a certain limit, he finally felt his fragmented body.

That feeling is not in the dark, but a very clear perception.

The fall stopped.

He stood in the dark, feeling the fury of the sword in his body. His whole body trembled, but he could not make a sound.

So he stood where he was, feeling the pain and taking a deep breath.

"Bang..."

There seems to be a slight sound in the dark space.

The sound was very slight, as if it had come from a distant place.

But in this almost eternal silence, the sound is like a thunder.

It was the first sound he heard.

"Bang..."

Another voice came.

In the dark a soft surging over, completely wrapped his body, like a sticky sea.

He vaguely remembered a picture.

In the cold sea, the huge pressure was on him like heaven and earth.

Behind him is the submarine.

His body fell on the deep sea, step by step forward.

so what?

He thought hard.

It was like a long, long time ago, and it didn't take long.

then...

In the deep sea, he made a sword.

In the dark sticky water, he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

What about the sword?

The water is slowly turbulent.

In a flash, light appeared in the endless darkness.

Senleng's mighty sword light.

The sword.

Countless swords covered the whole darkness between his thoughts.

The pain is getting clearer.

But his mind became extremely calm.

There is no choice.

In the shadow of the sword in the dark, he picked up a sword at will.

The edge of the sword shakes slightly.

......

"When are you going to desert?"

On the stage of Xiaoxiong, Wang Jingxin sorted out his food box and asked, "do you want to go with me?"

Although he is a senior official, he is not good at drinking. He drank a lot tonight. He is obviously a bit interesting. His body looks wobbly, but his mind is very clear.

"I'll wait here."

Wang shengxiao shook his head: "now I don't know the specific way of the other party. If I go to see Li Tianlan rashly, I can't get the result. It's a game. But first of all, I have to see the means of the academic school and the Prince Group, estimate the price we have to pay with the rich group, and plan a expected result. If everything is within the acceptable range, then the transaction can be established, How to get there now? I can tell Li Tianlan what I can give him, but I can't say what he and the rich group will lose. Such cooperation will not have results. "

Wang Jingxin was silent for a while, nodded and said, "that's right."

Wang shengxiao chuckled and said, "well, it's late. Let's have a rest. If I disturb you to pay public grain, my sister-in-law may not scold me."

Wang Jingxin laughed and waved his hand: "let's go."

Wang shengxiao nodded and suddenly said, "before going to Jianghuai, go to Youzhou first and meet Minister Ye."

Ye Dongsheng?

Wang Jingxin was slightly stunned.

Ye Dongsheng's becoming a director next year is basically a certainty. If there is no big accident, this result can not be changed. The so-called big accident is the complete collapse of the Wang family in Beihai at that time.

Compared with the advance and retreat of Wang Qinglei and Wen Siyuan, they decided Ye Dongsheng's position ahead of time, and formally used the southeast group's means to stabilize the situation.

Ye Dongsheng can be said to be the next banner figure and spiritual leader of southeast group.

When I go to see ye Dongsheng at such a time, does the other party have any plans?

Wang Jingxin looks at Wang shengxiao with some consultation in his eyes.

Wang shengxiao, with a cold voice, said, "things in Jianghuai can't be delayed. You should be ready."

Wang Jing heart awe inspiring, nodded: "I understand."

Wang shengxiao raised his hand with a smile, as if he wanted to shake hands with Wang Jingxin.

But he made a sudden move.

There was a gust of wind on the stage.

It's the highest place in Dibing mountain. There will be sea breeze all the time.

But Wang shengxiao instinctively noticed something wrong.

Because of the wind.

Dongfeng is in transit.

But just at that moment, a counter current seemed to roll over the whole North Sea.

The west wind is very sharp.

Wang shengxiao suddenly raised his head.

The sky is full of stars, bright moon and deep night.

But everything in sight became blurred.

The whole space seems to be distorted and the world is in a trance.

"This is..."

Wang Jingxin even thought that he really drank too much. He shook his head vigorously.

Wang shengxiao pursed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

He silently raised his head, looking at the distorted world.

The west wind has stopped.

Heaven and earth suddenly become a dead silence.

The sword Qi, which is so majestic that it can almost fill the sky and earth, appears above the North sea without a sound.

Dense.

The silent night sky seems to have more than tens of millions of swords in an instant.

The sword Qi is quietly suspended, more and more, filling the world.

No one knows the source of sword Qi.

The unimaginable sword Qi instantly covered Beihai and the whole Dibing mountain.

Tens of thousands of meters of sea area in an instant a dead silence.

"Bang."

Without any sign, the sword Qi that shrouded tens of thousands of meters suddenly vibrated.

Clear and stable.

supreme!

The sound of shaking spread from the deep sea to the whole Dibing mountain.

Like the heartbeat of the sky.