Shenwu Yutianlei

Shen Yun was sitting cross-legged in a pavilion by the lake on the top of the mountain.

The pavilion is carefully constructed of fine wood. Every detail shows the ingenuity and craftsmanship of the craftsmen, and exudes a faint, refreshing wood fragrance.

The pavilion is peacefully located by the lake, surrounded by lush, green and vibrant trees. The breeze blows and the leaves rustle, as if playing a natural symphony.

The lake is sparkling like a huge mirror, clearly reflecting the snow-white, ever-changing white clouds in the sky. The ripples of the lake and the reflections of the white clouds complement each other, forming a dreamlike and beautiful picture.

In such an environment, it seems as if time has stopped and everything seems so peaceful and harmonious.

In recent days, Shen Yun has been busy and focused on arranging the formation. He is deeply immersed in the art of formation, so much so that his own cultivation has not improved at all and is still stagnant at the eighth level of Qi training realm.

Shen Yun calmly sat cross-legged on the cushion in the middle of the pavilion. The spiritual energy around him began to stir, as if sensing his aura, surging like a tide and rushing into his body.

Shen Yun concentrated his mind, as if he had merged with the surrounding environment. His breathing was steady and rhythmic, and every breath brought the surrounding spiritual energy along. His state of mind at this moment was like the calm lake in front of him, without the slightest ripple, and completely unaffected by the outside world.

As time went by, Shen Yun's body gradually adapted to the influx of spiritual energy. He began to guide the spiritual energy to flow through his meridians to further consolidate his cultivation.

After his physical condition was improved to the best state, he carefully took out a Qi Gathering Pill from his arms. This was a top-grade Qi Gathering Pill made by Liu Yingyue.

This Qi Gathering Pill is round and smooth, emitting a faint light, as if it contains endless energy.

Shen Yun stared at the pill in his hand and gently put the Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth. The pill melted in his mouth and turned into a strong spiritual power that passed through his mouth, flowed down his throat, and fell into his stomach. In an instant, it was like a huge rock falling from a high altitude, falling into the water, splashing thousands of feet of water.

Shen Yun immediately activated the "Thunder God Technique" without hesitation, and wholeheartedly guided this spiritual power to circulate through his meridians.

Under the powerful control of the Thunder God Technique, Shen Yun clearly felt that the spiritual power was like a surging torrent, rushing through his body. Wherever it passed, his meridians trembled slightly, as if cheering for this extremely powerful force.

He was completely focused, pouring all his energy into it, controlling the spiritual power and making it flow continuously in the meridians. And this spiritual power was also continuously refined and absorbed during the process of flowing, and was transformed into Shen Yun's own real cultivation bit by bit.

Shen Yun remained calm, carefully feeling every change in his spiritual power, and precisely controlling its flow and transformation, striving to maximize the effect of this spiritual power and improve his cultivation.

As time went by, Shen Yun's aura became more and more stable, and his body gradually merged with this spiritual power, as if it had become an inseparable whole. And his cultivation, under the nourishment of this spiritual power, was constantly improved and consolidated.

As time passed, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Shen Yun's forehead.

At a certain moment, Shen Yun suddenly felt the spiritual power in his body surging like raging waves.

Attracted by the "Thunder God Sutra", the spiritual energy of the outside world poured into his body at a speed ten times faster than usual, and then under the tempering of the "Thunder God Sutra", it dispersed into every meridian. They flowed rapidly in the meridians, as if trying to break through an invisible barrier.

Shen Yun's breathing became rapid, and he changed seals with his hands, trying his best to guide the spiritual power to circulate around the body.

One cycle, two cycles, three cycles... In the process of continuous circulation, the spiritual energy in Shen Yun's body seemed to have gradually grown from a small ditch into a stream, and the spiritual energy surged like a trickle of water.

At this moment, his body trembled slightly. He could feel a strong force surging from his body, as if it was going to tear his body apart. He encouraged himself in his heart: "It's almost there, just a little bit more!"

However, Shen Yun's eyes remained firm, and he faced this power without flinching.

"It's now"

Instantly, an invisible barrier was broken by spiritual power, and a powerful aura burst out from Shen Yun. His body trembled slightly, as if he was adjusting to this new power.

Shen Yun took a deep breath and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

The ninth level of Qi Refining Realm has been achieved!

Shen Yun felt the spiritual energy flowing in his body. Compared with before, there had been significant changes. The spiritual energy became more refined and richer.

At this moment, Shen Yun seemed to have merged with the whole world, and his state of mind became broader and deeper.

It's like entering... Sage Mode?

Ah, it should be said that I have entered an indescribable state of practice.

Shen Yun's face was calm and his eyes were firm. He raised his right hand and took out a long sword flashing with cold light from the storage ring. He held the hilt tightly with his right hand, and his movements were neat and decisive.

At the same time, the scabbard seemed to be driven by an invisible force, flying out quickly, and inserted into the hard boulder beside it at an astonishing speed, penetrating deep into it, as if it had merged into one with the boulder.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Yun lightly tapped the ground with his left hand. His body was as light and agile as a flying swallow. He leaped up in an instant and landed steadily on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

His figure was graceful, like an immortal. With his feet lightly stepping on the lake, Shen Yun's state of mind became exceptionally calm.

As the long sword was swung, the "Green Lotus Sword Technique" was performed.

Shen Yun's figure was like a nimble flying bird, dancing with the execution of his sword moves. As the saying goes, the body follows the sword, and the sword follows the heart. Each of his movements was like a beautiful painting, slowly unfolding on this tranquil lake.

His swordsmanship is sometimes fierce, as fierce and violent as a storm, and each sword carries the force of thunder, as if to tear the world apart; sometimes it is gentle, as soft and lingering as a trickle, and the flow of sword energy contains endless charm; sometimes it is strong, like a towering mountain, steady and heavy, making people feel an indestructible power; sometimes it is soft, like a spring breeze, blowing gently, but it contains infinite changes.

Every swing of the sword seemed to be the release of his innermost emotions, containing endless power. Wherever the sword passed, it brought up a string of crystal water splashes, interweaving a gorgeous trajectory in the air.

As his practice deepened, Shen Yun's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated. His sword power became more and more powerful, and the surrounding lake water seemed to be attracted by his sword power. The shadows of green lotuses slowly bloomed on the lake.

At this moment, he forgot everything and was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship. His state of mind was like a calm lake, clearly reflecting everything around him. The essence of swordsmanship was perfectly displayed in his hands, and every movement was so smooth and natural, without any flaws.

If any of the Shen family members were present at this moment, they would definitely exclaim, "This is the Green Lotus Sword Art at the level of mastery. My god, even our ancestors didn't cultivate to this level."