The sound of the waterfall was wrapped in the mist, and as soon as he entered the waterfall, it seemed that all the sounds were cut off half, only the huge body and deafening sound of the waterfall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Walking into the edge of the waterfall and looking up, Mo Chen also sighed a little: "You hurt me and saved me." The mist was dissipating, and Mo Chen's hair and clothes were already soaked. A little worried, he said to himself, "I don't know what happened to that girl." "The girl in Tsing Yi who fled in a hurry, Mo Chen sacrificed herself to save her, that moving shadow, black bright eyes, occasionally recalled in dreams.

"There are sixty-six wooden piles here, thirty-three open piles, and thirty-three dark piles, which are called dragon piles. ”

Mo Chen looked in the direction that Wu Ming pointed to, and there were about thirty wooden piles on the surface of the waterfall that were exposed to the water, sparsely arranged and leading to the opposite bank, and the spacing of each pile was large and small, left and right.

"The stake is under the water, isn't it?"

"What I'm going to teach you is the footwork you learned on this stake, you are unstable in the lower plate, and you should know that the footwork is messy, the speed is enough, but it is not sensitive enough."

Mo Chen recalled what Lin Heng said about the unstable market. Now Mo Chen's memory is really very messy, he can remember most of the people and things, but he always feels that he has lost something, as if he has lost someone, or he has lost his memory of that person.

"When advancing and retreating, attacking and defending, pointing to the left and right, indecisive, swaying non-stop, virtual and real, false and true, this is the essence of the dragon exploration. Comprehend it for yourself. As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Immortal disappeared.

"This place is really a good place to cultivate." The roar of the waterfall drowned out the birds, covered the thunder, as if it cut everything off.

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Three months passed in a flash, at the beginning, Mo Chen was still unstable even on the open pile, and then he couldn't find the location of the hidden pile, and when he was roughly clear about the location of the hidden pile, he found that some of the hidden piles were under the waterfall, and he was washed out by the huge flow of water of the waterfall as soon as he rushed in. After drinking I don't know how much water I drank in three months, Mo Chen thought that Xi couldn't swim and at least learn to swim, but he didn't expect that Mo Chen only learned to drink water, and every time he desperately climbed up with a wooden stake.

After three months of practice, it was not without gain, Mo Chen's footwork became light and flexible, and he was also able to swim on wooden stakes with ease.

"Yes, I already have the shape of a dragon probe." Wu Ming saw that Mo Chen had already started in just three months. "It's teachable." Wu Ming sighed slightly.

"I'll take the sword when I practice later. If you want to hold the sword in one hand, although the sword is more controllable and stable, the one-handed sword will be more flexible, can defend and attack without gaps, and it will also be of great benefit to you in the future. ”

"Yes, master."

"What you have to practice in the future is that the water passes over the body, the body does not get wet, and the clothes do not get wet. Swinging the sword quickly encircling him, driving away the mist, and cooperating with the uncertain footwork to dodge, making it difficult for the water to get close to him. ”

"Yes, master." Mo Chen began to practice day and night again.

This is a little more difficult than stepping on piles, especially those dark piles, some of which go deep into the waterfall, and Mo Chen rushed into it and got soaked. "I'm going to split the water." Mo Chen thought to himself, "It's okay to quickly swing and disturb the water flow to form a hollow." ”

Cultivating day after day seemed boring, but little by little progress was a joy for Mo Chen. How wonderful it is to get closer and closer to the ideal.

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In the blink of an eye, it was three months, the sky was full of snow, the waterfall was not stopped, but it was full of ice, the sound was no more, sitting by the waterfall could be a little birdsong, the snow covered everything, all the beauty and all the dirty. Mo Chenqi condensed in his heart, melted between heaven and earth, and felt the qi of heaven and earth. In the past few months of losing his spiritual power, Mo Chen's feelings for the qi of heaven and earth have become deeper and deeper. "This is the thing that gives birth to spiritual power, it's really wonderful." A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Chen's mouth, and he was suddenly refreshed.

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The blown-out skin, the hands as white as jade, the flawless face, and the smile that captivates the country. Xi'er's temperament also became cold after being separated from Mo Chen for more than half a year. Reach out and catch a snowflake, and it melts in the palm of your hand without feeling cold.

"Brother Mo Chen, are you doing well, Xi'er misses you so much, I miss the days we used to live together."

Xi'er wore a long dress as white as snow and swirled in the heavens and the earth, flying, like a fairy in the dust. Throwing snowballs and laughing with Mo Chen. On a summer night, looking for the fluorescent light that a meteor stumbled upon, he took Xi'er into a dream-like place. Fireflies flutter around the sunset. However, everything is already in the past, everything is only in memories and dreams.

Xi'er squatted down, hugged her legs, and buried her head in: "Xi'er really misses you so much." ”

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"Not bad, not bad." Wu Ming is getting happier and happier, and his smile is more than everyday. "I'm already in the room. It's time for you to know the weight of the sword and what it carries. ”

"The weight of the sword?"