It's night, and it's Mu Wan's turn to be on duty.

Wu Zizi took the initiative to tell her: "Xiaowan, you led everyone to join forces today, and it was very hard. I'll swap with you tonight, and you go get some rest. "After today's joint formation, their seventh team has become the heart of the C9 formation. And their captain is the core of the formation, the top priority, of course, to protect the point.

"Thank you." Mu Wan smiled and waved her hand, "It's okay." Today's fit went as smoothly as I expected. I'm so excited right now that I can't sleep at all. You're tired too, so go get some rest. "Today's experience is the first time in two lifetimes. She likes the sword formation, and she prefers to lead the sword formation. Seeing that the Bingjiu Array gradually gained vitality and spirituality from the formal sword array, under her own leadership, and finally transformed into a real killing array, she was so excited that every pore wanted to shout: "Fight!" Come to war! "So, tonight, she will definitely not be able to sleep, just on duty.

Wu Zizi heard the words and no longer insisted. Because she was really tired.

After that, Li Qianqian and other female disciples came over and took the initiative to exchange with Mu Wan. The latter thanked them one by one.

After the female disciples dispersed, Mu Wan chose a flat and clean tree shadow at the entrance and sat down cross-legged.

She has always had the habit of "doing two things with one heart". After the foundation was built, the ability of "one heart and two uses" has grown a lot. Now, for her, while meditating and practicing, she is on duty at the same time, and there is no pressure at all.

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Mu Wan tried her best to calm down and walk in the shadow of the tree. However, for some reason. The excitement in my heart has increased instead of decreasing. In the end, after the third big week, she couldn't control it anymore and opened her eyes violently.

No way. I really want to practice swords! Sword training is a must!

Jumping up from the ground, Mu Wan turned to look at the small forest. Tents were scattered on both sides of the creek, quietly. In the thick night, only the summer insects are singing leisurely.

pursing her lips, she carried the Qingyun Sword and walked towards the school grounds.

I didn't know that I walked to the edge of the school field. A soft shout came from behind him: "Mu Wan." You are not good on duty, carrying a sword, what are you doing on the school grounds? ”

Mu Wan turned around and saw that it was Wuxuan Zhenren. Unhurriedly, he emerged from a shadow of a tree next to the school grounds.

"Uncle Wuxuan." She saluted with her sword. The disciple was quite unhappy. I really want to practice swords. ”

Wu Xuan Zhenren raised his eyebrows. Looked at her. Seeing that what she said was true, he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." The deity swapped with you. On this side of the school field, you look at it. I'll take your watch outside the entrance. "Sword training is about what you want. He is an old sword cultivator for more than 100 years. How could he not see that the female disciple in front of him was in high spirits, and the sword qi was overflowing, which was the best state for sword practice? Perhaps, tonight she will be able to make a big breakthrough in the sword realm and truly enter the sword artistic conception. As the head of the sect, of course, she will fulfill her chance.

"Thank you, Uncle Wuxuan!" Mu Wan was overjoyed and respectfully saluted again.

And Wu Xuan Zhenren had already waved his sleeves and turned to leave. When Mu Wan raised his head again, he only saw a free and easy back with fluttering clothes.

Be reckless, bold and decisive, and not stick to the form. This is sword cultivation!

The respect in her heart came spontaneously, Mu Wan tightened the sword in her hand, and strode into the school field like an ostrich.

Above the night, the clouds were thick and dark, there was no moon or stars, not even a trace of wind.

Looking at the school field, it is 200 zhang long and 150 zhang wide. Mu Wanxin said: It should be enough to let go of sword practice - before, Worry-free Zhenren repeatedly emphasized that not a single grass or tree in the valley should be damaged. Otherwise, he will be punished by swinging his sword several times on the wooden platform.

This is also the reason why Mu Wan did not dare to practice swords at the entrance.

Standing in the middle of the school field, Mu Wan raised his breath and raised the Qingyun Sword in his hand. "Crackling", the war intent in his heart burst out, like an old house on fire, blazing.

"Three Swords in Water", let's go!

Mu Wan first practiced the Xuanyang Shizu version.

One night of autumn rain!

The blue light pierced the night.

The air was rolling on the school grounds, and it was raining drizzly. Rain feet like a note!

Freezing cold!

Another blue light!

In the blink of an eye, it was changed to a hailstorm. As big as an egg, as small as a soybean, dense, crackling! Poor green meadows, Susu covered with hail.

The third blue light!

Iron Horse Glacier!

Boom, the ice and snow are gone, and the grass is full of potholes, as if the school field has changed its pockmarked face, which is miserable.

However, it's not over yet!

As soon as the blade turned, Mu Wan used her own improved version.

Swing your sword!

Green as frost! Wherever the sword qi went, there was a "zila" sound, and even the air was frozen!

Mu Wan's face was flushed, sweating profusely, and bursts of white mist-like heat rose above her head.

There was no way, this was a sword-style counterattack - she first used the cold sword qi to force the target of the attack to cool down rapidly. However, while the target cools down, a large amount of heat is released. All this heat will be collected on her body along the Qingyun Sword.

The more aggressive her attack, the more powerful the counterattack. A large amount of hot air that is instantly withdrawn from the inside of the target will attack her at the same time. Yes, she is in the ice and snow, wearing single clothes, and she is too hot to work.

All the while, Mu Wan has been sharpening her sword in her heart, thinking about how to dissipate these hot gases.

However, she tried and failed again and again.

During today's exchange and sharing, a teammate in the first team inadvertently reminded her of his experience - the male teammate said: "From the sword formation, return to the sword formation, and so on, endlessly!" ”

At that time, Mu Wan only felt that a certain place in her heart seemed to sound like a "bang", and she responded to it. However, before she could think about it, the male teammate had already finished speaking, and his other teammate spoke next, so her attention was diverted.

At this moment, she was struck by the heat, and this sentence popped up in her cold mind again.

"Ding!"

It was like a bright light in my mind. Her eyes lit up, and she pondered with her sword: yes, why don't you let all this heat come from and go back?

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense: water has three states: steam, water, and ice. The three states originally constituted a great cycle, between heaven and earth. And so on and so forth. If you want ice to turn into steam, you don't have to use "force"! Ice can be turned into water when it is "heated". If the "heat" is big enough, the ice may not be able to turn into vapor directly!

In this way, the third sword of "Three Swords of Water", Iron Horse Binghe, can also be integrated into the first two swords.

In addition, the heat originates from the target and returns to the target, forming a large cycle. And the sword-wielder himself is outside of this cycle from beginning to end. It shouldn't be a sword-style backlash anymore.

Right! That's it! Try!

Mu Wan took a deep breath. Raise your sword again.

The first time she tried to move, she walked very slowly, and her spiritual power was also very reserved, and she only used thirty percent.

The green glow spread out like moonlight.

"Condensation!" Mu Wan wielded his sword.

Ten feet away from her. Within the range of two feet in diameter. "Zila" sounded. Between the lightning and flint, the rain and snow are falling.

"Transform!" Mu Wan stood in place, her upper body spinning lightly. The Qingyun Sword in his hand drew a large circle in the air and stabbed out violently.

"Z-"

In that place, the ice melted and the snow melted, and the white fog was hazy.

From steam to water to ice, and back to steam, it's done!

And she herself was not attacked by a sword!

Mu Wan exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood with his sword on his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and reflected on the sword move just now in his mind.

A quarter of an hour later, she opened her eyes. In the lacquer-like eyes, the fighting spirit was like fire, whirring.

Again!

Brandish!

Revolve!

Stab!

In one sword, three variants, flowing water, all in one go!

This time, she used seven points of strength.

Yes, half of the school field, in an instant, from the dark night, to the ice and snow, and then to the white fog.

When the white fog dissipates, pity the half of the school field, there is no grass, and the loess is exposed!

Worst! Mu Wan stroked his forehead. This is miserable, and he will definitely be punished to the wooden platform to swing his sword!

"Hula-la-"

The wind is blowing!

Mu Wan held his sword and looked up at the night sky.

The clouds were low, as if rolling overhead. Rich water vapor hits the face.

What a lot of moisture! Mu Wan's eyes lit up again - the more moisture, the more suitable it is to practice new sword moves!

Without hesitation, she swung her sword again.

Qinghui is back!

Almost at the same time, there was a loud "crackling" in the sky.

Immediately after, a snow-white lightning bolt sliced through the sky and lit up the entire valley.

In the blink of an eye, the rain is pouring down!

However, everywhere Qinghui went, even the pouring rain had to freeze into ice, and then turned into a white mist and dispersed in the rain curtain.

Just as she had imagined, it seemed that the swordsmanship had been accomplished.

However, Mu Wan always felt that she still owed a little heat.

What's not enough?

Mu Wan stood in the boundless rain curtain with a sword, closing her eyes and reflecting.

After pondering, she raised her sword again...... Introspection, and ...... again Slowly, she forgot everything, and all she had in her heart was the sword.

No longer deliberately suppressing spiritual power, she let go of her hands and feet and went all out. There was a lot of movement in sword practice.

And the movement of thunderstorms is even greater. The other disciples in the valley were awakened and ran out of their tents and gathered at the entrance of the dormitory. However, there were three real people sitting in the formation, and the disciples were quickly pacified. One by one, they returned to their tents, or continued to sleep, or meditated and practiced. Hidden by the sound of thunderstorms, no one noticed the movement on the school grounds.

On the school grounds.

Mu Wan once again leaned on her sword and closed her eyes in contemplation.

She tilted her head slightly, let the cold rain pour on her face, and opened her heart to feel the spirit of the thunderstorm and the rhythm of the water......

Slowly, the sea of consciousness in her sea also surged, as if a storm was coming.

"Boom!"

A golden bolt of lightning tore through the heaps of clouds.

Bang la blah. In the sea, the raindrops are like hemp......

I don't know how long later, the rain stopped, but it began to fall again.

One piece, one piece, another piece...... After a while, the sea of knowledge turned into a world of ice and snow.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, the snow stopped.

After the wind and snow, the clouds rise in the sea, magnificent and bright.

It turns out that these are the three states of water.

This is the water cycle!

That's what water means!

Mu Wan opened her eyes, didn't care about wiping the rain off her face, pinched out a sword finger with her left hand, and raised her sword again.

"Condensation!"

"Spin!"

"Thorn!"

In the rainstorm, the green glow is as bright as the moon.

But wherever the green light is shrouded, the water will dissolve the fog! Rain! Melting Snow! Immediately, the snow melted! The rain is gone! The fog recedes!

Harvest! Mu Wan put the sword in his chest and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Boom-", Zhihai thundered again.

Her sword realm finally broke through and stepped into the sword artistic conception!

Swordsmanship, Xiaocheng!

Mu Wan stroked the sword with relief, and said softly: "This sword, I named it, the reincarnation of water!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the storm magically stopped!

The East is white, and the day is dawning!

Worry-free, Changning, and Wuxuan came together. Led by a worry-free real person, he chuckled: "Congratulations to Master Mu, you have succeeded in the way of the sword, and you have stepped into the artistic conception of the sword!" "On the Sword Dao Peak, the only one who can enter the sword artistic conception during the foundation building period seems to be Guanyunling. Even the Venerable Master Xuanyang only entered the sword artistic conception after Ning Dan, and created "Three Swords in Water", which has since become famous in Donghua.

He couldn't help but praise in his heart: Senior Sister Qingyuan, what a capable person!

Mu Wan came back to his senses, immediately understood, and respectfully held the sword and made a formal salute: "Thank you two senior uncles, thank you to Senior Brother Qin, for working tirelessly to protect the Dharma for your disciples." ”

"Little junior sister, you're welcome." Changning Zhenren smiled happily into a flower.

Wu Xuanzhen asked, "Master Mu, I see that the sword move you made just now is similar to the famous stunt of Master Xuanyang, but it is not the same, is it your new creation?" ”

Mu Wan nodded embarrassedly: "The disciple has improved slightly." ”

"Yes, the blue is better than the blue." The smile on Changning Zhenren's face was even worse.

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