Today is a full harvest compared to the night star, and the official success of entering the sword qi cultivation gate is also an important turning point in the night star's life.

Soon after Ximen Fengshen left, the night star in the basin began to practice the swordsmanship he had just learned, remembering the swordsmanship in his heart, closing his eyes and mirroring the dancing moves he had just made, and after running in, he only felt that he had gained a lot, which made him comprehend some of the skills he had not discovered just now. After that, the black iron sword in his hand was swung according to the first style, and after practicing the first style, he felt that the slightly clumsy moves just now became much easier.

"Continue... The master said that only by working harder than others, perseverance will definitely achieve something." Throughout the day, Night Star practiced over and over again, thinking about sword skills. Until the evening, walking back to the cave on the way to pick some wild fruits under the cliff mountain rock next to it, back to the cave to find that the master who was healing the wounds of the master chose some better ones and put them in front of the master, and the night star who practiced the sword for a day ate a little wild fruit and fell asleep.

The night star, who woke up the next day, followed Shizun through a narrow four-foot-wide fork in the road and appeared in front of a large waterfall about 100 zhang high. I saw white silver flowing water gushing out from a hundred zhang high, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way mixed with the power of Wan Jun and falling down. It struck the surrounding black boulders and splashed countless splashes, turning into pearl-like droplets and falling into the water of the rapids. Let the night star, who has lived in the slum since childhood, shake for a while.

Looking at the turbulent waterfall in front of him, he suddenly looked at the Ximen Fengshen beside him with an ugly face. "Master, shouldn't we be cultivating here?"

"This is it. ”

Standing at the foot of the waterfall, Ximen Fengshen said calmly: "Ten thousand swords definitely belong to the advanced sword skills of the ground level, don't think that cultivation is so simple." The first form you practiced yesterday was just getting started. ”

The main point is that he feels that his injuries have worsened, and he wants to teach his things to Night Star as soon as possible during this time.

"Give me your sword" After speaking, he stretched out his right hand and held the black iron sword handed over by the night star,

"Look carefully", said Ximen Fengshen holding a black iron sword, his body slowly rose into the air towards the center of the stream, when his body reached the top of the water. Ximen Fengshen clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, let out a low cry in his mouth, and his body suddenly moved. The tip of the right foot stepped on the water surface, and quickly transformed into an afterimage parallel to the waterfall and went up into the void, reaching the body dozens of meters above the water surface and instantly froze, the iron sword from left to right and then from bottom to top, and the body rotated two positions in mid-air. In the end, the golden light of the iron sword in his hand became stronger and stronger, slashing towards the waterfall.

"The Second Form: The First Dawn"

"Boom..."I saw that the surface of the waterfall turbulent between the rapids exploded, and a huge round puddle appeared in the middle of the waterfall for a short time, countless water and rain scattered around, and countless water mist filled the sky, under the sunlight, it was extremely spectacular. The water vapor under the waterfall completely obscured the view of the night star

Night Star opened his mouth wide and looked at the master who was slowly descending in the air, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"Master, it's so powerful" At this time, Night Star looked at Ximen Fengshen with a frightened face.

"From today onwards, you will cultivate here first, and when your own strength reaches the intermediate swordsman, the first and second forms can barely be mastered" looked down at the night star and was serious.

Night Star gathered his mind and hurriedly bowed to "Yes, Master", looked at the back of Ximen Fengshen leaving, gritted his teeth fiercely, turned around and took off his clothes, and then jumped into the stream and walked up cautiously, the closer to the waterfall, the greater the impact of the water flow, and the night star who walked up didn't have time to hold his sword, he was hit by the huge water current, and fell into the water with a crooked foot. Finally got out of the water and was hit by a wave of water and drowned in the water, again and again the night star repeatedly held the sword up, and after repeating this hundreds of times, slowly the night star was able to stand with the sword, and in the end he could make one or two moves.

Standing behind the fork in the woods, Ximen Fengshen saw the night star like this, nodded in satisfaction, and slowly disappeared in place.