Whoa!

Mo whispered his upper body, stood under a waterfall, and waved the dragon knife in his hand again and again under the turbulent water.

This is the method of exercising physical strength that Mo Qingyu thought of.

The weight of the Blade will not change, and he can only use it normally if he improves his arm strength and stamina.

Ordinary exercise methods take a long time and have little effect.

So Mo Qingyu thought of this method, swinging his knife in the fast-flowing waterfall to exercise his physical strength and arm strength.

"Whew..."

In the waterfall, Mo Qingyu's breathing became heavier and heavier, he had already swung the knife thousands of times under the pressure of the current, his physical strength had been overdrawn, and now he was completely relying on his will to support his body and continue to maintain the movement of swinging the knife.

Smack!

One knife, another knife, Mo whispered and waved the dragon knife again and again, cutting off the water flow, the water flow compounded, and another knife was slashed.

Gradually, he swung his knife more and more slowly, until he almost lost the strength to lift his arm, and his body began to shake under the wash of the waterfall.

Bang!

After all, he had no strength to support him, and fell into the water under the washing of the waterfall.

"Ahem!"

Mo whispered from the calm water, coughing violently, his face a little ruddy.

Whoa...

With the last of his strength, Mo quietly swam to the shore, facing the sky, with his limbs spread, lying on the shore, greedily breathing some sweet air.

It was the fourteenth time in seven days, and he had gotten used to it, but he still hated drowning in the water.

The only thing that made him happy was that he had lasted longer than the last time, and according to his rough estimates, it was about ten minutes, which was a good improvement.

Lying on the flat grass, Mo quietly closed his eyes slightly, recovering his lost physical strength, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, listening to the melodious birdsong, and enjoying a rare comfortable time.

After a while, Mo Qingyu stood up from the grass, sighed, and said to himself, "Go on." ”

Thump!

Mo whispered into the drink again, swimming towards the location of the waterfall.

Skillfully climbed to the stone platform under the waterfall, held the dragon knife in his hand, raised his arm, and slashed forward.

During these seven days, Mo whispered as if it were a machine, repeating the same movements, over and over again.

In the past seven days, the biggest change he felt was that there was no unfamiliar feeling when he held the Yin Dragon Knife, but some familiarity, as if he was communicating with an old friend, smooth and natural.

Smack...

The sound of the dragon knife colliding with the water was muffled by the sound of the rushing water of the waterfall, but it was clearly transmitted in Mo Qingyu's ears.

It's quieter...

He had a keen insight into the changes in the sound of the water, and the sound of the water peeing meant that his knife was faster and the angle was more stable, which was a significant improvement from seven days ago.

Click... Click...

Suddenly, a series of faint sounds came out of Mo Qingyu's body.

Thump!

Mo whispered, his mind was stagnant, he didn't stand firm under his feet, he was washed by the turbulent water of the waterfall and fell into the water.

In the water, Mo Qingyu retrieved the fallen Yinlong Knife, looked inward at his body, and examined the source of the sound in his body just now.

"It's... The Blade Seed has bloomed!" Mo whispered excitedly and couldn't help but shout.

The sound just now turned out to be the sound of the knife seed cracking!

At this moment, the sword momentum seed had completely changed, and the originally dull shell had been shattered in half, revealing the miniature knife flower inside, emitting a faint light in Mo Qingyu's dantian, floating in the lower position of the fuzzy sword soul.

When the knife flower was in full bloom, Mo Qingyu's understanding of the knife was no longer a mirror flower, but a real sense of the existence of the knife.

At this moment, in front of his eyes, the river can be used as a knife, the mountains and rocks can be used as a knife, and every grass and tree can be used as a knife.

This is the mystery of the sword!

Mo whispered and visualized the miniature knife flowers in the dantian, and realized something in his heart.

The knife is just a title, just like a person's name, he can be called Mo Qingyu, and others can also be called Mo Qingyu.

The knife is not just a materialized weapon, it has a soul of its own and can inhabit any object, which can be a river, a stone, a grass, a wood, or even the human body itself.

Mo whispered in his heart, and couldn't help but scratch his fingers to refer to the knife, floating and swiping.

Snort...

The air rattled with the sharpness of his fingers, and the void was cut through a gap, and then returned to normal under the action of the rules of heaven and earth.

"I succeeded!" Mo whispered in surprise, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

The mystery of the sword, which is difficult for anyone in the Yunhai Realm to comprehend, has already entered the middle of the Hidden Realm.

Even if he told others in person, I'm afraid few people wouldn't believe it.

Mo Qingyu's comprehension of the mystery of the sword is different from the dark mystery, and he has reached the beginning, not only limited to a single move, but can be used flexibly.

Unexpectedly, when exercising physical strength and arm strength, the knife seed completed its transformation and bloomed into a knife flower, which also contains the mystery of the knife.

Looking inwardly at his body, Mo Qingyu noticed that the appearance of the knife flower was a little immature, obviously not reaching the maturity stage, and there was still a chance to grow.

It's just that Daohua seems to be a little afraid of the fuzzy sword soul, and he doesn't dare to approach the fuzzy sword soul at all, but only dares to float in the lower position of the fuzzy sword soul, occupying the lower part of the dantian in his body, emitting a faint light, which is a little mysterious.

"Whisper!"

Suddenly, there was a call from the woods next to the waterfall, it was Mo's soft voice.

Mo Qingrou knew that Mo Qingyu had been practicing under a waterfall in the Whispering Peak for the past few days, so she came here according to her memory.

"I'm here!" Mo whispered in response, tucking the dragon knife into the spatial necklace and swimming to the grass on the shore.

Feeling a little uncomfortable in his somewhat wet body, Mo Qingyu immediately activated the Xuanhuang Mother Qi and steamed the water vapor on his clothes.

As the white gas rose, the water vapor on Mo Qingyu's clothes evaporated invisibly.

At the same time, Mo Qingzi trotted all the way and came to Mo Qingyu.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Mo Qingyu asked when he saw that the other party was a little anxious.

"A middle-aged man claiming to be the Great Elder's attendant has come looking for you. Mo gently pointed to the location at the bottom of the mountain and spoke.

Although Mo Qingrou trotted all the way, his breathing was still even, and his breath was steady, obviously because of his diligent cultivation for many days.

The acolyte of the Great Elder?

Mo Qingyu couldn't guess the other party's intention, so he responded: "Let's go, let's go meet him." ”

"Good. Mo nodded softly, and walked towards the foot of the Whispering Peak with Mo Qingyu.

Because he was afraid that the Great Elder's attendants would wait too long, Mo Qingyu took Mo Qingyu's arm, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, arriving at the foot of Qingyu Peak after a while.