Mu Lingjiu's guess was right, flowing through the waterfall is the way forward.

It's just that this waterfall is so good! Definitely not!

First of all, the depth of the river is unknown, because it is impossible to see the end.

Mu Ling Jiu picked up a small stone from the ground, threw it into the river, and then stopped moving.

This must not be easy to enter the water, the nine eyes of the pastoral spirit glanced around.

That beautiful and delicate face paused, when was there more pumice on the water in front of him? Did she just not see it??

At the same time, a little Lori in a green dress in the water sat indifferently in the water, with some chagrin in her eyes.

How did she just forget to get the talc to surface!

For the sudden appearance of talc, will Sister Mu suspect anything!

Belch... However, as long as Sister Mu doesn't find her, it's fine!

Mu Lingjiu leaned close to the pumice stone and observed.

The pumice stones were of different sizes, but they were just right to help her reach the waterfall, and although the stone was round and shriveled, the surface was smooth enough to fall into the water.

Mu Lingjiu pondered for a moment, then took off his boots and socks, revealing his white jade feet.

Then tentatively put one foot on the talc and stepped on it.

It seemed that it could, so when Mu Lingjiu stepped on the other foot, her body was a little unstable, not because it was slippery, but because she felt that the stone was shaking.

What the hell!!

Mu Lingjiu's body swayed from side to side, as if she would fall into the water in the next second.

After her body stabilized a little, one quickly stood on another pumice stone.

This pumice stone is much larger than the previous one, and you can sit down directly.

And Mu Lingjiu did sit down, it was really not of her own volition, because she felt that the stone had a tendency to move, and she was afraid that she would be thrown into the water in the next second.

The pumice stone seemed to be alive, moving directly in front of the waterfall, and then stopped at the center of the waterfall.

In other words, Mu Ling Jiu is equivalent to drenching in the waterfall rain, and the infinite impact of the water flow reaches her whole body.

The waterfall practice pastoral nine only felt a little indescribable.

In modern times, she has experienced that it is to stand under the waterfall and be baptized by its washing. But the modern one is not at the same level as this at all, and the cultivation she is experiencing now can be described as a true practice.

At this moment, Mu Lingjiu's mind only heard the sound of rumbling water, and his head was smashed painfully. The point is that it can't hold on, and it can't be said to stop.

It lasted like this for thirty minutes, and the pumice stone let her go and led her through the waterfall.

The waterfall is still a waterway, but there is no water pouring down,

Pastoral Jiupan sat on the pumice stone, his brain was still buzzing, and the clothes on his body were completely soaked.

It's literally double the mental and physical torture.

It's still the kind of torture that goes to death.

After passing through the waterfall, it turned out to be a forest.

Mu Lingjiu did not ink, although he was tired, he still walked forward, his face was calm, and his spirit was the highest level of concentration.

When I walked into the woods, I heard the sound of rustling.

A rabbit scurried out of nowhere and crashed directly into a tree and died.

The tree was also frightened, and dropped a few red fruits.

There was also a spirit monkey on the tree, and after seeing this scene, he couldn't stop laughing.

Then one was unsteady and fell down.

The spirit monkey that fell to the ground only felt extremely annoyed, and angrily spewed out a fire, but ignited the fallen dry branches on the side.