When the sun rises to the top of the mountain, the bright white sun quickly sweeps through the shade like a fan, shining everything in the bright light.

The flowers and trees in the distance and near the distance, as well as the green mountains and green waters, are all covered with glow and full of vitality.

The transparent and crystal dew on the leaves of the grass and trees seems to be inlaid with diamonds, and the crystal light is shining and beautiful.

The breeze crossed the mountain beams and trees, caressing clumps of artemisia grass in the valley.

Blowing a few teenagers lying on the flowers and grass by the lake, sleeping horizontally.

The cool morning breeze blew their clothes and blew the handsome black hair on their foreheads, but they still slept soundly, perhaps in the warm sun and the refreshing mountain breeze, they felt more comfortable and comfortable, and slept more comfortably.

Four or five butterflies fluttered and frolicked around the flowers that looked up and waved to the sun.

The flowers, with the help of a light breeze, fight back against a few playful butterflies 'Go away, go away, we want to soak up the moisture of the sun'

'Beauty, let me pick some honey!' fluttered, frolicking butterflies flirting with the flowers that blushed and bowed their heads.

The lake water rippled in layers of ripples in the breeze, and a few fish spit bubbles out against the mirrored lake: 'I vomit a circle'

'My Circle, My Big'

'My Many'

A swarm of mosquitoes and flies, like a swooping bomber, flew superbly over the clumps of flowers and plants, flew over the rippling lake, and flew to a young man lying on the ground, covered in blood stains.

On the hillside, among the tall dense foliage, a few finches chirped and chirped, looking for the fat breakfast meat* insects.

Under the attack of a large group of mosquitoes and flies, Zimo suddenly woke up, and hated to fan the air in front of his face and above his head with his hands, sweeping away those mosquitoes and flies that attacked him.

The body is a little sore, people haven't slept enough, it's really annoying, Zimo reluctantly opened his eyes, looked around, and saw a few brothers lying on the ground and still sleeping.

Large bundles of herbs are stacked all around

"Hehe, money fan," Zimo pouted happily when he woke up.

Zimo, who was about to stand up, was suddenly attacked by a swarm of mosquitoes and flies, and of course the mosquitoes and flies would not give up this delicious meal easily.

Zimo, who woke up after being harassed, was already a little unhappy, and came again?

Zimo was a little angry, and fixed his eyes to observe the mosquitoes and flies that were about to slap at him.

Five, fifteen, forty-five, seventy-six, why are there so many? Zimo subconsciously stirred the air, and a large air flow stirred in the dense area of mosquitoes and flies, and the mosquitoes and flies fell to the grass one after another after the impact of the agitated air flow rotated, and the remaining mosquitoes and flies in the air were scattered indiscriminately by the air current.

Zimo looked at the mosquitoes and flies that fell one after another, and was shocked! It can't be! It's windy, and the mosquitoes and flies are killed.

Surprised, Zimo found that he could count the number of mosquitoes and flies flying indiscriminately at a glance just now, and Zimo suddenly felt that what he had just subconsciously used was actually a flowing water sword technique that he had not been able to use for a long time.

The flowing water swordsmanship was realized by himself after the old man in white met in a dream, and it is something that will never be forgotten for the rest of his life, and it is buried very deeply in his mind.

How many times have I practiced, I always can't use it, I know the trick, I know the method, and I know the result, but I just can't do it, and after falling asleep, I actually unconsciously use it on the mosquito and fly.

Completely do not move out and use a bit of true qi within yourself, but only the true qi emanating from your mind and the surface of your skin to guide the power of heaven and earth in nature and stimulate it.

After Zimo was pleasantly surprised, a source of happiness emanated from the depths of his heart, quickly filling his chest, and indescribable joy welled up on Zimo's face.

Zimo picked up the Tieqing Sword in his hand, and used a smooth and unreal flowing water sword technique, and a thin silk line of sword qi was like an arc, flying in all directions and disappearing into the air.

2 meters, fly 2 meters away and disappear into the air.

Zimo laughed a little, but he couldn't help it, for fear of waking up the three brothers who had been tired all night.

Flowing water swordsmanship, although the attack is not high, it is not far, but, but I have practiced it myself, and the joy of success is far greater than the small loss of power.

Zimo repeatedly used the flowing water sword technique that he had just succeeded, although it was only one move, but Zimo was still happy and happy.

After doing it more than a dozen times, Zimo calmed down and looked at Da Yang shining on the grass The sleeping posture of the three brothers, Da Yang, who had already sunburned their foreheads, sweated finely, and the three of them subconsciously turned over in their sleep, so that their heads and faces were facing away from the sun.

Guarding himself all night, and at the same time digging herbs, until they were safe, they slept around them in extreme sleepiness, Zimo's heart was sour, looking around, Zimo walked to a small slope under a dense leaf tree ten meters high, with the thickness of an arm, and swung his sword forty-five degrees down the heel of the tree.

"Huh" Tie Qingjian is like cutting tofu, it is not difficult at all, so that Zimo who is straining almost dodge, why is it so fast?

The tree, which came out of the oblique mouth from slow to fast, quickly planted on the ground, did not shake even a little.

Zimo looked at Tie Qingjian suspiciously, and didn't have time to think about why, but it was a little strange, when did Tie Qingjian become so sharp.

Zimo was now thinking about how to insert the big tree in the middle of the grass where they were sleeping.

Zimo circled around the tree that was cut off by himself and planted in the ground more than a dozen times, not daring to start.

It seems that it should be very heavy, and I may, absolutely not move, and if I do, I may have to fall. ’

After more than a dozen circles, Zimo decided to knock down the tree first, and after knocking it down, see if he could drag it over, and then think of a way to plug the tree.

Zimo, who had made up his mind, squatted halfway, put his legs on both sides of the tree pole, and wrapped his hands around the tree pole to make his waist hard.

"Pedaling, Pedaling, Pedaling......"

Zimo was shocked, and he actually hugged the tree and flashed seven or eight meters away.

"Well??? tree, why is the tree so light, why is this tree so light, the tree must not be a bad tree, right?"

I was surprised that even a pig could know that he had successfully quenched his body, and he had the power of a thousand catties, or even a thousand catties.

It is precisely because of the successful quenching of the body that this arm-thick, ten-meter-tall tree looks as light as a feather in his hands.

Zimo inserted the tree pole, which was about ten meters high and cut forty-five degrees, into the center of the flower and grass where the three of them were sleeping.

The sudden coolness made the three Leng Xiyan, who were sweating and sleeping on the top of their heads, He Xiaoliang and Ma Cheng stretched their waists, and continued to lie comfortably and coolly on the flowers and grass, sleeping under the shade of the trees.

Looking at the three sleepy brothers, Zimo felt that his whole body smelled bad, and when he looked down at himself, he found that his whole body was covered with dirt.

Zimo quickly plunged into the lake, stuck the iron green sword on the shore of the lake, stripped naked and barebacked, and swam naked into the lake to bury his neck and start cleaning up the dirt.

Half a moment later, Zimo began to wash his clothes, and after washing them, he dried them on the grass.

Zimo stood on the grass by the lake, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said that there was no one here except for the three brothers who were sleeping soundly.

But Zimo still felt that it was a little inappropriate to be undressed and swaying here, so he took the Tie Qing Sword and began to play in the water, waiting for his clothes to be bright and dry.

"Hehe, Flowing Water Sword" Zimo happily used a bland trick flowing water sword in the lake water one after another.

From a distance, Zimo was like a young farmer suddenly playing, making the sword slash flat one by one, slashing the ripples on the surface of the lake.

Zimo, who was playing, felt that he had infinite strength, so he began to slowly increase his strength, and after cutting out a sword qi, he added a little force to cut the next sword qi.

Cut one, add a little strength, cut a sword qi, add a little strength.

After adding force fifteen or sixteen times, Zimo felt as if he hadn't used half of his full strength yet.

Could it be the result of yesterday's deer antler velvet, the result of his own successful quenching and condensation?

Only then did Zimo suddenly notice the change in himself, and the changes in his strength and dantian had changed drastically.