Call!

After Murong Bai exhaled a breath of turbidity, he stood up, his fists slowly clenched, and he felt that his body was full of explosive power, and he urgently needed to vent it.

Without bothering to put away the Spirit Gathering Array, Murong Bai came to the entrance of the cave, found a vacant lot, and used the Fuhu Fist to make the wind whirring, flying sand and stones, and the smoke and dust rolling.

After a punch, I felt that the explosive power in my body had calmed down a lot, and I smelled the smell of stinky sweat emanating from my body Murong Bai grinned, why is my body so stinky.

Murong Bai broke through his cultivation just now, and a large amount of black viscous impurities overflowed from his body, coupled with a stinky sweat from punching just now, his body naturally stinked.

Murong Bai trotted all the way to the river, plunged into the river, took a bath happily, felt refreshed, and found that his originally black and yellow skin was actually covered with a faint halo like white porcelain.

Breaking through cultivation is a lot of benefits, even my black boy is about to become a little white face now, haha, Sister Allure is waiting for me, when I am more handsome, I will officially marry you.

Murong Bai yelled at the river a few times, venting his lovesickness for the city, although people didn't know who he was, but this did not prevent Murong Bai's unrequited love.

It's still early to go to bed, it's better to practice the knife skills again, the Badao has been bought for a long time, and I haven't had time to practice, and now after the breakthrough in cultivation, I don't have to think about breaking through the realm in a short time, so it's better to take this opportunity to practice the Badao well, otherwise it's not a matter to always take the big knife to do pure physical attacks.

Do what you want, Murong Bai immediately sat cross-legged on a piece of grass by the river, took out the sword from the storage bag, and looked at it carefully, in fact, this knife technique was a page-sized picture, with nine portraits of people in different poses.

The sword is divided into three types, the first type is surging waves, the second type is selfless, and the third type is desireless. Each style has three character drawings, and it also corresponds to a cultivation level.

For example, the first form is suitable for the cultivation of martial artists below the eight-star martial apprentice, the second style is suitable for the cultivation of nine-star martial disciples to ten-star martial artists, and the third form can be cultivated by reaching one-star warriors.

Murong Bai was an eight-star martial artist when he bought the sword technique, and now he is a nine-star martial artist, so Murong Bai directly ignored the first type of Wan Lang, "Lao Tzu is now a nine-star martial artist, so he should cultivate from the second type." ”

However, the second form of selflessness is not so easy to cultivate, because Murong Bai always can't comprehend what the realm of "selflessness" is, and he has practiced hundreds of times without figuring out a Dao.

But Murong Bai is also a tendon, that is, the more difficult things are, the more he will do them with his heart, even if it is difficult, he must do his best to complete it.

"Ya, I don't believe it's not good to practice!" Murong Bai came up vigorously, picked up the Ming Hong knife, and continued to practice over and over again patiently according to the knife posture of the figure on the picture.

Even the bastard grinned at the corner of his mouth when he saw it, "This bastard boy, he started to come sideways, he really can't pull back nine cows, do you want to remind me, if you continue to practice like this, the whole person must collapse." ”

Although the bastard had the heart to remind him, he still gritted his teeth and endured it, "Let this kid practice again, just once!" While hesitating in his heart, he kept muttering: "Whoever makes you abuse the old man all the time, the old man will not remind you, he will let you prostration, he will let you prostration..."

Until it was almost dawn, Murong Bai was standing by the river, still thinking about the route of the knife, and he never stopped for a moment.

"Hey, forget it, I'm practicing tomorrow, I'm sleepy, yawning!" Murong Bai's eyelids were almost open, and even his arm holding the knife was a little numb.

Even so, Murong Bai was still insisting, and when he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, Murong Bai secretly cheered himself up: "Practice one last time, practice one last time..."

In this way, Murong Bai practiced more than a dozen times, and his upper and lower eyelids were already fighting frequently.

In the end, after Murong Bai closed his eyes, his mind was full of the knife posture of the picture character, at this moment, Murong Bai entered a wonderful state because of his physical and mental exhaustion, forgetting his own existence, as if his soul was out of his body, and his whole mind became ethereal.

Call!

Exhaled imperceptibly, Murong Bai's arm holding the knife slowly raised, because his wrist really had no strength, and the other hand naturally lifted at the same time, forming a posture of holding the knife in both hands, and at this time, the aura in his body had formed an inertia and poured into the Ming Hong knife.

I saw that when a white lightning appeared in the air, the Ming Hong knife raised high suddenly slashed downward, and in an instant, a long white knife rainbow appeared in the sky, breaking through the void, buzzing, and falling straight to the river in front of him.

Bang!

On the surface of the slowly flowing river, a striking chasm suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a huge wave more than two feet high was set off.

At the same time, the bastard had just made up his mind to open his mouth to warn him, when suddenly a terrifying roar of water waves came.

"What's the situation?" the bastard was startled, and his consciousness immediately spread, "I'm going to go, this kid has succeeded!" The bastard looked at the huge waves on the river, and his eyes straightened in surprise.

The splashing sound of the water suddenly woke Murong Bai up, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the surging waves in front of him, Murong Bai was stunned, and then his eyes showed ecstasy.

"Lao Tzu succeeded, hahaha..."Murong Bai looked up to the sky and laughed, very proud, Lao Tzu is a cow, and he didn't forget to practice when he was about to fall asleep.

"This kid is really wonderful, and he can be practiced like this. The bastard muttered sourly, he realized the realm of "no self" back then, but it took three days and three nights, and this kid who didn't know a few big words only took one night to comprehend, could it be that this kid's qualifications are better than his own, shouldn't it.

In fact, to enter the realm of selflessness, it is not difficult to say that it is difficult, and it is difficult to say that it is difficult, Murong Bai had too many distracting thoughts in his heart earlier, so no matter how he practiced, he would not enter the state of selflessness.

It was also a coincidence, when he was about to fall asleep, with the stubborn perseverance in his heart, when he made the last attempt, Murong Bai naturally entered the realm of selflessness, and the second form of the sword was practiced in a daze.

Murong Bai is not nothing, he has practiced so many times but has not succeeded, and in the end, when he is tired and wants to fall asleep, he has practiced instead, and there must be a trick in this.

As soon as his mind turned, Murong Bai immediately sat cross-legged by the river, and while running the Qiankun Dou to restore his cultivation, he carefully recalled the wonderful feeling he had when he took out the knife just now.

Opportunity is like lightning, fleeting, if you don't grasp it, then success will become occasional, Murong Bai doesn't want to practice it only once, if when facing the enemy, suddenly the sword technique is not bright, then it will be big.

Two hours later.

Murong Bai slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of sudden realization in his eyes.