"How is it? It feels good, right?" Yan Xi didn't know when she came out of the side, and looked at Zhao Xiaoyi strangely and said softly.

Zhao Xiaoyi clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then said, "It's okay! What are you going to let me do next?"

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't ask who Yanxi was, nor did he ask what kind of strength he was, but those who can control things like the Colorful Divine Stone must not be mediocre, and they should not be bad if they do what Yanxi said.

"I have an iron sword here, and a volume of martial arts, although they are not good things, but you can make do with them first!" Yan Xi pondered for a moment, and then with a single move, a red scroll and a thick long sword flashed out.

Staring at the two things suspended in front of him, Zhao Xiaoyi reached out and grabbed the wide long sword in his hand.

However, he ignored the weight of the long sword, and as soon as it arrived in his hand, the long sword sank, but fortunately he reflected it in time and did not fall to the ground.

"How can it be so heavy?" Gripping the hilt of the long sword tightly in his hand, Zhao Xiaoyi said with a slight difference, even if the ordinary iron sword is wide, it will not make him feel difficult to wield, but at the moment, this long sword makes him feel uncontrollable.

"This is made of fine iron, it must be heavy, but it's just an ordinary sword, if you want a haode weapon, you can find it yourself in the future!"

Zhao Xiaoyi nodded lightly, didn't study too much, reached out and grabbed it again, and the red scroll fell into his hand.

The scroll was fiery red, slightly cool to the hand, and paused for a moment, and then Zhao Xiaoyi unfolded the scroll.

"Xuan-rank low-level martial arts, Qingyun Sword!" Unfolded the scroll, looking at the eye-catching big characters on the scroll, Zhao Xiaoyi's breathing suddenly became heavy, "It turned out to be a Xuan-level low-level martial art!"

Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes had a fiery look that could not be concealed, this level of martial arts was enough to make him fanatical.

Martial arts, simply put, is the technique of fighting in battle, the higher the martial arts, the greater the power, martial arts from high to low can be divided into four levels, heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, each level is divided into three levels, **, it is also a way to cultivate vitality, cultivators need a** to allow themselves to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, so that the strength can continue to improve, **different, the degree of improvement is not the same, the classification of the level is the same as martial arts, but although it is said haode** It can quickly improve people's strength, but the higher the level, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and many people can't understand it when they get haode**, so they can only watch.

Martial arts are divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang, although it is said that the martial arts of a volume of Xuanjie are not very high, but for Zhao Xiaoyi, it is already very good, you know, even in Wang Tong's family, there are only martial arts of the Yellow Order, and the highest is only the intermediate level of the Yellow Order.

"A volume of Xuan-level martial arts will let you do this, it's really useless. Seeing Zhao Xiaoyi's fanatical eyes, Yanxi said disdainfully.

"I'm different from you, eldest sister, you're from a big sect, I'm just a little minion in the middle of nowhere. Zhao Xiaoyi glanced at Yanxi and said.

"Okay, I won't ramble with you, you can receive the information on the scroll first, this is a copy of the scroll, in which you need mental power to receive the information of the scroll, you don't have mental power now, you just need to look at the scroll, I'll help you." Yanxi glared at Zhao Xiaoyi with disgust, and then said.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyi nodded lightly, unfolded the scroll again, and then his gaze fell on the scroll.

And at this time, Yan Xi hadn't made a move yet, and suddenly Zhao Xiaoyi felt a buzz in his head, and the information on the scroll actually began to pour into his mind, and when Yan Xi made a move, the information in the scroll had been received by Zhao Xiaoyi.

"What's going on?didn't Yanxi say that she needed mental power, how could this information automatically run into my head?" Zhao Xiaoyi's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know what was going on just now, and Yanxi didn't seem to notice this scene.

A look of horror flashed on his face, Zhao Xiaoyi slowly closed the scroll, the scene just now was too abrupt, he didn't know what the situation was, so he didn't tell Yanxi.

"How do you feel?" Seeing Zhao Xiaoyi finish receiving the information on the scroll, Yanxi said with a smile at this time.

"My head is a little swollen!" Zhao Xiaoyi rubbed his temples, this information was huge, and it did make his head feel a pain, but he could also clearly feel that the information of the scroll was in his mind.

"It's normal for your head to swell, it will be fine in a while, okay, it's not early, let's go out and practice!"

Coming out of the colorful divine stone, the sound of the waterfall suddenly came into his ears, he opened his slightly narrowed eyes, took a deep breath, looking at the green shade in front of him, Zhao Xiaoyi felt a lot more comfortable, the kind of empty scene in the colorful divine stone, people always felt not very good, and I don't know how Yanxi came inside.

"Do you see that waterfall!" Yanxi also swept out at this time, and as soon as she came out, she pointed to the waterfall flowing above the waterhole, "This waterhole is not deep, you walk from this waterhole to the bottom of the waterfall, raise your sword above your head, when you can hold on to the waterfall for an hour, it is the fifth layer of the body." ”

Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes stared at the waterfall pouring down like the Milky Way in front of him, this waterfall is ten meters high, although the water flow is not very urgent, but it is not small, it is indeed not a simple matter to insist on an hour under such a wash.

Whew! With a deep breath, Zhao Xiaoyi took off the sword behind his back, and then stepped into the waterhole.

The waterhole is indeed not deep, and the water is very cold above Zhao Xiaoyi's thighs, but this coolness makes Zhao Xiaoyi's spirits even more invigorating.

He approached the waterfall as he approached, but as soon as he touched the waterfall, the rapids knocked him down.

Poof! His body was soaked with water, Zhao Xiaoyi wiped the water stains on his face, gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

The strong impact of the waterfall slapped the slightly thin figure, and under the waterfall, Zhao Xiaoyi was knocked down over and over again, but he stood up again and again, and so on for a quarter of an hour, he was able to barely stand under the water, but if he wanted to raise the sword, it was still a little troublesome, but Zhao Xiaoyi did not give in to this, and every time he fell, he aroused his fighting spirit even more, and tried to raise the sword again and again, until his knee broke on the stone, and the long sword in his hand was finally able to be raised under the waterfall.

Yanxi sat on the peach tree on the shore, playing with a peach blossom in her hand, looking at the indomitable Zhao Xiaoyi under the waterfall, she showed an appreciative smile on her face.

Time passed, the red sun gradually set in the west, and a touch of sunset appeared in the sky, dyeing the whole sky fiery red.

Zhao Xiaoyi tossed in the waterfall for a day, at dusk, he finally couldn't bear it, fell into the water and couldn't get up again, Yanxi on the shore raised his hand, and then Zhao Xiaoyi floated out of the water and landed on the shore.

"Hehe, how do you feel?" Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi, who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog, Yan Xi smiled coquettishly.

Zhao Xiaoyi no longer had the strength to speak, he felt like his whole body was prostration, he couldn't use any strength, after soaking in the water for a day, his skin was soaked white, and after a day of tossing, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't reach what Yanxi said Holding a sword under the waterfall for an hour, he had reached the limit.

"If you want to achieve the most haode effect, you must constantly break through the limit of what your body can bear, so that you will increase next time. Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi's resentful eyes, Yanxi smiled faintly, and then made a move of her hand, Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, and the two of them came to the mysterious space of the colorful divine stone again.

"I've prepared the spiritual liquid for you, you can soak it in the wooden basin by yourself!" Yan Xi stared at Zhao Xiaoyi who was lying on the ground, and her voice fell, and then her figure flashed and disappeared again.

Zhao Xiaoyi lay on the ground weakly, although his whole body was almost collapsed, but his consciousness was still awake, he exhaled deeply, and then struggled to prop up his body, and the remaining trace of liliang made him take off the clothes on his body, and then moved it to the wooden basin with difficulty.

The red water liquid in the wooden basin rippled, and when Zhao Xiaoyi sat down, a stream of red water rose up, and after emerging from the water, it drilled into Zhao Xiaoyi's body.

The airflow followed Zhao Xiaoyi's breathing to his body, and at this time, Zhao Xiaoyi, who was sitting cross-legged in the basin, felt as if there was a warm current flowing through his body, warming his tired bones and muscles, and under the flow of this warm current, the exhaustion on his body was disappearing little by little.

Feeling this scene, Zhao Xiaoyi's spirits perked up, and he hurriedly made a handprint, and in an instant, all the major pores on his body were greatly opened, greedily inhaling the fluttering green airflow.

"It's a good thing! No wonder it's so expensive outside. Feeling the energy flowing in his body, Zhao Xiaoyi secretly said in his heart, between the energy flowing, the liliang of his body is gradually recovering, and I am afraid that it will not be long before he can return to his previous state again.

(Look at the secretary to collect, the new work needs flowers)