The golden light shone on the earth, and the mist of the Qinglang Mountains surged.

Mo Yun stood at the vine, his eyes were deep, and he watched the purple qi rising in the east and the red sun rising.

There is not much dry food in the baggage, and we have to plan ahead. With this in mind, he turned back and looked at the trunk of the ancient tree, cracked, and the years were merciless.

Taking a step, Tsing Yi moved with blood stains and the wind. Circling down the vines and stepping on the ground again, he felt the time running out, and at this pace, it was still too slow to enter the swordsman.

If you have lost the road ahead, step on one. Mo Yun stepped on the rotten branches and leaves, making a squeaking sound, since entering the Qinglang Mountain Range, he didn't encounter any sword cultivation, so it's okay, but it's troublesome!

To the east, further to the east!

Stop at the top of the hill and look down at the waterhole and a valley below. The blue sky is like washing, the sun is shining, the waterfall is rapid, and it is a good place to practice.

With no road around, he made his way up the top of the mountain until he finally reached the entrance to the deep valley. The entrance is not large, and the mountains and forests outside are lush, which just blocks the view. If the deep valley hadn't been discovered beforehand, who would have known that there was a cave inside.

It took nearly an hour to finally come to the front of the deep pool. He breathed in the cold breath, stretched out his palm, and lowered it into the pool. At this time, the water is still warm and extraordinary.

When the pool of water enters the abdomen, a warm current immediately rises and ripples in the body. The expression on his face changed, and he didn't dare to delay more, so he immediately sat down cross-legged, ran his internal strength, and guided the warm current into the meridians. It wasn't until the internal strength enveloped the warm current that he realized how much power the warm current contained.

Just by taking a sip, the aura contained in the pool water is even stronger than his internal strength. Wrapped in internal strength, Mo Yun had to divide the warm current into several strands and prepare to refine them one by one.

The differentiation of the warm current was very smooth, and he hardly spent much energy. Wrap the small warm current with internal strength again, and drag it into the meridians. Only in the meridians can the internal energy be able to refine the aura contained in the warm current.

The small stream of warm current aura seemed to know its fate, and refused to enter the meridians. In desperation, he used all his internal strength, and there was a tendency to become a benevolent if he did not succeed. If the refining fails, all of your internal strength will be consumed, and there will be no gain.

He's going to gamble that he'll succeed!

The power of the full burst of internal strength was not weak, and he successfully dragged the small stream of aura and moved forward a little. This is a signal, his confidence has increased greatly, and he is desperately urging his internal strength to move forward.

As soon as the small stream of aura was dragged, it immediately retreated spiritually. It was wrapped in internal strength, and there was no way out, and it was dragged hard by internal energy, constantly approaching the meridians.

The closer to the meridians, the stronger the aura resistance becomes, but the internal strength is biting hard, just not letting go.

One last point is missing!

He kept snorting, and his internal energy suddenly exerted his strength again, dragging the aura into the meridians in one fell swoop. As soon as it enters the meridians, the aura no longer struggles and has accepted its fate.

The inner strength enveloped it, happily wandering in the meridians, constantly assimilating the aura, and the slightest heat flowed out, penetrating into the flesh and bones.

After half a pillar of incense, the small strand of aura was finally refined.

The internal energy refused to stop at all, and marched towards the other auras again. With the success of the first time, the next one was much simpler, four or five strands of spiritual energy were refined one after another, and the internal strength grew much stronger.

Mo Yun had a clear feeling that his body was strengthened again. Compared to the original thin body, it is now at least twice as powerful, and although it looks weak, the power contained in it has changed drastically.

Looking at the deep pool in surprise, the shock was inexplicable.

This is a treasure land, in the huge deep pool, it can be said that it is a liquefied aura, as long as it is continuously refined, it will definitely be able to advance by leaps and bounds, and in the next few days, it will be here to reach the sword disciple or even higher.

He stood at the edge of the deep pool, his eyes flashing, staring at the bottom of the pool. The water in the pool is turquoise, and it is difficult to see the situation below. Occasionally, there is a splash in the water, or a fish jumping out of the water. There are still fish in the waterhole with such a rich aura?

The fish is not big, not as long as chopsticks! Ignoring it for the time being, he needs to find a shelter at night first, the weather is cold, and his body has not yet reached the point where the cold and heat will not invade.

Looking back at the steep cliff face, I had an idea.

Shui Han Sword, it's up to you this time!" He stared with deep eyes and gently stroked the Shui Han Sword. The sword body is cold in the hand, the chill penetrates into the bone marrow, the sharp qi is emanated, and the cold light flashes, this is a rare good sword.

For the first time, his opinion of his father changed slightly.

Approaching the cliff, he clenched the Shui Han Sword with both hands, and kept thinking about yesterday's sword in his mind, and slashed it hard. He has practiced this movement for five years and is extremely skilled.

"Click!"

The blade of the sword shook, the rubble collapsed, and the cliff wall left a sword mark half a foot deep.

Mo Yun shook his numb arm and said to himself, "This cliff is harder than I imagined, and now my strength has more than doubled, and I can't fall into a large rock." It seems that digging a cave to live in can't be done in one day!"

No longer hesitating, the Shui Han Sword continued to slash down, the cliff wall rubble flew, slowly piling up on the ground, and a shallow hole about one and a half meters high gradually took shape.

As the sun sets, the afterglow envelops the valley, and the clouds are full of clouds and golden light.

After several hours of excavation, the cave was further deepened, and by this time it was already two meters deep.

It's not enough, it has to be deeper and wider. The internal energy in his body is constantly depleted, and he also feels more and more difficult. The last trace of internal strength was also consumed, lying on his back on the ground, and the Shui Han Sword was placed aside at will, inhaling heavily.

It was pitch black outside the cave, and the sky was full of stars.

He didn't care about resting, sat up cross-legged, and began to silently recover his exhausted internal strength. As the cultivation gradually deepened, an internal force was regenerated, like a thread of silk, very weak.

The internal energy wandered in the opened meridians, continuing to absorb the innate aura that had not yet been fully refined. The residual aura is transformed by the solidified aura, and it has not been reduced under the crazy absorption of internal energy.

He kept his mind tight, drove his internal strength, and ran it over and over again, absorbing the aura in the meridians and turning it into his own use. In less than an hour, he felt the bulge of the meridians, and the internal strength that the meridians could hold was saturated.

Now that the meridians have just recovered, it is not suitable to impact the acupuncture points, and we have to wait a little longer, and I will participate in the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter again tonight, and there can be no slackness.

His consciousness sank, and the content of the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter slowly appeared in his mind.

The way of the sword is boundless, my heart is boundless! The success of the sword is the beginning of sword cultivation. In the realm of swordsmen, it can drive the true level of first-grade sword skills, and the power is extraordinary. Cultivating the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter can launch sword skills beyond the ranks, and the power is endless.

Lingtian Sword Marks, a sword skill at the lower level of the spirit level, condenses the true power in the body, explodes in an instant, and can emit sword qi, making the swordsman comparable to the combat power of a swordsman.

On the way of the sword, you can't borrow more foreign things, and strengthening your body is the right way. Comprehend the mysteries of swordsmanship, and learn from your sword skills. With his own kendo comprehension, containing the will of kendo, destroying ten thousand laws, and reducing ten guilds with one force, it is unmatched.

Mo Yun was suddenly shocked in his heart and wrote it down deeply. Kendo does not borrow foreign objects, so that it can be brave and unstoppable! This is the determination and know-how to win the kendo!

If one day, I really set foot on the stage of the Sword Luo Continent, I will definitely let the mainland know my name. The road of kendo cannot be achieved in a day, and it is not possible to be greedy for merit. I must keep my feet on the ground, keep moving forward, chase after those who should be chased, overcome those who should be defeated, and kill those who should be killed!

If you cultivate the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter, you are the descendant of the deity, if you have fate in the future, you will come to another world, the master and apprentice, and the friendship is also excellent. Whether you can grasp it depends on your kid's chance! The deity has lived for many eternity, and he has seen too many so-called geniuses and so-called demons. There are only a hundred people alive now, but there are only a dozen people who have achievements, and there is only one person who can compare with the deity!

This is the Buddha-figure world, where billions of living beings are born. The body of the avenue, the innate body, is like the carp crossing the river, above the dragon gate, but there is no one anymore.

Remember, no matter what kind of physique, strength is the foundation, and living is the truth. Passing on your sword chapter does not mean that you can reach the supreme height, it requires chance, comprehension, and perseverance, if you don't have it, it's better to give up early!

Once the deity knows, he will definitely punish you severely, the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter is not easy to cultivate! Work hard, be a good apprentice! Haha, the deity has been paying attention to you!

The nameless earnest admonition was like being on the side of his ear, and Mo Yun's heart vibrate.

Master, remember!

In his mind, he imprinted a nameless admonition of concern.

After comprehending it overnight, he felt that he had made progress, and he was already fully sure of the crucial step of condensing the sea of qi.

His eyes opened and swept out of the cave, the mist steaming, and the sun had just jumped up the hill to shine on the canyon.

If you give me spiritual liquid to help me impact the meridian acupuncture points, then I will call you the Water Spirit Pool!

His gaze was contemplative, staring at the turquoise and shining surface of the Water Spirit Pool. The surface of the water is steaming with the morning mist, swirling and changing. There is a torrent waterfall on the top of the mountain, like a silver dragon shining in the sky, rushing and roaring, smashing down with the momentum of ten thousand jun, hitting a rock on the opposite side of the waterhole, making a deafening sound.

He silently sensed the mountains and rapids, and sincerely yearned. Mountains are impermanent, water is impermanent! What would happen if I were that washed boulder? Human beings are so small in the face of irresistible forces.

The path of cultivation cannot be abolished for a day, and only by persevering can we reach further.

The Shui Han Sword continued to swing out and fall, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a stream of hot air evaporated from his body.

Mo Yun's expression was resolute and focused, and he practiced until the sun was high and he consumed all the internal strength of his body, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly recovered.

In the afternoon, he opened the cave again, and each time he consumed his internal energy, it was also a practice.

The cave kept expanding, but it didn't mean to stop. After going deeper than a zhang, he widened the cave and opened it into the shape of a room.