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After practicing like this for more than an hour, one person and one sculpture slipped off the platform and returned to the cave. When he woke up the next morning, he didn't know when, the Condor had already taken three of the foul-smelling snake galls of the Bodhisattva Snake and placed them beside him. Xiao Yao saw that this snake gall was black and purple, not only the appearance was ugly, the smell was even more disgusting, and he didn't want to eat anything, but thinking of yesterday's refreshed spirit after eating, his strength increased greatly, it was really more effective than those panaceas, and this thing was absolutely natural and pollution-free, and no preservatives were added.

Since the previous Jiuyang Divine Skill broke through by coincidence, Xiao Yao has never had the opportunity to meditate and contemplate and consolidate the foundation, not to mention figuring out the method of using the * Imperial Technique at a deeper level of this Jiuyang Divine Skill, and because of this, he was knocked unconscious yesterday because he couldn't control the automatic rebound power of Jiuyang True Qi. After eating snake gall bladder today, and having free time, he practiced with all his attention according to the Jiuyang Sutra. With the passage of time, he gradually entered the realm of unity of mind and spirit, and all kinds of martial arts experience and knowledge accumulated during this period of time slowly merged in his mind, and then he realized and gained, and all kinds of complex knowledge were integrated little by little and transformed into his own things. At this moment, Xiao Yao, who was returning to the source of qi, suddenly felt that the various Guan pulse acupoints that were usually difficult to walk to were unimpeded at this time, and with a little guidance, Jiuyang True Qi could flow through the whole body, without a trace of condensation.

Sensing this, Xiao Yao was overjoyed and applauded loudly. Originally, meditating and practicing internal strength, the most taboo was to have distractions, and as for the fluctuation of feelings such as great sorrow and happiness, it is even more dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will go crazy as when you escaped from Lin'an City. But at this time, he exclaimed with joy, but the inner breath around his body was still flowing continuously, and there was no hindrance. He jumped up, lifted his heavy sword, and went out of the hole to practice his sword with the Condor.

At this time, in the face of the infinite power of the Divine Condor, Xiao Yao, who had already comprehended most of the Jiuyang Divine Skills, was a little afraid. Although it is still avoiding more and blocking less, in the face of the Condor's fierce wing power, it can occasionally take advantage of the gap to return the move. Practicing the sword like this for a few days, during which he continued to comprehend the Jiuyang Divine Skill, when Xiao Yao lifted the heavy sword, the feeling in his hand was not as heavy as before, and he gradually felt handy with each stab and swing, and at the same time, he became more and more aware that the swordsmanship he had learned before had changed too much and had too many tricks. In the past, he always believed that swordsmanship was not only extremely powerful, but also should be the most gorgeous of all martial arts, and it was precisely because of the flashiness without losing its prestige that Xiao Yao made up his mind to learn swordsmanship from Li Mochou. But at this time, he thought of the eight characters left by Dugu on the bluestone, "the heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill does not work", in which the realm, the more he chewed, the more he felt that it was far better than the most ingenious sword moves in the world. While fighting with the Condor, he contemplated the castration circuit of the sword move, but he felt that the more ordinary the sword move, the more difficult it was for the other party to resist. For example, if you stab straight with your sword, as long as the strength is strong and fast enough, the power is far greater than the changing and wonderful sword moves such as the Jade Maiden's swordsmanship.

During this period, he consumed the snake gall of the Bodhisattva snake that the Condor had picked from nowhere every day, and his strength unconsciously surged. This day out for a walk, in the valley saw three big poisonous snakes dead in the ground, the belly hole open, the snake body was scratched by the claws of the blood, and these poisonous snakes all over the body faintly golden light, never seen in life, think that this is the legendary Bodhisattva snake, thought: the Condor is so powerful, it must be because of eating too much snake gall of these strange snakes. After spending more than a month like this, Xiao Yao took an average of one snake gall per day, and he could barely compete with the amazing power of the Condor, the sword stabbed, the whirring wind, and he couldn't help but feel very relieved, although he still hadn't fully mastered the Xuantie swordsmanship, but with the perception of Jiuyang Divine Skill and other martial arts knowledge, his skills had naturally improved a lot. And when martial arts reach this point, it is like climbing Mount Tai and the world, recalling what I have learned in the past, I feel insignificant. However, I thought about it again, if I don't have the previous roots, and I don't want to suffer so much, then even if I have adventures today, I must not be able to reach this situation, the Condor is always a beast who can't speak, and the inducement can be, but the guidance and allocation can never be, not to mention that the Condor can't really say what martial arts will be, but he is born with divine power, and he has followed Dugu for a long time, and often has made moves with him, and remembers some methods of advancing and retreating.

When I got up early in the morning, the sky was full of dark clouds and heavy rain was pouring down. Xiao Yao said to the Condor: "Brother Diao, in such a heavy rain, do we still practice martial arts?" The Condor bit his shirt and pulled him to the northeast for a few steps, and then took a big stride and leaped away. Xiao Yao concentrated on cultivating martial arts, and he didn't know what was sacred, and thought, "Is there something strange in the northeast?"

After walking for several miles, I faintly heard the sound of roaring, which was endless, and the more I walked, the louder and louder it became, and it was obviously a great sound of water. Xiao Yao's heart suddenly moved, and he said secretly: "Could it be that the Condor took me at this time, it was the waterway where Yang Guo was cultivating at the beginning?" Turning around a mountain gorge, the sound of the water was deafening, and I saw a big white dragon-like waterfall rushing down between the mountain peaks, rushing into a stream, rushing to thunder, turbulent and abnormal, carrying branches and stones in the water, and flowing in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the rain was heavier, Xiao Yao's clothes and shoes were wet, and he looked around at the water and vapor, which was a wonder, but seeing that the mountain torrent was too fierce, although he had guessed one or two, he still had a slight fear in his heart. Just as he was stunned, the Condor stretched out his mouth and pulled him by the placket of his clothes, and walked to the stream, and sure enough, he wanted him to go down. Xiao Yao reflexively took two steps back, and said deliberately: "What are you going down for? The water is so strong that I am afraid that I will not be able to stand still." ”

The Condor let go of his clothes, and with a grunt, he jumped into the stream, and stood firmly on a boulder in the middle of the stream, and his left wing went forward, and he beat back a rock that had been washed down from the upper stream, and when the rock was washed down the water again, he struck back with his wings, and after hitting it five or six times, the rock could not flow to its side. When it rushed down the river for the seventh time, the Condor flapped its wings with all its might, and the rock flew out of the stream and fell on the stone bank, and the Condor immediately jumped back to Yang Guo's side.

Xiao Yao knew that the sword demon Dugu sought defeat in the past, and every time he encountered heavy rain, he went to this torrent to practice swords, but although he had improved his martial arts in recent times, he was not confident at this time, thinking that he had reached such skills, so he didn't dare to try. Just as he hesitated, the eagle's big wings protruded, brushed it, and brushed it on Xiao Yao's buttocks. It stood very close, Xiao Yao thought to himself again, defenseless, and immediately fell straight into the stream.

He was in mid-air, reacted to his god, and hurriedly made a "thousand catties falling" body method, and landed on the boulder where the divine eagle stood. As soon as his feet entered the water, the torrent caused him to shake left and right, making it difficult for him to stand firmly. Xiao Yao scolded secretly, but then thought to himself: "After all, the Condor is also for my good, and if you want to practice the Xuantie Sword Technique, I really don't know what other way to do it besides this." Thinking of this, he immediately held his breath and struggled to fight against the turbulence, but he couldn't reach out his sword to stir up the rocks brought by the torrent.

After consuming a pillar of incense, Xiao Yao's strength gradually ran out, so he stretched out his sword and jumped to the shore on the stone. He didn't catch his breath for a few moments, and the Condor waved its wings again. This time, he was on guard, didn't give a blow, and jumped into the heart of the stream on his own, thinking: "This divine eagle is really a strict teacher's friend, * I practiced, and I didn't relax at all." It has good intentions, am I not motivated?" So he carried up the true qi of Jiuyang, sank down, and stood firmly. After a long time, he not only gradually realized the magic battle of condensing qi and exerting force, but also improved with the Jiuyang Divine Skill, so although the mountain torrent was getting bigger and bigger, it soaked straight to his waist, but he was not as difficult to support as before.

After another moment, the torrent soaked into his chest and gradually rose to the edge of his mouth, Xiao Yao said in his heart: "Although I have stood firmly, I will not drown in the water!" How did he know that the Condor was guarding the shore, and when he saw him leaping from the air, he did not wait for his feet to land, but spread his wings and threw out. Xiao Yao stretched out his sword to block the frame, but was pushed back to the center of the stream by its force, plopped, and fell into the torrent. He stood on the boulder at the bottom of the stream with both feet, and the water was no longer topped, and a large stream of water immediately rushed into his mouth.

Xiao Yao didn't know how to be watery, and he was a little panicked for a while, but after all, he was calm, and immediately stabilized his body, thinking in his heart, if luck will come out of a big mouth* of water, then the internal breath will rise, and the soles of his feet will be empty. Thinking of this, he condensed his qi at the moment, stood firmly with his feet, no longer breathing, and finally slowly stabilized. After a while, he leaped into the air with his feet propped up, and an arrow of water shot out of his mouth, and then sank into the heart of the stream, causing the torrent to rumble over his head, and his body stood still in the water like a mainstay. Sensing this, Xiao Yao's heart gradually calmed down, and secretly thought: "What is practiced under this water is the Xuantie Sword Technique after all, not the Turtle Breath Technique, if I don't make the sword pick up stones, then this kung fu will never be learned." When he saw that the stream had brought down branches and rocks, he raised his sword and stabbed it, and pushed it up the stream. The rock was much lighter in the water, and the heavy sword was not as heavy as usual when it was supported by the water, and it was disgusting and agile to strike. He struck until he was exhausted, and then he jumped back to shore.