The blood spirit peach has been eaten by Mo Lun, so what to do, when Mo Lun saw the fish in the water, he had an idea, he picked up some dry wood around, grabbed a handful of dry leaves, and ignited the fire with the method of drilling wood to make fire, and then came to the waterfall, stretched out his middle finger, pointed at a swimming fish and pointed suddenly, and shot out the sword, only to see the fish head lowered, one turned over, and swam to the depths, and the pebbles under the water were shattered by a blow. "I didn't hit, it seems that I am inexperienced," At this time, a large fish with a length of time entered Mo Lun's field of vision, with golden scales, white tail fins, a circle of black Gong mouths, yellow eyes, slowly paddling the pair of white fins, looking leisurely.

Mo Lun held his breath, tiptoed towards the big fish, there was less than ten meters away, he raised his hand, aimed his middle finger at the fish's head, controlled the sword qi with his heart, and suddenly stabbed at the fish, poof, the fish shook a little, a piece of yellow fish scales fluttered in the water and sank to the bottom of the lake, and the fish's body slowly flipped over, belly up, and floated up.

Morren swam slowly, reached for the big fish, and was about to touch the fish's head, when the fish sank its head, swayed away again, and swam towards the depths of the waterfall.

"Dare to trick me, see how I catch you, roast you, eat you!" muttered Morun.

Mo Lun followed closely, trying to catch the fish, the fish may have been knocked unconscious by his fingers, the speed of swimming is very slow, or it may be joking with Mo Lun, just in front of his hand, Mo Lun is unwilling, he has to catch this big fish, and wants to use the finger sword again, but the fish swims in a very tortuous route, and the use of the finger sword is not very flexible, or catch it with your hands, I don't believe it, you can still run in my hands.

A fish swims in the waterfall one after the other, the people are fast, the fish are fast, the people are slow, the fish are slow, and there is always a difference of a hand. The scene was like a mermaid frolicking in the water. The fish swam to the bottom of the waterfall and plunged headlong into the waterfall, and Morun followed the gap in the waterfall to the back of the waterfall and disappeared. He looked up at the waterfall, and then at the cliff, and saw a small hole in the cliff, right next to the cascading waterfall, "There can't be anything there, right?" thought to Molun, "why not give it a try?"

Mo Lun leaned on the edge of the stone wall for a short rest, then climbed up the cliff, his hands firmly grasped the protruding rock, his feet were forced, and he walked slowly, the rocks above were splashed by the water of the waterfall, and moss grew, and his fingers could not hold it at all, as a result, when his hands were forced, he slipped and the whole person fell backwards, and fell into the waterfall, floating on his back.

Looking at that small hole, a kind of unyielding momentum spontaneously arises, I have to go into the hole to see, just climb up again and again, fall again and again, in the process, every part of his body is constantly tempered, more than 20 climbing, tired he is exhausted, he lies on his back on the shore, constantly panting, how can he quickly recover his strength? He thought of the medicine garden, thought of the Hundred Herbs Sutra, got up with a bone, went straight to the medicine garden, found a medicinal herb to supplement his physical strength, and ate it raw, he knew that it was better to eat it raw than to refine it into pills, but now there is no condition, it can only be so. Medicinal herbs eaten raw have a slow effect and little absorption, but they will have residues in the body, and if there is time to refine, they will store energy in the body.

In this way, after eating the medicinal herbs raw, I meditated and refined, and then I went to climb the stone wall. As the cycle continued, Morun's hand grew stronger and stronger, and he could grasp it steadily and climb upwards, whether there was moss on the stone or not.

After this difficulty, another trouble came, and the waterfall rushing over his head slapped his back like a meteorite falling from the sky, and slapped Moren directly into the waterhole under the waterfall.

"Looks like you're going to have to be baptized by the waterfall. Moren shook his head, helplessly thinking. I looked up at the waterfall that flowed down, and then at the waterhole below. Resolutely walked over, sat down on a slightly flat stone under the waterfall, and before he could sit down, the rapid flow of water fell from the sky, Morun leaned forward, his head plunged into the pool, and felt a faint pain in his back, "What a terrifying power!" Moren poked his head out of the water and looked at the roaring waterfall.

Moren climbed the rock again, this time for five minutes. Before this, I don't know how many times I was hit by the rapids of the waterfall that the flat stone, the stubborn Melun climbed up again and again, and now he can finally hold on for a while. That was not his purpose, he had to stand up under the lapping of the waterfall, endure the tremendous impact, and slowly straighten up in the rapids of the waterfall, only to see his body lean, a terrifying force smashed on his shoulder, and he went into the pool again.

Two months had passed between climbing and falling into the water, standing and falling into the water, and today, he withstood the pressure of the waterfall and finally climbed into the hole. He lay motionless at the entrance of the cave, as if asleep. After a while, he took out a medicinal herb from his clothes, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it heavily, and then meditated and refined.

An hour later, eight-year-old Morun stood up energetically and looked into the cave. The cave is very spacious and clean, with a stone table and a stone bench, a book on the stone table, and a jade box next to it. Mo Lun slowly walked into the cave and looked around, in addition to these few things, there were several or three doors on the stone wall, these doors did not open, he pushed it, and the stone door did not move. He retreated to the stone table and picked up the book at random, which seemed to be a notebook, and began with the words: Those who are destined to read it

The first page of the book reads: I am honored as the old man of the sword, which is the love of others for me, because I created the original ten-finger sword qi array, and I wrote down the experience of the ten-fingered sword qi array in my notes, and those who are destined to get it. In the back is the experience.

"Finger sword old man, ten-fingered sword qi array. "Isn't that just right for me? my middle finger just happened to have sword energy. He couldn't wait to open the old man's experience of the finger sword, "One finger is a sword, two fingers are used together like a double battle, and three fingers are arranged in a formation・・・・・・ "One finger has sword energy, which can only be used as a sword, and the left and right hands and two fingers have sword energy, which is equivalent to twins fighting with others, that kind of tacit understanding is incomparable, three fingers have sword qi, you can arrange the simplest sword formation, ten fingers have sword qi, and the sword array is enough to fight one against a hundred.

As for the formation of finger sword qi, it is necessary to open up the meridians, just like Mo Lun is now, if he opens up a meridian, he can form a sword qi, and the opening of the meridians depends on profound spiritual power, one is to continue to cultivate and accumulate spiritual power, and the other is to rely on heaven and earth treasures to improve one's spiritual power. Then use spiritual power to open up the meridians.

Mo Lun now knew that the blood spirit peaches he ate could open a meridian because of the excess spiritual power, which was caused by the chaos in his body, which was really a blessing in disguise.