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Chapter 234: Waterfall Sword Practice

"Huh?"

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Yu's heart couldn't help but move.

This old man's phantom, as the controller of the Luantian Secret Realm, is obviously not trivial, and his vision must be extraordinary, even he said that it is a good place, it is obviously not an ordinary place.

At that moment, Lin Yu smiled slightly and said, "Then please ask your seniors to lead the way." ”

The old man's phantom didn't talk much nonsense, and as soon as his big sleeves were rolled, a strange light suddenly enveloped Lin Yu, and the next moment, the figures of the two of them directly appeared in a strange space.

In this space, there is nothing, only a huge waterfall, thousands of zhang long, extremely wide, the silver water is turbulent to the extreme, and the mighty wash down, like the Milky Way falling down to the mortal world, making people's hearts sway, unable to help themselves.

"Huh?"

However, standing in this strange space, Lin Yu had no intention of watching the spectacular scene in front of him, his face changed drastically, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing.

In this space, his cultivation was completely gone, and his body was empty, and there was not even a trace of true yuan left!

Not only that, but even his immortal golden body seemed to have completely lost its effect here, standing here, his physical body was as if he was an ordinary mortal, even worse than a mortal!

This feeling, like an emperor in the mortal world suddenly becoming a beggar, is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing for a martial artist!

"Boy, you should feel lucky, although this world is big, it is like here, and there are not many places where you can seal all the cultivation methods of a martial artist. ”

A proud smile appeared on the old man's face, and he pointed to the huge waterfall in front of him, and said, "When will you be able to draw a sword and swing a sword in this waterfall without the slightest influence, your fast sword will be considered a barely beginner." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yu raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized the preciousness of this place.

For martial artists, the true yuan is easy to seal, but many methods have become an instinct, ordinary means, it is impossible to seal it at all, just like Lin Yu's immortal golden body, even if Lin Yu loses the true yuan cultivation, it will always be retained.

But this place can seal his immortal golden body together, making him a mortal completely, which shows how unusual this place is!

"Sealing all cultivation methods, practicing swords under a waterfall like a mortal, this is a good way to cultivate. ”

A smile appeared on Lin Yu's face, the waterfall was thousands of zhang high, and it was extremely turbulent, if his cultivation was not lost, it was nothing, but in this situation, if he wanted to practice the sword normally under this waterfall, it would be as difficult as a moat.

But it was precisely this that made Lin Yu feel eager to challenge!

At that moment, he walked to the edge of the waterfall without hesitation, and suddenly, an incomparable pressure squeezed against him, and in just a moment, he trembled violently, stumbled, and almost fell into the waterfall.

It is conceivable that with his current mortal-like state, if he falls into this waterfall, there will only be one dead word in the end!

"Sure enough, it's kind of interesting. ”

But Lin Yu was not surprised, the pressure on him from this waterfall was indeed very great, just in the most marginal area, it was almost unbearable for him, but the more so, the more useful it was to temper the effect.

At that moment, Lin Yu took out the Taixuan Sword and began to swing the sword.

Bang!

The turbulent waterfall smashed down like a heavy torrent of steel, making Lin Yu's hands tremble, almost unable to hold the Taixuan Sword in his hand, he snorted coldly, the strength of his whole body condensed in the palm of his hand, and finally barely grasped the Taixuan Sword tightly.

Then, slowly, he began to swing his sword.

It's not that he deliberately slows down, but in this waterfall, even at the very edge of this waterfall, he seems to be stuck in a quagmire, and it is extremely difficult to swing the long sword in his hand.

He could only make the Taixuan Sword move little by little, and that speed was countless times slower than a snail crawling.

Not only that, every moment, the steel torrent-like waterfall continued to exert terrifying force, making Lin Yu's movements seem extremely difficult, and every minute and every second, he was under extremely huge pressure.

Just one sword swing, Lin Yu used a stick of incense!

"Whew!"

Lin Yu withdrew from the edge of the waterfall, and the whole person was directly paralyzed on the ground, sweating profusely, with indescribable soreness all over his body, even the muscles and bones, and cells were sore, and his whole body was weak, and it was extremely difficult to even move his fingers.

This waterfall is obviously not comparable to ordinary waterfalls, and the force of the impact far exceeds the limit of ordinary waterfalls, and it is even more unbearable for a mortal.

However, Lin Yu keenly found that if he could persist under this waterfall and swing his sword unaffected, his swordsmanship would definitely improve much better than before!

"Come again!"

At that moment, after only resting for a quarter of an hour and recovering a little, Lin Yu jumped up again, stood at the edge of the waterfall, and began to swing his sword again.

Bang!

However, this time, after only supporting it for a few seconds, his body was directly knocked out by the waterfall and fell to the ground, and his whole body was covered with a burst of black blue.

After all, even in his heyday, it was extremely difficult for him to persist under the waterfall, let alone the current state.

However, soon, Lin Yu stood up again and continued to stand on the edge of the waterfall.

Bang!

He was knocked into the air again and again, and stood up again and again, like a machine that never tires, and was washed by the waterfall over and over again.

Three days later, Lin Yu was finally able to gain a foothold at the edge of the waterfall and was able to swing his sword normally, although the speed of swinging the sword was still very slow, and it took a full ten breaths to swing a sword.

But this is a big improvement from the beginning.

Not far away, the old man's phantom couldn't help but nod slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Over the years, the Luantian Secret Realm has been opened countless times, and there are not a few people who can obtain the inheritance of fast and slow swordsmanship, but after these people enter this strange space, they either don't think so, or they are perfunctory, and occasionally a few have tried a few times, and then they simply give up, like Lin Yu, who can last for three days, is very rare.

"This kid has some perseverance and talent, but I don't know how long this kid can last. ”

The old man's phantom smiled faintly and said to himself: "If you can really hold on for a month, hehe......"

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head, as if he felt that he was thinking too much.