The two of them walked leisurely in the forest, and came to the mouth of the cave where he hid the Bodhisattva snake that day.

With both arms, he easily moved the boulder blocked at the entrance of the cave, and suddenly a fishy rancid smell came to his face, almost not letting Yang Guo vomit out the food he ate last year, even the little dragon girl couldn't help frowning, and led the white horse to retreat.

Yang Guo hurriedly plugged the entrance of the cave with a boulder and said, "This smell...... Vomit...... Ouch, I'll go, I almost took it away, Long'er, you go back to Xiangyang City, let Xue Ping bring some manpower, bring some chisel and nail tools, and peel off the snakeskin in it and bring it back...... ...... vomit"

The little dragon girl covered her nose and said, "Is there anything special about these snake skins?"

After retching for a while, Yang Guo said slowly: "This snake is quite strange, the snake skin is very tough, unless it is as sharp as our gentleman and lady sword, it is difficult to break ordinary swords, take these snake skins back and make soft armor, you can greatly reduce our casualties on the battlefield, these four snakes save a little is almost enough!"

Seven days later, you will let Xue Ping wait for hundreds of people and supporting tools to come here, and I will have other arrangements at that time!"

There are nearly 100 snakes like this Bodhisattva in the valley, for some reason, the Condor does not eat the meat of this snake, so many corpses, he has let Mao Mao store them, just to transport them back to the Love Valley, as a reward to stimulate the outstanding disciples.

If this snake skin can be made into soft armor, it is a rare life-saving artifact, for example, when going out to do a task, suddenly encountered a sneak attack by someone else's hidden weapon, according to the tenacity of the snake skin, no hidden weapon can be broken in this martial arts world, unless it is like Huang Yaoshi's skills, and he will flick his fingers to cast it, it is possible to hurt these disciples, however, people with this ability can also steal a fart attack!

Although you can't defend your hands and heads, but when you fight with others, you can also avoid the key points everywhere, and in the place covered by soft armor, you can do it to your heart's content, and you are not afraid of anyone at all, after all, you want to be a gentleman and lady sword, and Ziwei soft sword is a sharp weapon that is rare in the world.

Xiaolongnu believed in Yang Guo, and replied again and again: "Then I will let Hall Master Xue send someone to take it away when I go back." ”

After the two discussed how to deal with these snake skins, it was time to separate, although they were reluctant, but there were many helplessness.

Yang Guo stopped and looked at the back of the little dragon girl driving the horse slowly away, and sighed indescribably low in his heart: "I don't know when we can really be carefree together, don't care about the battles in this world, don't mess with the hustle and bustle of this world......"

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After not returning overnight, the Condor and the Golden Monkey in the valley couldn't help but be a little worried about Yang Guo's safety, and ran out of the sword mound early this morning to find him.

"Brother Diao, I was delayed last night, and I only came back today, I'm so sorry!" Compared to the divine eagles hovering in the sky, Yang Guo was more likely to spot them, and immediately shouted.

Hearing this, the Condor swept away, steadily folded its wings and landed in front of him, looked at him suspiciously, and shouted "cooing" in his mouth.

Mao Mao jumped down from the Condor, pounced on Yang Guo, and asked, "Second brother, where did you go?" Hey, you are so fragrant~"

Hearing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but blush, and coughed dryly: "Go and go, what a monkey, and let people hug it!"

The Condor found that Yang Guo was a little different from before, but it was impossible to say how it was different, so he "cooed" a few times, as if asking where he went last night.

After staying with it for several months, even if he didn't need Mao Mao's translation, Yang Guo could faintly understand some of its meaning, and immediately replied: "If you encounter some private matters, you have already dealt with them!"

Seeing that Yang Guo didn't want to say more, it didn't ask any more, and spread its wings and flew towards the top of the mountain in the distance. Yang Guo grinned and galloped with Mao Mao to follow.

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After January again, it was the middle of July, and the weather gradually became hotter and rainy, which can be described as the best time to practice swords.

I didn't see the early sun today, the sky was gloomy, and a strong wind blew after a while, followed by a pouring rain, Yang Guo remembered that practicing swords in the torrent was the fastest way to improve his skills, not worried but happy, and immediately laughed: "Brother Diao, such a heavy rain, whether we practice this sword or not!"

The Condor glanced at him unexpectedly, thinking that in such bad weather, ordinary people must be lazy, but Yang Guo became more and more excited, but he was so motivated, and he was also very happy, and he let out a loud roar as a response.

"Hahaha! It's rainy, how can it be difficult for me, go!" Yang Guo responded, but he felt full of pride in his chest, the world said that people can't fight with the sky, he has to try it today.

Mao Mao couldn't help but hesitate, it didn't like to be soaked, the feeling of fur close to the skin, very uncomfortable, but seeing that Yang Guo and the Condor had left, and he was a monkey here, he was also quite bored, so he had to follow hard.

Yang Guo held the heavy sword and followed the Condor to the northeast, and after a few miles, he only heard the roar in front of him, like a huge torrent gushing out, like a thunderous explosion, which was very terrifying.

Jumping over a canyon, I saw that a dragon breathed on the top of the mountain, and a waterfall poured down into the stream in the canyon.

But at this moment, it can not be called a small stream, with the heavy rain like a note, the water in this stream is turbulent, like a storm and a tiger roaring, the branches and stones that rush down from the waterfall, in a blink of an eye, it is nowhere to be seen, it is really like the mountain torrent mudflow, which makes people daunting.

The Condor looked at the torrent and was stunned, as if he was reminiscing, and only after a long time did he "coo" and shouted.

Yang Guo knew that he wanted to jump into the stream to practice swordsmanship, even if he had been mentally prepared, but at this moment when he saw this turbulent torrent, he still couldn't help but tremble, after taking a deep breath, without waiting for the divine eagle to urge, he raised the heavy sword and jumped down, and did not forget to shout: "Demacia!"

As a result, he didn't stand firmly, the mud and sand under his feet were turbulent, and he suddenly slipped, fell into the water, and drank a big mouthful of muddy water, which was not like this, who told him to open his mouth and take such a sentence, but he didn't have time to shut up, so he drank a full sip.

He barely stood up upside down, but saw a basin of thick, several feet of wooden stakes rushing down from the waterfall, and smashed head-on, he hurriedly raised his heavy sword and slashed it, but his feet were unstable, and his strength was lost, and the stake was not broken, and he was knocked back into the turbulence.

Seeing Yang Guo like this, Mao Mao was about to step forward and use a golden stick to block the attacking stone and wooden stakes, but was stopped by the Condor in time, cooing a few times, Mao Mao looked at Yang Guo worriedly, and finally stopped.

After being destroyed several times by the rocks and wooden piles of this mountain and the torrent of floods, Yang Guo can be regarded as having found some skills, at least he can barely stabilize his body.

He made a jack fall under his feet, plunged steadily into the mud and sand, and held his breath with his sword to split the fallen rocks and broken trees.

Thanks to the advantage of the heavy sword, and his own huge strength, this boulder is shattered at a touch, but with the pouring of the torrent, there was only a hundred catties of boulder, but when it hits the heavy sword, there is a huge force of hundreds of catties, Yang Guo's feet are trapped in the sediment through this torrent continue to disperse, and what is deep, only a few hundred catties of huge force can knock Yang Guo into the water, which is also his control of the strength is very lacking, otherwise how much strength is still under the feet, how much strength will be fed back to this mud and sand, two by two, each other is reliable, and how can the power of these hundreds of catties of boulder be disturbed。

Taking advantage of this rare heavy rain, the Condor did not shout to stop, and Yang Guo was not in a hurry to come up, after all, he had to wait for such a heavy rain again, I don't know how long it would take, how could he miss the great opportunity.

Practicing like this until dusk, the heavy rain fell sharply, the mountain flood gradually slowed down, and Yang Guo secretly said that it was a pity and jumped out of the stream.

After this day's training, he felt that his own skills were very refined, and his control of strength was more free, no matter how turbulent the water was, he could stand firmly, and let the mountain rock and boulder pour in, all of them could be shattered, and the comprehension of the swordsmanship was deepened.

"Coo-goo" The Condor shouted a few times, as if he was changing Yang Guo and leaving, and Mao Mao also said on the side: "Second brother, I'm starving, let's go barbecue and eat!"

Yang Guoran, accompanied himself to stay here for a day, it turned out that he was hungry, but he was not in a hurry, there were many skinned and dried snake meat in the sword mound, and some game was caught for the eagle on the road, and today was complete!

For several days in a row, as if the sky was beautiful, every day would go down to pour rain, Yang Guo was overjoyed, every day to the torrent in the canyon to practice the sword, a practice is the whole day.

Thanks to this, Xiangyang fought with the Mongol army for several days, and was relieved because of this.

Today, looking at the gloomy sky, Yang Guo knew that heavy rain was indispensable, and it was estimated that it was the rainy season, and the heavy rain that lasted day and night made those crops hard, but cheapened himself.

As soon as he and the Condor reached the canyon, it rained heavily in the sky, Yang Guo did not need to be reminded by the Condor, and consciously jumped down into the torrent, at this time he could finally shout "Demacia" with confidence, without worrying about wrestling and drinking muddy water.

As soon as the heavy rain fell, the rain and water potential were not too big, Yang Guo put the heavy sword in front of him, drowned in the water and cultivated cross-legged, waiting for the torrent to become bigger.

Half an hour later, the rain became heavier, the flood was surging, Yang Guo held a heavy sword, waiting, with the sound of "boom" collision, two boulders rolled down from the waterfall, weighing four or five hundred catties, and hit him directly.

"Good guy, two at once!" Yang Guo grinned, waited for the boulder to roll, quickly knocked out the heavy sword, and then raised his hand, the two boulders were thrown high by him and thrown to the shore, except for some damage on the shore stone, it was not like the first day, it was smashed into slag by Yang Guo's sword, in just a few days, he was perfect for the control of strength.

"It's great, it's great! Second brother is amazing. Mao Mao cheered for Yang Guo on the shore, stroking his palms and cheering.

The Condor nodded, strode towards the shore, and with a wave of his big wings, he slapped the boulder that had fallen on the shore back to the gap a few feet away behind Yang Guo.

Wave out several times in a row, four or five boulders piled up together, blocking the torrent, making the water level continue to rise, in the blink of an eye, it will spread to Yang over shoulder height, for fear that the water will be too large to wash away these stones, the eagle spread its wings and flew up to the peak, kicked down several boulders of nearly 1,000 catties to block the gap, this is relieved.

"Brother Diao, what are you doing, do you want to drown me?" Yang Guo shouted in confusion, at this moment the water had reached his mouth and nose, and he was almost on tiptoe before he could surface to breathe.

"Goo Goo" the Condor shouted, and Mao Mao translated for him: "Brother Da Diao said, you have to try to swing the sword in the water now, so that you can improve your arm strength." ”

"You're not kidding, are you!" Yang Guo exclaimed, he even had to jump out of the water from time to time to breathe at the moment, and how could he swing his sword to block the boulder.

As soon as the words fell, he saw a boulder rushing down from the waterfall, in desperation, Yang Guo had to take a deep breath, hold his breath and hold the sword, in order to prevent too much resistance in the water, affecting the speed of the sword, he deliberately swung the sword in advance, but the heavy sword split force was too small, and even the mountain stone could not be broken.

His feet were light, and he was suddenly knocked into the torrent.

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