Yang Twenty was under the waterhole, every time he had just picked up the sword, the wooden sword broke from the hilt, and later, he simply took a branch again and went into the water, but as long as the wrist was forced, the branch would still break on the spot!

Not only does the underwater pressure coexist with resistance, but also after the waterfall rushes into the pool, the entire pool can be described as a real undercurrent, and the suction power of this underwater whirlpool is something he has learned when he climbed the stone pillar. Although it seems that these little water vortices are just like grasshoppers, how can they shake his body! But for the wooden stick in his hand, it is not much easier than what he dealt with back then; sometimes an undercurrent comes over, and Yang Twenty does not move at all, and the wooden stick will immediately break!

Therefore, in order to draw a sword under this water, it is not only necessary to grasp the strength and timing to the perfect degree, but also to be careful that the wooden stick, which is already extremely buoyant, cannot be sucked into the whirlpool.

Three days later, the young man under the water, I don't know how many wooden sticks have been broken, and there is still no progress.

The white ape on the shore, except for the broken branches floating on the water, everything was calm as usual, and the water above Yang Twenty's head did not even set off a larger ripple.

The white ape lost interest and sat listlessly on the branch, looking sideways at the waterfall, shaking his head.

Maybe five years ago, the young man who just came to Hengshan, standing under the water and playing the sword, was easier than now, because at this time, Yang Twenty, the greater his strength, the more difficult it was to control under the water, in a sense, how much strength he exerted to the pool, and how much strength the pool had on the wooden stick!

At noon on the fourth day, the sun shines through the water, and a very faint ray of light shines on the bottom of the water.

Yang Twenty looked up at the surface of the water, under the penetration of light, it seemed that every underwater resistance was formed by the condensation of thousands of very small streams of water, isn't this the same as the true air rotation in every martial artist's body?!

The creek flows into the big river, the big river flows into the Yangtze River, and the Yangtze River flows into the sea.

Yang Twenty pressed his eyes, urging the flow of breath in his body, carefully feeling every small stream of water around him.

He began to draw his sword!

It is still not according to the established tricks of the swordsmanship taught by the old man, but with the force and squeezing direction of each stream of water, he follows the trend!

On the tenth day, Yang Twenty used the first move of Taibai's sword technique underwater!

Finally, a small ripple slowly rippled from the surface of the water above the head of the young man under the water.

In this way, the young man at the bottom of the pool, every time the breath in his body was exhausted, he came out of the water, took a breath again, and sank to the bottom of the water again! From the first sword move, until he officially finished a set of Taibai sword techniques under the water, it took a full three months again, and I don't know how many branches he accidentally broke during this period! And it was still very difficult.

Because he was no longer exposed to the wind and sun and soaked in water for a long time, Yang Twenty's skin became white again.

Now Yang Twenty, who is shirtless and walks on the shore, is really a tall and handsome young man, if he is seen by the old bustard of Fengyue Tower at this time, I am afraid that he can't help but give him "rectification on the spot"!

Yang Twenty walked in the mountain stream, breathing free air, and felt that his body was instantly much lighter, as if there was a layer of restraint missing from his body.

It turned out that practicing swords in the water was actually similar to practicing in the bamboo building! Moreover, practicing swords in the water had even boosted his skills a lot, and the most intuitive thing was that every day he needed to ventilate underwater less and less.

As the saying goes, time is like flowing water, which is really not bad at all.

Unconsciously, it is time for the rivers to melt and spring to return to the earth.

Yang Twenty has been practicing swords in the pool for almost a year.

The white ape stood on the shore, and the whole waterhole, as if there was a huge long stick stirring from the center, rose and fell, and sometimes set off a thick column of water, like a whale exhaling.

The young man in the water, his posture is unstable, and he is truly graceful like a swimming dragon, and Ling Bo walks slightly.

With such a huge momentum, the white ape did not have the same praise as when he accompanied Yang Twenty to practice boxing, but frowned and pouted, as if he was not very satisfied.

Yang Twenty still saw the matter of practicing swords, and it was a little simpler.

Now, although he can finish a set of Taibai swordsmanship smoothly underwater, and he can also stir up a lot of momentum, but after he went ashore, he practiced swords again, compared to Dugu Henglai at that time, it was only an eight-point shape, and he still couldn't be as mellow as jade as the old man, let alone comprehend the ethereal sword intent contained in it.

Perhaps, when he can play a complete set of swordsmanship without a little ripple in the water, he can be regarded as truly reaching the realm of the unity of intention and sword.

How easy is that?

Yang Twenty also knew that this kind of thing would definitely not be in a hurry!

Since last spring, Dugu Heng left the valley bamboo building to pass on the Taibai swordsmanship to him, he has never seen the old man again, and the last thing the old man said to him was "Don't be impetuous."

However, one thing that surprised the young man at this time was that since he practiced the sword in the water, not only had his skills continued to improve, but the fire dragon that had been sealed in the dantian by the old man was becoming more and more impatient, and there were obvious signs of breaking the shackles.

When Yang Twenty returned to the shore, the white ape threw a mountain fruit to him, with a smell of earth, and eighty percent of it was "wanted" from a monkey in the woods!

The young man couldn't help but recall the scene when he followed the white ape to trick the group of clever monkeys!

In the blink of an eye, it has been six years since I came to Hengshan.

Master said that after six years, he would have to leave Hengshan.

However, he didn't want to leave yet.

Now Yang Twenty can already understand the mood of Yu Jiutian yearning for Hengshan at the beginning.

Because, he looks at every grass and tree here, grows with them, experiences the wind and sun together, how can he be willing to leave them!

Yang Twenty took a bite of the watery mountain fruit, and threw these thoughts that were not good at all out of his brain, so decent, how could the master let him leave Hengshan?!

It may be that when the master saw that he was young, he casually said a six-year period to urge him to practice with his heart.

Well, that's definitely the case!

Yang Twenty suddenly laughed happily.

Master, his old man is really well-intentioned.

After January.

In the waterhole, a bare-chested young man held a wooden sword, the tip of which had been broken, but his body was elegant, stirring the entire waterhole and spinning around him, forming a huge whirlpool, sucking the surrounding trees and bending down.

Suddenly, the young man roared, stepped on the top of the stone pillar at the bottom of the waterfall that he had worked so hard to stand on, and rose from the ground.

The entire waterfall was pointed straight up by his sword, and it flowed backwards!

The young man's momentum was unabated, and he just stood up to the waterfall and rushed to the top of the cliff.

Then, with a slash of the horizontal sword, a huge column of water exploded in an instant like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers!

The whole mountain stream is like a pouring rain.

The boy stood suspended in the air, closing his eyes and raising his head, as if he was about to soar into the sky.

At this moment, the fire dragon in his body raised its head again, directly broke the restraints, hovered over the air sea, continued to grow, and then roared and roared, soaring into the sky.

The old man who was sitting quietly in the bamboo building suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of shock, and then he smiled and said: "My disciple is too violent, and he can't suppress it! ”

Immediately, the old man closed his eyes again.

At the top of the waterfall, Yang Twenty still maintained the posture of closing his eyes and looking up, as if a dragon roar came out of his body.

It's as if the mind has left the body and comes to him, seeing everything around him clearly, even the wisps of aura in the air are extremely clear.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, obliquely lifted the wooden sword, and was heroic!

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