A secluded valley outside Yongning Mansion is steaming, flanked by towering cliffs. A rushing stream rushed down from this cliff, and the water fell sharply and caused a roar between the erosions, which shook people's ear drums.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

A shirtless boy with bunched hair stepped on a raised boulder with a sword in both hands, and struck out against the monstrous water, retracted the sword, and then drew the sword.

In the face of strong water pressure, the muscles of the boy's whole body had to remain tense at any time, the green tendons burst out, and the veins were fully revealed. This goes on and on, without stopping.

With the passage of time, there will be an end to manpower after all. The young man was trembling all over, and he was swept away by the waves, so he could only struggle to get up and rest for a while.

This is Yin Qing who drank black tea in the clear sky that day. By the time he woke up, he had already been taken here by Jiu Zhenren. Ji Zhenren smiled and told him that he only needed to stand on the raised stone and swing his sword a thousand times in a row every day to complete the day's cultivation.

Yin Qinggang, who was originally unimpressed, took the long sword handed by Jiu Zhenren, and felt a little bad as soon as he started it. Although the long sword in his hand is no different from the one he usually makes, I don't know what material it is forged from, which makes the weight particularly amazing. And because of the lack of edge, it was a few points heavier.

When Jiu Zhenren saw that Yin Qing was ready to try, he snapped his fingers and sealed all the eight veins of Yin Qing's strange meridians, so that he couldn't sense the existence of any spiritual power at all. No matter how Yin Qing yelled, it was useless.

So much so that Yin Qing, who had just started to contact cultivation a few days ago, didn't even have a sword, and could only concentrate on how to stand firmly on the boulder that had been polished by the torrent to be extremely smooth.

With the power of the flesh alone, he must constantly adjust to the rush of the torrent, but also maintain the stability of his lower plate, and swing the heavy sword out. This not only tested the ability to use three minds, but also taught him how to make trade-offs in the face of adversity, how to maintain a balance, and achieve the state of physical and mental unity, and these three are indispensable in actual combat.

Every morning before dawn, Jiu Zhenren will throw him here on time, and when he is exhausted and unable to move, Jiu Zhenren will also appear in time to take him away. But during this time, Jiu Zhenren never said a word, even if Yin Qing asked for advice, he just smiled and nodded, signaling Yin Qing to continue.

Sometimes, Yin Qing, who was too tired, didn't know how he went back. Listening to the later description of Hanxuan in the sea of Lingtai Zhihai, it was very miserable, and vaguely salvage, searching, and other words appeared.

As soon as Yin Qing saw Jiu Zhenren smiling in front of him, his whole body was unnaturally tense and a little worried.

At first, Yin Qing wanted to rely on his brute strength to fight against the torrent, but there was no other result except for the seven meat and eight vegetables washed by the torrent. In this way, he continued to sum up experience and learn lessons from failures, and Yin Qing continued to try and explore. In the end, I found that only by following the trend, treating my body as a part of the torrent, feeling its strength and weakness, its priorities, and changing my body with this change, can I gain a firm foothold under the torrent.

It took three months of penance for him to take his first step. When Yin Qing mastered how not to be afraid of the rushing of the torrent, at this moment he began to slowly get into contact with how to gain a firm foothold on the smooth stone surface while rising from the ground and swinging his sword.

Under such a boring cultivation day after day, a few months passed in a blink of an eye.

"Nine hundred and ninety-seven!"

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight!"

"Nine hundred...... Ninety...... Nine!"

Seeing that he was about to be washed away by the torrent and falling, Yin Qingqiang took a breath and slightly adjusted his body in a strange posture, making himself swing the last sword.

"A thousand!"

"Poof!"

Yin Qing's mind was slightly relaxed, his body was unstable, and he was immediately washed away by the water.

"Whew, whew!"

At this time, Yin Qing had obviously adapted to this intensity of cultivation, and easily swam ashore quickly. Ji Zhenren, who was standing on the shore, nodded and said, "It's okay, it seems that you can already enter the next stage of cultivation." ”

Looking at the one-handed thin sword handed over by Jiu Zhenren with a smile, Yin Qing took it and felt as light as nothing, and took advantage of the situation to pull a sword flower. After a closer look, this turned out to be a soft sword made with the snake tendons in the body of the Xunchen python, and this familiar pattern would not be mistaken.

"This time, you only need to use this sword to cut off the waterfall in front of you with a single sword. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Daoist immediately lifted the spiritual power seal on Yin Qing's body, signaling that he could start cultivating.

After listening to Jiu Zhenren's request, Yin Qing had a big headache, and it was really not so simple as he thought. With his current cultivation, the sword cannot be separated from the sword body under the infusion of spiritual power. Even with a two-handed broadsword, you can't cut through this waterfall that is dozens of feet wide, let alone the soft sword made of snake tendons in your hand, and it is still a matter of whether you can maintain the straightness of the sword body at that time.

Seeing that Jiu Zhenren stopped talking again, Yin Qing knew that it was useless to say more at this time, so he could only jump onto the boulder and start trying. To his own surprise, when he could activate Zhou Tian's spiritual power, his feet seemed to have taken root, firmly fitting the stone surface, without the slightest instability.

Feeling the fruits of his cultivation in the past few months, Yin Qing couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, and his confidence skyrocketed. The spiritual power is infused with the soft sword in his hand, and a sword is swung out!

"Poof!"

The water was cut off in response, but it just happened to cut off the length of the sword.

It seems that this practice is how to condense his spiritual power, Yin Qing thought about it a little, and seemed to understand Ji Zhenren's intentions.

Yin Qing tried to infuse spiritual power into the sword body to condense the sword ray, the sword ray was about a foot long, the same width as the sword body, which was the limit of Yin Qing's ability to condense the length of the sword ray.

"Poof!"

After a sword, the water was also cut off. As if he had found a trick, Yin Qing increased the length of the sword again and swung his sword out.

"Bang!"

The sword shattered under the impact of the torrent, and even the snake tendon soft sword could not maintain a straight sword body without the support of enough spiritual power, and it softened.

After more than half a year, Yin Qing, who had been cultivating on the stone without being kempt, had a disheveled hair and a scruffy beard, and he couldn't see the appearance of the young man in the past at all. I saw that he kept talking to himself, like some crazy demon.

"Yes, that's it...... You have to condense the spiritual power at one point, use the sword body to make it form a thread to reach the farthest point, and then explode in an instant to form a section, so that it can be cut off!"

"Buzz!"

The sword as thin as a cicada's wings swallowed, and a sword seemed to cut through the void, and the torrent was stagnant, and it was cut off by the waist!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that the living water rushing outside the gate of Yongning Mansion had actually stopped flowing at that day.