With the help of the Falling Thunder Waterfall, Xuantian practiced his internal strength for three spring and autumn periods, and his hard work paid off, and finally he was able to open up all the eight veins of the strange scriptures that ordinary people had cultivated for decades and might not be able to see the breakthrough method.

The veins are smooth, and there is no hindrance in the operation of true qi, and now it is like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, flowing freely and majestic. These three years of diligent practice, day and night, have resulted in nearly 50 years of profound skill.

Xuantian still sat cross-legged, raised his right hand slightly, and pointed his index finger lightly towards the surging rapids.

The inch of space in front of his fingers suddenly distorted and deepened, and the sword qi erupted from his fingertips, with strong power, precise direction, and silent breaking through the air. Once this sword is fully realized, it is very different from what it was before the know-how. Three years ago, Xuantian made a sword finger, and now it seems like a street side.

The sword pointed at the true qi and the waterfall torrent collided violently, forming a confrontation in mid-air for a while, and it was difficult for either side to advance half an inch. The sword finger true qi was extremely compact, like a transparent barrier, not leaking, and the torrent had to be forced to levitate in the air.

Xuantian's index finger suddenly flicked slightly, and a pulling force suddenly appeared in the void, causing the torrent to deviate from the direction abruptly, only to hear a loud "plop" sound, and the water flow fell into the deep pool.

The power of 10,000 catties is scattered.

Xuantian jumped backwards two feet, his feet floating on the deep pool, and now relying on his own profound internal strength, if he only floated in the air for a short time, he did not need to use the sword technique.

Xuantian held his breath and concentrated, gathering the ten successful powers of his whole body in Shangyang Acupoint.

The air pressure at the front edge of the fingertips decreased rapidly, and the air flow swirled around and formed a vortex shape, and the space within the vortex was suppressed and distorted, and from time to time there were several cyan electric lights flickering and jumping, which was quite similar to the scene that Qing Ling used when he taught the Xuantian Sword Finger.

"Although it looks decent, it is really far from Uncle Shi's original move, I don't know how to succeed or fail?" Xuantian thought secretly.

The sword pointed at the true qi with a fierce force, and shot straight into the center of the waterfall. Xuantian's wrist flipped and lifted upwards as fiercely. I saw that the true qi suddenly "split" a gap in the waterfall's sharp waterfall, and the waterfall spread slightly to both sides, and the steep rock wall behind the waterfall was faintly visible from the gap. Unfortunately, the gap lasted only a moment, and the continuous flow of rapids immediately wiped out the traces, and everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Xuantian smiled bitterly and sighed lightly: "Intercepting the flow and cutting off the water? If you only cut off the water with your true qi, it will be difficult to achieve it even if you practice for another ten years. Uncle Shi's magic skills are really beyond the similarity. ”

"Cut off the water only with true qi, cut off the water only with true qi?" Xuantian repeatedly recited this sentence in his heart, as if he felt that something was inappropriate.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Xuantian patted his forehead and said with a smile: "I'm really a little confused, I don't know how to improvise." Since it is not enough to only use true qi, then use external forces to 'fight poison with poison'. ”

Since Xuantian opened the belt and rushed to the second vein, he felt that his perception of all things in the forest and all things, heaven and earth has become more and more acute, the wind is blowing and the water is flowing, the insects are singing, the birds are singing, the rabbit is leaping and the eagle is flying, and every move of everything seems to be unable to escape his eyes and ears, even if it is a very slight sound, there is also a little sense.

"With my current sense of nature, although I can't manipulate the five elements like a spell, it shouldn't be a problem just to control the flow of water. ”

After thinking about it, Xuantian's right palm was against the deep pool, and he carried the true qi to extend his right arm to travel backwards, and when the palm was neutral, a great suction force was born, and the pool water suddenly surged violently as if it was boiling.

Xuantian turned his wrist and raised his palm, the pool water rose in response, the water flow gushed out about 30 zhang more, and then formed a water ring of five zhang square circle around Xuantian's right palm, the water ring was clear and transparent, the circle turned freely, and it was very beautiful at a glance.

Seeing this, Xuantian smiled slightly, grasped his fist with his right, slowly stretched out his index finger, and once again condensed all the ten percent true qi on the tip of his index finger.

"If there is still no result this time, these three years of cultivation will be a failure. ”

Xuantian concentrated, turned the true qi of his fingertips into a sword shape, and saw that the water ring around the palm suddenly changed, first condensed in one place and turned into a ball of water, and then suddenly flashed with blue light, and the water ball turned into a crystal clear blue sword.

Once the Hydration Sword was formed, the surrounding air currents gathered towards it, rotating and winding rapidly around the sword body, and in an instant, a gust of wind with a radius of about ten zhang was formed, and the air flow at the eye of the wind was turbulent, sharp as a blade, and it could almost twist gold and iron into pieces.

Xuantian couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw this scene: "The power contained in nature is really vast and boundless, how can it be compared to mere mortals? If someone in this world wants to go against the sky with his own strength, it is really a stupid choice." ”

Xuantian pointed forward with a flat finger, and the blue water sword suddenly broke away from his palm and flew straight towards the center of the waterfall, its speed was equal to the speed of sound, and it had already pierced deeply into the waterfall in the blink of an eye.

"Get up!" Xuantian suddenly raised his palm and drank lightly in his mouth.

I saw that the blue water sword blade turned suddenly, proud of the sky, soaring, in a moment it jumped out of the waterfall, to the waterfall above the waterfall, Xuantian then raised the right palm slowly put down, the water sword immediately disappeared the sword shape, returned to the ordinary water flow, scattered into the deep pool.

The scene of a cup of tea has passed, but the waterfall has not moved at all, that is, even some slight gaps cannot be found, and it is not as good as when Xuantian only uses true qi, which seems to be a complete failure. But Xuantian didn't have any disappointment on his face, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a strange sound arose from the center of the waterfall, but a huge crack suddenly appeared from the path of the water sword, and the bluestone rock wall behind it was no longer blurred at this moment, and the edges and corners were clearly visible. The waterfall that had originally been integrated was now rapidly dispersed on both sides with the crack as the center, as if it had been cut off by something.

The sword god pointed at the interception of the water, which is the true meaning of the sword finger.

Xuantian exhaled a long breath and said with a smile: "The three years of hard work have not been in vain, and now this sword finger can be said to be a little small, and it should live up to Uncle Shi's expectations, and the first thing now is to report the progress to her." ”

Xuantian now has a lot of internal strength, and the distance between the Falling Thunder Waterfall and the Cloud Peak is only two miles, so naturally there is no need for the Imperial Sword. Xuantian Yun started to work lightly, and in a few vertical leaps, it was more than a hundred zhang, which was really reborn three years ago.

Near the summit of Qionghua Peak, there is a strange stone wall that has existed since a hundred years ago. I don't know what kind of stone the wall is, but it is extremely hard, and no matter how much the sword cuts, it cannot leave any traces. More than 60 years ago, a disciple of Sanqingmen discovered the strangeness of this stone wall, and carved a trace on it with true qi, and knew that this stone wall was not impregnable. Since then, this stone wall has become a standard for the disciples of the Sanqing Sect to test the depth of their skills.

At this moment, a young man in white was standing in front of the stone wall, staring at the hundreds of deep marks carved by the masters of the Sanqing Sect from all walks of life over the past 60 years.

"My Sanqingmen is really talented, according to this number, there will be five or six people every year to reach the level of strength. The young man in white said with a smile.

The young man in white suddenly concentrated his energy, led the true qi in the dantian to his right arm, and ran from his right arm along a meridian to the index finger.

The young man in white put his index finger close to the stone wall, and with a stroke of luck, he only heard a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly, and the sword finger true qi swept over the stone wall, leaving a slender white trace.

"It's been seven years since I asked Master for advice, and I've finally made some progress. The young man in white sighed lightly.

This young man in white was the one who took his two apprentices to play by the Rainbow Spring three years ago when Qing Ling taught Xuantian Sword Fingers.

As soon as the young man in white was about to leave this place, he saw a disciple waving to him from a distance of dozens of zhang away, and the young man in white smiled slightly, and immediately walked towards the place where the disciple was.

When the disciple saw the white-clothed young man coming to his side, he excitedly exclaimed to him as if he had seen a rare treasure: "Master, look at the direction of the Falling Thunder Waterfall, the waterfall seems to have been split by someone!"

The young man in white was shocked when he heard this, as if he was listening to the Arabian Nights, and hurriedly asked, "What did you just say?"