Thousands of miles away from the island of fire, the terrain is complex and the mountains and forests are towering, and in the stretching mountains of the southeast cape, a hundred zhang silver waterfall is like a void spring, cutting through the green mountains and flying down.

The sound of the torrent rushing is like thunder, and the water vapor is steaming up, and under the illumination of the noon sun, it is like a purple smoke screen rising from the incense burner, shrouding the radius of miles in smoke and rain.

Under the shade of the trees next to the Baizhang Silver Waterfall, Chu Bai sat cross-legged on the Qingyan, looking at the jade slip over and over, and couldn't help but be full of doubts: "A sword? This sword technique from the Xuanyuan Palace is actually only a sword?"

He had never eaten pork or seen a pig run, and although he had never been exposed to the way of the sword, he also knew that those sword techniques had to be gradual, first introducing how to exercise his senses, and then teaching specific sword moves.

But the strange thing is that the sword trick in this jade slip does not introduce how to exercise divine sense, nor does it teach specific sword moves, but tells the incredible sword - the way of turning into a sword with a few tricks.

The so-called way of transforming the sword is to ask the sword master to directly comprehend the sword intent, and then stimulate the divine consciousness and spiritual power around the body, fuse the flesh and blood essence and the flying sword into one, and directly turn into a hundred zhang sword light roaring to break the enemy.

Because of this, when Chu Bai saw this way of transforming the sword, his first reaction was that he felt that he had been tricked, how could there be such a one-trick swordsmanship in the world?

But then, after he patiently read the entire sword technique, he suddenly felt that he should retract his previous opinion-obviously, this is definitely not a trick, this is clearly murder!

What are you kidding! If you want to practice this way of transforming the sword, you actually want the sword master to try to fuse flesh and blood and flying swords under unbearable pressure, and what is even more strange is that this so-called heavy pressure actually refers to - unbelievably wide eyes of the dead fish, Chu Bai turned his head very stiffly, looked at the roaring and rushing Baizhang Waterfall, and suddenly shuddered involuntarily!

Nonsense! It's just nonsense! This torrent catharsis of Baizhang Waterfall has at least tens of thousands of catties of impact, if you really drill into it to practice the sword, I am afraid that it will be washed down before it turns into sword light!

"What's more, I'm afraid it's going to be directly pressed into a meat patty!" Yaoguang naturally nodded again and again, and said with a shocked face, "And there is a problem, even if this sword technique can be practiced, I don't know if it is suitable for the six-winged flying feather sword?"

"That's suitable!" Chu Bai nodded lightly, this way of transforming the sword emphasizes turning into a god-speed sword light, and the six-winged flying feather sword is already amazingly fast, the combination of the two is quite suitable, just to practice the sword under this Baizhang waterfall...... Hesitating and frowning, Chu Bai simply walked directly to the bottom of the Baizhang Waterfall, and under such a close observation, he could feel the violent momentum of the rushing waterfall, which was daunting.

It's just that now, there is no other way out, after a long silence, he finally took a deep breath, took out the six-winged flying feather sword from the Sumeru ring, and suddenly stepped forward - your uncle!

As soon as he stepped out, the roaring waterfall suddenly poured down, and the endless power seemed to gather the power of heaven and earth, making him almost unable to stand firmly, let alone straighten up.

The spiritual power around his body gushed out, he gritted his teeth and barely fixed his body, letting the overwhelming water flow around him to vent, but he silently recited the magic of the way of transforming the sword, and gradually sank into the realm of unity of mind and spirit.

The whole world seemed to be quiet, the spiritual power was surging with the roar of the waterfall, and the divine consciousness gradually condensed and entangled, like a slowly winding spiritual snake, slowly and difficult to reach the six-winged flying feather sword.

After a long exploration, the moment the divine consciousness suddenly entangled the six-winged flying feather sword, Chu Bai faced the overwhelming silver-white water curtain, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Four fearless, obsessed with breaking the enemy - give it to me, turn it!"

In an instant, his figure suddenly trembled and blurred, and with the roar of the Flying Feather Sword, he disappeared into the water curtain out of thin air.

There was a moment of silence, and the cyan sword light shining like a star suddenly exploded like the core of the universe, rising from the water curtain into the sky, and even forcing the water curtain to stop rushing temporarily.

But it only lasted for a moment, and the still water curtain suddenly fell again, and the sword light that had just surged up before it could fly, like a flame that had just burned, was suddenly extinguished by the downpour.

I only heard a miserable scream, and Chu Bai, who rushed less than five or six meters against the waterfall, suddenly turned into his original form and fell heavily, and even the sword slammed on the craggy rock.

Before he could scream, the back-current waterfall seemed to be completely enraged, and it suddenly crashed down with more powerful force, slamming heavily on his backbone, and directly knocking him unconscious!

"Lord, Lord!" Yaoguang was shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward and dragged Chu Bai out of the waterfall.

"Your uncle's! What kind of ghost sword technique is this!" After half an hour, Chu Bai woke up slowly, but he was already trembling uncontrollably in pain.

The pain of tearing the meridians around his body, the pain of the emptiness of the sea, the pain of his limbs being bombarded by the waterfall, all these pains all came together, and he suddenly felt the urge to crash headlong on the rock.

Yaoguang saw sympathy and admiration, and couldn't help but tremble and said: "Lord, this method of practicing swords is too dangerous, or we will think of other methods......

Waving his hand weakly, Chu Bai interrupted her advice, but he gasped for a moment before slowly propping up his body.

Looking at the craggy rocks looming in the waterfall, he couldn't help but shudder, but he still gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, suddenly tore off his torn robe, and stepped forward expressionlessly.

Afraid of death Mo Xiuxian! How can there be so many shortcuts in this world, if you want to get something, you have to rely on your own strength, if you don't even have the strength, then you can only work hard!

Gritting his teeth tightly, facing the three-thousand-foot silver waterfall that flew straight down, he suddenly urged his divine consciousness and spiritual power, and once again turned into a green and shining sword light, and rose violently and wildly into the sky.

But he only lasted for a moment, and before he could get out of the waterfall, the torrent had already slapped down again, smashing him to the ground in embarrassment, even harder than Fang Cai's heavy blow.

It's just that at this moment, before Yaoguang had time to exclaim, Chu Bai was already panting heavily, and jumped up again with great difficulty.

Without even looking at the craggy wounds all over his body, he went straight to the roaring waterfall, like a wounded beast that went crazy, and his eyes were red and rushed straight up-"Come again!

"Come again, come again, if it hurts, it hurts to the end!"

"Come again! Come again! Uncle Ben has nothing, only this unbeatable life!"

After going on like this dozens of times, by the time the sky gradually darkened, Chu Bai was already covered in blood, and the flesh and blood on his limbs were so blurred that he could even faintly see the crooked white bones...... But even though he was close to collapse, he still stubbornly propped himself up, slowly wiped the blood from his forehead, opened his increasingly blurred eyes, and staggered into the waterfall again.

The violent flood roared and rushed into the wound that had long been ruptured, and he could barely make a sound in pain, but he still managed to keep his breathing as steady as possible, gathering all his weak consciousness in one place.

In an instant, accompanied by a low angry shout, the Baizhang sword light that exuded a violent aura slammed out from the bottom of the deep pool again.

The sword light was as bright as a star, enveloping the fury tide of Baizhang Waterfall, condensing into a roaring and roaring water dragon, rising into the sky with endless might.

Yaoguang was dumbfounded, and suddenly shouted loudly: "It's done! It's done! Lord, you have finally practiced ......."

Before the words fell, the waterfall that had reversed and flowed backwards for nearly half of the year suddenly roared and poured out without warning, with the power of a frenzied wave, and directly slapped down the hundred zhang sword light, as if swatting a fly to death.

In the roar, Chu Bai slammed into the rock again, and suddenly screamed hysterically, slashed his limbs towards the sky, and then fell weakly.

Yaoguang was dumbfounded, couldn't help but gasp, and hurriedly shouted and rushed to save people, saying in his heart This is the first time, if he tosses like this a few more times, everyone can change their careers to become doctors.

It's just that before she could get closer, Chu Bai, who looked like a dead fish, suddenly jumped up, faced the overwhelming hundred-zhang waterfall, raised his arms to the sky and laughed three times.

"Crazy! It must be crazy!" Yaoguang was stunned and speechless, and said in his heart, could it be that when the waterfall rushed down just now, he just hit the boss's head?

"Crazy you ghost!" Chu Bai glared at her angrily, gasping and said, "I was almost about to practice this time just now, although it was still a little bit worse, but it made me suddenly understand what was missing!"

"Uh...... Is it really fake?" Yaoguang's eyes widened in confusion, and he couldn't help asking, "What is missing then, is it character?" Speaking of which, are you really lacking character?"

Chu Bai directly slapped her away, but slowly lowered his head, looked at the jade slip that recorded the sword technique, and exhaled thoughtfully - sword intent! The way of transforming the sword recorded in this jade slip is actually the most emphasized sword intent, and only by comprehending the sword intent can the sword master integrate his own flesh and blood essence with the flying sword and reach the realm of incarnating into a sword.

Because of this, although he has mastered the way of transforming into a sword, because he has never been able to comprehend the sword intent, he can't break through the waterfall bombardment after all, and he can't really transform into a sword.

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Bai figured out the crux of the problem, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that the wound didn't hurt much!

It's just that his good mood didn't last long, because just a moment later, Yaoguang suddenly asked, "But lord, this sword intent is mysterious and mysterious, where are you going to comprehend it?"

So, Chu Bai immediately felt that the wound was even more painful, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly asked cautiously: "What, you said that if we go to rob again, can we rob the sword intent?"

(To be continued)