Chapter Twenty-Four: Swimming Against the Tide (2nd Update)

Mo Lin was suspended in mid-air for a long time with a stick of incense, and he kept using his sword intent to test this time of incense, but Mo Lin's sword intent was like a stone sinking into the sea, although there was a splash, but it was just a splash.

Merlin groaned for a moment, no longer remaining in the air, but heading towards the bottom of the waterfall.

The closer you get to the waterfall, the more deafening the roar becomes, but under the roar is the powerful impact of the water, how great the impact is, ordinary people must be crushed under the waterfall, then even the condensing monk may not be able to last long under this huge impact.

However, this qiē was not difficult for Mo Lin, the spiritual energy in his body was strong during the foundation building period, and it was easy to resist the water of this waterfall.

However, Morin did not use any strength, simply took off his shirt and walked straight into the waterfall.

As soon as he entered the waterfall, Morin was slammed into his body by the waterfall water with a powerful impact, and there was a crisp sound on Morin's bones, but this crisp sound was not heard at all in the huge roar.

The stream of water slammed into Merlin like a hammer, and the pain covered his entire body.

Mo Lin frowned slightly, but he activated the aura in his body, and the aura moved under the surface of Mo Lin's body, and the pain in his body was reduced a lot under the cover of the aura.

The roar, the thrashing made it difficult for Morin's heart to calm down, and Morin simply sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

Mo Lin stabilized his mind, let the waterfall rush over, let the roar continue, he only held on to the unity, and his mind was retracted.

"The constant impact of this waterfall, and the continuous repair of the spiritual energy are used for some body refining. ”

Mo Lin smiled but his mind moved, his sword intent moved, and a sword intent burst out above Mo Lin's head, and rushed towards the hanging waterfall, and Mo Lin's sword intent went up against the current under this magnificent waterfall.

That sword intent faintly turned into a void sword shadow, this sword shadow was very faint, but this sword qi was separated from the huge impact of the waterfall, and a gap half a meter wide appeared.

Five meters! After the void sword intent broke through five meters, the sword body trembled, and there was a faint image of inadequacy.

"Five meters! That's not the limit of my Morin!"

A trace of cold light flashed in Mo Lin's eyes, and a powerful sword intent burst out from his body, but the illusory sword was shocked, and he stared even more, and in a moment, he went up five meters more.

"Is it the limit!"

Mo Lin's face remained unchanged, and there was a slight groan in his heart, and there was a powerful impact on the void sword shadow released by the sword intent, which made him gradually a little overwhelmed, and the sword intent phantom released was trembling a little at the moment, as if it would collapse at any time.

Mo Lin snorted, and the aura in his body surged, but it was the aura that rushed into the sword intent, making the sword intent that had originally begun to tremble steady down.

Mo Lin didn't do anything at the moment, but closed his eyes, meditated, and let the waterfall impact his sword intent phantom.

The sword intent itself is a kind of understanding of the sword, that kind of will, the phantom projected by this will is already fragile, Mo Lin understands that under the impact of this waterfall, his sword intent will become more and more condensed under the continuous impact, Mo Lin suddenly realized at this time.

"Sword intent, sword qi, but I care too much about the power of sword qi and forget the most fundamental sword intent, sword intent is the root of the sword, only when this sword intent is strong can I go further on the road of sword cultivation!"

Mo Lin remembered that as soon as Meng Xing appeared, he was like a sword that broke through the sky, although he didn't make a move, but the sword intent, the will was already terrifying.

"Is sword intent the foundation of sword cultivation?"

Mo Lin felt that this qiē seemed to be a source, and the sword intent did not seem to be the source of sword cultivation, Mo Lin didn't know why he had such an idea, and with doubts in his heart, Mo Lin launched the condensation and refining of this pair of sword intent, and the improvement of sword intent!

A month has passed in a flash, and Mo Lin has never left this waterfall, and when his aura is insufficient, he swallows pills to replenish his aura.

In the past month, Mo Lin's sword intent was shattered many times because he couldn't bear the pressure, but after Mo Lin recovered, he condensed his sword intent again to resist the power of the waterfall.

This month, Mo Lin's sword intent has broken through the limit at that time, at this time, the huge phantom turned into a hundred meters large, and the hundred-meter sword shadow separated a large amount of falling water, and at this time, the hundred meters below the waterfall were separated by the sword shadow, rushing to both sides.

From a distance, it looks like the waterfall is separated, and there is a hundred-meter giant sword phantom in the middle, which is quite frightening to watch.

Meng Xing also saw the changes in Mo Lin this month, "A month, breaking through a hundred meters, half a month faster than Changsheng's progress at that time, this kid has a trace of rebellion in his heart that Changsheng doesn't have." ”

Contradiction!

This is just a waterfall, if even the waterfall is not separated, how can it be a big thing, Morin wants more power, wants to find the qiē he has lost, what has been lost in the lost memory, who is the voice, what is the relationship between the voice and himself, who is himself!

"No, the limit, it's not the limit, how can I, Morin, be confined by the water of this waterfall! Get out! Get out of here!"

From under the waterfall came the roar of Morin, and a stubborn will was like a downpour, permeating the heavens and the earth.

That roar, that unyielding meaning is Morin's hatred, Morin's tenacity, Morin's seeking!

100 meters of sword intent phantom, the sword body suddenly burst, this sword intent phantom at this time as if assimilated by Mo Lin, only to see that the phantom of Mo Lin actually appeared in the phantom, at this time Mo Lin looked up at the sky, there was no emotion in his eyes, but with a momentum of the sky, he looked at the sky as if to break the sky, he looked at the waterfall, as if the waterfall was as small as an ant.

This is the will, in order to find what he has lost, even if he wants to break this day, Mo Lin will not retreat, he will only advance, just a waterfall, not afraid!

"Break it for me!"

As Morin's hoarse voice came, the phantom eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and the cold light was like substance, looking like people had been cut by a knife and stabbed by a sword.

The phantom slowly raised his right hand, and then pointed his sword forward, pointing straight up the waterfall.

I only heard a loud bang, and the hundred-meter sword intent phantom shook violently, becoming more solid, and with a sword roar that broke through the sky, the sword intent phantom suddenly expanded and instantly turned into two hundred meters, two hundred meters is not enough, the phantom did not stop, two hundred and fifty meters!

It seems to be the limit, and the sword intent phantom faintly trembles!

"Two hundred and fifty meters, that's enough, just a waterfall, that's enough!"

Mo Lin under the waterfall stood up suddenly, and a mad will suddenly rushed up, this will rushed into the sword intent phantom, and rushed up along the sword intent phantom, this madness, this reverse will, is to break the sky.

If this day is a cage, he Morin is fearless, and he will break this day!

This sword intent phantom burst up, driving Mo Lin's body straight away, and the waterfall that fell vertically suddenly spread out, like a painting fan separated from the middle, and instantly collapsed.

The countless scattered falling water scattered between the heaven and the earth, Morin's body was still suspended in the falling water, letting the falling water caress his body, looking up at the sky, and then his expression was calm, looking towards the central waterfall.

"The meaning is the root of the sword, how high the meaning is, how high the achievement of the sword is!"

Meng Xing's figure swept over the waterfall and came to Mo Lin in an instant.

Meng Xing's eyes were slightly appreciative, but his tone was cold: "In one month, you really have some skills, the sword is born from the heart, and your achievements in the future cannot be underestimated!"

"Kendo ......"

Mo Lin groaned a little in his heart, if he said that the sword, only the capital of the sword, Mo Lin was not sure of the battle of the Tianhua List, and Mo Lin would not do anything that he was not sure of, there was indeed some luck, even if he faced a hundred times stronger people, he could get away with it, but he didn't believe in the ethereal luck Mo Lin, and he was not sure at all, just to die.

Meng Xing didn't know what Mo Lin was thinking, and said leisurely: "Take this token, the Sword Cave and the line, and you will go to the Sword Cave to practice in the next time until the battle for the Tianhua List comes." ”

Meng Xing flicked his right hand at will, and a compass levitated out, and blood light loomed on this compass, and a solemn murderous aura brewed in it, rolling.

"Sword Cave?" Mo Lin's face changed slightly, but he said, "Senior Uncle Meng Xing, this wave sword intent ......"

Mo Lin was interrupted by Meng Xing before he finished speaking: "The sword intent of the waves has been formed, the waves, as the name suggests, are the waves, the waves are endless, a wave is better than a wave, you break this waterfall and you already understand what a wave is, rushing down the waterfall is a wave, what you need at this time is to blend into the waves." The rest needs to be understood by yourself, and it is useless to say more. ”

Meng Xing threw out a token and left in an instant.

Merlin was stunned for a moment, then took the token.

"Waves, enlightened waves, don't break them, blend into the ...... waves"

Meng Xing's departure Mo Lin didn't think much about it, as Meng Xing said, the rest of the things need to be comprehended by Mo Lin himself, all Meng Xing can do is to tell Mo Lin how to practice, and he can really understand and use it if he can realize it himself.