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After hearing the words of the old master of sword sharpening, Bai Xiaobei knew that he was not absolutely safe. There were so many strong people who did not have any cultivation methods. They all practiced to this extent.

"Take this sword."

With a wave of his hand, the broad dark iron sword appeared in front of Bai Xiaobei, which was the dark iron Epee that had been used for hundreds of years.

Bai Xiaobei stretched out his hand, and after catching it, he couldn't help but wonder: "good guy, more than a thousand pounds? How to play with this sword

The weight of dark iron Epee surprised him, but the next words of the ancestor of sharpening sword made him dumbfounded.

"Hold this sword and follow me to practice under the waterfall."

"What?" Bai Xiaobei is dumbfounded. He looks up at the huge waterfall in the distance. All the waterfalls fall down make a huge roar. In this case, where can he practice his sword?

"As long as you are good at training, half a month's time will certainly make your strength advance by leaps and bounds. At that time, even if it's against me, you can still insist on one move."

“……” Bai Xiaobei looked at the waterfall with momentum like a rainbow. His scalp felt numb and said, "well, can I go home?"

"No!" The old master of sword sharpening frowned and said, "elder martial brother, if you have a cultivation method, you should practice it well. I know that there must be sword technique behind the Qingyuan sword code, but it must be after the foundation is built. Now you can't achieve it without ten or eight years, so you have to work hard."

Bai Xiaobei regretted that he had already known that he would not come out. Now he obviously wants to go back and can't go back.

As soon as he waved his hand, he saw a fine iron sword in his hand and said, "go, let's go in together."

Just after two steps, the ancestor of sword sharpening turned back and said, "by the way, I forgot to tell you, don't use spiritual power or operate the golden body of the Buddha. This is your training."

"What?" When Wu Zibai looked up at the waterfall, he suddenly got up and looked at the waterfall!

After all, Bai Xiaobei can still hold the Xuan iron sword. He takes a deep breath. He sees that the ancestor of sharpening the sword lightly walks in without a trace of shaking. His heart is also relieved. It seems that there is no terror in his imagination.

A bite of teeth, Bai Xiaobei rushed in with a dark iron sword.

"Peng!"

The shock of terror fell from the sky. Bai Xiaobei didn't have time to react, so he let Pai fly down and roll along the river.

"I grass!" Bai Xiaobei cursed and quickly climbed up. With such a strong impact, the ancestor of sword sharpening didn't let him use his spiritual power? How can you stand it? This impact is the feeling of a mountain falling down.

"This is just a small waterfall. Why can't you stand it?" the old man frowned

When the ancestor of sword sharpening came here, he had been practicing here for many years. At that time, he relied on his own physical strength to resist the pressure and slowly adapt to the cultivation. However, there was no such time. You should know that even the five Qi Chaoyuan peak was much worse than Bai Xiaobei's physical strength at that time.

Bai Xiaobei was surprised and said, "do you really have no spiritual power?"

"Nature!" The old master of sword sharpening frowned and said, "come on, come on, slowly adapt first. Your adaptability is too poor. Moreover, if you fall down, you will not be able to get up. You will rush down the river to the cold pool below, and then dive into the bottom of the cold pool and persist in it. When can't you hold on and when will you come up again?"

“……” No one is good to himself. Bai Xiaobei wants to cry without tears.

After a while, he took a deep breath, and slowly stepped into it. The waterfall was pounding him. He felt his body was shaking, but he still insisted on it. He was happy.

"Dark iron sword, do you come in empty handed to watch the excitement?"

His words made him almost vomit blood. He forgot the dark iron sword. No wonder he got used to it suddenly. He staggered out and pulled out the dark iron sword that had just been inserted on the ground.

"Come again!"

Bai Xiaobei's eyes turned red. He took off his coat, thought about it, took off his shoes and T-shirt, and plunged into it.

"Yes, we have to have such a belief. Come and find the balance point and walk to the middle. The torrent in the middle is the heaviest. Come here!"

"Don't shake. The dark iron sword is not a burden. It can make it easier for you to find the balance point. When I fell down, I would get hurt. Sometimes I even fainted. You are so strong. If you fall down, you will be fine."

The ancestor of sword sharpening used to work hard without spiritual power. Even if he fell down and made him dizzy, he would gnash his teeth without spiritual power. He was injured again and again because of this, which made him have such achievements.

"Go, go!"

Bai Xiaobei was drunk in his heart, but the more he walked, the more powerful the impact was. Moreover, he felt that the stone under his feet actually became more and more slippery.

"Do you feel it? Even if there are no waterfalls, normal people can't stand on them. Don't come out after falling. Follow the current and feel it carefully! ""Remember what I just said!" The ancestor of sharpening sword saw Bai Xiaobei directly let go and reminded him.

The current is short of breath. Bai Xiaobei feels that he has entered a chaotic world. The sound of water flow, the sound of slapping and the sound of falling waterfall are all around him. There are small whirlpools everywhere. He is crazily pulling him. There is no sense of quietness. He is like a crazy roar.

"Yes, it's a madman's way to practice."

Bai Xiaobei couldn't help but scold him. In addition to the madman, who would practice in this way? Sometimes his head fell on a stone, which made him dizzy. Sometimes he didn't get into the whirlpool, and he felt like vomiting. What kind of cultivation method is this?

I don't know how long after that, he suddenly felt his head light, and he opened his eyes. He was scared to shiver. He even let the waterfall fall under a waterfall. However, the waterfall is very small, only a few meters high. He plunges into it.

"Cold pool?"

As soon as he entered it, Bai Xiaobei felt that he was constantly sinking. The dark iron sword in his hand was too heavy, pulling him crazy.

At the moment, Bai Xiaobei felt that he had entered a deep hole. Soon, the noise disappeared. Everything outside seemed to be isolated. There was no noise, no impact, no whirlpool. The more he went down, he slowly felt the cold breath coming out of it.

"How deep is it?"

He has been sinking for more than ten meters. Bai Xiaobei can't help but be surprised. He can't help but want to use spiritual power. However, he always feels that the ancestor of sword sharpening is staring at him and gritting his teeth. He doesn't need to use it. He wants to see why he feels in this cold pool when he grinds his sword.

Sure enough, a dark shadow came over his head. The ancestor of sword sharpening came to his side, holding the sword in one hand, and suddenly the sound came into his mind.

"Keep sinking. It's going to the end."

"Voice?" Bai Xiaobei didn't think that there was such a magic method. The old master of sharpening swords could not help but be surprised. Without hesitation, he quickly went down.

Soon, Bai Xiaobei arrived at the bottom of the pool. The bottom of the pool was very homestead, like a funnel. The stones on all sides were cold, and there were sword marks on it.

After a burst of pressure, Bai Xiaobei felt that he was carrying a big mountain on his back. He was very uncomfortable.

The ancestor of sword sharpening looked around and said, "take care of it!"

What made Bai Xiaobei spit blood was that the old master of sword sharpening actually danced his sword in this place. It looked smooth and smooth. Gradually, Bai Xiaobei had to admire him. His sword technique seemed to blend into the cold pool around him, without any fluctuation.

"Practice sword!"

Sure enough, let him practice the sword here. What kind of cultivation method is this? It's just abusing people. Bai Xiaobei is indignant, but he can only grit his teeth and lift his huge black iron sword.

All of a sudden, Bai Xiaobei was stunned. It was obvious that his simple sword moves could not be used here, which made him very uncomfortable. Even the giant sword seemed to be under great pressure.

"Lifting heavy as light, dropping water wears the stone. This water training is also the most suitable way to practice. You must persist in the last minute of your understanding."

He continued to spread the word, and he was also dancing the sword constantly, and he was faster and faster. Soon, the sword light wrapped the sword sharpening ancestor, which surprised Bai Xiaobei. He didn't believe that he didn't use spiritual power.

Waving the dark iron sword, Bai Xiaobei suddenly felt as if he had become a urchin. He was carrying an axe. With great strength, he became extremely hard to swing.

In this way, Bai Xiaobei is also a wolf's nest. He can't even walk if he wants to go. As long as he can't bear to swim out, he immediately sharpens his sword. Once he falls, he will enter the cold pool, and the two places will come and go in exchange.

As the days passed by, Bai Xiaobei could not help protesting. However, the old master of sword sharpening was determined to let him learn the sword technique. If he didn't go, he would force him to escort him. Bai Xiaobei used spiritual power. He directly blocked Bai Xiaobei's spiritual power with special means, which almost made him cry.

It's useless to threaten, but I can't fight. As time goes by, the effect is obvious. Every day, Bai Xiaobei is making progress.

At the moment, Bai Xiaobei needs to polish. Obviously, he is very happy to do it.

Although Bai Xiaobei's speed of progress is not very satisfactory to the ancestor of sword sharpening, he is just too lazy. If he doesn't pay attention, it takes half an hour to go to the toilet. He still wants to escape from time to time. However, since he has come, he can't let him go like this.

If things go on like this, it will not take ten days and a half months for Bai Xiaobei to learn, and then his strength can be greatly improved. If something happens to Bai Xiaobei in the future, his hope will be broken. This is also one of his purposes. He wants to ensure Bai Xiaobei's safety.

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