What Qing Shui wants is this kind of effect that turns decay into magic, because this is the "Basic Sword Technique", which is the foundation of sword skills. The stronger the foundation is, the stronger it will be, and the taller and stronger the building can be built.
Another month has passed, and Qing Shui has been practicing this thrusting sword move for almost three years in the Purple Jade Fairyland. It is estimated that Qing Shui is the only one in the entire continent who has this idea, and with such perseverance, he can spend such extravagant time.
By thrusting out again and again, Qing Shui didn't know how many sticks he had worn out, from the ordinary sticks as thick as his thumb to the sticks made of Chinese ironwood as thick as his wrist.
The force of friction between each thrust and the air would be too much for an ordinary wooden stick to bear. It took a long time for Qing Shui to find this kind of Huatien wood that could be compared with pig iron. Qingshui was lucky enough to see the Huatien wood at home. Furniture, so you can get to know this hard wood.
In fact, Qing Shui didn't know that many weapons were also made of Huati wood.
Next, Qing Shui planned to practice the living sword. Qing Shui stood on a high mountain and looked around, looking for a place to practice the living sword. It was already August and the weather was getting colder. Qing Shui was still wearing single clothes, but with Qing Shui's physique, he was You won't feel cold even if you don't wear any clothes in the ice and snow.
Qing Shui walked down the mountain casually, looking for a place suitable for practicing swordsmanship. When he passed a large tree on the hillside that required several people to hug him, a breeze blew, and some yellow leaves on the tree slowly fell. He just happened to pass by Qing Shui. fall.
Subconsciously, the Huatimu Sword in Qing Shui's hand struck out and pierced a leaf, then the second, then the third... but there were still more fallen leaves falling.
Some time ago, Qing Shui used his hands to buckle the Huati wooden stick into a rough model of a sword. It was rough, but it was very hard. Qing Shui first wanted to experience the feeling of the sword. After all, the stick was not a sword, and it was also for him. With a squandering of strength, his hands grabbed the Huatie wood, which was as hard as pig iron, and pinched it into the shape of a sword.
After Qingshui paused and thought for a moment, he punched the main body of the huge tree with his left hand, and then swung his sword to stab the fallen leaves...
In addition to practicing sword thrusting in the Purple Jade Fairyland as always, he also added footwork, which is the mysterious ghost step. With the ghost step, he thrust the sword from different angles.
It's still just one move, but it's all kinds of strange. No matter what angle it's at, no matter which direction it is, it can deliver that tricky, fast, and unparalleled sword strike.
The rest of the time, Qing Shui spent all his time on this big tree, until there were no more leaves to fall from it. Then Qing Shui will leave and look for other big trees.
In the middle is a big bird without eyes. Of course, it is not as big as the white-headed black jade eagle, and it is not as fierce as the white-headed black jade eagle. When he attacked Qing Shui, Qing Shui stabbed his head with a sword, but it still flew away because the stabbing in one spot severely injured the big bird. But the length of the sword limited it from stabbing into Big Bird's brain.
Qing Shui sighed, the sword was too small. If he could get a bigger sword, Qing Shui believed that this stab would definitely kill the opponent. After all, the mosquitoes were so fierce that they wouldn't be able to kill him even if they bit him.
It would be difficult to stab the larger of the wounded to death at once. Especially for oversized beasts and ferocious beasts, it will be much easier if the opponent is a person, just like the sword just now was enough to stab a person to death.
In the end, all the nearby trees were stripped bare by Qing Shui, and there were no more leaves on any tree, but Qing Shui knew that he should go home.
Unknowingly, Qing Shui had been out for nearly five months, and it was already the end of October and almost November. All the dead leaves on the trees within a hundred miles had been used by Qing Shui to practice his sword.
"One month is enough for me to go back." Qing Shui sighed.
The biggest gain from coming out this time is not the sword that I learned but the Purple Jade Fairyland that I got. After subsequent arduous training, Qing Shui was able to leave a hole in every fallen leaf among the fallen leaves, or string them together so that none of them could fall to the ground.
This is the state that Qing Shui later reached when he practiced the sword. This was an achievement that took almost ten years. It took ten years to sharpen a sword, and it took ten years to practice this sword.
Except for one hour a day to go to the Purple Jade Fairyland to practice, the rest of the time was spent on traveling, because time was still quite tight. Seeing how insignificant people were in the vast mountains, Qing Shui hurried back to his home. direction.
The ancient body-strengthening technique can still only operate for forty-eight days, and it cannot break through no matter what. This makes Qing Shui once again convinced that as long as it can break through to forty-nine days, it can enter the fourth level of the ancient body-strengthening technique.
In the evening, Qing Shui finished practicing in the Purple Jade Fairyland. The barrier that hindered him still stood like a majestic mountain, with no hope of breaking through.
He looked up and saw ten bright red and strange power fruits on the power fruit tree.
"Try eating two power fruits?"
Qing Shui looked at the ten bright red power fruits and thought that eating one could increase his strength by 500 kilograms, which would feel good. However, it was a pity that each person could only eat two fruits at most, and eating more would have no effect. Otherwise, just eating one fruit would have no effect. This can increase your strength by five thousand kilograms every year, which is a good improvement in strength.
Qing Shui, who can now reach 15,000 kilograms of strength, is not particularly interested in the strength of 500 kilograms, but mosquito meat is still meat no matter how small it is. Besides, the ancient body-building techniques of the Third Heaven have struggled to break through. It is hard to say that this power fruit It can also help you find opportunities for breakthroughs.
Thinking of this, Qing Shui ran to the thick power fruit tree and looked at the ten beautiful-looking red fruits. The fragrance was still very fragrant. He stretched out his hand and grabbed one of them out of habit.
"Eh. No, it's so strong." Qing Shui estimated that the force of that tug was dozens of kilograms, but it didn't pull the Power Fruit off, and the thick tree that was as tall as a person didn't move at all.
Tsk tsk. Qing Shui secretly marveled, and pulled hard again, but it still didn't fall off. This time Qing Shui used almost a hundred kilograms of strength.
"Holy shit." Anxious Qing Shui used great force to pull off the Power Fruit. Qing Shui estimated that the pulling force at the moment of breaking was about five hundred kilograms.
Qing Shui thought thoughtfully. After eating one pill, he gained 500 kilograms. It took 500 kilograms of strength to pull him off. It was the first time he saw such a strange thing. But there are not many strange things in Jiuzhou Continent. It happened to him. The pain on his body is beyond explanation, so Qing Shui's ability to bear it now is extraordinary.
Even an ordinary person can't pull this fruit down...
The Power Fruit in Qing Shui's hand was just right in one hand, and it exuded a faint warmth. If you hold it tightly, you will feel a little burning. Looking at the spotless and beautiful fruit, Qing Shui tried to take a bite.
Well, it's a little hard, a little crispy, and quite sweet with a mouthful of saliva. Soon a power fruit was eaten. The most surprising thing was that there were no seeds or cores... After eating, a heat wave rose from the Dantian and went straight to the eight meridians of the body. I felt that my whole body was filled with inexhaustible energy. .