Of course, she caught nothing.
It was normal to fail the first time, but Jun Mohuang still didn't catch anything the second time and the third time, and her sensory and mental power couldn't work through the water flow.
Jun Mohuang was not discouraged and continued to repeat.
The technique of holding a needle in the master's hand had more benefits than she expected - it sharpened her mental power and sensitivity.
Based on this alone, she had to perfect this technique.
Yue Rong was on the side, throwing silver needles upwards and telling her some tips.
It was not until the hundredth time that her sensory and mental powers were finally able to penetrate one meter of water and sense movement in the water within one meter.
This time, she finally felt the silver needle being carried down by the waterfall.
However, the speed of the water flow was too fast. Jun Mohuang could only sense it and could not successfully clamp the silver needle.
For the two hundredth time, Jun Mohuang was able to sense movement within two meters of the water flow, and successfully pinched out a silver needle for the first time.
"Master, I succeeded!"
Jun Mohuang held a silver needle between her slender and white fingers, and a pleasant smile appeared on her lips.
"very good!"
Yue Rong looked at Jun Mohuang with eyes filled with admiration.
He thought that no matter how talented and strong his new apprentice was, he would still need to practice a thousand times before he could grasp the first silver needle.
Unexpectedly, Jun Mohuang's talent was much better than he expected.
In just one hundred times, in less than half a day, I was able to clamp the first needle.
I think he studied hard and practiced hard, and it took him 1,500 times to clamp the first one.
This kind of talent is simply a genius among geniuses.
Yue Rong felt happy and relieved.
God finally treated him well and gave him a demon-like disciple.
"It's almost time to practice today. We'll continue tomorrow."
Yue Rong considered Jun Mohuang's hand endurance and asked her to continue tomorrow.
The impact force of the waterfall water is tens of thousands of kilograms. With Jun Mohuang's current strength, he will definitely be injured if he continues to practice.
"Master, my hand is fine. You can go back and rest first. I'll just throw the needle and make contact."
Jun Mohuang raised her little hand. Under the dual protection of the golden element and spiritual energy, the skin on her hand was only a little red.
"By the way, Master, can Master teach my cousin this technique?"
Jun Mohuang thought about the power of this technique, and it would be great if his cousin Mo Ranchen could also do it.
"Don't worry, I will teach every one of my disciples."
“Remember that too much is never enough, just in moderation, don’t be greedy for too much.”
Yue Rong reminded Jun Mohuang before leaving gracefully.
"Yes, I know, Master."
Too much is not enough, and moderation is enough. This does not exist with Jun Mohuang.
She has pills to replenish her mental power. When her mental power is not enough, just take two pills.
As for the hand that reached into the waterfall to get the silver needle, she was at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm and had gold element protection. Even if she was injured and had pills, it would not be a big problem.
After Yue Rong left, Jun Mohuang released Master Yinyue and Lao Gui, gave them a large handful of silver needles, and asked them to help her throw the needles.
This is an excellent opportunity to compete for favor, and Lord Yinyue and Old Turtle work very hard.
If it weren't for Jun Mohuang's requirements on height, quantity and location, the two would definitely compete to see who could throw farther and farther.
Half a day passed quickly and night fell, but Jun Mohuang still had no intention of stopping.
The last time she visited Shuijing Mountain at night, she was almost caught by Elder Yu, which greatly stimulated her.
(End of chapter)