But what happened next made them unable to believe their eyes.
Jun Mohuang took action very quickly and reached into the rushing waterfall.
The next second, Jun Mohuang took her hand back, and twelve silver needles sparkled between her slender white fingers.
Those twelve silver rays of light almost blinded the eyes of the six senior brothers.
The six of them rubbed their eyes together, confirming again and again that they had seen it correctly.
One, two, three, four, five... Eleven, twelve, it is indeed the genuine twelve.
A bright light flashed in Yue Rong's eyes. In less than a day, he was able to clamp twelve silver needles. This girl's talent did not disappoint him!
Among the people around Jun Mohuang, only Mo Ranchen was not at all surprised by the result.
Any miracle that happens to Jun Mohuang is normal.
His sister is so awesome.
"Oh my God, all twelve of them are clamped!"
"Junior sister, you are so awesome!"
"Little junior sister, you are simply a pervert!"
"Junior sister, please tell the senior brothers how you did it."
"Junior sister, do you have any special skills?"
The six senior brothers reacted and immediately surrounded Jun Mohuang.
The little junior sister can hold twelve silver needles in one and a half days to one night. She can only be described as a monster and a pervert.
Fortunately, they thought the junior sister would fail and were ready to comfort her, but in the end, they were the ones who needed to be comforted!
Jun Mohuang said: "There is no special technique, just do it according to the master's teachings, and then practice continuously, and you will be fine."
"Then why am I doing what Master did? After practicing for three months, I can't even pick up a silver needle?"
The eldest brother looked at Jun Mohuang with envy, feeling depressed about his own failure.
"Senior Brother, you remember wrongly. The six of us have been practicing for more than three months since we returned to Bafang Xuanjie. We have been practicing since we were adopted by Master as children." The second senior brother suddenly thought of something and added .
"Well, that may be because we are all too stupid. We are not as smart as Junior Sister and Seventh Junior Brother."
Young senior brother Yue Ning gave a final summary with a wry smile.
How else to explain the fact that they always fail to learn.
"Hey, Master, I don't want to live anymore!"
Thinking that he had been learning to hold needles in water for ten years, but his results were not as good as Jun Mohuang's in less than one day, the expression on the senior brother's face became even more bitter, indicating that he was very tired.
He ran over and grabbed Yue Rong's sleeve, almost bursting into tears.
"There is no barrier on this waterfall." Yue Rong stretched out his hand and pulled back his sleeves.
This means that if there is no barrier to block it, if Senior Brother really doesn't want to live, he can always run to the top of the waterfall and take a leap of faith.
When the senior brother heard what Yue Rong said, he felt even more tired.
Hey, the master is so bad. Not only did he not comfort him, he also stabbed him in the heart.
The five senior brothers, Jun Mohuang and Mo Ranchen, saw this and laughed unkindly.
"Well, it turns out that the six of you have mediocre mental strength and are not suitable for practicing holding needles in water. My teacher will teach you other methods."
Yue Rong patted his senior brother on the shoulder, stood up and walked to Jun Mohuang.
"Come, little disciple, let's go. Master will teach you the second level of practice of holding needles in water."
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Jun Mohuang thought that the second level of cultivation method was to increase the number of silver needles.
It turned out that she was wrong.
Yue Rong came to the large waterfall where she practiced holding needles in the water yesterday, and divided the waterfall into a branch.
(End of chapter)