Chapter 77 Hard Training

Beilingyuan, back mountain.

This is a lush mountain forest filled with green shades. A huge waterfall, like a silver anaconda, hangs in the mountain stream. The sound of falling down rumbles, bringing up water mist all over the sky and spreading.

Master Mo stood in the open space below the waterfall with his hands behind his hands. In front of him, Mu Chen, Tang Qian'er, Mo Ling, Chen Fan, and Huo Yun were all here.

"Starting from today, I will conduct special training for you. Except for Muchen, the rest of you must officially advance to the spiritual wheel realm within this month. Otherwise, you will lose your place in the five major courtyards. Qualifications." Master Mo looked at several people and said calmly.

Hearing this, Tang Qian'er, Chen Fan and others also looked a little more solemn. They were practicing in Beiling Academy for the quota of the five major courtyards. If they lose this qualification, it would be really difficult for them to resist. of blow.

"The four of you are already at the peak of the late stage of the spiritual realm. Even Chen Fan and Huo Yun have begun to try to condense the spiritual wheels. However, you are still one step behind after all. Therefore, you need to use some external pressure to activate the spiritual power in your body. Condensed into a wheel.”

"External pressure?" Chen Fan and the others looked at each other.

"Have you seen this waterfall?" Master Mo smiled and pointed at the waterfall with a rumbling sound behind him. Countless water poured down, with powerful force, impacting the rocks below and splashing. The sky is filled with mist.

"From today on, the four of you will sit under this waterfall to practice, and use all your spiritual power to resist the impact of the waterfall. The external pressure will gradually be transmitted into your bodies, and the energy in the sea of ​​​​qi will be transferred. The spiritual power is gradually compressed and condensed into a wheel."

"ah?"

Chen Fan and the others were stunned, sitting under that waterfall to practice? With such a terrifying impact, I'm afraid you'll feel dizzy if you persist for just one minute, right?

"There is no shortcut in cultivation. If you want to advance to the Spiritual Wheel Realm within a month, you must take ruthless measures. If you can't even do this, I think you should stop competing for the spot!" Mo Shichen vocal channel.

"yes!"

Chen Fan and the others responded hurriedly.

"If the spiritual power in the body is no longer maintained, exit temporarily, restore the spiritual power, and then continue to go back!" Master Mo said with a sharp look.

"yes!"

"You guys start." Master Mo waved his hand and said.

Tang Qian'er and the others looked at each other, then gritted their teeth, spiritual energy surged out of their bodies, and then their bodies swept out, passing over the wide river in the mountain stream, and finally landed at the bottom of the waterfall.

Bang bang bang!

But just when they fell under the waterfall, before they could sit down, they were directly rushed into the lake by the strong impact, and each of Lima became drowned.

The four of them climbed up from the lake, their spiritual energy constantly pouring out of their bodies, and they forcibly resisted the impact of the water flow. Then they sat down cross-legged, gritted their teeth, endured the pain caused by the impact of the water flow, and continued to move. Spiritual power, resist to the death.

Muchen looked at the four people sitting cross-legged under the waterfall and secretly smacked his lips. This kind of training was really intense. It was indeed a devil's training.

"Mu Chen."

Master Mo looked at Muchen, which made the latter's heart skip a beat and he also had some bad premonitions.

"Have you already read through those two spiritual arts?" Master Mo asked calmly.

Muchen nodded.

"Where is your training place." Master Mo pointed his finger to the bottom of the river. Muchen looked at it, and his scalp felt a little numb. He saw the waterfall there pouring down from a high place without any hindrance. If Tang Qian'er and the others If there were some rocks above that could alleviate the impact, then his place would really be a flat plain without any obstruction.

And, most importantly, there seemed to be wooden piles only as big as two feet standing under the waterfall.

"If you want to successfully practice the Spirit Shadow Step, it's very simple. As long as you can shuttle back and forth between those wooden piles and don't get wet on your body." Master Mo said.

"What?"

Muchen was stunned and moved back and forth, but he couldn't get wet. Is this possible?

"These waterfalls are not continuous, but have a momentary gap. If you want to achieve this condition, you must keep your speed up with this gap."

Muchen smiled bitterly, this difficulty is really not easy, but it is indeed an excellent way to practice body skills.

"In addition, the Spirit Emperor's Finger is strong and sharp. Your current finger training level is not yet able to practice the Spirit Emperor's Finger. Therefore, your fingers must also be tempered. I will make this waterfall have wooden piles pouring down from time to time, and you have to What he did was to pierce these wooden stakes that whizzed by instantly with his fingers." Master Mo said slowly.

Muchen's scalp was numb again. The wooden pile rushed down with such a fast current. How strong must that kind of power be? And the speed is so fast, as long as you are distracted for a moment, you will miss it. If you want to pierce it, you must seize the moment when the wooden stake passes through. This requires not only perfect control of the speed of the shot, but also the perfect control of the shot speed. The fingers are extremely well trained.

"What? Are you scared?" Master Mo said calmly.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, if you're afraid, it's not a big deal." Muchen took a deep breath, and his handsome face gradually became calmer, and even the eagerness to try appeared in his black eyes.

"Um."

Seeing this, Master Mo nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's get started."

Muchen also nodded without any delay. He moved directly across the water, rushed into the ferocious waterfall like a flying swallow, and then landed on a narrow wooden pile.

Boom boom!

The powerful current rushed down hard. Muchen hurriedly touched the wooden stake with his toes, and rushed towards the wooden stake in front of him.

boom!

However, just as his body rushed out, a powerful current rushed down, instantly rushing him into the lake below. He underestimated the speed of the water here.

Muchen spat out the lake water in his mouth, slapped the water with his palm, and jumped onto a wooden stake. His expression became completely solemn. Spiritual power surged out of his body to resist the impact of the water flow.

At the beginning, he obviously had to use his spiritual power to protect his body, and then he could gradually adapt to it.

Muchen concentrated his attention, and rushed out again, straight through a piece of water, and landed on another wooden pile. However, when he was about to jump out again, he heard a strange sound coming from the water, and from the corner of his eye When he glanced at it, he saw a black shadow coming fiercely along the water flow.

It was a wooden pile mixed in the current.

Muchen curled his fingers together, and in the next moment, stabbed out fiercely.

The two fingers were like spears, stirring up layers of water vapor, and when the black shadow flashed across the front in an instant, they stabbed hard on it.

Poof!

A dull sound came, and the wooden pile was only shaken back a little, without any sign of being penetrated, and then rushed into the lake below along with the current.

Muchen grinned when he saw that the attack was fruitless, and severe pain came from his fingertips. The wooden stake had been soaked by the lake water, and at this speed, it was harder than fine iron, and he couldn't use it. The collision of spiritual power made him feel like the bones in his fingertips were about to shatter.

Bang!

During this slight distraction, the rapid waterfall poured down again, directly knocking Muchen into the lake.

"damn it!"

Muchen popped his head out of the lake, cursed fiercely, then gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his fingertips, turned over again, pushed his speed to the extreme, and rushed straight out.

boom! boom! boom!

Under the waterfall, the figure kept rushing out, and was kept being mercilessly rushed into the lake by the water. The powerful force made it dizzy, but he was also stubborn and resisted the feeling. His whole body ached, and he gritted his teeth and rushed out, constantly increasing his speed.

Sometimes, although he escaped the impact of the water flow, the wooden stakes flowing down the water tortured his fingers.

Tang Qian'er and the other four who were sitting under the waterfall not far away heard the movement there and quietly opened their eyes and took a look. They even shuddered. Although they didn't try it personally, they knew just by looking at it. Muchen's place was even more ferocious than theirs.

Beside the lake, Master Mo stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the particularly embarrassed figure under the waterfall with a dull expression. If he wanted to succeed, he had to pay first.

For the whole afternoon, that figure was running tirelessly under the waterfall. Even Tang Qian'er and the others took two rounds of rest, but he did not stop his somewhat masochistic practice at all.

When the sun was setting on the horizon, Tang Qian'er and the four of them dragged their exhausted bodies ashore. Each of them turned pale from exhaustion. Without any scruples, they slumped on the ground, gasping for air.

When Master Mo saw this, he said: "Let's end our practice today."

Tang Qian'er and the others had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then their eyes darkened again because of the next sentence.

"Continue tomorrow."

Tang Qian'er and the others slumped on the ground helplessly. After resting for a while, they heard a popping sound not far away. They raised their heads and saw the thin figure, as if they had not heard Master Mo's words. Just like that sentence, he is still there like a machine, getting knocked over again and again, and getting up again and again.

Although they could all feel that the figure had become a little sluggish due to exhaustion, that thin body seemed to be supported by an impressively resolute soul, which kept him from falling.

"Master Mo, he is almost at his limit!" Tang Qian'er bit her red lips and looked away at Master Mo unbearably.

Mo Fei slowly shook his head and said softly: "This is his own choice. The reason why he is better than you is not only because of his talent. Mu Feng has a very good son."

Chen Fan and the others looked at the tired figure under the waterfall with complicated eyes, and a rare admiration surged in their hearts. If Muchen's talent was stronger than theirs, they would say that it was given by God, but Muchen's will , but it forced them to admit

This guy is really perverted.

(To be continued)