Rebirth and then become immortal

Chapter 11 Ten Thousand Waters
  Mo Yuan drove his brother and sister out.

"Her heart is broken. She has a good foundation to be able to maintain her current cultivation level, but it is difficult to advance further..." Xiao Lan naturally knew what Mo Yuan was angry about, "You have made such rapid progress, so naturally it will make her compare. own situation.”

Although the current situation of the two brothers and sisters is not much better.

Xiao Qing couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. She waited until she was far away from the back mountain before telling Xiao Lan what she had met in the illusion. After hearing this, Xiao Lan was in a daze for a while before she found her voice: "There are such people and such things in the world. , It’s a pity that destiny is unpredictable, and such people cannot ascend.”

"There are intact eggs under the overturned nest. If the realm of cultivation is breached and occupied by aliens, who dares to say that the aliens cannot develop a way to ascend to the upper realm? If they really ascend to the upper realm, it will cause chaos in the world."

Xiao Qing scratched his head: "Brother, do you want to try the Tianxuan Sword Sect's skills? What if you can also enter the illusion? That senior Yin San is a good person. Let me tell him again, teaching someone is teaching. The two are also teachers, maybe he can agree!"

"It's about to be released from seclusion. I'm afraid I won't have much time to practice by then, but I'll ask you to recommend it to me first."

Xiao Lan answered her with a smile.

When the two of them returned home, the prophet greeted Xiu Niang and then went back to their rooms.

Xiao Qing naturally entered the dreamland again.

Perhaps he had noticed her arrival early, and the secret realm changed again. It was no longer steep mountains and mountain roads covered with frost and snow. Xiao Qing looked at the boundless black and white in front of him, with only a small pavilion standing in the middle of the lake. , Yin San stood in the pavilion, looking at Xiao Qing from a distance.

Xiao Qing said hello to him first, then lowered his head to look at the lake at his feet. He was surprised to find that the small open space where he was standing was also surrounded by lake water.

When we were in a dilemma, Yin San's voice came from far away: "Come here quickly, are you afraid of water?"

Hearing what he said, Xiao Qing knew that this was probably another test he had given himself. This water was definitely not simple. Xiao Qing did not rush into the water, but squatted down and put his hand into the water to stir it up.

Sure enough, as soon as his hand touched the water, a huge suction force came from the water. Xiao Qing was pulled down and almost fell into the water.

"This water is called Wanjun. It is extremely heavy. You should think about how to get through it."

"What's so difficult about this? It'll be fine if I don't touch the water."

Xiao Qing tapped her toes and jumped up, but before she could make any move, the originally calm water surface suddenly became turbulent, as if she wanted to stop her. It seemed that if she insisted on flying, the lake might not mind coming. A "Lake Roar" knocked her down.

Xiao Qing naturally didn't bet on how high this wave could hit.

She fell back to the ground, squatted down, wrapped a thin layer of spiritual power around her arms, and tentatively reached out to the water again. This time, there was no sudden tugging feeling, but as soon as the water came into contact with the spiritual power, it felt like She turned into a homeless person who had been hungry for hundreds of years, and even absorbed and ate away the spiritual power attached to her arm bit by bit.

However, the speed was very slow. Xiao Qing raised his head and visually measured the distance between the small pavilion and himself. It was not too far.

Wrapping his body with spiritual energy, Xiao Qing raised his feet and stepped on the water, creating layers of ripples. With the barrier of spiritual energy, Xiao Qing felt like walking on flat ground, but the more he walked, the greater the suction force coming from the water, and his spiritual energy was gnawed away. The speed of eating is also faster.

Xiao Qing naturally walked faster and faster, and finally almost reached the speed of running. However, no matter how she accelerated, she was still the distance from the small pavilion where Yin San was at the distance she had visually measured before, neither far nor close, and couldn't get any closer.

She knew it! How could Yin San set such a simple level.

Looking back, the original ground was also submerged by the lake. Xiao Qing had no way to retreat and could only move forward.

Although Yin San would not harm her, he might rescue her after she fell into the water, but she did not want to fall into this strange water and suffer the pain, nor did she want to be rescued by Yin San.    She must always have the ability to face difficulties independently.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qing closed her eyes. The spiritual power in her body became restless, and a shallow golden light adhered to the surface of her body. When she opened her eyes again, she shouted loudly, and gathered all the spiritual power on her legs, even the water surface. A small piece of them was crushed under her feet. Almost in an instant, Xiao Qing rose into the sky, and dozens of huge waves followed one after another. The huge waves hit her, trying to knock her down.

"You're the one I've been waiting for!"

Xiao Qing did not panic. She held it with her backhand, and a long sword appeared in her hand. It was exuding light golden aura. When the blade came into contact with the water waves, the light shone brightly, and the hot aura soared into the sky, forming one after another rising waves. Xiao Qing flew through the white mist, waved his hand and chopped again——

Under the golden sword light, all the water waves were cut open, and the dispersed lake water slammed back into the lake like falling rocks, causing ripples layer by layer.

Xiao Qing, on the other hand, followed the waves of the water that had not yet calmed down, put the spirit sword under his feet, and used it as a surfboard to rush to the pavilion with the force of the water.

Seeing this, Yin San put his hand down and no longer controlled the distance between Ting and Xiao Qing.

She has done such a good job that there is no point in trying to stop her anymore.

After a while, Xiao Qing arrived at the pavilion, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked at him quite proudly.

"How is it? I did a good job with those swords just now."

"Hmm - not bad, not bad." Yin San nodded approvingly, "He is a natural swordsman!"

The natural swordsman was overwhelmed by the praise and challenged Yin San.

Tens of seconds later, the natural swordsman knew the taste of Wanjun Water.

Well, it’s bitter, with a rusty smell, and tastes a bit like a non-Newtonian fluid, yuck!

Climbing out of the water again, Xiao Qing was trembling all over - every time she climbed out of the water, it cost her a lot of spiritual power, and now she could hardly gather the spiritual power of the sword.

She looked at Yin San and made a stop gesture, wanting to rest and regain her strength. Yin San saw how embarrassed she was, so he didn't force her. He just walked slowly to the water, and a branch appeared in his hand.

Yin San is originally a virtual body. He walks on the water and almost becomes one with the water.

Xiao Qing looked at him, her mind moving slightly. Xiao Qing knew that this was what Yin San wanted to teach her. Her fingers on the guardrail were slightly tight, her eyes unblinking, and she wanted to imprint all the sword moves he used. In the mind, turn it into your own use.

Yin San's movements are clean and neat, with almost no unnecessary moves, and all his moves are killer moves.

The lake roared and tried to swallow him, but it could not get even closer to him.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin San put away the branches and looked at Xiao Qing, who was standing in the pavilion. She had gotten up at some point and was waving the spirit sword in a decent manner, trying to replicate the moves he had just rehearsed for her.

"That's wrong. If you move your hand higher, don't lower your head."

"The tip of the sword is facing upwards...forget it, you do three thousand vertical chops first, and then three thousand swing chops, and master the basic moves first."

(End of this chapter)