After practicing this for more than an hour, one person and one eagle then slipped off the platform and returned to the cave. The next morning, the divine eagle had already held three stinky snake galls of the Pusiqu snake and placed them beside him. Xiao Yao saw that the snake galls were black and purple, not only looked ugly, but also had a disgusting smell. He didn't want to eat it, but he thought that he was refreshed and his strength increased after yesterday's eclipse, which was really more effective than those magic medicines. Moreover, this thing is definitely pure natural and pollution-free, and there is no preservatives added. At most, it will be overwhelming to the appetite. It is not only harmless to the body, but also beneficial. Therefore, after thinking about it, he no longer paid attention to the stench. He simply ate it with his fragrant rabbit legs and sat in his mouth to regulate his breathing.

Since the previous Nine Yang Divine Arts breakthroughs by chance, Xiao Yao has never had the opportunity to meditate quietly and build the foundation, let alone to figure out the deeper *-control method of using the Nine Yang Divine Arts. It is precisely because of this that he was suddenly knocked out yesterday because he could not control the automatic rebound power of the Nine Yang True Qi. Today, after eating snake gallbladder and having free time, he practiced with all his concentration in comparison with the Nine Yang True Sutra. As time goes by, he gradually became united in his mind.

In the realm, the various martial arts experiences and experiences accumulated over the past period of time were slowly integrated into his mind, and he then gained something, and the complex and complex knowledge were gradually integrated into his own things. At this moment, Xiao Yao, who was guiding the qi and returning to the original state, suddenly realized that the Guanmai acupoints where the breath was not easy to reach were unobstructed at this time. He only needed a little guidance, and the Nine Yang true energy could flow throughout his body without any stagnation.

When he noticed this, Xiao Yao was ecstatic and cheered loudly. He was the most taboo to be distracted when sitting in meditation and practicing internal skills. As for emotional fluctuations such as great sorrow and great joy, he would become more dangerous. If he was not careful, he would become as obsessed as when he escaped from Lin'an City. But at this time he was extremely happy, but his breath was still flowing continuously without any obstacles. He jumped up, picked up the heavy sword, went out of the cave and practiced sword with the Divine Eagle.

At this time, facing the infinite power of the Divine Eagle, Xiao Yao, who had already comprehended most of the Nine Yang Divine Arts, had already lost some fear. Although he still avoided more and blocked less, he could occasionally take advantage of the sharp and incompetent wing power of the Divine Eagle. During this period, he practiced the sword for several days and continued to comprehend the Nine Yang Divine Arts. When Xiao Yao held the heavy sword, the feeling in his hand was no longer as heavy as before. Every time he slashed, he gradually felt handy. At the same time, he became more and more aware that the sword skills he had learned before were too diverse and had too many tricks. In the past, he always believed that sword techniques were not only extremely powerful, but also all

The most gorgeous martial arts is also because of its gloriousness. Xiao Yao made up his mind to learn sword skills with Li Mochou. But at this time, he thought of the eight characters "heavy swords have no edge, great skill is not skillful" left by Dugu Qiubai on the bluestone. The more he chewed the realm, the more he felt that it was far better than the most cleverest sword moves in the world. While fighting with the Divine Eagle, he pondered the way of the sword moves, but felt that the more ordinary the sword moves, the harder the opponent could resist. For example, thrust the sword straight, as long as the force is strong and fast enough, the power is far greater than the magical sword moves such as the Jade Girl Sword Technique.

During this period, he took the snake gall of the Pusiqu snake that he picked from the God Eagle every day, and his erect strength increased unknowingly. On a walk this day, he saw three big poisonous snakes dying underground in the valley, with their belly holes open, and their bodies were caught with sharp claws and blood. These poisonous snakes emitted a faint golden light, which had never been seen in their lives. I thought this was the legendary Pusiqu snake. I thought to myself: The Divine Eagle is so powerful that it must be because of eating too many of the snake galls of these strange snakes. After more than a month, Xiao Yao took one snake gall a day, and could barely fight against the amazing power of the Divine Eagle. He used his sword to stab him, and the wind whistled. He couldn't help but feel relieved. Although he still had not fully mastered the Black Iron Sword Technique, he was right by his right

The understanding of the Nine Yang Divine Arts and other martial arts knowledge naturally improved a lot. When martial arts reached this point, it was like climbing Mount Tai and being small in the world. Looking back on what I learned in the past, it felt quite insignificant. However, I thought again that if I had no previous roots and did not want to suffer so much, even if there were adventures today, I would never reach this state. The Divine Eagle was always a beast who could not speak, and it would be possible to induce and guide, but I could never give advice. Besides, the Divine Eagle could not really say that I could do any martial arts. It was just that I was born with divine power and followed Dugu Qiubai for a long time. I often fought with him. I remembered some methods of advancing and retreating and attacking. In the end, everything still depends on my own.

The morning of the day, he got up, and the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down. Xiao Yao said to Shen Diao, "Brother Diao, do we still practice martial arts?" Shen Diao bit his clothes and pulled him to the northeast for a few steps, then took a big step and jumped forward. Xiao Yao devoted himself to martial arts practice, not knowing what was sacred, and thought to himself: "Is there something strange in the northeast?" He immediately took the heavy sword and followed in the rain.

After walking for several miles, I heard a buzzing sound, endlessly. The more I walked, the louder the sound, and it seemed to be a huge sound of water. Xiao Yao suddenly thought and said to himself: "Is it the Shen Diao took me there at this time that the waterway where Yang Guo was practicing?" He turned over a mountain gorge, and the sound of the water was deafening. He saw a big white dragon-like waterfall among the mountain peaks rushing down, rushing into a stream, rushing to the thunder, and it was extremely fast and fast. The water was carrying branches and stones, and it was flowing in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the rain was even heavier. Xiao Yao's clothes were wet, and the water was covered with misty water, which was a spectacle. But seeing that the mountain torrent was too strong, although he had guessed one or two, he was still a little scared in his heart. While he was stunned, the Divine Eagle stretched out his mouth and pulled his clothes and walked towards the stream, and indeed wanted him to go down. Xiao Yao took two steps back like a conditioned reflex and said deliberately: "What should I do if I go down? The water is so fast, I'm afraid I can't stand it."

The Divine Eagle let go of his clothes, gussed, raised his head and cried, jumped into the stream, stood firmly on a huge rock in the middle of the stream, and stepped forward with his left wings and knocked back a rock that had rushed down. After the rock rushed down again, he swung his wings back again. After hitting him five or six times, the rock never flowed around him. When the seventh time was rushing down the water, the Divine Eagle tried hard to flap his wings and hit him. The rock flew out of the stream and fell on the stone bank. The Divine Eagle immediately jumped back to Yang Guo.

Xiao Yao knew that the sword demon Dugu Qiubai would go to this mountain torrent to practice swords whenever he encountered heavy rain in the past. However, although he had improved his martial arts a lot in recent years, he was not confident at this time and thought that he had achieved such skills, so he dared not try it. Just as he was hesitating, the magic carving's big wings protruded, brushed it and brushed it on Xiao Yao's buttocks. It stood very close, and Xiao Yao thought about his own worries, and was unprepared, and his body immediately fell into the stream.

He was in mid-air and reacted quickly. He hurriedly used a "Thousand-Kilometre Pendant" body technique to land on the huge rock where the Divine Eagle stood. As soon as his feet entered the water, the mountain torrent made him shake his left and right silence, making it difficult to stand firm. Xiao Yao cursed inwardly, but then he thought to himself: "The Divine Eagle is also for my own good, and I want to practice the Black Iron Sword Technique, except for this, I really don't know any other way." Thinking of this, I immediately held my breath and fought against the turbulent flow, but I wanted to stretch my sword to provoke the rocks brought by the mountain torrent, but I was unable to do it.

After a stick of incense was spent, Xiao Yao's strength gradually ran out, so he stretched out his sword on the stone and jumped to the shore. He didn't breathe a few times, and the Divine Eagle waved his wings and brushed him. This time he was wary and did not brush it, and jumped into the heart of the stream by himself, thinking: "This Divine Eagle is really a strict teacher and friend. I did not relax at all. It has a beautiful intention, can I resist the supreme ambition?" So he used the Nine Yang true energy, and the qi sinks into the plate, and stood firmly. After a while, he not only gradually realized the magical fighting of condensed energy and exerting force, but also improved the Nine Yang magical power. Therefore, although the mountain torrent became larger and larger, it soaked into his waist, he was not as difficult as before.

After a while, the mountain torrent fell into his chest and gradually rose to his mouth. Xiao Yao thought to himself, "Although I have stood firm, I can't drown him!" He had to jump back to the shore. However, the Divine Eagle was guarding the shore and saw him jumping from the air. Before his feet fell to the ground, he spread his wings and slammed out again. Xiao Yao stretched out his sword to block the frame, but was pushed back to the heart of the stream by the force of his pounce, and fell into the mountain torrent. He stood on the huge rock at the bottom of the stream with both feet. The water was gone, and a large stream of water immediately rushed into his mouth.

Xiao Yao was not familiar with water and felt a little panicked for a moment, but after all, he was calm in his work. He immediately stabilized his body and thought to himself, if luck would let out a big mouthful of water, then his inner breath would rise and the soles of his feet would be weak. Thinking of this, he now condensed his energy and stood firmly, no longer breathing, and finally slowly stabilized. After a while, he supported his feet and jumped into the air. A water arrow shot out from his mouth, and then he sank into the heart of the stream, allowing the mountain torrent to rush through his head, and his body was like a pillar of the water.
Chapter completed!