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  Qīng Shuǐ began his tedious practice of this thrusting sword technique, standing there repeating what seemed to be the simplest of sword moves, one sword strike after another...

  When he was tired, he sat down to drink some water and eat something or read a book. Several times, Qing Shui wanted to go pick a strength fruit to eat, but for some reason, when he saw the bright red and strange fruit, Qing Shui felt a bit of aversion, not because he suspected it was poisonous.

  "Never mind the hurry, let's talk about it later." Qing Shui looked at "The Medical Classic of the Heavenly Master", "Analysis of Ten Thousand Herbs" and "Herbal Formula". Although Qing Shui had already read them twice and could even memorize all of them, he knew the principle that "the more you read a book, the more its meaning becomes apparent; reviewing the old to know the new, one can become a teacher."

  Of course, the "Basic Sword Manual" became Qing Shui's focus for this period of time. If others on the continent were to find out that Qing Shui had practiced this thrusting sword technique less than ten million times, they would definitely say that Qing Shui was a madman.

  Qīng shuǐ jiù zhè yàng bú duàn de cì chū, shōu huí, zhè ge dòng zuò bù xià bǎi wàn cì, qīng shuǐ rèn zhǔn hé néng shēng qiǎo, zài jiǎn dān de jiàn zhāo rú guǒ liàn xí jǐ shí wàn biàn shàng bǎi wàn biàn jué duì huì huà fǔ xiǔ wèi shén qí!

  Qingshui wants is precisely this effect of turning decay into magic, because this is the "Basic Sword Manual", it is the foundation of sword skills, the more solid and firm the foundation is laid, the higher and more solid the building can be built!

  Another month has passed, and it's been almost three years since Qing Shui started practicing the Nine Phoenix Steps in the Purple Jade Immortal Realm. Probably no one else on the entire continent has such an idea or the determination to spend their time so lavishly.

  Time and time again, Qing Shui didn't know how many wooden sticks he had used up, from the thumb-thick ordinary wooden sticks of the past to the wrist-thick Huatie wood-made wooden sticks of today!

  Each time the friction force of stabbing out with air is single, and it's generally difficult for ordinary wooden sticks to withstand multiple times. Qing Shui took a long time to find this kind of hardwood that can be compared to pig iron, and he was lucky enough to see furniture made of hardwood at home, so he could recognize this hard wood.

  Actually, Qing Shui didn't know that many weapons were also made from Huatie wood!

  Next, Qing Shui plans to practice the Revival Sword. He stands on a high mountain, looking around in all directions for a place to practice. It's already August and the weather has turned cool, but Qing Shui still wears only one layer of clothing. With his physique, he wouldn't feel cold even if he were naked in icy snow.

  Qing Shui carelessly walked down the mountain, looking for a place to practice his sword skills. As he passed by a large tree on the half-mountain slope that required several people to encircle it with their arms, a gentle breeze blew, causing some yellow leaves on the tree to slowly fall off, landing right beside Qing Shui.

  The unconscious Qing Shui's hand holding the Huatie wooden sword struck out, piercing one leaf after another, but more leaves continued to fall.

  Huatie wooden stick was clamped into a rough sword shape by Qing Shui's hands for some time, although it looked crude and unrefined. However, it was surprisingly very hard. Qing Shui wanted to experience the feeling of wielding a sword, after all, a stick is not a sword. Moreover, he wanted to test his own strength, using both hands to shape the Huatie wooden stick into a sword shape that could rival the hardness of steel!

  Qingshui stopped for a moment as if in thought, then punched the trunk of the giant tree with his left fist and swung his sword at the falling leaves.

  Apart from practicing spear techniques in the Zi Yu Xian Jing as usual, he also added footwork, which was the mysterious and unpredictable Ghost Step. He coordinated with the Ghost Step to thrust his spear from different angles.

  Still just one move, but it's extraordinary and unpredictable. No matter what angle or direction, a swift and unparalleled sword can be thrust out!

  At other times, Qing Shui would spend all his time on this big tree until there were no more leaves to fall from the tree. Then Qing Shui would leave and look for another big tree!

  In the middle, a big bird with no long eyes, of course not as big as the white-headed ink jade eagle, nor as ferocious as the white-headed ink jade eagle. When it ambushed Qing Shui, it was stabbed in the head by Qing Shui's sword, but it still flew away because although the stab was severe and injured the big bird, the length of the sword limited its penetration into the bird's brain.

  Qing Shui sighed, the sword was too small. If it were a bit bigger, Qing Shui believed that this stab would definitely kill his opponent. After all, mosquitoes are fierce and can't bite people to death no matter where they bite!

  It's hard for a big guy to be killed by a single stab. Especially those super-large beasts, if the opponent is an individual, it would be much easier, just like that one sword earlier was enough to kill a person.

  The trees nearby were all bare and had been ravaged by the green water, not a single leaf could be found on any of them. But Qing Shui knew it was time for him to head back home.

  Unconsciously, Qing Shui has been out for almost five months now. It's already the end of October and soon to be November. Within a hundred miles, all the withered leaves on the trees have been used by Qing Shui to practice his sword skills.

  "A month's time is enough for me to go back." Qing Shui sighed!

  This time, the greatest gain from coming out is not the tempered sword, but the Purple Jade Immortal Realm! After later arduous training, Qing Shui can make every single leaf that falls leave a hole, or string them together without a single one falling to the ground!

  This is the realm that Qing Shui had finally reached with his sword, it was the achievement of nearly ten years. Ten years to sharpen a sword, and indeed after ten years he had managed to cultivate this one sword!

  Apart from setting aside one hour a day to practice in the Zi Yu Xian Jing, all the remaining time was spent on the road, because the time was still quite pressing. Looking at the vast mountains, people are so small, Qing Shui hastened his pace towards home!

  The Ancient Strengthening Technique still couldn't break through the 48 Heavenly Cycles, no matter what. This made Qing Shui even more certain that as long as he could break through to the 49th Heavenly Cycle, he would be able to enter the Fourth Realm of the Ancient Strengthening Technique.

  At night, Qing Shui finished his cultivation in the Zi Yu Xian Jing. The obstacle that hindered him still stood like a towering mountain, and breaking through seemed hopeless!

  Raised her head and saw ten bright red, eerie power fruits on the Power Fruit Tree!

  "Want to try eating two Power Fruits?"