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"Ah...it was so comfortable that I fell asleep." Xiao Bao hurriedly crawled out of the pool, pulled the towel and began to wipe.

"Hair is easy to dry." Shui Xinzi said softly.

Where is it like myself, taking a bath and drying my hair with zhenqi.

That little face collapsed in an instant.

"Okay, okay, go back to your room and sleep." Shui Xinzi didn't hit her anymore, after all, he was still a child, so it's not good to hit her so that she loses confidence.

If the eyebrows are still there, to be honest, she really doesn't look ugly.

At least that cute face is very attractive.

Xiao Bao went back to the room by himself with a sullen face, and closed his eyes after climbing into bed. He was still very sleepy, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After a long time, the door opened silently, and Shui Xinzi walked in, looking at the bear sleeping on the bed complicatedly.

Lifting her hand slightly, a misty green light spread from her palm, covering her body, washing away her fatigue.

Only when I have experienced it myself can I know how tiring those three days will be.

Faced with the severe pain tearing in the body, he had to keep practicing to make the severe pain last.

This is quite a test of will.

I'm fine, I knew what I should do and what I needed to do since I was a child, and knew that this was my inevitable path, but this child didn't need it.

She can follow Luo Luo to learn water skills, or learn other things, such as wooden skills, which is easy and easy.

He just chose the same gold bank as himself.

It lasted for half an hour, Shui Xinzi gave up, and the child was still so comfortable that he babbled.

The door closed again silently, Shui Xinzi sat on the chair under the tree, thinking about what he should teach her.

She also discovered just now that even when sleeping, Xiaobao is still circulating the energy of wood.

During the ten months of being suppressed, she quietly entered the Qing Dynasty.

According to Luo Luo, she has only practiced for one year and ten months.

For such a long time, he must still be in Qinghong Realm.

My ninth senior brother, Qing Yizi, was said to have entered the school at the age of 15, but now he is over [-] years old, and he is still stuck at the peak of the Qingyu Realm.

My own master, Luo Luo's father, also passed on the position of Guanzhu to him because of this.Although the cultivation talent is not enough, he is better at management and more "friendly" than those martial idiots.

Thinking about her third senior brother, Qingfengzi, he is simply a martial lunatic, either in retreat or on the way to retreat.If this kind of person becomes the master of the temple, I am afraid that the Liuhe temple will be messed up.

Shui Xinzi couldn't help but feel that he was luckier than them. He was also at the peak of the Qingyu Realm. He broke through to the Qinghuang Realm after only three months of retreat. Qingfengzi spent seven years, while Qingyizi retreated for at least 30 years up.

I am afraid that my apprentice is faster than myself, so the innate chaotic bodies of all generations will be protected by the family, even so, there are still many who have not survived to become top masters.

That's why, when Shui Xinzi knew Xiaobao's potential, he couldn't help but doubt her.

Early the next morning, Xiao Bao was called out by Shui Xinzi, and after a whole day of sleep, the little guy was much more energetic.

"Follow me to the back mountain." After finishing speaking, Shui Xinzi pulled her up and mounted his flying sword.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Shui Xinzi's speed was very fast, the little guy screamed in fright, and hugged her without hesitation.

"This is the pool of swords. The swords obtained by chance by the predecessors of the past generations, or the swords they forged themselves, are all sunk here. My master, the Canglong Sword of Luo Luo's father Gui Chenzi is also sunk here now." Shui Xinzi in a clear spring He stopped, looked at the deep pool next to the spring and said.

"Drop your blood in, and those who are willing to follow you will appear." Shui Xinzi said softly.

Xiao Bao nodded, then frowned and bit his fingertips reluctantly, a drop of blood dripped into the deep pool.

Shui Xinzi remembered that the Wuliang sword she was using now broke through the sky from the pool just a split second later, so it has been a quarter of an hour and there is still no movement, which surprised her very much.

Is this little guy disgusted by the swords in this pool?

She clearly remembered that nearly [-] swords sank in this pond!

Little Treasure didn't know, and was still waiting by the pool expectantly. Shui Xinzi was already thinking about why this little guy would be disgusted by the hundred thousand sword spirits.

After a long time, when even Xiaobao began to suspect that Shui Xinzi was fooling himself, the pool finally turned into waves.

A long black stick broke through the water and fell to Xiaobao's feet.

Xiaobao looked at the immeasurable sword shimmering around Shui Xinzi's waist, and then at the one-foot-long stick that fell at his feet, his small face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

"Master, is this a sword?"

Shui Xinzi looked at the stick in a daze and didn't speak.

"Hahahaha! The little monk is right to use a stick!" Suddenly there was a frenzied laugh from the nearby forest.

"Luo Luo, don't laugh, let me tell you about its origin." Shui Xinzi rolled his eyes at Luo Luo who rolled out of the forest laughing, Xiao Bao also looked at Luo Luo expectantly.

"This, if I remember correctly, it sank in when the Liuhe Temple was established 7000 years ago. The ancestor chose the site here at the beginning, and then started construction. When digging the Yinyang Cave, he found this thing underground. The ancestor killed it. The sword was not broken, so I threw it into the pool of swords." Luoluo blinked, Shui Xinzi should know its origin, this pool is full of swords, only this stick.

"This stick is neither gold nor stone, but it is also very strange, but apart from being unable to cut, it has no advantages, but it is not an ordinary thing, you think, it is born with such a shape, I am afraid there is something that I did not discover at the beginning. It's strange." Seeing that Xiao Bao was about to cry, Luo Luo hurriedly comforted her.

"What I want is a sword, who wants this broken stick!" Xiao Bao kicked the black stick fiercely with a dark face.

"Aww!" The kick landed, and the angry little face turned into pain, but the stick didn't move at all, and there was even a gleam of luster flowing.

"Huh?" Shui Xinzi was a little curious, and bent down to pick up the stick, "This weight is heavier than the Wuliang Sword?!" Shui Xinzi was stunned for a moment.

Xiaobao was still rolling on the ground hugging his feet, Shui Xinzi glanced at Luo Luo, Luo Luo took the long stick consciously, saw that Shui Xinzi had already taken out the Infinite Sword, and then swung it.

According to Luo Luo's thinking, the gap between himself and Shui Xinzi, even if he hit with all his strength, Shui Xinzi should be able to stay still.So, looking at Shui Xinzi who was directly knocked off the top of the mountain, she still couldn't figure out what happened.

The golden figure stood at the foot of the mountain for a long time before climbing up the mountain in three to five steps.

"Give it to me." Shui Xinzi stretched out his hand to grab the stick with a shocked face, observed it carefully for a long time, waved it, and then smashed the stick to the ground.

The stick was like cutting tofu, it went straight into the ground, Shui Xinzi was caught off guard, staggered a step and almost fell into the sword pool.

After a long time, the stick came out faintly from the ground, turned around in the air, leaned on the shoulder of Xiaobao who had climbed up, and buzzed as if he was still dissatisfied.

"This thing has a spirit!" Luo Luo opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"The stick is the stick. This thing is really strange, Xiaobao. Since it has followed you, it means it is the most suitable for you." Shui Xinzi shook his head and looked at the stick.

Xiao Bao nodded with a bitter face, and could only admit it.

Shui Xinzi taught Xiaobao how to control the sword, Xiaobao tried to make a trick, the stick really floated up, Xiaobao simply sat on the stick, and with a thought, the stick rushed straight forward.

"No matter how you look at it, why do you think this style of painting is so weird..." The corners of Luo Luo's mouth couldn't help twitching.

The little monk rode a stick and flew all over the sky...

Shui Xinzi stepped on his sword and followed, after catching up with Xiaobao, he led the way ahead, and stopped on a flattened hill.

"It's right here, I'll teach you the mental method today." Shui Xinzi stood still on the ground, looking at Xiaobao.

Seeing Shui Xinzi sitting cross-legged, Xiaobao also sat down in a similar manner, listening to Shui Xinzi's explanation seriously.

After Shui Xinzi ran for a week, his body was covered with a layer of bright golden light, and Xiaobao also ran for a week, but the light was almost undetectable.

"This mental method is called Qianyang. This golden light is equivalent to the Buddha's light of the Buddhist family. It protects all evils from invading. The firmer your heart is, the more shining it will be." Shui Xinzi said softly.Xiao Bao nodded, stood up, and waited for Shui Xinzi's next step.

"Today I'll teach you the simplest sword style, Changge." Shui Xinzi saw that she really knew it, stood up, and the Wuliang Sword slipped out of the scabbard.

Little Baozai looked at it carefully, but after watching it, he felt that Shui Xinzi was so handsome...

That move showed Jin Xing's dominance to the fullest, with the sword moving forward indomitably, Xiao Bao felt a burst of fear for no reason, if she faced him, he might not have any courage to resist at all.

"Try to make it out?" The stick is different from the sword, Shui Xinzi is not sure that Xiaobao can make it out.

Xiaobao tried it, and he could lift the stick with one hand, but... it would be nice if it could be smaller.

With a buzzing sound, the black stick shrank from one foot to four feet, and its width also shrank from five inches to two inches.Shui Xinzi knew that this stick had a spirit, but he was really surprised to see it shrunk so spiritually into a shape that Xiaobao used just right.

Little Treasure didn't notice anything, he played with it with a smile, and then imitated Shui Xinzi's sword moves and swung the stick.

At the beginning, it was a bit nondescript, but under the guidance of Shui Xinzi, it gradually became a bit similar, but the momentum was far from Shui Xinzi's.

"How about this, I'll find you an opponent." Shui Xinzi thought for a while, set up the flying sword and dodged to the foot of the mountain, and stretched out his hand to capture a group of furry things from the ground.

Xiaobao couldn't see it very clearly, and when Shui Xinzi came back, he realized that it was a small animal that looked like a mouse.

"Daoist! Daoist, please spare me! I have practiced so far and have never harmed any living beings! Daoist, please let me go! I am passing by, and I did not intentionally invade your sect!" Doing bows like this, the voice sounds indistinguishable between male and female, but it is very cute.

"It looks like a chinchilla that has only been cultivated for 200 years. It's no problem for you to defeat it, but it will be a bit difficult. You try." Shui Xinzi looked at Xiaobao and threw the "mouse" on the ground. "200 years... I'm only 12 years old." Xiaobao looked at Shui Xinzi tremblingly.

"Master, do I really want to hit it? Look at it, it's fluffy, so cute! I'll stick it down, and it won't be a mouse anymore..." Seeing that Shui Xinzi was unmoved, Xiaobao said tentatively . "You may not be able to beat it, even though it is so small. It's okay, I didn't ask you to kill it, just hit it." Shui Xinzi looked at Xiaobao speechlessly. There are apprentices and grandchildren such as Zhixuanzi who practiced for her, but the stick is really strange, she dare not let Xiaobao practice with them.

The little chinchilla relaxed a lot when Shui Xinzi said that he was just letting Xiaobao practice his hands with him, not to kill him, and shook his hair, looking at Xiaobao.

Although he was wearing a Taoist hat, but with such a shiny head... the little chinchilla couldn't help but glance at Shui Xinzi.

"Be careful." Xiaobao looked at the little chinchilla on the ground with some embarrassment, and picked up the stick.

"squeak!!!"

"Help!"

"Help! If it doesn't rain, the little Taoist priest is hitting a mouse!"

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