C9 Sun Moon Mountain River and Autumn Water Without a Trace(2)

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One sword skill book after another filled Wan Hao's eyes. He continued to pick and choose the Autumn Water Sword Technique. Autumn Water conformed to nature and was also the most unpredictable. It fought for supremacy in the way of the sword, and there was no trace of Autumn Water.

After choosing a suitable cultivation technique, Wan Hao left the Martial Repository with satisfaction. He returned to the Purple Cloud Pavilion. Wan Chenmeng appeared on the spot and looked at the martial technique that Wan Hao had chosen. Her eyes shook, and she coldly harrumphed, "Sun Moon Mountain River Fist, I haven't fully comprehended it yet. I want to practice it even if it's just a piece of trash. Ignorant fool! "

The next morning, just as the sun rose, Wan Hao left the Purple Cloud Pavilion and arrived at the territory of the Wan family, Qing Xuan Mountain.

The Green Mysterious Mountain was 2,600 meters tall. The mountainside was covered by clouds and mist all year round. It was faintly discernible and carried an immortal Qi that was isolated from the world. It was a rare scenic spot in the Phoenix Cry County.

After spending about ten minutes, Wan Hao finally found a cave in the depths of the mountain. There was no one there, and it was extremely secluded. He found a cave on a cliff, and only then did he stop and start cultivating the Sun Moon Mountain River Fist and Autumn Water Sword Technique.

Taking a deep breath, Wan Hao began his boring and monotonous cultivation. He decided to start with the Autumn Water Sword Technique.

Luck, step, swing of the sword, shake of the hand, and wave of the arm...

In just one day, Wan Hao was able to continuously use the Autumn Water Sword Technique's three moves - the long flowing stream of water. Flowers falling, the water flowing, the mountain of gold. When this sword was unleashed, the unpredictable sword light was dazzling. It was impossible to tell whether it was real or fake, and in terms of power, it was even more shocking. The first move! On top of the first style, it was superimposed. When the four moves of Autumn Water Sword Technique merged into one, the power that erupted was... It was enough to block one side.

The morning came and the night came. Time seemed to pass very quickly, and unknowingly, three more days passed. On the steep cliff, the figure pointed his sword at the huge rock in front of him. It was as if the sword qi of the Hundred Circles of Thousand Returns Silver Threads was flickering in all directions. It was dark and gloomy.

"Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!" The sword qi slashed across the surface of the rock, leaving behind several scratches. It was actually several meters deep!

"Phew! I've finally succeeded!" Wan Hao looked at the sword scar left behind by Autumn Water Sword Technique and let out a sigh of relief. He had finally mastered it after three days.

Now, it was time to practice Sun Moon Mountain River Fist.

Putting the sword back into the sheath, Wan Hao's body started dancing on the spot again.

His left hand was his palm, and his right hand was his fist. He wanted to exchange blows with his fist and palm, but it was a dazzling sight.

"The heavens and the earth are here, Yin and Yang are in chaos. I am in charge of the Sun Moon Gate, and the Martial Path is for me! "

Sun Moon Mountain River Fist, right hand as a fist, like Mount Tai, like the scorching sun. With his left hand as his palm, like a great river, like a cold moon. The mountain was dominant, and the river was feminine. One was hard, one was soft, and the other was hard. Two was three. The three lives were changing and the attacks were endless. It made the opponent unable to defend against them.

Wan Hao circulated the Sun Moon Mountain River Fist's incantation, his hands moved with his heart.

The key to the power of the mountain was to use one's hands as a fist. It was fierce and fierce, and it was incomparably domineering. Each punch was as heavy as Mount Tai pressing down on one's front, making it hard for one to breathe. When the punch landed, the sky would be destroyed and the earth would sink. The sun and moon would lose their splendor.

The key to the power of the river was to stretch one's hand into a palm. It was soft and long, with hidden killing intent. Every palm strike was like the Yellow River charging forward. The sea was boundless, and it was difficult for one to parry it. The palm struck down, calm and unflustered, crushing everything in its path.

His fist moved in the air, its momentum surging, striking the air with a huhu sound.

His palm swept across the air, soft and gentle, causing the air around it to flow back and forth.

Wan Hao was completely immersed in the comprehension of the Sun Moon Mountain River Fist. First level, second level, third level... For five consecutive days, Wan Hao practiced here without stopping.

On the sixth day, Wan Hao had mastered the five moves of the Sun Moon Mountain River Fist, and the corresponding state of mind had also reached the ninth level, which was also the last level!

Time passed minute by minute. The airflow around Wan Hao changed from fast to slow, then from slow to fast, and suddenly became restless again.

"Boom!!"

The wind from the fist swept past, and a thunderous sound erupted.

"Hua!"

The palm force slashed out, creating a sound akin to a water strike.

Vaguely, a shocking scene appeared behind Wan Hao.

The sun and moon were in the sky, competing for glory. The azure sea water was surging, and the sea water was wreaking havoc. From time to time, it would spit out its long tongue, as if it wanted to devour everything.

The surface of the sea was filled with a hazy mist. When the mist gradually dispersed, a majestic mountain stood proudly in it, piercing into the nine heavens. No matter how crazily the ocean waves crashed into it, it remained unmoved.

The mountain was steady, and the water was vicious. Suddenly, the mountain suddenly lit up under the surging waves. A dot of fresh green spread out from the mountainside at a speed visible to the naked eye. It grew tender shoots, grew into plants, and formed towering trees. The trees were formed, and birds and beasts were born. At this moment, the desolate and withered mountains seemed to have taken off their old clothes and showed their faces to the people.

"The sun and moon are in the sky, and all living things are submerged in water. The nine return to one, and the mountains and rivers become one!" At this moment, the ninth level of the Sun Moon Mountain River Fist Heart Realm superimposed with the previous eight levels, and finally merged into a world of mountains and rivers!

In five days, Wan Hao had mastered the Sun Moon Mountain River Fist to its peak. At the same time, the Yuan Qi in his body increased rapidly. Within eight days, at this moment, he was already a powerhouse worthy of being called the ninth level of the Nine Heaven True Stage! And in the family, there were only a handful of people with this kind of cultivation!

Finally, he had the ability to do something for his family! Thinking of this, Wan Hao faintly smiled. With a quick step, he disappeared from where he was and returned to the Purple Cloud Pavilion.