Super Cultivating Farmer

Hearing the Sword-grinding Ancestor's words, Bai Xiaobei finally understood that he had not reached a safe state yet, but there were still so many strong warriors around. None of them had any cultivation methods, and they were all cultivated to such a level.    

    

"Take this sword."    

    

Sword-grinding Ancestor waved his hand, and a large Black Iron Sword appeared in front of Bai Xiaobei. It was actually the heavy sword made of profound iron that Sword-grinding Ancestor had used for several hundred years.    

    

Bai Xiaobei stretched out his hand, and after grabbing it he couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "Good fellow, you weigh over a thousand kilograms, right? How can you play with this kind of sword? "    

    

The weight of the black iron heavy sword had shocked him, but the following words from the Sword-grinding Ancestor had completely dumbfounded him.    

    

"Carrying this sword, follow me to train under the waterfall."    

    

"What?" Bai Xiaobei was stunned, he immediately raised his head to look at the gigantic waterfall, the waterfall that was smashing down even made a loud noise, in that situation, where was he supposed to go train?    

    

Sword-grinding Ancestor said expressionlessly: "As long as you cultivate properly, within half a month, your strength will definitely increase by leaps and bounds. At that time, even if you were to fight me, you can still persevere for one move."    

    

"…" Bai Xiaobei looked at the majestic and rapidly descending waterfall, and felt his scalp go numb. "Um, can I go home?"    

    

"No way!" The Sword-grinding Ancestor frowned: "Senior, there is a cultivation method, I know there is a sword technique behind the Cyan Essence Sword Scripture, but it must be after one reaches the Foundation Establishment stage. Now that you are away from the Foundation Establishment stage, it is impossible for you to reach it within ten or eight years, so you have to work hard."    

    

Bai Xiaobei regretted it. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come out, and now, it was obvious that he couldn't even return if he wanted to.    

    

Sword-grinding Ancestor waved his hand, and a refined iron sword appeared in his hand. He held the sword in one hand and said, "Come, let's go in together."    

    

Just as he took two steps, Sword-grinding Ancestor turned around again and said: "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, don't use the Spirit Energy, and don't circulate the Buddha Golden Body either. This is your training."    

    

"What?" Bai Xiaobei, who had just mustered his courage, was stunned. Raising his head to look at the waterfall, his heart suddenly felt a wave of despair. If he had known earlier, he would have gone out with Wu Ziyi.    

    

After all, his body was incomparably strong, so Bai Xiaobei was still able to move the Black Iron Sword. Taking a deep breath, he saw the Sword-grinding Ancestor casually walk in, without a trace of shaking.    

    

Gritting his teeth, Bai Xiaobei rushed in with the Black Iron Sword in his hand.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The terrifying force of impact came crashing down from the sky, and before Bai Xiaobei could react, he was struck flying, rolling along the river.    

    

"Holy sh * t!" Bai Xiaobei cursed, and immediately climbed up, such a powerful force, Sword-grinding Ancestor actually forbade him to use the Spirit Energy? How could he bear it? The impact felt like a mountain was crashing down.    

    

Sword-grinding Ancestor frowned: "This is just a small waterfall, why can't you even bear this?"    

    

When Sword-grinding Ancestor came to this place, he was already at the peak of the Invigoration of Archaeus in Zang-organs and had been cultivating here for many years. At that time, he had relied on his own physical strength to resist the pressure and slowly get used to cultivating, but there was no time like this. One must know that even at the peak of the Invigoration of Archaeus in Zang-organs, his current physical strength was still too inferior to Bai Xiaobei's.    

    

Bai Xiaobei was shocked: "You really didn't use a Spirit Energy?"    

    

"Of course!" Sword-grinding Ancestor frowned: Come, come up, slowly get used to it. Your adaptability is too poor, also, if you fall down, it won't be easy for you to come up, rush along the river all the way to the cold pond, and then dive into the bottom of the pond.    

    

"…" None of them were good for him. Bai Xiaobei wanted to cry, but no tears came out.    

    

After stretching for a bit, he took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the waterfall. The flowing waterfall crashed down on him without any trace of politeness. He felt his body sway, but he clenched his teeth and persevered. He was immediately overjoyed.    

    

"Black Iron Sword, did you come in empty-handed to watch the show?"    

    

The words of the Sword-grinding Ancestor almost made him vomit blood. He had actually forgotten about the Black Iron Sword, no wonder he suddenly got used to it.    

    

"Again!"    

    

Bai Xiaobei's eyes became red, he took off his jacket, thought for a while, then took off his shoes and shirt, and went in.    

    

"Right, we have to have this belief. Come, find a balance and walk to the center. The torrent in the middle is the heaviest. Come!"    

    

"Don't shake me, Black Iron Sword is not a burden, he can make it easier for you to find a balance. When I walked over, my body was very weak, and if I fell, I would have been injured, and sometimes I would even faint. Your body is so strong, even if you fell, you would be fine."    

    

In the past, Sword-grinding Ancestor fought with his life on the line. He didn't use Spirit Energy s, and even if he fell down and got knocked out, he would grit his teeth not using Spirit Energy s.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

Bai Xiaobei shouted in his heart, but the more he walked, the more impact he would have, and he also felt that the stone under his feet was actually becoming more and more slippery.    

    

"Did you feel it?" Even if there was no waterfall, a normal person would not be able to stand on these stones. After falling down, don't come out and carefully feel the water flow! "    

    

"Remember what I just said!" Sword-grinding Ancestor gave Bai Xiaobei a reminder when he saw Bai Xiaobei being pushed down.    

    

The water current was urgent, and Bai Xiaobei felt as if he had entered into a chaotic world. The sound of water flowing, the sound of water splashing, the sound of water falling, all four sides were filled with small whirlpools, crazily pulling at him without any sense of peace, as though they were all crazily roaring.    

    

"Damn, this is a crazy training method."    

    

Bai Xiaobei could not help but curse in his heart, other than a madman, who would use such a method to cultivate? From time to time, their heads would smash onto a rock, making him dizzy, and sometimes, they would even disappear into vortexes, making him want to puke.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, he felt his head lighten as he opened his eyes. He was scared and his hair stood on end. He was hit by a waterfall. The waterfall was very small and was only a few meters tall.    

    

"Icy Pond?"    

    

The moment he entered, Bai Xiaobei felt that he was constantly sinking, and the Black Iron Sword in his hands was too heavy, as it pulled him downwards crazily.    

    

At this moment, Bai Xiaobei felt that he had entered into a bottomless pit, and very quickly, the clamor disappeared, as though everything outside was isolated, there was no more noise, no impact, no whirlpool.    

    

"How deep is this?"    

    

After sinking down for around ten metres, Bai Xiaobei could not help but be shocked. He already could not help but want to use the Spirit Energy, but he kept feeling that the Sword-grinding Ancestor was staring at him, clenched his teeth, hence he decided not to use it anymore, and continued to sink with the help of his flesh. He wanted to see why the sharpened sword could cause him to feel pain in the cold pond.    

    

Sure enough, a black figure rushed over from above, the Sword-grinding Ancestor came to his side, sword in hand, then suddenly spoke in his mind.    

    

"Continue to sink, we're almost at the bottom."    

    

"Sound transmission?" Bai Xiaobei never thought that there would actually be such a miraculous method. The fact that the Sword-grinding Ancestor could actually do such a thing caused him to be shocked.    

    

Very quickly, Bai Xiaobei reached the bottom of the pond. The bottom of the pond was very residential, like a funnel, the stones on all four sides were releasing cold Qi, and above, there were actually sword marks.    

    

Waves of pressure came forth. Bai Xiaobei felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain, and was extremely uncomfortable.    

    

Sword-grinding Ancestor looked at his surroundings and said with sound transmission, "Watch carefully!"    

    

What made Bai Xiaobei vomit blood, was that Sword-grinding Ancestor was actually dancing sword in the middle, one move after another, looking very smooth. Gradually, Bai Xiaobei could not help but to admire Sword-grinding Ancestor's sword techniques, as if they had merged with the cold pond, without any fluctuations.    

    

"Sword practice!"    

    

Sure enough, what kind of training method was this? Bai Xiaobei was furious, but he could only grind his teeth and raise the gigantic Black Iron Sword.    

    

Suddenly, Bai Xiaobei was startled, it was clearly a simple sword move, but in this place, it was as if he could not release it, making him feel uncomfortable, even the gigantic sword seemed to be under a huge pressure.    

    

"Lifting heavy is as light as light. Dripping water can pierce stone. Cultivation in water is also the most suitable training method. Carefully comprehend it, and you must persevere until the very end."    

    

The Sword-grinding Ancestor continued to send sound transmissions and he himself was also constantly dancing with the sword, which was getting faster and faster. Very quickly, the sword light enveloped the Sword-grinding Ancestor, causing Bai Xiaobei to be unable to help but be shocked, unable to believe that he did not use a Spirit Energy.    

    

While waving the Black Iron Sword, Bai Xiaobei suddenly felt like he had turned into a naughty kid. With the huge power in his hands, he could not wave the axe anymore.    

    

As long as he couldn't take it anymore and swam out, Sword-grinding Ancestor would immediately bring him to the waterfall. If he fell down, he would enter the cold pond, and the two locations would change back and forth.    

    

After a day had passed, Bai Xiaobei could not help but protest, but Sword-grinding Ancestor was so determined to let him learn sword techniques, he did not have to do it, and directly forced him to do it. Bai Xiaobei used Spirit Energy, he immediately used a special method to seal Bai Xiaobei's Spirit Energy, causing him to almost cry.    

    

The threat was useless, and they couldn't beat him. Just like this, time passed by day by day, and the effect was very obvious.    

    

Right now, what Bai Xiaobei needed was some polishing and polishing, it was obvious that the Sword-grinding Ancestor was willing to do so.    

    

It was just that he was too lazy. If he was not careful, it would take him half an hour to go to the toilet, and he would even think of escaping from time to time. All kinds of reasons, but since he came, he couldn't possibly let him go like this.    

    

If this continued, in less than ten to fifteen days, Bai Xiaobei would definitely be able to learn it, and his strength would also increase greatly by then. If anything were to happen to Bai Xiaobei in the future, his hopes would be dashed, and this would be one of his goals.