"You don't look good at all, at least now, isn't it time for you to make a move?"

The monk said with a smile, just as the koi jumped from the lake to the highest place, he freed his hand, reached out to clasp the bright red fish body of the koi, and grabbed the freshly watered koi with his skinny hands, fearing that the koi would slip away from his hands.

But the broom in his hand, which was like a treasure, was suddenly unattended, and slipped from his hand and sank into the deep lake.

Zhou Yusheng muttered in his heart, but his eyes had already followed the position where the broom fell into the lake, the footsteps that slowly walked along the surface of the lake, and the urgent desire that could not be hidden between the eyebrows, made him seem a little tacit.

Even though countless thoughts had flashed through his heart, he still endured the countless thoughts and tossed and turned, and watched with a calm face as the broom bubbled out in the lake until it was gone.

"All wonderful desires are like salt water, and the more you enjoy them, the more greedy they become, so that they are greedy for all things, and immediately give up the Buddha's deeds. The monk said quietly, grabbed the hand of the koi carp and walked to the lakeside on the side, and put the lively koi on the ground.

After doing this three times and twice, at this time, the stones around the waterhole were densely packed with fish baskets loaded with koi, and at first glance, there were no less than 200 of them.

At this moment, a figure broke through the water, stepped on the surface of the water and came slowly, and came to the side of the waterhole in a moment.

And the broom has long since drifted to the lake that I don't know where it went.

The monk tirelessly grabbed the FAW, and over time, Zhou Yusheng, who had not made any moves, was naturally snubbed by him.

He finally couldn't hold his breath, only to feel a breath, there was a sound of falling water on the calm lake, the blue waves above the lake, the somewhat clumsy footsteps, as soon as he stepped into it, he immediately sank into the lake, and finally struggled out of the water with both feet out of the water.

He was dressed in sheer clothes, covered with long hair that hung down like seaweed, and he was a little embarrassed.

"If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, when you expose your ambitions, your eyes are too obsessed with this thing, but it will expose your heart, disturb your internal strength, and want to cross this Qiandao Lake, but you can't rely on brute force to break through. ”

The monk seemed to be kind enough to remind, but Mu Ne's eyes had never paid attention to Zhou Yusheng for a moment, and there seemed to be only a set of fish baskets, a pot of water and a net of big fish in front of him.

Zhou Yusheng still quietly looked at himself rippling in the water, and fell into deep thought.

"You can't even cross this Thousand Island Lake, so how can you talk about mastering the lost steps in the Dharma swordsmanship?"

His eyes glanced lightly at Zhou Yusheng's gaze, and he could see at a glance the mystery of the sword in the sheath behind Zhou Yusheng, and in his deep black eyes, there seemed to be a wide world, which was difficult to understand.

A pair of eyes are strange and blurry, in this disturbing world, his eyes are as clear as water, but there is a deep hidden obsession that is not stained with dust.

"Do you know that the lost steps in this Dharma sword technique, but it is the foundation of the secret martial arts of the Shaolin Garan Dharma Protector Sect and treading the snow without a trace. Before learning light skills, it is advisable to practice the basic skills - dantian internal skills. Nowadays, although the strength of the body is different, if there is no qigong exercise, most of them are full of candles on the top and weak on the bottom, and the qi is disordered, and the mood is not in harmony. ”

He put away the fish basket, picked it up, stretched out his hand to cross the surface of the lake that he did not know its depth, he stood with his bow, and walked leisurely on the lake, just like a cat seeing a feast, withdrawing and changing his shadow, like a shock, wonderful.

At this time, he stopped alone in the pavilion between the water waves to rest, he closed his eyes and sat quietly.

The cold mountain breeze blew away a little tiredness, and there was only the sound of the gurgling stream "whirring" in the ears, only in this gloom and silence, Zhou Yusheng's weak breathing, coldly breaking the silence, echoed in the sky.

His silence did not stop the world from turning, everything was silently plucked, and the sky would slowly darken.

When he walked on the water, he did not make the foot fall on it, but after the toe was slightly pointed, he quickly slid forward, so that the whole soles of the feet rested on it, just like the four or two thousand catties in the gossip.

"Looks like you've noticed. At this time, the monk seemed to notice Zhou Yusheng, and he opened his eyes lightly, his expression was flat, and he smiled calmly.

He could see from his eyes that there was no longer the same entanglement as before, even if it was strange and blurry, it was a trace of clarity that had been restored.

Zhou Yusheng was running the Xuanlong Nine Revolutions in his body, and his weak and weak limbs suddenly became full, on the surface of the lake, in the middle of the lake reflecting the starry sky, his feet were like stepping on a fallen leaf floating with the water, leaving no ripples.

The monk let out a light "huh" in confusion, and he couldn't see through why Zhou Yusheng was performing, and muttered: "It's not the Buddhism's own family exercises, it looks like the inner door exercises of Tianyuan Gate." ”

He looked up thoughtfully.

"He might be able to come over. He chuckled, and then his gaze stopped staying in the direction of Zhou Yusheng for a moment, just like the complexity of his expression, who can really say it?

He stepped on the flowing water in fear, and he didn't dare to force himself to adjust his breathing, so he was in a stalemate with the water.

When I get out of such a ghost place, I must ask Mr. Zhao to build you a few more bridges, so that you will be beautiful and will not be lonely again. ”

He locked his head and made a pious gesture in front of the lake, a little worried, a little annoyed, but not without trouble.

In the reflection of the water, he admired the tangled and confused in his eyes.

It's just that when he finished saying these seemingly nonsensical words, the calm lake seemed to hear his response.

"Stinky little ......" Before his son could speak, a few waves floated warmly in the distance, slapping on his toes, his figure was unstable, and the whole person fell into the lake.

"Damn!" the rapid flow of water until his body was completely submerged, and the voice that was indistinct by the current of the water was not without anger.

Suddenly, I saw that above the sea at that end, the sea water under the moonlight was ravaged by waves and winds, like broken silver all over the ground, the front wave led to the back wave, the back wave pushed the front wave, the wave slapped the clouds, the wonton wave, twisted into a ball, turned into a hookah, the whole sea suddenly became a battlefield of ten thousand horses galloping, and the golden drum was equally famous.

"This ghost place seems to have its own mood just like people. ”

Thinking of this, he was a little scary.

The nearby place was like a landslide and tsunami-like waves, and the surging waves seemed to be unwilling to be reconciled to the rest of Zhou Yusheng, just washed away by the water to a place in the middle of nowhere, southeast and northwest, and the sound of the sea being squeezed and shattered broke out in an instant.

A hand cautiously poked out from the middle of the lake, his hands were folded, and finally when he was deprived of his whole body strength, he didn't know where he was now, but after all, he could only put down his body and bow his head and apologize with this strange personality "Hai".

In the end, I don't know whether the sea really felt Zhou Yusheng's sincerity, or if he was thinking about leaving a line at the end, the waves that rushed and tormented Zhou Yusheng several times, followed the direction when he came, like a sleeping doll, without a sound.

Returned to the sea and sky.

Just resting in the pavilion that separates the monstrous waves on both sides of the strait, the monk turned a deaf ear to all this, sometimes scratching his head, and didn't know what to stir up in the lake, but just groped in it, and sometimes calmly looked like someone owed him money, bowing his head and pondering.

"Then come again. ”

When he just lowered his head and was about to cover his mouth and scold, the waves in the distance seemed to feel the change in Zhou Yusheng's mood again, and thousands of miles away, there seemed to be signs of repeating the mistakes of the past.

He finally struggled out of the nonsense of the sea water, and relied on the Xuanlong Nine Turns to re-stabilize his mind, but I don't know if it was because of that time, the turbulent waves seemed to really set off a turbulent wave in his heart.

His mind has never been in a state of balance.

His mind was in turmoil and he had no clue.

The former smiled faintly, did not rush to speak, but admired the uneasiness and entanglement in Zhou Yusheng's eyes with great interest.

But the uneasiness seemed to have no intention of stopping, and it continued to intensify and spread his pain.

"If you can't even calm your mind, how can you calm the people? The people are impetuous, even more uneasy than everything you faced before, but what can you do, as you are now, helpless, afraid, restless, just thinking about escaping?"

He only felt panicked, and the six gods had no master.

"The heart has no material desires, that is, the autumn sky and the sea; ”

There was no wind and waves, and everything seemed to be quiet under the moonlit night, and it was not only the crying under the moon that was quiet, but also the restless heart under the moon.

His words made his heart suddenly brighten.

"It's just me living in the past!"

His feet stood on the surface of the lake, and his mind stabilized, so that the clear eyes seemed to be not only the cry in his ears, but the flowing water in front of him.

Zhou Yusheng was still standing, his shoulders did not move, his arms did not rise, as if he did not even move his fingertips.

Who knew that at this moment, Zhou Yusheng's body suddenly swept up out of thin air, as if he was suddenly blown by a gust of wind.

It's quiet!

Everything around him seemed to come to an abrupt halt as if frozen, and in his frozen eyes, there was only one voice in his heart.

I'm leaving!

The fighting spirit was stronger than ever, and his figure even went down to the water, gently rippling a few waves, only to feel that his body was loose, and he no longer stepped on the surface of the water, as if there was a solid ground under the water.

What would normally seem almost impossible, here it seems to break the impossibility.

"This is an eight-sided strange monument!"

In the flow of the waves, all the wordless thoughts rushed out unconcealably, blended into the slanting wind and drizzle in front of and behind him, turned into clouds and smoke, and sank into the broken shadows of the streamer all over the ground, quietly without a trace.

"Donor, don't see the tricks. ”