It is a shallow river more than ten meters wide and four or five meters deep. The river is gentle, but it flows unswervingly towards the endless sea to the west. Under the clear water of the river, a small carp is shrinking into the shadow of a boulder, and its mouth is still 'gurgling' from time to time and spitting out a series of bubbles. Everything was so beautiful, the little carp turned over comfortably in the water!

It's a pity that there will always be some dazzling things. For example, the boy on the shore has been staring at himself, and the little carp is hiding in the water, leaning sideways, staring at the boy on the shore vigilantly without blinking an eye. The young man, dressed in a gray coarse cloth coat and holding a tattered and yellowed book, was sitting cross-legged on a large rock on the bank of the river. He has a mediocre appearance, but his eyes are very large, bright and bright, and there is an aura in his heart.

At this moment, the boy was tilting his head, one eye aimed at the book in his hand, and the other eye was fixed on the carp in the river. But it was clear that he was far more interested in the fish under the water than in the book in his hand!

'Grunt' The little carp spit out a series of bubbles of water lightly. The boy blinked, turned his head to look at the book in his hand, glanced at the small fish that was still in place, and finally looked up at the sky. After a long time, the young man pouted and gently underestimated: "There are fish in the water, it is an excellent lunch, this book..."

His right hand patted his empty stomach, the young man licked his mouth, squinted his eyes and stared at the little carp in the water, and finally made up his mind: "This book, it's the same later." ”

"Hey!" The boy screamed and waved his hand to throw the book in his hand far away. He ignored the obstacles of the river, did not even bother to take off his clothes, and rushed to his favorite lunch in three steps and two steps.

'Boom', only to hear a soft splash, the boy plunged into the water. The little carp was also clever, and wagged its tail desperately the moment the boy got up, trying to turn around and run away. It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow the fish's will. With the power of running, the boy shuttled through the water faster than the fish, and with a sharp squeeze of his hand, he firmly grasped the poor carp...

"Crackling" in the sound of wood explosions one after another. A black, fragrant and dripping grilled fish is freshly baked. The boy was shirtless and sprinkled a pinch of salt on the grilled carp. The young man didn't care about the heat, so he was full of saliva lured by the smell of fish, and bit a large piece of fish meat fiercely, and chewed it croakingly.

"Does this fish taste good?" An old but deep voice suddenly came from behind him. The boy who had just tasted the smell of fish trembled all over his body and almost didn't squirt out. Filled with anger, the young man turned his head violently, and before he could see the comer, he roared: "You can't fucking scare me to death!" Yes! ”

The boy screamed, and his voice stopped abruptly. It was as if he had suddenly changed from an angry tiger to a cat that had seen a tiger. It's just that the fine minced fish and saliva that flew all over the sky with the boy's roar couldn't stop with the boy's voice.

An old man who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a blue cloth robe, with a crown of white hair and a ruddy face, was standing behind the young man with his hands behind his back. Seeing the weapon that the young man angrily exported, the old man didn't move his eyelids, but gently spit out a white gas from his mouth. Like smoke, like fog, as if the white gas that would be dispersed by the wind swirled in front of the Taoist for a while, and formed a protective shield in the eyes, blocking the young man's attack for the old man.

'Plop', the boy casually threw his lunch away, and knelt in front of the old man with a bent knee. He howled and shouted, "Master, you're back, and the futile wants to kill you." As he spoke, the boy stretched out his hands to hug the old man's thighs.

"Hehe, it's back. Little bunny, how long have I been there, and how have you grown taller again? A playful smile hung on the corner of the old man's mouth, and his eyes were fascinated into a crescent moon, which did not stop the young man's movements.

The young man looked up and saw the old man's smile, and immediately followed with a smirk, he stretched out his right hand and gestured, "It's not long, it's only three months." ”

The old man stretched out his hand and touched the young man's hair very fondly, and then changed his words and said, "It's really fast, how many years have you followed me?" ”

"It's been nearly six years since I was five years old." The young man looked a little strange, lowered his head and replied softly.

"In a few months, you'll be twelve years old. Over the years, it has been bitter for you. The old man sighed, gently broke free of the boy's hand, and then turned around and picked up the broken book that the boy had casually discarded on the ground, and shook the dust off the book.

The young man got up from the ground and shouted to the old man: "No bitterness, no bitterness, if it weren't for the master, I would have become a pile of white bones." My master had promised me that I would teach martial arts when I became an adult, and in two months, I would be an adult. ”

The young man's mind went back to the day he met the old man six years ago, his eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched, his nails were sunk into the flesh, and he roared in a low voice: "When I have learned the martial arts, I will kill all those thieves, and use their blood to sacrifice my father, my mother, my poor brother, and all my people." Oh! Kill, kill, kill..."

'Bang' The old man turned around violently and slapped the young man in the face. What kind of character is the old man, the young man who hit him with this palm flew a few feet away in the air, and half of his teeth were shattered.

"Hey, hey, hey. was originally a nobleman, but he offended someone he couldn't afford to provoke, and on the night of your brother's wedding, he was killed all over the house. Miserable, miserable. The old man sneered, and as he spoke, the crown on his head suddenly shattered, and his pale hair danced wildly in the sky.

The old man raised his feet and walked to the young man who was lying on the ground convulsing, and he screamed, "You are only here to take revenge." I'm going to March, your enemy, the Tuzhou Thorn History of the Dayou Dynasty, the Jiang family is full of 1,487 people, whether old, weak, sick or disabled, women, children and children, the whole clan has been exterminated by me, and there are no chickens and dogs. Are you satisfied, my son? ”

The young man twisted his neck violently and looked at the old man: "You, you..." His blood-red eyes stared at the old man, I don't know if it was because his cheeks were shattered or because he was too shocked, the young man couldn't even speak.

The boy was lying on the ground, his whole body trembling, and he trembled so much that the bones in his whole body were ringing and rubbing.

"Hahaha." The old man sneered, and in the end he was almost crazy, laughing maniacally, his crescent moon eyes had turned into triangular eyes, and there was only endless cold light in his eyes, he held his head high, pointed at the young man with his chin and screamed: "My apprentice, now that your enemies are all dead, you tell me, do you still want to practice with me?" Well? Can you tell me what other reason you have to practice martial arts? Quack, your sister-in-law on the wedding night, who was raped and died in front of your brother, your wonderful mother..."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" The young man roared at the old man, and the corners of his eyes burst open, and blood flowed like tears. In his mind, he replayed images that he did not want to recall, the night when thieves broke into the door, swords were added, the miserable screams of his family, the flames burned, and the roar of the house collapsing. The masked man in black screamed and roared wildly. He had sworn to heaven a howl of vengeance! These painful images and sounds kept entanglement in his mind, and the young man's eyes suddenly went black, and he completely fainted.

"After waiting for so many years, I want to use a sharp knife to cut down when your heart is the most obstructive, and remove all the evil obstacles and cause and effect. Hehe, if you don't go crazy, how can you become a sage? The old man laughed strangely, glanced at the book in his hand, and said, "My apprentice, let you read the Taiping Sutra for five years, can you understand the meaning of this seat?" Hey, the Taiping Sutra? ”

The old man shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, the Taiping Sutra, which recorded the most powerful exercises in the world, was torn into pieces and scattered in the river. He held the fainted young man in his arms, and took one step to a hundred meters in the air, only to hear his disdainful voice coming from afar: "To get real peace, you can't succeed with one exercise, the idea of the Diancang sect is outdated, and a sect with no more than 100 people can make the world peaceful?" What a joke. Spirit, my disciple, we must take a new step. ”