It is a shallow river more than ten meters wide but only four or five meters deep, the river is gentle, but it flows unswervingly to the endless sea to the west. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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 teenager on the shore kept an eye on himself. The little carp hid in the water, leaning sideways, without blinking one eye, staring vigilantly at the boy on the shore.

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 belly, 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 the moment the boy got up, he wagged his tail desperately, 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. As soon as he entered his mouth, the young man, who had not yet tasted the taste of the fish, trembled all over his body and almost didn't squirt out. Filled with anger, the young man turned his head violently, and roared violently before he could see the comer: "You fucking want to scare me to death!" Ah~"

The boy screamed, and his voice stopped abruptly. It's like an angry tiger that suddenly becomes a cat that has seen a tiger! It's just that the finely 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 dressed in a blue cloth robe, with a crown of white hair, but a ruddy face, who looked no more than ten years old, was standing behind the young man with his hands on his back. Suddenly, when he saw the weapon that the young man was angry with, the Taoist didn't move his eyelids, but he just lightly 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.

With a 'plop', the young man casually threw away his lunch, and knelt in front of the old man with a bent knee. The mouth howled and shouted: "Master! You're back, and I'm going to kill you. As he spoke, the young man 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, saw the old man's smile, and immediately followed with a smirk, he stretched out his right hand and gestured, and said, "It's not long, it's only three months." ”

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

"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. After all these 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 loudly 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 once promised me that when I became an adult, he would teach me martial arts. In two months, I'll be an adult. ”

The young man's mind went back to six years ago, the day he met the old man, 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..."

The old man turned around violently and slapped the young man in the face. What kind of character is the old man, this palm, the young man who hit him flew out a few feet 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, as he spoke, the crown on his head suddenly shattered, and his pale hair was windless and automatic, dancing wildly in the sky.

The old man raised his feet and walked to the young man lying on the ground twitching, and he screamed, "You are only alive for 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 is all killed by me, chickens and dogs are not left, my apprentice, are you satisfied? ”

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 didn't want to recall, that night, thieves broke into the door, swords were added, and the miserable cries of his family were raised. Flames burned, houses collapsed with a roar. The masked men in black, their frantic shouts, their roars. 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, it is to cut down with a sharp knife when your heart obstacle is the greatest, and remove all the causes and effects of evil obstacles. Hehe, if you don't go crazy, how can you become a sage? The Taoist laughed strangely, glanced at the book in his hand, and said, "My apprentice, let you read the Taiping Sutra for five years, do 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 Tianping Sutra, which recorded the most powerful five exercises in the world, was torn into pieces and scattered in the river.

He held the fainted young man in his arms, took one step, and reached a height of 100 meters, only to hear his disdainful voice coming from afar: "To get real peace, it is not a practice that can be successful, the idea of the Cang sect is also outdated, relying on a sect with no more than 100 people, can the world be peaceful?" What a joke. Spirit, my disciple, we must take a new step. ”