It had been a few days since Fang Yan was rescued by the old man, and in the past few days, Fang Yan had been watching in the tavern during the day.

The tavern business is not very good, only occasionally a few people come to drink. In the past few days, Fang Yan no longer dared to secretly watch the old man practice.

What made Fang Yan suffer the most was that the evil damned old monk would come to the tavern every day to "cheer". A small swallow called Fang Yan without embarrassment. The most annoying thing is that he doesn't give the silver after drinking. A sentence you invite a guest and it will disappear.

Since the waterfall, Fang Yan would take the little beast to the waterfall every evening to practice hard, practicing for a few days, but there was still no progress, let alone interrupting the waterfall, Fang Yan felt that the more strength he used to fight, the more painful his hand became, and if the waterfall was not broken in this way, he might not be able to hold on to his hand. It's inevitably a little discouraged.

Standing at the bottom of the waterfall again, bearing the huge impact like a silver pillar, after a few days of exercise, although there is no substantial progress, but the footsteps of standing on this lubricated mountain stone are much more stable. It took a lot longer.

Constantly waving his fists and shoulders in an orderly manner. Except for pain, exhaustion, there is no comprehension. The reason for this has never been found. Finally, once again, he couldn't hold on and was hit by the merciless flow of water into the pool.

Dragging his tired body to lie on the shore, the little beast lay quietly on the side and tinkered with the stone shell, without disturbing Fang Yan.

Fang Yan looked at the majestic waterfall that flowed for thousands of meters, listened to the sound of "whooshing" water, and gradually fell into a trance.

What a huge force this should be, falling for thousands of meters, endlessly, if it is twisted into a ball, I am afraid that it will be more than ten thousand catties. The most terrible thing is the continuous force, not ten thousand catties of force at one time, but ten thousand catties of force all the time.

If you use a hard method, it is absolutely impossible to break the waterfall, even if you have the power to move mountains.

So how can you cut off the waterfall? Fang Yan fell into deep contemplation, and the sound of "whooshing" next to him seemed to disappear.

Once again, I recalled the scene when the old man raised his hand and the waterfall was broken. Every detail is not missed. Raise your hand, your arm trembles, and the water breaks. Wait, arm shaking? Fang Yan suddenly seemed to grasp something, but after thinking about it carefully, it disappeared, and he was annoyed for a while.

Fang Yan watched the water pour steadily, hitting the mountain rocks majestically and powerfully, and then the water splashed everywhere, and the mountain rocks were still the same.

His head flashed, his arms shook, and the scene of splashing water slowly merged. Fang Yan thought of it. The waterfall is endless, the power is not endless, and the hard shake will definitely not work, so borrow the force. The old man's shaking arm must have borrowed the power of the waterfall to shake the waterfall, and the same water will bounce and splash on the rocks, from another point of view, it is also a truth. Yes, definitely. The more Fang Yan thought about it, the more he felt right, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan suddenly felt that his body was no longer tired, as if he had inexhaustible strength. Immediately, a carp got up quickly and walked quickly towards the waterfall, impatient.

The water hit his body again, this time it didn't seem to hurt so much, Fang Yan punched out, his hand was suddenly hit vigorously and was about to fall, and he instantly shook with all his strength, there was a muffled sound of "bang", and the unexpected splash of water flew up, Fang Yan's hand was hit directly down by a greater force, and he stumbled, driving his whole body to fall heavily into the pool, "plopping".

Fang Yan couldn't remember how many times he had been lying on the edge of the pool. Panting heavily, his right arm was red, swollen and painful, but Fang Yan didn't feel it at this time.

"What went wrong, why should I borrow strength, but it will attract more power." Fang Yan looked at the starry night sky, his heart was extremely annoyed, he finally thought that he had found the trick, but he didn't expect that the result was even worse now.

Angrily, he hammered the ground with his hand.

"Ouch". Suddenly, he screamed in pain, held his red and swollen right hand in his left hand, got up helplessly, glanced at the waterfall fiercely, and returned to the tavern with the little beast, tired and painful.

Late at night, Fang Yan couldn't cultivate with peace of mind, so he walked out of the room gently, looking up at the starry sky, and his mind was galloping.

"Borrowing power, this direction is definitely right, but this force, how to borrow it." Fang Yan had been thinking about the waterfall, and he couldn't help but talk to himself.

"The word borrowing power is infinitely profound, containing the supreme way of heaven, not if you want to borrow, you can borrow it." The old man silently appeared behind Fang Yan, "Water is the most magical power of heaven and earth, a combination of rigidity and softness, stronger when it is strong, and tolerant of thousands. If you want to borrow its power, you must first comprehend the way of heaven, see through nature, and also borrow ten thousand powers." The old man rarely said a few more words. Then he walked inside the house.

Fang Yan didn't seem to know that it was the old man who arrived, he only knew that these words reached his thoughts. Sink into the mind.

"Heavenly way, rigidity and softness, tolerance, and nature". Fang Yan kept chattering in his mouth, as if he was enchanted. It seems that I think of something, but I can't catch it, I can't catch it.

"When it is stronger, how can I not let it feel its own strength." Fang Yan had a lot of thoughts.

The old man stood in the room, looking at Fang Yan who was in a trance, his eyes were unusually a little soft, he nodded faintly, and his face was stiff.

It was another evening, Fang Yan stood on the grass next to the waterfall, this time he didn't go down the rapids to look for abuse, just looked at the waterfall steadily, looked at the waterhole, watched the waterfall water pour down, hit the mountain rocks, and flow into the pool. It seems to repeat this same ending for eternity. It looked like hours until it was dark and the stars were revealed. before turning around and walking back to the tavern.

Day by day, everyone in the village knew about it, and there was a teenager who behaved the same way as Tian Lao before, and every day he had to walk through the village and go to the waterfall to see the "scenery".

"Damn, bastard little swallow, I heard that you pass by my mansion every day, and you never leave money to buy the road, isn't it because I don't exist. You say, what to do". Before the man appeared, a loud and gruff voice was heard in the tavern first.

Fang Yan, who was wiping the table, obviously paused with his hand, looking helpless. This wicked old monk.

"Put down the master, this, it's me who is wrong, I invite you to drink, drink". Fang Yan smiled helplessly. After such a long period of contact, Fang Yan finally knew that with this evil monk, he couldn't mess around, and he just had to come with it.

"Okay, haha, sure enough, it's up, so it's up quickly, what are you doing in a daze?" exclaimed the old monk who didn't have a sitting statue.

Fang Yan hurriedly served the wine, but the old man didn't come out in the backyard.

"Come on, little one, come and have a drink with the uncle. The old monk shouted at the little beast on the side, during this time, they were very familiar with each other.

The little beast jumped on the table in an instant, fascinated by the big eyes, and without an image, and drank intoxicated. Occasionally, I would have a cup with the old monk or something. Typical of the same smell.

"That, that ....... Fang Yan stood awkwardly and looked at the old monk.

"There's a fart. "The old monk is drinking happily.

"Hehe, the master of letting go, can you tell me what kind of existence the Heavenly Dao is in your eyes. Fang Yan said.

"Oh, I said why are you so happy today, it turns out that you have something to ask me." The old monk Yin Yang said, "For the sake of your kid, I'll tell you about it." ”

"The perception of the way of heaven in my heart is that rules, laws, nature, and innateness. Okay, it's over. The old monk continued to drink.

"This is the way of heaven, you damn old monk, you liar. Fang Yan Manhuan hoped that his pious expression would be exchanged for these eight broken words, and in a moment of excitement, he shouted loudly.

I have to say that after being in contact with the old monk for a long time, Fang Yan's invisible middle school is broken......

The old monk was very unexpectedly not hairy, stroking his white beard with one hand, his expression was dignified, and his demeanor was revealed, and he said thoughtfully, "This is the way of heaven that I have realized." ”

Fang Yan didn't look like an old monk who was joking, and suddenly became serious, thinking carefully about these eight words. I am still grateful to the old monk in my heart, you must know that everyone's perception is different, and generally no one will say their perception of the way of heaven. Fang Yan didn't expect the old monk to be so refreshing.

"Damn, the next month's wine, you kid is in charge, do you have any opinions?" The image of a master who has not maintained a few breaths collapsed in an instant, and his original form was revealed.

The years are ruthless, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Fang Yan has been in the village for more than a month.

One evening, Fang Yan stood at the bottom of the waterfall again rain or shine, and the little beast was lying on the grass as usual and tinkering with the snow-white stone shell.

I watched for hours without blinking, and night fell, and the stars appeared. Illuminated by the stars, the waterfall sparkles like a silver moon.

Suddenly, Fang Yan moved, and quickly ran to the bottom of the waterfall on the running stone, letting the water flow abuse him, closing his eyes and feeling the fluctuations of the water. The mind keeps thinking about the old monk's eight characters, rules, laws, nature, and innateness.

After a long time, his eyes suddenly opened, and a punch was quickly struck, and he felt an irresistible huge force coming, and his arm shook powerfully, if the old man was here, he would find that the ripples of Fang Yan's arm shaking were very similar to the rules of water flow. With a muffled "bang", the water that hit Fang Yan's arm exploded instantly, and the water splashed and flew high, but Fang Yan's hand was unharmed.

"Haha, I finally figured it out, I saw it through, I succeeded, I finally succeeded, this is the rule, this is the natural law that it is born with". Fang Yan laughed uncontrollably, in this night when it was so quiet that there was only the sound of "whooshing" water, Fang Yan's laughter spread throughout the village.

Even the little beast on the side seemed to feel Fang Yan's excitement at this time, and immediately got up, his big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, his claws danced, and his small mouth grinned, extremely happy.

The old man stopped striking the huge iron stake with both hands, looked in the direction of the waterfall, and smiled not like a smile.

At the same time, in the only mansion in the village, the old monk stopped meditating. I opened my eyes with a relieved expression on my face. muttered, Little Swallow has a good understanding, hehe.

Fang Yan didn't tell the old man about this, Fang Yan knew that he had just learned how to do it now, and there was still a long way to go before interrupting the flow of water.

Successfully realized the natural rules of water, and the guidance of the old monk was indispensable.

I am grateful to the old monk, and I am entertained with big fish, meat and wine every day, for fear of being sluggish. As if this tavern was his own, what was good, what was served. The old man didn't see it, so he didn't care.

After understanding the rules, Fang Yan, who has been polished by his father since he was a child, is not arrogant or impatient, and still insists on exercising under the waterfall every day.

After a few days of perseverance, I am now more and more proficient and more relaxed.

As the sun sets, the sky is stained with a red glow that sweeps over the village. The "Killing Village", which is regarded as a forbidden place by outsiders, is extremely warm at this time.

In the middle of the mountains next to the village.

"Bang, bang, bang!" came the sound of a water explosion under the waterfall.

A teenager stood at the bottom of a rapids waterfall and kept throwing his fists and kicks, and where he passed, the water exploded, and the water stopped flowing in an instant when it violated the rules of nature.

The boy's fists and feet are getting faster and faster, shaking from time to time, and a terrifying scene appears, only to see the water column around the boy's body, exploding non-stop, splashing, originally a huge waterfall without a trace of a thousand meters, tiny faults appear in the boy's body, and the water flow is born and destroyed, and the life is extinguished. Repeating the mutilation and remedy.

"Drink". Suddenly, a loud shout rang out. The boy's arms were outstretched, and his whole body trembled.

"Bang". An explosion several times louder than before rang out. I saw that the water flow in all directions around the young man suddenly exploded, and the water splashed and flew high, and the sky appeared colorful for a while, dazzling and dazzling.

An incredible scene appeared.

The young man who should have been drowned by the water poured down suddenly appeared in a vacuum around him, and there was not a single drop of water flowing down in the blink of an eye. The scene was terrifying, and he shuddered and broke off...... Against nature.

That is, in the blink of an eye, the current of water resumed, and continued to hit the boy's body continuously, submerging and covering him.