In the fog and smoke, a green bamboo pole shot out, and a figure stepped on the bamboo pole like a light water.

The bamboo pole shot forward, the figure flew to, and a reed crossed the river.

Indescribable flowing water, elegant and chic.

The figure quickly approached the injured old man in the cold water, and lit the penny under his feet.

The penny rippled, and the man was already close to the water, leaped out, lifted the arm of the old man in the river with one hand, and took it out of the water, and fell into the opposite boat.

Immediately afterwards, the man picked up the harpoon that the old man had held on to in his other hand, raised his arm, and threw it into the river.

The harpoon plunged straight into the blood-stained water, making a splash.

Before the family could react, the visitor jumped again, put one foot on the bamboo artemisia on the water, and left lightly.

Leaving only the back of the coat and hat, stepping on the green bamboo in the river, running into the misty fog, and disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"The man ....."

The old man, who was rescued back on the boat, was wet and cold, his pale face was frightened, staring at the direction of the fog where the man had left, snorting, and unable to speak for a long time.

His eyes were full of horror, even more surprised than he had seen such a big black dragon before.

The old man subconsciously looked at the river below, and saw that the fierce and abnormal black dragon that was more than half a meter long was pierced through the belly of the fish by a harpoon, floating on the water, and the dead could no longer die, and there was no longer the same ferocity as before.

The surface of the river was red with blood.

"Daddy, I think I've seen that man!"

On the fishing boat, the Tujia girl was also frightened by the sudden turn just now, and her eyes were full of surprise and looked at the misty clouds, and said in a daze.

In the girl's mind, there was a sudden float of the duet of the Tianshan song a few days ago, the person who was dressed in a hat and hat, and the river boat played the flute, and went away leisurely.

An interesting little guy.

That day, in order to be funny, she sang a mountain song to the little brother in the river, and asked the other party to sing a song, but the little brother played the flute and sang an unknown but very charming song, and walked away leisurely, leaving a deep impression on the young men and women of the Tujia people in the villages along the coast.

And just now, in a hurry, she glanced at the side face under the man's hat, which seemed to be very similar to the little brother.

Only, who is he?

At this time, this big question filled the heart of the young girl, but no one told her.

It is estimated that today's shocking scene will remain in the heart of this Tujia girl for a long time.

The clouds and mist were misty, a reed crossed the river, and without saying a word, it was far away and disappeared into the clouds and mist.

Like a fairy!

The family can only wait, their minds are complicated, and they can't figure it out!

And in the emerald river shrouded in clouds and mist, a few feet away, Jiang Xiaobai returned to his boat, as if nothing had happened, and shook his own way away.

But there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows at this time.

The aura is revived, everything is changing, and this mountain is becoming more and more dangerous!

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Time flickered, and in the evening, it was dark.

After sending Hatsune to Wanshan Town, her parents were already waiting there and picked her up.

Jiang Xiaobai went back to the peach blossom alone, and it was the same as before, with little change.

After dinner, he had nothing to do, he took a cup of hot tea, took the book "Dao Dream Eternal Life", sat on the big table in the hall, and read it carefully under the goose yellow light.

The person who wrote this Taoist scripture has the way of sophistry in the strange scriptures, and it is rare to enter the Tao with dreams, and the sword goes sideways.

The Tao expounded in it is not only imaginative, but also obscure, and Jiang Xiaobai has been studying this Taoist scripture for more than ten days.

In addition to the strange stories of this dream path that attracted him, many of the cultivation methods in it also gave him something to gain in his heart.

According to what he has learned from more than ten days of study, this Taoist scripture has a unique tempering of the "Divine Flower", which is divided into four levels.

Dreams are related to the mud pill spirit, and ordinary people dream that the soul is unstable.

And the first step in the foundation of this Taoist sutra is to enter a dream, and the cultivator enters the meditation, and with the method of running the essence and qi in it, it can make people enter the chaotic dream realm.

In dreams, people feel something, but when they wake up, they only know that they have a dream, but they can't remember what they did in the dream, what kind of dream it is, and it is no different from ordinary people.

The second step is to observe dreams. After entering the dream, awaken in the dream, know that it is a dream, and can visualize things in the dream and temper the three souls.

The third step is to dream. Waking up in a dream, you can break the dream, and feel the real world, in which, according to the Taoist scriptures, the soul is already out of the body.

The fourth step is to dream of the Tao. According to the Tao Sutra, at this point, it is already a kind of Taoist supernatural power, which can enter the dreams of others, can let you enter the dream of your own creation, and after comprehending the Great Dao enough, you can give birth to the image of all things in the dream.

The myth has been around for thousands of years, and there are many legends of dreams and immortals, and the legends of the immortals preaching are distant and ethereal, blurry and magical.

If it is not bad, it is a divine channel method similar to this "Dao Dream".

The first three steps of these four levels are not difficult, but the last step is the most difficult step to complete in this scripture.

Although the "dream into the Tao" of this scripture is lacking in the Tao, it does not prevent Jiang Xiaobai from being interested in it.

The cultivation method in it had a good effect on tempering the three souls, and he was naturally interested, and he also understood the reason why Lao Dao gave him this scripture.

Now that he has enough essence and qi, his spirit is not full, he can't gather the three flowers on the top, the five qi go together, and he can't get the innate Dao fruit. If you cultivate the Divine Soul according to the normal trajectory, you have to comprehend the Great Dao to a certain level before you can break it, otherwise, it will not be a miracle to have thirty or fifty years.

And this "Dao Dream" scripture can help him temper the most difficult cultivation of the divine soul, visualize all things in his dreams, and comprehend the Great Dao, which is wonderful.

Jiang Xiaobai has been slowly trying it since he knew the cultivation benefits of this "Dao Dream" scripture, and it has been a few days.

Sitting down and falling asleep was a breeze for a person who had been cultivating for nearly twenty years, so the first layer was not difficult for him, and yesterday, he occasionally woke up in a dream, but it didn't take long for him to wake up from his cultivation state.

After a few attempts, he slowly gained a grasp.

I guess I will be able to stay in the "Dream Watching" level for a longer time today.

After Jiang Xiaobai continued to study the "Dao Dream" scripture for a while, he collected the book and went out.

Outside, it was dark and foggy.

Hazy, in the night, like an indelible veil.

The fog of the day only cleared in the afternoon, and it unexpectedly rose again.

Jiang Xiaobai took advantage of the fog, went out of the courtyard, and went to the West Cliff, where he usually cultivated.

The waterfall below the west cliff still flows, and the winter days are inexhaustible, and it seems to be more powerful than in previous days.

Wutong Mountain is not as quiet as it is in winter, and the cries of birds and beasts begin to disappear in the darkness of the sandforest.

Spring has not yet arrived, winter is cold, but the animals in the mountains have gradually recovered.

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