The legend about the tears of the black-veined tear tiger has always been widely spread among the people, because in the legend, the tears of the black-veined tear tiger as a fierce beast are the most poisonous thing in the world, as for why it later became a life-saving straw to cure all diseases, it is because of a bleak love story.

In ancient Chinese legends, it seems that all the ferocious beasts and poisons have become spirits since Pangu opened the world, not only animals, plants, in that ancient period, because the aura of heaven and earth was chaotic, all natural things with a little spiritual trick may feel like essence, this is even a stone, or a puddle of water, as long as there are objective things in this world, they can have the opportunity to contact chaos!

And the black-veined tear tiger is also in the chaos of the beginning of the gradual opening of the wisdom, after coming into contact with the aura of heaven and earth, it is naturally more self-conscious, not fine, the cultivation on this is higher than the spirit I don't know how many grades, and at that time it was not called the black-veined tear tiger, but (chu) me

In the "Mountains and Seas Jing Hai Nei Beijing", there is also a description of him, 刍 (chu) Wu: The Lin family has a rare beast, a big tiger, five picks, the tail is longer than the body, the name is called Shuwu, and he travels thousands of miles in the day.

At that time, it was not a fierce beast, a poison, at most a naughty little tiger. It's also particularly playful.

After feeling that he became a spirit, he was also full of curiosity about the world, it ran everywhere, traveled all over the world, and almost all of it ran all over the mortal world, no, Xiao Shuwu aimed at the heavenly realm, but at that time, the heavenly realm and the mortal world were blocked by a heavenly river with weak water, and the weak water is called weak water, because it can't bear any external pressure on the weak water, it is too weak, as long as you want to survive the mortal or the spirit of the self-conscious spirit will be dragged down by the weak water and drown, because this is the difference between the essence of gods and mortals, only the gods of the nine heavens can survive the weak water of the heavenly river, they don't need to rely on the outside world, they are able to feather and fly away. In this way, the weak water of the Tianhe River separates the mortal dust from the immortals!

But he just doesn't give up, he goes to the side of the weak water every day to look at the god realm on the other side, it wants to go to the god realm to see, it's not that he wants to become a god, but at that time Xiao Yago was too curious. Curiosity becomes his daily motivation.

This time passed day by day, Xiao Wu would come to the weak water every day to try, every time he tried to step on the weak water, he felt a mysterious power was devouring his power, as long as he put the other foot on it, it would be swept into the depths of the weak water by the weak water, until he lost his life, still in fear of the unknown, he still didn't dare to take the first step, or retracted his steps.

But in this way, how can I be willing, I wandered anxiously beside the weak water. A thousand years have passed in a flash, but I still haven't been able to cross this weak water.

In fact, what I don't know is that in this thousand years of time, weak water is also watching its every move, every day when I tentatively step out of his claws, weak water wants to use his body to inherit it, send him over, but weak water can't do it, his body is too ethereal, just like that, weak water also accompanies me day by day, but I don't know this feeling.