Black sky, golden water.

There are no birds and stone fish on the mighty river, but he has a bamboo raft floating in the middle of the heaven and earth.

Not long after leaving Qiongzhou, Lu Qiming dismantled the exquisite machine car into such a simple bamboo raft that could not even be said to be level. At the moment, he was sitting cross-legged on this bamboo raft, letting it swim freely in the river.

The river is named after "Chu Weng" and is a branch of the Tianmu River to the north. The name of the Chu Weng River has been known for a long, long time, and it can be traced back to the ancient kingdom of the Han Dynasty - at that time, Chu Weng was just an ordinary old boatman, and the river was not so wide, and they were all the same inconspicuous.

People couldn't even name Chu Weng, but they knew that they were very nice, and they were always smiling, and occasionally they had to return the money when they crossed the river, and they had to return it, he said.

The only difference is that even when he has nothing to do, he has to stand by the river and watch. Familiar people joked, how can you never get tired of watching it all your life?

He squinted and nodded and said, "It's beautiful."

If there is no accident, Chu Weng will continue to live his life so plainly, until finally like those older old boatmen, he will be buried by the river forever. However, just when Chu Weng was not really old, the war broke out.

At that time, the Han Dynasty had already prospered and declined, and he had lived in peace for a long time and did not know the danger, but the ridiculous huge territory was like a spread of bread, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of it was eaten by the enemy army as dense as termites. One day, beyond a river, it has changed hands.

However, the war is not over.

Just when the neighbors packed up their broken belongings and fled in a hurry, Chu Weng, who was slightly hunchbacked, walked to the river alone and continued to look.

On that day, someone watched the river and entered the road and ascended to the sky in one step.

The old boatman Chu Weng single-handedly reversed the war between the two countries, shook the world, and ignited the hearts of the Han Dynasty. Since then, the whole country of the Han Dynasty has woken up, and women and children have dared to go into battle with swords, extending the national glory for another three hundred years.

Although there is no longer a Chu Weng in the world, there is a Chu Weng River, which has been rushing for thousands of years, gradually prospering and courageous, and has never stopped.

Lu Qiming knew Chu Weng's story in detail-just because there was indeed something in history.

The legend of this legend is too strong to be credible, and can only be regarded as a poet's romantic vision.

However, it is difficult for the world to understand that real life is always better than stories, and the miracles that are happening around us are far beyond the most genius and extreme imagination of the storyteller.

And those great figures who seem to need to be looked up to and worshipped, aren't they the most ordinary people in the world themselves?

Lu Qiming stood up on the bamboo raft, looked at the river calmly, remembered the mantra of Chu Weng who was shaking here thousands of years ago, and nodded heartily in agreement.

......

With the water vapor blowing on his face, Lu Qiming gradually noticed the difference.

As soon as he beckoned, a long stream of water rose up at will, obediently twisting into the shape of a Nian Ci knife under his hand - the mystery of water?

This is the special nature of the Golden Tree Secret Realm - although you can't use cultivation, once you control the rules, you can do even more mysterious and magical things, such as at this moment-

Lu Qiming took a step forward at will, stepping on the edge of the bamboo raft; he took another step and stepped on the river, which was now condensed into a long road of crystal clear "glass", waiting for Lu Qiming to move forward steadily.

As soon as the thought moved, Lu Qiming summoned another bright red flame, and he looked at the only "rule" that could be used before, and pondered in his heart.

The mysteries of the five elements that he had understood before were all the things of others, which could only be solved but could not be used, and he did not take the initiative to comprehend them afterwards, let alone try to follow the example of Na Chu Weng Guanjiang and enter the Tao.

The only explanation is the Golden Eagle.

Lu Qiming now vaguely remembered that when the Golden Eagle turned into golden ashes in the Red Lotus Karma Fire before, there didn't seem to be a Golden Tree vine on the ground to absorb it...... Could it be that the Red Lotus Karmic Fire still has the ability to extract other people's rules as its own, but according to the inheritance memory obtained by Lu Qiming, this is simply unreasonable.

Lu Qiming sighed lightly. I thought that the fog had lifted, but now it seems that the unknown is still inexhaustible.

Is all the unexpected good really a good thing?

He took a step back, sat back on the bamboo raft, and truly began to look at the Chu Weng River from the perspective of a cultivator.

......

Further north along the Chuweng River, there is a dangerous place near the river and the mountain. Name, "Red Pavilion".

The change of dynasties, the division of the world and countless others, but Chiting Pass will always be the border of a country, and it has never been an exception. People said that it was a castle that was destined for war.

Lu Qiming stood in front of the city gate, gently patted the rough and solid thick stone wall, and then stepped into the city with his hands in his hands.

Chiting Pass was very different from many places he had visited.

People who have been to Chiting Pass probably don't think she is beautiful - just look at the rough and rough desert yellow sand everywhere, it is inevitable that it is too dry and ruthless. Chiting Guan never took the initiative to get close to people, and her eyes had always been so ancient and contemptuous.

Lu Qiming was ready to stop here for a little longer. Because no matter inside or outside the secret territory, the Chiting Pass itself is a rule that can be practiced.

Every brick and stone here has been washed after countless battles, and there is no way to add anything and change it. After being projected in the Golden Tree Secret Realm, even a piece of sand is clear and concrete—this represents an extremely perfect and mature rule. The empty gold in the secret realm finally showed the solemn and magnificent beauty it deserved in Chiting Pass, and it was the only thing that could match her.

It is impossible for everyone who really knows how to practice to pass by indifferently when they get here, including Lu Qiming.

Thinking that the beauty of those carved beams and paintings is extremely ingenious, how can it be better than the blood and bones of Chiting Pass?

Lu Qiming walked for a long time and found an inn to enter, which had all kinds of food and accommodation utensils, and even a thin layer of golden dust.

Lu Qiming found a room with a window facing the street to live temporarily, and occasionally he could hear the sound of the old shopkeeper and the running hall. He smiled and thought that if he had the opportunity to pass through the real Chiting Pass outside in the future, he would have to pay back the room fee for these few days.

......

Seven days later, Lu Qiming left Chiting Pass and continued to move forward.

When Lu Qiming inadvertently walked into a mountain, he was in a trance for a moment, until he saw the word "source water" on the simple stele at the foot of the mountain, and he came back to his senses, but he still couldn't take his eyes off.

It's too much of a resemblance.

Like the seventh main peak of his Chengyuan Sect, "Cangsheng He Gu" He Gu Mountain.

He Gu Mountain was the residence of his previous life for nearly 500 years.

Perhaps because he has no father or mother and is highly qualified, Master has always preferred him, and he is also the only one among the brothers who has taken the surname "Emperor" of Master. And He Gu Mountain, although listed as the seventh main peak, but its Lingxiu is second only to the master's main peak, and it is a rare cultivation treasure in the world.

In his previous life, he had been living in Hegu Mountain since he became an adult, and every grass and tree in it was in the bottom of his heart, and he thought that he could only exist in the bottom of his heart, but he actually let him see such similar peaks in this world.

Lu Qiming looked at the word "source water" silently, and suddenly felt that it was an eyesore. He took out the Nian Ci knife, cut off the two characters neatly, and then imitated the master's handwriting to engrave the word "He Gu".

As a result, there is no "Source Water Mountain" in the secret realm of the Golden Tree, and there is one more "He Gu Mountain".

Lu Qiming looked at those two words for a long time, and suddenly shook his head and chuckled, thinking, how can people in this world recognize the words on their side? But even so, it does not affect Lu Qiming's good mood. He put away the Nianci knife again, and went up the mountain with his sleeves in the breeze.

If you really walk in, you will inevitably see more and more differences between the two mountains. When Lu Qiming saw it, he changed it if it was convenient, it was really not easy to do, so Lu Qiming let it go.

But it's true.

Lu Qiming walked casually among the mountains, and everyone and everything back then were vivid.

He has not yet accepted true disciples, and he is not used to being served by others, so there are not even ten people who have really lived for a long time on the entire mountain.

But there is never a shortage of excitement on Ho Ku Mountain.

Everyone knows that his He Gu mountains and rivers are beautiful, so they come and stay in groups all day long, called "rubbing aura" and "discussing martial arts", but in fact, they eat and drink, and talk about the world. He once heard Xiao Shi's nephew complain to others that as long as he came to He Gu Mountain, he would be able to see all the 369th generation disciples of the Chengyuan Sect.

It's a pity that later......

Don't mention it.

Lu Qiming smiled plainly, no longer stayed, and continued north.

It's all gone.