Wearing a hat and sackcloth, this old man was the mysterious old boatman.

His whole body was suspended in mid-air, no light could be seen around him, and he did not use any foreign objects, just flying in the air. He stood with his hands in his hands, his expression as indifferent as usual, and the lightning and thunder, wind and water around him had no effect on him at all.

He looked down at the waterspout.

Ren Xiaoyao and the other five people are in the middle of the waterspout, and they are all about to be sucked into the center of the waterspout, facing the situation of being torn to pieces. But at this moment, the old boatman moved. He had a big hand and an extra long stick in his hand - the long stick was purple and shining, but if you looked closely, you could see that it was the same stick that had been placed on the boat before!

No wonder at that time, with the strength of Ren Xiaoyao and the other five people, through this stick wrestling with the red-eyed frog, the red-eyed frog was pulled out of the water, and the stick was not broken - it turned out to be the weapon of the old boatman!

With the strength that the old boatman showed at the moment, this stick would naturally not be low in rank as his weapon.

The old boatman held the long stick in his hand, and did not make much movement, but with a light throw, the purple long stick was thrown into the waterspout. At the same time as entering the waterspout, the long stick quickly transformed, reaching tens of meters long!

A moment later, the long stick flew out of the waterspout, and on the wide stick, there were still five people lying and lying on their stomachs, none other than Ren Xiaoyao, Huo Wu, Ah Sheng, Sanjie, and Feng Shenyu. Five people, not one bad, all rescued!

This was not the end, I saw the old boatman's hands linked, and clusters of purple divine light burst out from his hands, surging towards the waterspout below.

After a while, the purple light receded from the waterspout, carrying dozens of slender beads, and some hemp rope - in the air, those purple lights wrapped the bamboo and hemp rope, and after a "crackling" sound, an intact bamboo raft appeared in the air!

Immediately, the old boatman waved his hand at the unconscious five people on the purple long stick, and saw a cloud of purple light wrapping the five people, and flew lightly onto the bamboo raft.

Immediately after, the old boatman turned around and flew quickly along the Weishui, pacing in the void for a thousand kilometers. And behind him, a bamboo raft wrapped in purple light followed closely, also flying in mid-air.

After passing the ninth song of the Nine Songs of the Divine Dragon, and coming to the last gentle section of the river, the old boatman stopped, waved lightly, and the bamboo raft carrying five people landed on the water.

The old boatman floated down from the sky and came straight to Ren Xiaoyao.

He stared at Ren Xiaoyao, looked at it for a while, and then summoned Ren Xiaoyao's Wind and Frost Sword in the air, looked at it for a moment, and put the sword back to Ren Xiaoyao's side. After a long time, he muttered:

"The people in that place are really extraordinary. ”

Immediately, he stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it on Ren Xiaoyao's forehead, only to see a trace of purple light flashing faintly, as if it had entered Ren Xiaoyao's body.

After doing this, the old boatman did not linger any longer, his figure flashed, and he stepped away again, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

............

The bamboo raft went down the river and drifted for a whole day and night.

When the morning sun rose again and shone on Ren Xiaoyao's face, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he felt a little dazzling. Immediately, he opened his eyes with some difficulty, and before he could look around, a spiritual imprint full of a sense of grandeur involuntarily appeared in his mind:

"Weishui has nine twists and turns, how to cross the river without storms. ”

The first thing that came to mind was an unexplained verse. And the voice full of a sense of grandeur, although Ren Xiaoyao had never heard it, felt familiar-the timbre and tone were clearly the voice of the mysterious old boatman, but the temperament was very different.

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but be awe-struck: Could it be that this spiritual imprint was really left to him by the old boatman? He suddenly remembered that he should have died in the waterspout, but how could he still be alive now? Could it be that the old boatman saved himself?

His heart was full of thoughts in an instant, and he quickly refocused his thoughts on that verse.

"Weishui has nine twists and turns, how to cross the river without storms......" Ren Xiaoyao repeated this sentence in his heart, thinking hard, but he didn't have a clue. He had no choice but to continue to explore the spiritual imprint. Fortunately, after that verse, the spiritual imprint still has content, which is a relatively easy to understand passage:

"Boy, there are indeed many peculiarities about you, and there are even some places that even the old man can't see through. And what is rare is that you have wisdom, know strategy, and know how to borrow. But the old man wants to remind you that the road of the real strong never allows for many shortcuts. ”

......

Thinking about this passage repeatedly, Ren Xiaoyao fell into deep thought.

There are indeed many peculiarities in himself, such as that he is a reborn person, such as the "Nine Kings and One Sacred Formula" exercise, the Holy King's Heart, and what he only learned about this time recently - his unknown life experience.

Each of the above can almost become a huge reliance on oneself, allowing oneself to do something that others can't. I've been making good use of these all the time.

But as the "old boatman" said, there are still nine twists and turns, nine hardships and dangers, and the river can only be crossed after storms and tribulations. Compared to the path of cultivation, the tribulations of the Nine Songs of the Divine Dragon are probably nothing!

The road of the strong has never been completed by external forces, but by relying on oneself step by step, with blood and strength.

The road of the strong cannot be smooth sailing, there are some difficulties, we must face the difficulties, and after overcoming them, we will grow.

Take the current Ren Xiaoyao as an example, he has used the devouring and refining abilities of the Holy King's Heart many times to complete the promotion, so he has less than the average person who has achieved the promotion by steadily and cultivating hard. This also directly leads to the fact that although he has many advantages in cultivation, his ** strength is only slightly stronger than that of people of the same realm and level, and there is no gap.

Sometimes, in battles with opponents whose level is close to or slightly stronger than himself, Ren Xiaoyao often defeats the opponent directly by relying on abilities such as Dou Zhuan Star Shift. In this way, he has less frontal hard shocks in the battle, as well as thrilling battles on the line of life and death.

And if you want to become a real powerhouse, these are indispensable!

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but think of a sentence, which was said by a famous powerhouse in the history of Samsung Shengzhou: "The more things you can rely on in the early stage, the fewer things you can rely on in the later stage." ”

Isn't this the case for me today?

After some careful consideration, Ren Xiaoyao made some decisions: in the future cultivation and battle, he must deliberately seek more confrontation, and when facing difficulties and challenges, he must also rise to the occasion!

......

Coming back from his thoughts, Ren Xiaoyao stretched his waist, and his stiff muscles and bones "crackled" and felt extremely comfortable.

Only then did he look around and find that Huo Wu, Ah Sheng, Sanjie, and Feng Shenyu were all still in a coma, and he, like them, was on a bamboo raft, floating in the Weishui.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but admire the strength of the "old boatman" even more. He remembered that the bamboo raft had obviously been destroyed, but it was now intact here! Ren Xiaoyao could see that the bamboo raft was re-tied with the broken ropes and scattered bamboos from the previous - this was not an easy task!

No longer thinking about the old boatman, Ren Yao's gaze swept over the faces of the unconscious four people one by one.

Huo Wu and Ah Sheng's lying posture were extremely awkward, and Ren Xiaoyao helped them straighten their bodies, so that they could be more comfortable.

Next up are Sanjay and Feng Shenyu. Looking at these two guys, who were in a deep coma at the moment, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but think: If you kill them now and throw their bodies in the water, no one will know!

But he gave up on the idea again. He had just decided that he would have more head-on encounters with the enemy in the future, Feng Shenyu and Sanjie were not difficult opponents, and it would not be too late to kill them head-on in the future.

At that moment, there was a slight movement on Sanjay's side, and he snorted twice, then opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.

"Ahh

Sanjay let out a loud cry as he sat up, as if he had been awakened from a nightmare. Then he took a few deep breaths, couldn't help but be a little surprised, and looked at his hands and feet in disbelief: "I'm not dead?

Then, he saw Ren Xiaoyao, the only one who was awake, and said, "Could it be that you saved me?"

Before Ren Xiaoyao could speak, he shook his head again, and said to himself: "Impossible, you don't have that strength." ”

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly he patted his head like a sudden realization, as if he wanted to understand why he didn't die.

The next person to move was Ah Sheng.

He seemed to be dreaming when he was unconscious, and it was a very intense dream.

Before he woke up, he lay on the bamboo raft and shook his whole body, and shouted in an extremely excited tone: "It's none of my business, my mother's death is none of my business!"

Next, he said another dream, but it sounded unrelated to the previous sentence: "Hmph, this son is not ugly, this son is not ugly at all, this son is so handsome that he is scum!"

After these two dream words, Ah Sheng's dream also came to an end, and his eyes woke up.

After waking up, he looked around, and when he saw Ren Xiaoyao and Sanjie looking at him with surprised eyes, he seemed to be completely ignorant of what he had just dreamed, and he smiled obscenely, the corners of his mouth on one side rose fiercely, but the corners of his mouth on the other side were still down, and at the same time, his eyebrows shook strangely: "Hehe, why are you all looking at me?

Ren Xiaoyao also smiled, and did not mention the matter of Ah Sheng's dream talk just now. However, in his heart, Ren Xiaoyao wrote down Ah Sheng's two dream words, and he faintly felt that there seemed to be an unknown story behind his wonderful brother......

As for the fire dance who woke up later, her reaction was relatively simple. Her cherry mouth kept chattering, as if she was eating some rare delicacy. Immediately, she muttered something like "little rascal" in her mouth and woke up with a smile on her face.

......

By the time all five of them woke up, the raft drifted at a slower and slower pace.

Ahead, a dark behemoth faintly appeared in the field of vision - it was a majestic city, much more majestic than the Xingyang County City that he had seen before.