Early in the morning, on the banks of the White River.

Several figures stepped on the mist on the river and came to a riverside courtyard.

One of the burly men knocked on the door and shouted, "Big brother." ”

No one responded, he knocked on the door and shouted twice, but still no one responded, he was puzzled, and he was about to push the door in.

He heard the creak of the courtyard gate, and a tall and burly man with a gray beard and a beard standing in front of the courtyard gate.

Meng Zhou looked at the sturdy man in front of him, paused, and then according to the memory of the original owner of this body, he spoke: "Third child, you guys are here." ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the other people behind him.

The sturdy man, the third child shouted by Meng Zhou, stepped forward with a smile.

"Big brother, it's time for us to patrol the river today."

Meng Zhou suddenly felt in his heart, according to the memory of the original owner, every time he patrolled the river, the original owner would follow him to take a look, but thinking of the way they were treading on the water just now, like walking on the ground, he extinguished the idea of death.

"Okay, you guys go, I won't go today."

After that, without waiting for the other party to reply, he asked rhetorically: "What about your second brother, why didn't he go together?" ”

Sure enough, the third child's attention was immediately attracted by these words, his eyes dodged, and he stopped talking, so he had no time to think about anything else.

Seeing this, Meng Zhou took the opportunity to wave his hand and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

The third child was pardoned, turned around and left.

Meng Zhou's heart moved, and he shouted at his back as he walked away quickly: "Third child, come back to me in the evening." ”

“…… Well. ”

The third child paused and agreed, and the others also said goodbye to him: "Helper, let's go." ”

The group reflexively tread the water and headed towards the center of the river, where eight boats were waiting, and as soon as they got on the boat, the eight boats immediately lifted anchor, went down the river, and soon disappeared above the river.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, watching the boats go away, Meng Zhou's hanging heart finally slowly fell back into his stomach.

"This first level is a fool."

Meng Zhou turned around and went back to the house, entered the bedroom, and threw the clothes that had just been changed and had a lot of blood stains on his chest into the fire and burned them to ashes.

After that, he fetched another basin of water and entered the cultivation retreat room.

Even if it was bright outside, the quiet room was unusually dim, and Meng Zhou used flint to light the carob lamp in the house, which illuminated the simple furnishings in the house.

A stone couch with a lot of blood stains on an area in front of it and on the floor of the ashram.

After Meng Zhou dipped the cotton cloth in water, he squatted down to carefully clean up the bloodstains, and also sorted out all kinds of information in his heart.

Last night, as soon as his soul came through, he sat cross-legged on the stone couch in this quiet room.

The clothes on his chest, the stone couch in front of him, and the floor of the ashram all had blood spurted out wildly before he died.

After that, it took him a few hours to adjust to the body, and he struggled to digest the sheer amount of memories that had suddenly flooded in.

The original owner of this body has the same name as him, also called Meng Zhou, who is not yet forty years old, and is already a martial arts master on the famous side. But he didn't stop there, gave up the fame and fortune of the world, and embarked on a difficult road of seeking enlightenment.

Seeking the Tao alone, with no one to guide him, after a series of hardships and hardships, when a "Great Dao Secret Method" was placed in front of the original owner, he pounced without hesitation.

After that, in less than three years, he not only completed the transformation from a martial artist to a cultivator, but also made breakthroughs in his cultivation one after another, from the first level of Qi training to the fourth level of Qi training.

This made him pleasantly surprised, thinking that his cultivation talent was as outstanding as his martial arts talent.

But soon, a basin of cold water poured him cold.

His cultivation was directly stuck in the fourth layer of Qi training, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't go further, and the accelerated aging of his body made him feel even worse.

He also finally discovered the truth that almost made him vomit blood and die on the spot, the so-called "Great Dao Secret Method" is not a serious cultivation method at all, but a famous blood demon skill.

Its characteristic is to "dig out" the life vitality and unfinished potential of the practitioner as quickly as possible, and "squeeze" it into mana.

He had reached the fourth-level Qi cultivation in just three years, but the price was that his potential as a martial arts master in his prime had been exhausted and his qi and blood had dried up.

Not only is there no way forward, but he is only in his forties, and he has entered his twilight years ahead of schedule and is running towards the finish line.

Since its appearance, countless Qi cultivators have been abolished. The most famous is the "Blood Demon Gong Rebellion" that occurred in the Qingxuan Sect of the Third Order Sect many years ago, and a large number of Qi cultivation disciples who were not deeply involved in the world and were eager to achieve success were abolished. In order to reduce the poisonous influence of this skill as much as possible, Qingxuanzong also racked his brains and thought of many ways.

The original owner regarded these methods as a lifesaver, but unfortunately, as a casual cultivator who had barely entered the middle stage of Qi cultivation, he had no resources and no backers, and there were many methods that he couldn't use.

The only feasible solution is to switch to a practice that has the effect of warming and healing. As for the effect, it is related to the quality of the exercises, and it is also related to personal talent.

It took the original owner several years and a lot of effort to finally get a cultivation method that barely met the requirements, "Water Cultivation Technique".

Last night, he officially switched to this method. But at the moment when he successfully transferred to cultivation and the Water Cultivation Technique replaced the Blood Demon Skill as the fundamental exercise, he suddenly vomited blood and died violently.

After reviewing all the things before the original owner's death, Meng Zhou already had a general plan, and he was extremely emotional in his heart.

"Even if it is a martial arts master, if there is no one to lead the way on the cultivation path, there will be pits everywhere!"

The problem was not in the Water Cultivation Technique, nor in the original owner's decision to change the cultivation method itself, but in the fact that he thought too much about the conversion process.

The Blood Demon Skill is certainly a Demon Skill, but he has practiced this skill for many years, and its characteristics have long been firmly rooted in his body. It's like an arrow that pierced his heart many years ago, and it is certainly necessary to take it out, but it is not as simple as forcibly pulling it out with tweezers.

How to take it, what tools to use, how to stop bleeding, how to suture, how to heal after taking it out...... Lapses in any one of these links can lead to tragedy. And the original owner, who only thought about quickly uprooting the blood demon skill and transferring to a new practice, didn't realize these at all.

There was not a single mention of the information he had heard. Perhaps, for Qingxuanzong, this is like the basic common sense of "it can be known from this" in the proof question.

As a martial arts master, the original owner was not bound by worldly fame and fortune, and was not defeated by miscultivation of magic skills, but in the end he was killed in such a detail, which made Meng Zhou feel embarrassed.

He is not only sighing for the original owner, but also for himself.

"What a mess I inherited!"

……

In the end, Meng Zhou carefully checked it and confirmed that all the blood stains that the original owner had spit out before he died last night had been wiped clean, and then he took the basin of water and walked out of the ashram.

After clearing these traces, Meng Zhou's heart did not relax much, because the biggest flaw was not elsewhere, but himself.

The bloody cotton cloth was burned, and the bloody water was splashed into the boiling river, and Meng Zhou stood on the bank of the river.

His field of vision, which looks normal, can be found in the upper left corner, with a faint silhouette of a portrait that looks like some personal settings icon in some mobile phone app.

Because of its light color, he ignored it at first.

It wasn't until he had just successfully cultivated the Water Cultivation Technique of his predecessor, and under the operation of the mana over and over again, the memory of the original owner was completely transformed into his own experience comprehension, and the upper right corner of this faint humanoid silhouette showed a little flashing red, like a striking reminder of new news, which attracted his attention.

At this moment, Meng Zhou was standing by the river, staring at the faint portrait icon, and a piece of personal information clearly appeared in his field of vision.

[Name: Meng Zhou]

[Lifespan: 51/52 years old]

[Condition: Weak]

[Realm: Qi Cultivation Layer: 1/100]

[Exercise: Introduction to Water Cultivation: 5/50]

Recalling the timing of the flashing red dot in his heart, Meng Zhou had some guesses in his heart.

He searched for the relevant information of Du Shuibu from the original owner's huge memory bank, and took a step towards the river ahead.

For martial artists, Dengping Dushui is an important skill, and there are many similar martial arts, and the predecessor is a martial arts master, not to mention.

And Du Shuibu is a new martial art created by the predecessor after combining a variety of martial arts, simple, pure, high ceiling, as a creator, the predecessor has the most experience.

But he didn't stand on the water as he expected. Instead, there was a "poof" sound, and one foot completely sank into the river.

Meng Zhou was not discouraged by this, but his face showed surprise.

The moment the soles of his feet sank into the water, he clearly felt the support coming from the water.

So, he "played" this seemingly childish game by the river alone, stepping his feet into the river again and again, exiting, stepping in, and exiting.

In this process, the memories of the water step obtained from the original master, the martial arts master, little by little, turned into his own comprehension, and burned into his heart and body.

At a certain moment, Meng Zhoufu was so happy that the softest water surface really held him up, allowing him to run on the river, with his feet only below the knees and not in the water.

He looked intently at the portrait icon in his field of vision again, and sure enough, there were multiple flashing red dots in the upper right corner.

Meng Zhou was happy in his heart: "It's done!" ”

But because of his distraction, the support given to him by the water surface quickly disappeared, and the whole person was trapped in the river, and when he came ashore, his whole body was wet.

After going ashore, Meng Zhou clicked on the portrait icon for the first time.

[Name: Meng Zhou]

[Lifespan: 51/52 years old]

[Condition: Weak]

[Realm: Qi Cultivation Layer: 1/100]

[Exercise: Introduction to Water Cultivation: 5/50]

[Skill: Degree Water Walk in the Door: 1/10]

Compared with before, personal information is significantly different, and there is more information about "skills: water to walk through the door".

Meng Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, excited and happy.

He jumped directly into the river and trotted on this section of the river by relying on the entry-level water steps.

During this period, Meng Zhou always maintained a cohesive mind and did not make any more mistakes.

In this small step, he can clearly feel that his comprehension of Du Shuibu is getting deeper and deeper, he can run more calmly, and finally, he can even be appropriately distracted while running.

Meng Zhou found that every quarter of an hour or so that passed, Du Shuibu's experience value would be +1, even with his current rather weak physique, he only rested once in the middle, and his mastery of Du Shuibu reached a new level.

There has also been a new change in the personal information of the skill, [the beginning of the water step: 0/20]

The changes brought about by the progress of the water step are very obvious.

At the entry level, he had to submerge himself in the water below his knees, and every time he walked forward, it was quite physically demanding, far more physical than running on the shore.

And, in addition to staying focused, he had to run on the water at trotting speed to be able to keep walking on the water.

But now, the water surface gives him more support, and the waterline has moved to nearly ten centimeters below his knees, and he only needs to jog in small steps and put in five or six points of concentration to always maintain this state.

This allowed him to maintain his fitness better, gaining +1 experience per moment and +4 experience per hour, but he only took two breaks in the middle of the game, and his mastery of the water step was one step further.

[Degree water step small cheng: 0/40].

In less than a day, a martial art that was not too superficial had been improved many times in a row, and Meng Zhou was also happy in his heart.

"It seems that for cultivators, martial arts are a piece of cake.

What's more, the martial arts talent of this body is already excellent, and there is also the memory of a martial arts master. ”

However, Meng Zhou did not continue and walked towards the shore. At this moment, the waterline has receded to the middle of his calf.

Although he really wanted to save up a little more experience, it was already afternoon, and the "third child" who came to the door in the morning might come back anytime and anywhere.

If you let them see it, wouldn't it be a plain thing to tell them, "I have a problem"?

What's more, after tossing for so long, he was already hungry, and his already weak body was already a little unable to hold on.

After returning to the house, closing the courtyard door, Meng Zhou first went to the bedroom to change into clean clothes. Then I went to the kitchen, and when I saw that the ingredients were ready, I started to cook on the fire.

While adding firewood to the stove, he shook his head and laughed at himself: "Even the meal has to be solved by yourself, what kind of gang is this?" ”

After eating, Meng Zhou walked around the courtyard.

Because he had to wait for the "third child" and the others to return, it was impossible to go back to the meditation room to practice the water cultivation technique, but let him just wait, and he felt that it was too wasteful, and his time should not be wasted, especially for him now.

The thought in his heart turned, Meng Zhou turned around the courtyard twice, and when his eyes fell on the big stone jar next to the courtyard gate for the third time, he suddenly had inspiration in his heart.

This large stone tank is nearly one meter five high, half a tank of water is stored inside, several lotus leaves are close to the water surface, and a few long stems stretch out of the water surface, and the huge lotus leaves stretch out of the water tank, like an umbrella cover.

He plucked the lotus leaves from the tank, leaving only half a tank of clean water.

He tied the hem of his robe, pulled up his trouser legs, kicked off the shoes on his feet, and jumped into the tank.

From the moment your feet touch the water, a soft support comes from the water.

But his body was still slowly sinking, and just when the waterline was not in the middle of his calf, he suddenly lifted and fell again, his legs alternately rising and falling, as if he was raising his legs in place.

His body no longer sinks, and there is a balance between his weight and the strength of the water.

Looking outside the courtyard, half of his head was just beyond the height of the courtyard wall, and the entire river was in sight, and he could find any movement at the first time.

And the people on the river, it is difficult to find him behind the courtyard wall.

"It's just right."

Thinking so, Meng Zhou continued to cultivate in this water tank.

The sky darkened little by little, and halfway through, Meng Zhou took a break.

More than three hours have passed, the experience of the water step is +12, and the figure of the eight return boats has appeared downstream.

"I'm back."

Seeing this, Meng Zhou jumped out of the water tank with a sharp twist.