The scenery in the sky is more beautiful than any kind of stunning color in the world. Whether it is a peerless beauty who is inking in the spring breeze and wantonly swaying her posture, or a rich lady who picks a plum blossom in the falling snow and puts it on her ear, it is better to step on the soles of the world and look at the beauty when you look at it again.

After all, all sentient beings will not be enlightened, and although all the people are enlightened, reincarnation is still there.

If there is anyone who is not in reincarnation, then Duanmu Shenjiu must be one. At the time when the rivers and lakes were at their most splendid, he achieved immortality and immortality, crossed everything in the world in one step, and cultivated to approach Da Luo Jin Xian, and truly became a half-immortal existence.

Mountains and rivers have been circulating for thousands of years, dynasties have changed for hundreds of generations, and when they open their eyes, they are like waking up from a dream, but they have not fallen into reincarnation, and they are still walking alone in a lifetime.

Duanmu Shenjiu believes that he has been in the dust for a lifetime, and he has awakened from a thousand years of sleep, and the first person he saw was Wu Hou, which was fate.

He firmly believes in the cause and effect of Buddhism, so he believes that the fate with Wu Hou has created the cause and effect between the two. Fate made the two meet, Wu Hou mistakenly entered the cave, this is the reason, accept Wu Hou as a disciple, pass on his martial arts, this is the fruit.

But for Wu Hou, Duanmu Shenjiu's acceptance of him as a disciple is the cause, and what is his own effect, he is still ignorant and ignorant and does not understand cause and effect, and he has never thought about it.

Looking at Wu Hou being carried in the night sky, Duanmu Shenjiu couldn't help but think, what would Wu Hou's fruit be? In fact, thinking about it, I really couldn't bear to see this child grow up. But most of the world's ruins are unsatisfactory, and who can avoid the rolling red dust that will inevitably go once.

Wu Hou was still smiling, looking at the bright moon and the stars in the sky, looking like a three-year-old child seeing his beloved toy.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou and said, "Apprentice, the next time you want to see the moon and stars here, you will have to come by yourself." ”

When Wu Hou, who was still in a trance, came back to his senses, Duanmu Shenjiu had already taken him back to the river. After standing firmly on the ground, Wu Hou asked, "What's the matter?" Master, won't you take me to heaven in the future?"

"No. Duanmu Shenjiu replied succinctly, looking uninterested in taking Wu Hou to the sky. In fact, he didn't want to see the difference between Wu Hou and when he was a child, the difference between everyone before and after growing up, and sadness would always be greater than joy.

"Why?" Wu Hou asked Master with a sad face.

Duanmu Shenjiu said: "No, if you want to see it in the future, cultivate hard, and one day you will definitely be able to go up by yourself." After Duanmu Shenjiu finished speaking, he added, "In the future, you must be able to go to heaven by yourself." ”

Wu Hou pouted, and said dissatisfiedly: "Then when will I be able to go up by myself, I can't even do a light jump of ten meters now, not to mention that you have more than 100 catties on your feet!" After Wu Hou finished speaking, his eyes rolled a few times, and he also added, "Master, you have been carrying more than 100 catties of things on your head, aren't you tired?"

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at the curious Wu Hou, and said lightly: "You can hold up a thousand catties of copper tripods for the teacher, do you think you will be tired?"

"A thousand catties?" Wu Hou smacked his tongue, "Seeing that your body is not as strong as mine, can you really lift a thousand catties of things? Master, don't brag..."

Indeed, Wu Hou, who is now gradually maturing in size and figure, has faintly surpassed Duanmu Shenjiu's height, plus his body has been strong since he was a child, at a glance, he is indeed more burly than Duanmu Shenjiu.

"You're a little presumptuous right now. Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou and said coldly.

Wu Hou replied with a hippie smile: "Don't dare, don't dare, apprentice don't dare." "Wu Hou is also used to the more than 100 catties of things on his feet, so when he speaks, he is afraid that Duanmu Shenjiu will give his head a look, so he takes a few steps back, naturally very, but a little slowly.

It seems that after a trip to the sky, Wu Hou's mood has improved a lot.

There was a loud and powerful sound in the distance, and it sounded like thousands of troops marching together. After Wu Hou heard the voice, he looked around the road curiously, but he didn't find anything when he looked at it. Duanmu Shenjiu said with a smile on the side: "It's coming." ”

Wu Hou looked at Duanmu Shenjiu and asked, "What's coming, Master, who are you talking about?"

Duanmu Shenjiu faced the river, pointed to the east not far away, and said with a smile: "It's it." ”

Wu Hou followed the direction of Duanmu Shenjiu's fingers, and saw that in the darkness, a white line appeared horizontally on the sparkling river surface illuminated by the moonlight, moving forward in an orderly and rapid manner under the moonlight, sweeping the entire river surface, and the sound came from there.

This is the tide of the river.

Wu Hou only understood after seeing this, and said, "It turns out that Master, you are talking about the tide, I thought who was coming..."

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at the tide, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked Wu Hou: "Wu Hou, remember to take you for a walk by the river this afternoon, where is the end of our journey?"

Wu Hou tilted his head and thought about it, and said uncertainly: "It seems that it is not far from the cross-river bridge, what's wrong?"

The tide was about to flow directly in front of the two of them, and the sound of the rattling turned into a rumbling sound into the ears of the two.

Duanmu Shenjiu suddenly grabbed Wu Hou's shoulders and ordered: "Take the knife of no return, stand at the head of the tide, from today on, you come here every day, follow the direction of the tide, all the way to the end of our walk today, while walking, practice the seventy-two knife techniques I taught you, swing it three thousand times, and cut it in front of the tide, when can you split the river into a road, when to end this practice." ”

Wu Hou opened his mouth wide, and before he could say the word "ah", he was thrown into the river by Duanmu Shenjiu, unbiased, and just landed on the tide in front of the two of them.

Without allowing Wu Hou to think too much and not giving him time to ask questions to his master, he sank into the river and was swept forward by the huge tide, without the power to resist. Choked on a few mouthfuls of water during the struggle, couldn't breathe at all, a thought flashed, Wu Hou thought, I won't drown in this river!

Out of instinct, Wu Hou clamped the knife of no return, dragged his legs that were more than 100 catties, swam up in the tide, and struggled to pluck the water with his limbs, so that his whole face could rise to the surface of the river and take a breath of fresh air.

He scolded in his heart, what kind of broken cultivation is this, you have to practice in the water, and you have added more than 100 catties of weight to yourself and more than 100 catties of burden, who can practice this? If you don't know how to swim, I'm afraid you will really drown here.

Wu Hou, who tried to swim forward, was able to catch up with the tide, so he was not washed out of balance. At this time, Duanmu Shenjiu, who was walking on the shore and following the tide, shouted, "Swim very fast, but that's not what the master told you just now." ”

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and an invisible palm force hit Wu Hou, right in the back, and Wu Hou was swimming when he was hit into the bottom of the river by this palm.

In the water, Wu Hou opened his eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, the river was not clean, his piercing eyes hurt, Wu Hou couldn't control his eyes and swam towards the river in the dark.

At this time, Duanmu Shenjiu's words rang out again, "Hold your breath and concentrate, feel the flow of true qi in the meridians, and pour it into your feet, so you can float on the surface of the river and walk." ”

When Wu Hou heard this, he inevitably slandered in his heart, "I can't easily walk on the river by myself, and now you bring me two anklets, which add up to more than a hundred catties, how can I do it!"

But thinking about it, he still struggled to swim out of the river, didn't care about anything, and it was true that he took a breath first.

After taking a breath and relieving himself, Wu Hou felt the true qi in his body according to the method Duanmu Shenjiu said, and mobilized it to his feet, but because he had taken so many poisons a few days ago, the true qi in his body was now thin and not rich, so he tried a few times but was unsuccessful.

Seeing that he was about to sink into the river again, Wu Hou was afraid that he would be choked again, so he continued to swim. While swimming, he thought that when he first saw Guan Qingyao, she was running on the water that day. If it weren't for the deep internal strength and solid true qi, then if you want to walk on the surface of the river, you have to have a faster speed than when your body sinks into the river.

Thinking of this, Wu Hou, who sank his whole body in the water, focused on his legs underneath and made a running movement, but limited by the ankle bracelets on his feet, the speed was much slower than usual, but there was still some effect, and his upper body had slowly surfaced.

But this was really too much physical strength, and after holding on for a few minutes, Wu Hou's eyes were dark, and he sank into the water again from exhaustion, this time he didn't even have the strength to swing his limbs to swim out of the water, because he fainted from exhaustion.

Wu Hou, who was unconscious, was soaked in the water, and his body was rushed forward by the tide at will, and he couldn't make any movements, and he was about to leave his body if he didn't return to the knife.

Duanmu Shenjiu on the shore saw this scene and hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether to fish the child up first. But thinking of the days when Wu Hou and the White Tiger raced in Pinghuang Mountain, in the last competition, Wu Hou was able to jump directly from the top of the mountain and climb up from the foot of the mountain by taking advantage of the strange rocks on the cliff.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Shenjiu decided to wait a few more minutes, anyway, in such a short time, there would be no drowning people, even if they drowned, it would be fine, as long as it was not long, they could be rescued. Duanmu Shenjiu, who is a master of art, has his own strength and a big heart, so he really watched the unconscious Wu Hou drift along the river, so he walked along the riverside, only watching indifferently.

Wu Hou, who was swept forward by the tide for hundreds of meters, was unconscious, as if he had really drowned, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his mouth opened weakly, allowing the river water to pour into his mouth and nose.

Wu Hou, who had entered a half-dead state, only the only trace of reason left in his mind remained, and the various organs of his body had lost the ability to mobilize. The only remaining reason tells Wu Hou that you are about to be drowned.

At this moment, Wu Hou was full of thoughts, and said in his heart, Master, you are really old and confused, I have this and you still don't come to save me....

A voice suddenly appeared in his mind, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, resounding heavily in the sea of Wu Hou's gods, and the solemnity and subtlety of the voice pulled Wu Hou, who was already dying, back to the yang world. Wu Hou, who had lost consciousness and control over his body, tightly grasped the knife of no return in his right hand, and although the knife of no return was still in the sheath at this time, it bloomed with red light and emanated through the scabbard.

Duanmu Shenjiu, who followed the tide on the shore, was about to rescue Wu Hou, but at this moment, he saw that in the water where Wu Hou was located, the red light was flourishing, and it was lit up and extinguished in the water. Immediately afterwards, Wu Hou held the non-return knife in his hand, broke through the water, and the momentum of his whole body was unstoppable, and his true qi lingered around his body and wrapped the whole person, and he was already able to stand firmly on the surface of the water.

Wu Hou laughed wildly, "Haha!

He glanced at Duanmu Shenjiu on the shore and shouted, "Master, what a knife! But you are so ruthless! You almost drowned me!"

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou standing on the water, and finally let go of his hanging heart, and stretched out his thumb to Wu Hou from afar, which was a compliment.

Then, he saw Wu Hou struggling to raise his legs on the river, jumped on the tide head that was moving rapidly, and after jumping on the tide head, he shook several times to stabilize his body, and then followed by the tide that was moving forward, and staggered away.

After walking a distance, Wu Hou looked at the river in front of him with fanatical eyes, and his body radiated an unrivaled momentum, and the knife in his hand was not returned to the sheath, and he slashed straight ahead.... Seventy-two kinds of knife techniques and three thousand styles, follow the tide all the way forward, go to the end point set by Duanmu Shenjiu, three thousand knives cut out one by one, the knife and knife in the river to make ripples, although the river has not been able to cut a road, but has been able to see the prototype.

In the days that followed, Wu Hou came to the river every night in accordance with the instructions of Duanmu Shenjiu, and when the tide passed, he jumped on the tide, and the whole person stood on the tide, followed the tide, and began to practice the knife day after day.