Okay, you can break the river, you are a sword immortal, of course you can break the river, and it would be good for me Zhang Shaoyang to break a small ditch.

So then Zhang Shaoyang spent on this river again.

Zhang Shaoyang thought to himself that if he could really practice a famous hall one day, he must return to the river, burn two pillars of incense, and worship the river god in this river, after all, he embarked on the road of martial arts from here.

Yao Sanming used a fishing rod to break the river, Zhang Shaoyang also went to try, only to find that the thumb-thick fishing rod was long and soft in his hand, and he couldn't use force at all.

So Zhang Shaoyang replaced it with a wooden stick that took advantage of his hand, and this time the power could be used, but when he really took the wooden stick and split it, he found that the originally soft river water was as hard as the ground under the strong impact.

Zhang Shaoyang's mouth was numb with every stick split, the greater the force, the greater the rebound, in just half a day, Zhang Shaoyang couldn't stand it.

Zhang Shaoyang has always loved to ponder, seeing that this road does not work, he squatted by the river to think, recalling Yao Sanming's action and strength in splitting water, thinking about it, he noticed that it seems to be the same as throwing stones, but the two are completely different skills, throwing stones is mainly about the strength of the strength, and breaking the water is coincidentally looking for the weakness of the water.

Let's take water as an opponent and look for its weaknesses.

Zhang Shaoyang has read a lot of books, not only Confucianism, but also Taoist and Buddhist classics.

Since ancient times, Confucianism has believed that water can carry a boat and can overturn a boat, water seems soft, but once it is impacted by brute force, it is as hard as a rock.

The reason why Confucianism has been inherited for thousands of years is that the ideas they advocate are recognized by the public, and the truth that Confucianism talks about is a simple truth, and what is considered profound is a profound truth.

Zhang Shaoyang thought about it, and felt that this sentence seemed to be not only as simple as exhorting the king to pay attention to the way the monarch and the people get along, but it was applicable to all the opposite things in this world.

Thinking about it this way, this principle is quite similar to the Taoist 'goodness is like water'.

Even if he understands this truth, it doesn't seem to have any effect on Zhang Shaoyang's water splitting, for more than ten days, Zhang Shaoyang has changed countless sticks, from bamboo poles to branches to the Honghu sword in his hand, and there is no progress at all.

Yao Sanming has rarely come to the river to fish these days, Zhang Shaoyang sees him frowning every time, if he guesses correctly, it is probably because of the ink pool?

Zhang Shaoyang didn't dare to disturb, he was bent on splitting the water, this originally didn't even bother to mention the Qiushui Sword of three catties, three taels and three dollars, and was regarded by everyone as the biggest guy in Jiangling, I don't know when he started, he actually had a kind of stubbornness that did not reach his goal, and he probably didn't even realize it.

After three days of splitting like this, Zhang Shaoyang finally found a little subtle doorway, and he found that when the stick entered the water, no matter how much force he used, it would be rebounded by the water.

When the strength is small, the stick can be split into the water, and there will not be much rebound force, but it is just entering the water, and it cannot achieve the effect of splitting the water surface, and the force is great, except for the splash that can be split, the stick can't even enter the water.

And he accidentally discovered that although he couldn't split the water, when he pulled the stick out of the bottom of the water, he could cut the water for a moment.

It seems that even children can play a trick, but it made Zhang Shaoyang anxious, and his forehead sweated in a hurry, because he seemed to have grasped something terrible.

He recalled Yao Sanming's action of splitting the water over and over again in his mind, and he didn't know how many times he had passed, and there seemed to be a fairy move in front of him in front of him that Yao Sanming picked up a three-zhang fishing rod and halved the water surface with one rod.

Then he clenched the stick tightly, looked at the rushing water, slowly closed his eyes, and after about a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes and said softly, "I understand." ”

Then he walked to the river and slowly brought the stick in his hand close to the surface of the water, until he was only a few inches above the surface of the water, and his wrist burst out with force.

This strength is the strength practiced by throwing stones before, and the ingenuity of the wrists and arms is under this ingenuity, Zhang Shaoyang was surprised to find that the wooden stick did not feel a little resistance at the moment of entering the water, and it was like a sharp knife cutting into the tofu, neatly and cleanly.

The wooden stick entered the water and quickly cut underwater, and then two splashes spread out on the water surface in an instant, and the stick entered the water for half a foot, Zhang Shaoyang felt a resistance, and then he was blocked, and there was no way to split it anymore.

Although it didn't work, Zhang Shaoyang was overjoyed, and it seemed that his idea was correct.

Yao Sanming's action of splitting the water looks like it is wide open and closed, and it seems that there is an unrivaled momentum from top to bottom, and it looks naturally crisp and neat, but after Zhang Shaoyang went through his movements countless times in his mind, he found that Yao Sanming shook the fishing rod before entering the water.

With Yao Sanming's strength, this action is obviously unnecessary, not to mention such a small river, even if it is a big river and sea, he can split it with a sword, so he naturally disdains to use ingenuity, and now he really uses it, there is only one reason, to show Zhang Shaoyang.

Fortunately, Zhang Shaoyang saw it, and fortunately, Zhang Shaoyang learned the trick of stacking stones on top of the stones.

Knowing this, Zhang Shaoyang was almost moved to tears, worthy of being a sword immortal, but his mother is different!

He hurriedly tried a few more times, and sure enough, it was the moment close to the water surface, and it was possible to split the entire surface of the water, but unfortunately he could only split a depth of about one foot each time, which can't be blamed for his lack of mastery of skills, but only for his pampered since he was a child, and the strength in his hands is not enough.

However, Zhang Shaoyang was full of confidence, and he had the strength of this thing, so he split and split by the river, and for several days, he did not split the river, but he split out a few people.

A few acquaintances, to be exact.

On this day, Zhang Qingyuan rushed over with five old men, and as soon as they met, they were scolded with a scolding that scared Zhang Shaoyang, who was still splitting water by the river, half to death.

"You dog, you are bold, dare to write a letter to Lao Tzu, saying that when you grow up, you are going to wander the rivers and lakes? Lao Tzu wants to see how old you are!" Zhang Qingyuan sat on a tall horse, how majestic and majestic he wanted.

To be honest, Zhang Shaoyang has never been afraid of his father when he is so old, this is the first time.

After scolding for half an hour, Zhang Shaoyang felt that his legs were about to go numb, and the second uncle Xing who was riding on horseback squinted his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep?

"Dad, why don't you take a break?" Let's go to the front to have a sip of tea to moisten our throats, and then you continue to scold?" Zhang Shaoyang knew that he had made a mistake, and he lost his previous toughness, and asked tentatively.

"Okay, give Lao Tzu a whole glass of water first, and then scold you. Zhang Qingyuan licked his dry lips and said loudly.

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