? From time to time, a whirlwind blows from the mouth of the Yellow Dragon Cave, as if there is a big monster roaring inside, and this cave entrance is the mouth of this big monster, waiting for Xiong Wei to burrow into his stomach.

Xiong Wei stood at the entrance of the Huanglong Cave and looked at the dark inside, thinking: These little things are outside today, and I shouldn't be so embarrassed when I go in to fetch water.

Xiong Wei boldly walked forward, and a sober wind with the scent of medicinal herbs blew out of the cave, the wind in the cave was not as cold as the wind outside, so that Xiong Wei also had a warm feeling in his heart.

The "tick-tock" water drop filled the cup after a while, Xiong Wei stood at the entrance of the cave, when he came, it was already very difficult to hold the cup in his hand, and now he had to wave the branches and move the martial arts, and the pace could not be wrong, which made it more difficult for him.

The night wind continued to blow, blowing right from behind Xiong Wei, who stood at the entrance of the cave and stepped over to the position where the last flying squirrel was crouching.

The direction of this move is different from when it came, the first move is to make a straight move, and then move to the upper right, and then take a step forward after the upper right, and the next step is a big turn, and the angle of inclination is much larger than before, almost a right angle of 90 degrees.

This step is followed by a straight step, and finally the top left. It's the exact opposite of what I came from.

"Calm down! Xiong Wei said seriously to himself in his heart. He let out another long exhale, and stabbed a sword forward with his right hand.

The wind was blowing behind him, and the night was so strong that after he took a step, he couldn't stand steadily, and his body leaned forward subconsciously.

"Oh, yes, don't fall!" he propped himself on the ground with a branch, "Whew, it's good that the water hasn't been spilled." ”

He took his position and made a move to the upper right, and at the same time took a step forward, "Whew!" A sudden gust of wind blew and hit him the back, and he couldn't help but take another step forward.

Before he could stand firmly, the strong wind hit him the back again, like a martial arts master slapping him hard in the back nAd1 (

"Oops!" he threw himself forward. He was already holding four cups in his left hand, two of which were on top of the other two, and he held the place where the cups were connected.

He threw himself forward, and the cup naturally fell forward, and his hand slipped, and the cup between his index and middle fingers gurgled and rolled down.

"Ahh

"Oops! He hurriedly covered the mouths of the two cups with his hands, and his body fell heavily on the hard ground, "Ouch hey! all the bones in my body are broken!"

The flying squirrels squeaked, and the Condor ran to Xiong Wei's side, wiggling his furry tail and wiping his hands.

"It's okay! It's okay! I've got these little things with me. Otherwise, I'm really cold in my heart. Xiong Wei carefully climbed up with the water glass, and a large layer of skin was scratched on the palm of his hand.

He continued to walk forward, and as soon as he took a step, a majestic voice came out of the room again, "I fell, I took the wrong step again, start again!"

Xiong Wei was startled and stunned for a moment, didn't this old man sleep?

He turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Yellow Dragon Cave.

"Boy! You're going to start from the beginning, from this starting point of the little hut!"

Xiong Wei looked at the door of the hut open, and there was no one at the door. He had also been to the hut, unless he was standing at the door, it was absolutely impossible to see Xiong Wei standing in this position now.

Where is this old fellow standing? Does he have clairvoyance and ears?

Xiong's curiosity was hooked up by nAd2 (he deliberately shouted: "Got it. ”

As he spoke, he deliberately turned around and took a few steps in the direction of the Yellow Dragon Cave.

"Boy, what tricks do you want to play? ”

"Oh my God, how did he do it!" Xiong Wei wondered in his heart, he didn't reply this time, and quietly walked in the direction of the small hut.

This time he was light-footed, and when he came to the little hut, he was close to the wall, there was no candle flame in the room, it was very dark, he leaned against the wall, quietly listened to the sound inside, and slowly moved towards the door.

When he came to the door, he quietly poked his head out to see where the Dustless Dao Chief was standing.

As soon as he stuck his head out, a sword aura came out of it and hit him the head, he leaned back, the water in his hand swayed, "Oops!" he hurriedly covered his mouth.

He thought there would be some reaction in the house, and after waiting for a while, there was no reaction in the house.

Xiong Wei stood at the door, although the room was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly, he could still faintly hear it, the sound came from the direction of the bed, standing in his position, he could also see a person on the bed, at least he saw a whisk of dust next to the bed.

"Boy, what are you looking at, hurry up and practice. There was a prickly sound in the otherwise quiet room.

"Oh!" Xiong Wei replied in a low voice, turned around, and glanced back again, this old man is really divine, why is he lying on the bed, but he knows what I do?

Forget it, I don't understand it anyway. Even if he asked, he probably wouldn't say. Fortunately, there is still a glass of water in this cup, which is not in vain.

He walked to the side of the water tank and was about to fall down, when he heard the command of the dustless chief.

"Boy, you can't count the water in your cup. You have to start anew and walk through this seven-star array completely, and this water can be counted!"

Xiong Wei heard the words of the dustless Taoist, his heart was cold, when he was fetching water just now, the wind kept blowing, and the water droplets sometimes couldn't drip into the cup, and finally filled two cups of nAd3 (

One cup was spilled halfway, and now only this precious cup is left.

Xiong Wei didn't count it, the anger in his heart suddenly came up, and he just wanted to say: "Uncle Taishi, do you want to treat me?"

Before he could open his mouth, he heard the dustless Taoist chief yawn inside and said, "If you suffer hardship, you will become a master." My old man has worked hard, and some people still don't appreciate it. ”

When Xiong Wei heard this, he felt a little guilty in his heart, Wuchen Dao was getting older, although he was very difficult for himself, but he hadn't rested so late, and it was also for himself≡ how could he think of him like this?

He shook his head helplessly, drank the glass of water in his hand, and was much happier in his mood, and secretly said in his heart: "Even if I can't use it, I can't pour out the water I worked so hard to get." I'll replace wine with water, and I'll be refreshed once!"

The dustless Taoist didn't expect Xiong Wei's mentality to be so good, so free and easy, he secretly admired Xiong Wei a little more in his heart, and he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said: "Boy, you better hurry up, if you play again, it will be dawn." ”

Xiong Wei raised his head, and in the deep sky, the morning star shone brightly, and the grass also made the chirping of insects, and the wind seemed to be much lighter.

He opened his hands, exhaled deeply, and sighed: "There are many things in this world that you think in your heart, but when you do it, you may not be able to succeed. Today, I went to fetch water according to Uncle Tai's instructions, and even if I couldn't fill this big tank of water after five days, I did my best with a clear conscience!"

I don't know why, Xiong Wei's body suddenly felt filled with a mysterious power, which made him instantly let go of all his thoughts and burdens.

He said loudly, "I don't know where life comes from, and what is the fear of death!"

He said that his body felt much lighter than before, and as soon as he stepped his foot, he stepped into the position where the first flying squirrel stood, and when he tilted his body, he easily stepped into the position of the other flying squirrel.

The morning breeze blew gently, and his body seemed to follow the wind, going wherever he wanted. Holding a branch in his hand does not seem to be a branch, but a guide who guides his way.

He quickly walked through the first Seven Star Array, came to the mouth of the Yellow Dragon Cave, flew in great strides, jumped away, and came to the dripping spring.

This time, he didn't know why, but he felt that the spring water was dripping much faster than just now. In a few moments, his two cups were filled with water again.

He turned around and came to the place of the stairs, and with a big stride, he jumped directly to the top of the stairs.

Xiong Wei didn't know why, but the more he jumped, the lighter his body felt, as if he was not walking by himself, but being blown by the wind, or that he himself had become one with the mountain wind.

He quickly came to the entrance of the cave, and the wind did not change, but was still blowing from behind him.

He looked at the flying squirrel on the ground, closed his eyes, and the flying squirrel's formation was reflected in his mind, replacing the previous one reflected in his mind.

The first time he made a mistake, it was because he had traces of his previous walk in his mind, so he had to forget it completely.

After a pause, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the branch stabbed forward, and naturally continued on.

The wind was blowing, the branches were blowing with the wind, and the body was with the wind. On a whim, he said in his mouth: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown in the sea, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"

While reciting the verses of Han Gaozu, he waved the branches, which were much easier to dance with the wind than against the wind.

In an instant, he had a feeling that he was going to go with the wind, his body was much easier, and he sighed: "Back then, Zhao Feiyan, the concubine of Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty, legend has it that her body was like a wind moving lightly, like a Feiyan. I can't imagine that I, an eight-foot man today, also feel like this. ”

The more he walked, the faster he felt. "It's really that sentence, the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the top of Wudang Mountain is like the wind!"

As he walked, he suddenly felt very excited in his heart, and he took several big strides in succession, and jumped to the position where the first flying squirrel was crouching.

He also felt that it was not enjoyable, a front flip, jumped to the side of the water tank, his fingers trembled, the top two cups were thrown away, he quickly poured the water from the lower two cups into the water tank, and the palm of his hand caught it steadily, and the other two cups that fell.