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- Wearing a bamboo hat and linen clothes, this old man is the mysterious old boatman.
He was suspended in mid-air. There was no light around him, and he was not using any external objects. He was just flying in the air. He stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression as calm as usual. The lightning, thunder, wind and roaring around him had no effect on him at all.
He looked at the waterspout below.
Ren Xiaoyao and the other five people are in the waterspout, and each of them is 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 opened his big hand, and there was a long stick in his hand - the long stick was all purple and shimmering, but if you look closely, you can find that this is the punting stick that was placed on the boat before!
No wonder Ren Xiaoyao and five other people used this stick to wrestle with the red-eyed green dragon, and pulled the red-eyed green dragon out of the water without breaking the stick - it turned out to be the old boatman's weapon!
With the strength shown by the old boatman at this moment, the level of this stick as his weapon will naturally not be low.
The old boatman held a long stick in his hand. He didn't move much. He just threw it lightly and the purple long stick was thrown into the waterspout. When entering the waterspout, the long stick quickly transformed and reached tens of meters in length!
After a while, the long stick flew out from the waterspout, and on the broad stick, there were still five people lying or lying on their stomachs, none other than Ren Xiaoyao, Huo Wu, Asheng, Sangjie, and Fengshenyu. Five people, not one missing, were all rescued!
This is not over yet, I saw the old boatman moving his hands together, and balls of purple divine light burst out from his hands, rushing towards the waterspout below.
After a while, the purple light retreated from the waterspout, carrying dozens of slender beads and some hemp ropes - in the air, those purple lights wrapped the bamboo and hemp ropes, and there was a "cracking" sound. Afterwards, a intact bamboo raft appeared in the sky!
Immediately, the old boatman waved his hand towards the five unconscious people on the long purple stick, and saw a ball of purple light surrounding the five people, and they flew lightly onto the bamboo raft.
Immediately afterwards, the old boatman turned around and flew quickly along the Weishui River, pacing in the void, a thousand meters in the blink of an eye. Behind him, a bamboo raft wrapped in purple light followed closely, also flying in the air.
Having passed the ninth song of Shenlong¡¯s Nine Songs and reaching the last gentle stretch of the river, the old boatman stopped. With a gentle wave of his hand, the bamboo raft carrying five people landed on the water.
The old boatman floated down from the sky and came directly to Ren Xiaoyao.
He stared at Ren Xiaoyao for a long time, then summoned Ren Xiaoyao's Fengshuang Sword from the air, looked at it for a moment, and then put the sword back beside Ren Xiaoyao. After a long time, he murmured:
¡°The people in that place are really extraordinary.¡±
Immediately, he stretched out a finger and lightly tapped Ren Xiaoyao's forehead, and saw a faint flash of purple light, which seemed to have entered Ren Xiaoyao's body.
After doing this, the old boatman didn't stay anymore. He stepped away again in a flash and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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The bamboo raft drifted down the river for a whole day and night.
When the morning sun rose again and illuminated Ren Xiaoyao's face, he frowned slightly, as if he felt a bit dazzling. Immediately, he opened his eyes with some difficulty. Before he could look around, a spiritual brand full of awe-inspiring feeling appeared in his mind involuntarily:
"The Wei River has nine twists and turns. How can we cross the river without going through storms?"
The first thing that emerged was an unclear poem. And that voice full of majesty, although Ren Xiaoyao had never heard it before, felt familiar to it - 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 feel 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 why was he still alive now? Could it be that it was the old boatman who saved him?
With a myriad of thoughts in his mind, he quickly refocused his thoughts on that verse.
"The Wei River has nine twists and turns. How can we cross the river without a storm" Ren Xiaoyao repeated this sentence in his mind, thinking hard, but couldn't get a clue. He had no choice but to continue exploring that spiritual imprint. Fortunately, after that verse, there is still content in the spiritual imprint, which is a sentence that is easier to understand:
"Boy, there are indeed many strange things about you, and there are even some places that even I can't understand. And what's rare is that you are wise, know strategies, and know how to use strength. But I want to remind you that the real The road to becoming a strong man never tolerates many shortcuts."
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Thinking about this passage repeatedly, Ren Xiaoyao fell into deep thought.
There are indeed many strange things about him, such as that he is a reborn person, such as the "Nine Kings and One Holy Technique" technique, the Holy King's Heart, and what he has only learned recently - his unknown life experience.
Almost every one of the above can become a huge reliance on oneself, allowing oneself to do things that others cannot do. I have always made good use of these.
But as the "Old Boatman" said, the Wei River is a vast river with nine twists and turns and nine dangers. Only through storms and hardships can we cross the river. Isn't this the case with the way of cultivation? Compared with the way of cultivation, the sufferings of Shenlong Jiuqu are probably nothing!
The path of a strong man is never accomplished by relying on external forces, but by working hard step by step, with blood and strength.
The road of a strong person cannot be smooth sailing. There are some difficulties that must be faced up to. Only after overcoming them can one grow.
¡°Take the current Ren Xiaoyao as an example. He has used the devouring and tempering abilities of the Holy King¡¯s Heart many times to complete his promotion. Therefore, he is less advanced than the average person who can achieve it through steady progress and hard work. This also directly led to the fact that although he had many advantages in cultivation, his physical strength was only slightly stronger than those of people of the same realm and level, and the gap did not widen.
????????????????????????????????????????? Sometimes, when fighting opponents who are close to the same level or slightly stronger than him, Ren Xiaoyao often uses his abilities such as the star movement to directly defeat the opponent. As a result, he lost some of the head-on confrontation and thrilling life-and-death battles in the battle.
And if you want to become a truly strong person, these are all indispensable!
Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but think of a sentence said by a famous strong man in the history of Samsung Holy State: "The more things you can rely on in the early stage, the less things you can rely on in the later stage."
Isn¡¯t this what I am like now?
After careful consideration, Ren Xiaoyao made some decisions: In future training and battles, he must deliberately seek more confrontation; when facing difficulties and challenges, he must also face them head-on!
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After coming back from his thoughts, Ren Xiaoyao stretched out, his stiff muscles and bones making "crackling" sounds, and he felt extremely comfortable.
Only then did he look around and found that Huo Wu, A Sheng, Sang Jie, and Fengshen Yu were all still in a coma, and like them, he was on a bamboo raft, drifting in the Wei River.
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 now it appeared here intact! Ren Xiaoyao could tell that the bamboo raft was retied with the broken ropes and scattered bamboos - this was not an easy task!
No longer thinking about the old boatman, Ren Xiaoyao's eyes swept over the faces of the four unconscious people one by one.
Huo Wu and Ah Sheng were lying in extremely awkward positions. Ren Xiaoyao helped them straighten their bodies to make them more comfortable.
Next is Sangjie and Fengshenyu. Seeing these two guys in a deep coma, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but think: If he killed them now and then threw their bodies in the water, no one would know!
However, he changed his mind and gave up the idea. He had just decided that he would have more head-on confrontations with the enemy in the future. Fengshenyu and Sangjie were not difficult opponents, and it would not be too late to kill them head-on in the future.
At this moment, there was some movement on Sanjie's side. He hummed twice, then opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.
"ah!"
As Sanjie sat up, he yelled hastily, as if he had woken up from a nightmare. Then he took a few deep breaths and couldn't help but be a little surprised. He looked at his hands and feet in disbelief: "I'm not dead? Why am I not dead!"
Then, he saw Ren Xiaoyao, the only one who was awake, and said, "Did you save me?"
Before Ren Xiaoyao could speak, he shook his head again and said to himself: "Impossible, you don't have the strength."
He thought for a while, and then suddenly he patted his head as if enlightened, as if he wanted to understand why he was not dead.
The next person who made some noise was Ah Sheng.
He seemed to be dreaming when he was unconscious, and it was also a very intense dream.
Before he woke up, he was lying on the bamboo raft, shaking all over, and shouted in an extremely excited tone: "It's none of my business, my mother's death is none of my business!"
Next, he murmured another sentence, which sounded completely unrelated to the previous sentence: "Humph, I am not ugly, I am not ugly at all, I am so handsome!"
After saying these two words in his sleep, Asheng's dream came to an end and he woke up with his eyes open.
After waking up, he looked around. When he saw Ren Xiaoyao and Sanjie looking at him in shock, he seemed completely unaware of what he had just said in his sleep. He gave his trademark wretched smile and a sharp smile on one side of his mouth. The other corner of the mouth was raised, but the other corner of the mouth was still downward. At the same time, the eyebrows trembled strangely: "Hey, why are you all looking at me? Have you never seen such a handsome guy?"
Ren Xiaoyao also smiled and did not mention the incident of Ah Sheng talking in his sleep just now. However, in his heart, Ren Xiaoyao wrote down the two sentences that Ah Sheng said in his sleep. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be an unknown story behind his strange brother
As for Huo Wu who woke up later, her reaction was relatively simple. Her little cherry mouth kept chewing, as if she was eating some rare delicacy. Immediately, she muttered words like "little hooligan" vaguely, and woke up with a smile on her face.
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When all five people woke up, the drifting speed of the bamboo raft became slower and slower.
Ahead, a huge black thing appeared faintly in the field of vision - it was a majestic city, much more majestic than the Xingyang County City seen before.
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