The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 1853: The Ceremony of Bowing

Feng Jiuxiao removed a piece of wood from the fishing boat, weighed it, and felt that the texture was not too bad, not so rotten that it would break or drop sawdust at the slightest touch, so he removed dozens of wooden planks.

Each plank was about 20 feet long. He broke it into small pieces of wood about a foot long. In a short time, he broke a large pile of them, probably about a hundred pieces, and threw them into the lake. Just like a child skipping stones, but he used a tossing posture, gently tossing from the inside to the outside, and the small planks flew into the lake while spinning, and then landed lightly on the lake surface, stirring up a small ripple.

The first piece of wood was about ten feet away from the shore, the second piece was about twenty feet away from the shore, and so on, the farther they were thrown, the farther they were thrown.

Du Ruhui's eyes were wide open!

Isn't the deputy envoy's strength too terrifying? With a light swing, he threw it dozens of feet away! The wooden board flew towards the depth of the lake as if it had wings. The further the board flew, the farther it flew. But the deputy envoy seemed to be calm and didn't use any extra strength! One piece, one piece, and another... What a leisurely way, is this just for fun?

Du Ruhui asked Zeng Yong, "Master Zeng, what is the deputy envoy doing?" Suddenly, he found that the sinister look on the man's face was gone, as if it had never been there. It was really weird!

Zeng Yong said calmly, "Build a floating bridge."

Du Ruhui looked puzzled: "Paving a floating bridge? What does that mean?"

Zeng Yong said: "You see, there is no way to go on this water surface, but if we go straight ahead from here and put a wooden board every ten feet, wouldn't it be like building a floating bridge?"

Du Ruhui murmured, "The span of each step on this floating bridge is a bit too big!"

One step is ten feet, that’s really big!

Zeng Yong said: "For Jiu Xiao, a step of ten feet is nothing! He has a light skill called shrinking the earth into an inch, which means that no matter how far the distance is, he can cross it in one step! Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but that's the meaning!"

Du Ruhui nodded repeatedly.

When he looked at each wooden board floating on the lake again, it was different from before. Just now, those wooden boards were like stones that the deputy envoy played with, used for skipping on the water, but now, in his eyes, there suddenly appeared a floating bridge extending into the distance, a floating bridge leading to the other side of victory!

From childish to great!

The Deputy Envoy is truly a man of extraordinary talent, unrivaled in the world!

Big Wolf next to him frowned and said, "With his lightness skills, is there any need to add unnecessary details?" Du Ruhui was immediately shocked. Is he planning to stab the deputy envoy in the back?

Big Wolf knew that Feng Jiuxiao's Qinggong was almost the best in the world. Shrinking the ground into an inch was a unique skill in the martial arts world, far more advanced than "dragonfly skimming the water" and "walking on the snow without leaving a trace". So why didn't he just perform "dragonfly skimming the water" on the water? Why did he have to use these rotten woods? Big Wolf really couldn't figure it out!

After Big Wolf's reminder, Zeng Yong seemed to come to his senses. "Yes! He is walking on the water as if it were flat ground. Why bother to build a floating bridge? What's the point?"

Pang Shiwu interrupted, "My eldest brother never likes to waste energy. To put it nicely, he likes to rely on external forces. To put it bluntly, he is just lazy!" Du Ruhui's mouth twitched. This is another example of stabbing someone in the back!

Zeng Yong smiled and said, "What Shiwu said might be right. Jiuxiao cannot be said to be lazy, he can only be said to be a 'thief'! This guy would not exert any effort if he can avoid it, and would use as little strength as possible! He is very cunning!" Du Ruhui had a black face, the Stabbing Knife Cult was getting stronger and stronger!

Big Wolf deliberately sneered: "Can you see that he is not with you two? Each of them is more mean than the other! He is not lazy or a thief, he just likes to use his brain! This is called pursuing maximum benefits!"

"What does it mean to maximize benefits?" Pang Shiwu asked, pretending to be stupid.

Big Wolf said: "I don't know how to say it, but it means to use the most time-saving, labor-saving and simple method to achieve the greatest results. This is maximizing benefits!"

“Is that the phrase you use, twice the result with half the effort?”

"No, never mind. Just treat it as this word."

"Anyway, I don't know what word you're talking about, but I guess it means getting twice the result with half the effort. But my elder brother worked so hard for so long, and it didn't seem like he got twice the result with half the effort. This preliminary work took so much effort."

The two of them were still guessing about Feng Jiuxiao's behavior, when Feng Jiuxiao kicked a shabby little fishing boat. The boat was shot into the lake like an arrow from a bow. Feng Jiuxiao took a step forward and stood on the bow like an immortal.

Although the boat was broken, it still floated on the water.

Not only can it float, it can also move.

The boat actually drifted towards the deeper parts of the lake on its own, as if there were trackers dragging it in front.

Du Ruhui was extremely shocked and couldn't help but sigh: "I guess it's because the deputy envoy used his supreme magic to hit the water surface to apply a reverse force to the boat, so that the boat can move without wind. His body doesn't move, but he can use his true energy to push the boat through the boat board. The envoy is really a god! I don't know when I can reach this level!"

"That doesn't necessarily mean he's using his true Qi to propel the boat. Your deputy envoy's current realm is far higher than you think! The boat can move, most likely because he's driving it with his mind!" Zeng Yong said lightly.

"Driven by thoughts?" Du Ruhui was shocked. "Doesn't that mean I'm in the Heavenly Man Realm? That's impossible, right?"

"You can't believe it?"

"Well, there is a little bit of disbelief, which is really hard to understand."

"Then don't understand."

"..."

At this time, the sky is clear, white clouds are floating, and in the distance the green mountains are rolling, which contrast with the shadows of the mountains reflected in the clear water, making the landscape look like a picturesque picture.

But who could have imagined that there would be a man-eating monster beneath this pool of clear water?

Watching the fishing boats going away, Du Ruhui kept rubbing his hands, looking at Zeng Yong and then at Big Wolf. He always felt that he would be guilty if he didn't do something. But when he saw Zeng Yong and Big Wolf standing with their hands behind their backs, both of them seemed to have everything planned out, he seemed to feel relieved a lot.

He looked at Pang Shiwu again. The young man with two swords hanging from his waist was standing on a rotten boat, looking into the distance, keeping an eye on the deputy envoy. Du Ruhui knew that this young man in black was the deputy envoy's childhood friend, and his martial arts were also very powerful. In the battle of Jingyang in the past, this young man Pang killed countless skeleton soldiers and zombie soldiers of the Demon Sect!

He looks like he's eager to try!

The rotten boat in the lake was getting farther and farther away from the shore, and the figure of the deputy envoy was getting smaller and smaller.

Calm and calm.

Big Wolf said, "Could the monster be hiding?"

Zeng Yong said: "Why is it hiding?"

"Won't the murderous aura from Master Feng scare it?"

"That thing has never seen Jiuxiao's power, so how could it be afraid? The donkey from Guizhou, seeing a tiger for the first time, was so angry that it dared to kick it! I guess the first thing the monster did when it saw another person on the lake was to eat him!"

"It would be nice if it dared to show up. At least we know what it is!"

Feng Jiuxiao used his mind to drive the rotten boat forward on the lake, while sensing various movements in the lake water under his feet.

At this time, it was more than a hundred feet away from the shore.

Feng Jiuxiao estimated that the deepest part of Cuiyue Lake was more than 100 feet! He had read a book called "Records of Lakes" in the study of the second son of Qi, the author was unknown. It recorded the depth ranking of lakes in various parts of the world. The deepest was Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain, Liaodong, which was written as more than 600 feet, and the second deepest seemed to be Ma Lake, which was about 570 feet!

Feng Jiuxiao couldn't imagine how the author measured the depth of the lake, but he believed in the wisdom of the ancients. Many ancient books before the Qin Dynasty included astronomy, geography, and mathematics. Feng Jiuxiao was just not interested and just took a quick look, but he found a lot of amazing things!

It is said that Qin Shi Huang burned books and buried scholars, so why did Confucianism become the orthodoxy? In the pre-Qin period, there were "hundreds of schools of thought"!

Could it be that the Qin Emperor burned those astronomical calendars? That's not possible!

If an emperor wanted to destroy something, it must be because that thing affected his imperial power and ruling status! Otherwise, wouldn't he be bored if he just burned some books on silk and silkworm breeding?

The lake is as blue as a gem, sparkling in the sunlight, like countless tiny golden snakes dancing. In the distance, where the mountains and water meet, the blue lake and Mount Qingcheng seem to have merged into one, and the reflections of the lake are indistinguishable from each other, like an endless and beautiful painting.

Suddenly Feng Jiuxiao frowned, he found several dead fish floating on the lake in front of him!

He laughed at himself and said: If a fish dies in water, it’s definitely not because of lack of water!

He sniffed and found no other strange smell in the air except the normal fishy smell, which meant that there was no major problem with the water quality here. He also sensed that various fish were swimming around lively under his feet, which also proved that there was no problem with the water quality in this area.

Then there are several possibilities.

Poisoning. But since the water quality is fine, the possibility that these fish are poisoned is extremely small and can be ruled out.

Starvation. There are plenty of fish underwater, so starvation is unlikely.

He got closer and closer to the fish, and could see them more and more clearly. There were no scars on the fish, so it was ruled out that they were injured by other fish. In addition, if other fish attacked them, they would definitely be wiped out.

How is this going?

When he was still ten feet away from the dead fish, suddenly there were a few splashes of water two feet in front of him. It turned out that a few black fish jumped out of the water and splashed water.

Huh? There were no fish jumping out of the water along the way, but why are there fish jumping out here?

Feng Jiuxiao suddenly had an idea and imagined himself as a fisherman. Considering the problem from the fisherman's perspective, he should give up the dead fish and chase the live fish!

So Feng Jiuxiao drove the rotten boat towards the place where the splashes came from!

He stopped and began to count secretly. He had a bold hypothesis that needed to be verified! He counted for two breaths, and sure enough, a few more splashes of water appeared two meters ahead, and they were even bigger than the previous ones!

Feng Jiuxiao's mouth corners slightly curved, revealing a sneer!

Is this fish a spirit? It's actually guiding me forward!

He just estimated that the fisherman's action of casting the net would most likely take less than three breaths. He guessed that the fish must have made some movement before the fisherman cast the net, which would make the fisherman feel that the closer he went to the center of the lake, the bigger the fish would be!

The bigger the fish, the more valuable it is!

In addition to fish meat, it is said that some people specialize in collecting fish bones!

In addition to various strange-shaped fish bones worth collecting, the largest fish bones are the most worthy of collection!

The second son of the Qi family has a seven-foot-long fish skeleton, which is said to be a carp skeleton. Many people collect carp bones for good luck. There has always been a legend in China that "golden scales turn into dragons". Collecting carp skeletons can bless male offspring to succeed in their studies and pass the imperial examinations!

It is said that if a carp is over five feet long, it has the aura of a dragon, and once it is over seven feet long, it has a chance to turn into a dragon.

Of course, this is not to rule out the possibility that some fishermen asked someone to make up the rumor in order to sell the carp for a good price, but the story of the fish leaping over the dragon gate is true, so many people would rather believe it, just to feel at ease! To put it bluntly, it can be said in one sentence: pity the love of parents in the world!

Feng Jiuxiao tried his best to cooperate with the performance of those big fish and followed them all the time. At this time, he was getting closer and closer to the center of the lake, which also meant that this was the deepest place of Cuiyue Lake.

Pang Shiwu looked at Feng Jiuxiao's figure which was almost shrunk into a dot and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"It's been half an hour, why hasn't that thing come out yet?"

Big Wolf, Zeng Yong, and Du Ruhui all gathered around Pang Shiwu with serious expressions.

Big Wolf said, "It's a bit strange. Lord Du, as far as you know, in which areas did those fishermen die? In shallow waters or deep waters?"

"This... I really don't know... When these ladies reported the case, they only said that the person didn't come back, but they didn't know where the incident happened!"

"Then how did they know for sure that the person was dead? And died in the lake?"

"They said they personally sent their husbands to the boat. This is a tradition here. But when they came to pick up their husbands in the afternoon, they didn't see them. Then one of the ladies got anxious and asked her sons and nephews to help look for them. These young men went to the lake to look for them overnight, but they didn't come back until the next day!"

"Fuck, this is so weird, they all went there without coming back!"

Suddenly there was a movement behind them. Pang Shiwu and others turned around and saw five or six men in Taoist robes walking towards them.

The first one had a handsome face, long beard, and was about forty years old. He looked like a Taoist. The other Taoists were slightly younger than him, probably his fellow disciples.

They came to his side, and the Taoist leader inserted his left thumb into the base of his right hand, pinched the root joint of his right ring finger, also known as the Zi line, bent his right thumb under his left thumb, pinched the Wu line, forming a Tai Chi shape, then raised his hands to his eyebrows and bowed.

Yong was stunned!

This way of paying respect is called Jishou!

This is the most solemn etiquette of Taoism!

It means extreme respect for each other!

It is usually used in occasions such as visiting elders, ancestors or holding important ceremonies!

Pang Shiwu noticed Zeng Yong's strange expression and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yong?"

Zeng Yong said: "Do you know them?"

Pang Shiwu smiled, "Of course... I don't know him!"

Zeng Yong looked sinister: "Brother Wolf, do you know them?"

Big Wolf said, "How could I possibly know them?"

Zeng Yong immediately forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, bowed and clasped his fists: "How many Taoists know me?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "Of course!"

Zeng Yong was stunned!

Thank you Yudong for your strong support and encouragement!