OK, you cut the river, you are a sword immortal, of course you can cut the river, it would be nice if I, Zhang Shaoyang, could break a small ditch.

So Zhang Shaoyang was consuming it on this river again.

Zhang Shaoyang thought that if he could really make a name for himself one day, he would definitely go back to the riverside, burn two incense sticks, and worship the river god in the river. After all, he was from here to practice martial arts.

Yao Sanming used a fishing rod to break the river, and Zhang Shaoyang also tried it. Only then did he find that the fishing rod as thick as a thumb was long and soft in his hand, and it didn't use any force at all. It was light and fluttering on the water. Not to mention breaking the river, it would be difficult to even knock a trace on the water.

So Zhang Shaoyang changed into a more handy wooden stick, and the power was able to be used, but when he actually chopped it down with the wooden stick, he realized that the originally soft river water was as hard as the ground under the powerful impact.

Every time Zhang Shaoyang slashed, he was shocked to the point of numbness. The greater the force, the greater the rebound force. In just half a day, Zhang Shaoyang couldn't stand it.

Zhang Shaoyang has always loved to think about it. Seeing that this road was not working, he squatted by the river and thought, recalling Yao Sanming's movements and strength of chopping water. As he thought about it, he realized that it seemed that it needed skillfulness like throwing stones, but the two were completely different skillfulness. Throwing stones mainly depends on the strength, while breaking water was to find the weakness of water.

Let’s take water as an opponent and find its weaknesses.

Zhang Shaoyang has read many books, not only Confucianism, but also Taoism and Buddhist scriptures.

Since ancient times, Confucianism has believed that water can carry boats and can cover the boats. Water seems soft, but once it is impacted with brute force, it will be as hard as rocks. The so-called boats and cover the boats, in his opinion, are not just as simple as the surface meaning.

The reason why Confucianism has been passed down for thousands of years is that the ideas they advocate are recognized by the public. However, the principles discussed by Confucianism think that the simple one is the simple one, and the profound one is the profound one.

After thinking about it, Zhang Shaoyang felt that this sentence seemed not only to advise the king to pay attention to the way of getting along with the king and the people, but instead applied to all the opposite things in this world, just like this water, which is soft when it comes to soft when it comes to hard when it comes to hard, and is so unreasonable.

Thinking of this, this principle is quite similar to the Taoist "Supreme Good is Like Water".

Even though he understood this truth, it seemed to have no effect on Zhang Shaoyang's water splitting. For more than ten days, Zhang Shaoyang changed countless sticks and tried everything from bamboo poles to branches to the swan sword in his hand, without any progress.

These days, Yao Sanming rarely comes to the river to fish. Zhang Shaoyang always sees him brows deeply. If he is not wrong, it is probably because of Mo Chi.

Zhang Shaoyang didn't dare to disturb him, and he was determined to chop water. This Qiushui Sword, which was originally three pounds, three ounces, three ounces, three ounces, three ounces, three ounces, and three ounces of gold, was regarded as the biggest playboy by everyone. I don't know when, but he actually had a stubborn spirit of not giving up until he achieved his goal. He probably didn't even notice this himself.

After three more days of chopping like this, Zhang Shaoyang finally found some subtle tricks. He found that when the stick enters the water, no matter how strong the force is used, it will be rebounded by the water.

If the strength is too strong, the stick can be chopped 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. If the strength is too strong, the stick cannot even enter the water except for the splashing splashes that can be chopped.

And he accidentally discovered that although he could not split the water surface, when he pulled the stick out of the bottom of the water with force, he could cut the water surface in a moment.

The trick that even children can play made Zhang Shaoyang anxious, and his forehead was so anxious that he sweated because he seemed to have grabbed something amazing.

He recalled Yao Sanming's move of chopping water over and over again in his mind. He didn't know how many times he had passed. There seemed to be a magic move in front of him that picked up a three-meter fishing rod and picked the water surface in half with one rod.

Then he held the stick tightly, looked at the water flowing on the water, and slowly closed his eyes. After about a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes and said softly, "I understand."

Then he walked to the river and slowly approached the wooden stick in his hand until he was only a few inches away from the water surface, his wrist suddenly burst out with a force.

This force is the force that was trained by throwing stones before. The skillful force emitted by the wrists and arms was under this skillful force. Zhang Shaoyang was surprised to find that the moment the wooden stick entered the water, he did not feel any resistance, and it was like a sharp knife cutting into the tofu, neatly and clean.

The wooden stick entered the water and quickly cut it under the water. At this time, two splashes of water spread out to both sides of the water instantly. The stick entered the water for half a foot. Zhang Shaoyang felt a resistance, and then it was blocked and could no longer chop it down.

Although he did not succeed, Zhang Shaoyang was extremely happy. It seemed that his idea was correct.

Yao Sanming's movements of chopping water seemed to be wide open and closed, and it seemed to have an unmatched momentum from top to bottom, which naturally looked straightforward. However, after Zhang Shaoyang passed 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 move is obviously unnecessary. Not to mention such a small river, he can even cut it with one sword even if it is a big river and a big sea. Naturally, he disdains to use clever spirit. Now he has used it in real life, for only one reason, to show it to Zhang Shaoyang.

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

After understanding this, Zhang Shaoyang was so moved that he burst into tears. He is worthy of being a sword immortal, but his mother's different!

He tried several times quickly, and it was indeed possible to exert force when he approached the water surface, so that the entire water surface could be split. Unfortunately, he could only split a depth of about one foot each time. This cannot be blamed for not mastering the skills, but for being spoiled since he was a child and not having enough strength in his hands.

However, Zhang Shaoyang was full of confidence and had the ability to practice the power, so he slashed again and again by the river. After several days, he did not split the river, but he slashed several people.

To be precise, a few acquaintances.

On this day, Zhang Qingyuan came with five old men in a hurry. As soon as they met, they cursed and scared Zhang Shaoyang who was still chopping water by the river to death.

"You guy is so brave that you dare to write a letter to me, saying that you have grown up and are going to travel around the world? I want to see how old you have grown up!" Zhang Qingyuan sat on a tall horse, how majestic and majestic you must be.

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

After cursing for half an hour, Zhang Shaoyang felt that his legs were almost numb. Uncle Xing Er, who was riding on the horse, was squinting 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 drink a tea to moisten your throat, and then you can continue to scold?" Zhang Shaoyang knew that he had made a mistake and no longer had the toughness he had before, and asked tentatively.

"Okay, give me a whole glass of water first, and then scold you." Zhang Qingyuan licked his dry lips and said loudly.
Chapter completed!