The drought-stricken Yunzhou finally ushered in its first heavy rain. It rained continuously for seven days, soaking the originally dry land of Yunzhou, and the Sanchuan rivers began to flow again.
When Jiang Gu regained consciousness, he was lying on the bank of Yishui River. It was raining heavily outside the land of Yique, but the dragon gate was still closed.
If the dragon gate cannot be opened, Sanchuan will eventually dry up one day.
"Although the Broken Dragon Stone has not been lifted, the drought in Yunzhou is temporarily over."
Looking for the sound, under the shade of a tree not far away, an old bald man with dark skin and a plump body was enjoying the cool air.
The fat old man's face turned red because he drank too much. He was shaking his fan and shaking his legs in the hot weather. He poured wine into his mouth from time to time to relieve the heat. He felt quite at ease.
"Old sir, may I ask how to remove the Dragon Breaking Stone?" Jiang Yan asked hurriedly.
"It's very simple, just lift it up"
"Lift it up? How is this possible?"
Jiang Yan was a little surprised. The Broken Dragon Stone was a mountain of hard rocks gathered together. It was so hard that not even Zhu Yan could do anything about it, and it was even taller than the mountain beside it. It would be impossible to lift him up.
What human power can do.
"What's impossible? If it can't be lifted, how did it block the gantry?" The old man snorted arrogantly through his nose.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan knew that the old black man must know something, so he bowed respectfully.
"Please ask the old gentleman to teach me"
"I know how to do it, but why should I teach you? However, I have two major hobbies in my life, one is greed for money, and the other is I like to listen to people's flattery. If you can satisfy me, it's not that I can't teach you!"
Forget about being greedy for money, Jiang Yan claimed that he was more greedy than him. How could it be possible for one money fan to bribe another money fan? As for flattering someone, it would be much easier.
"Old sir, you are extraordinary. From the first time I saw you, I have been impressed by your unique temperament!"
"My admiration for you is like a torrential flood, continuous and endless, and like a river overflowing, it can't be controlled."
As expected, Lao Hei showed a somewhat proud smile upon hearing this.
"People in Qingdu are good at judging people by their appearance. What do you think of my appearance?"
The smile on Jiang Yan's face was a little embarrassing. Being able to ask such a question was enough to prove how narcissistic this old guy was.
But this appearance is really not good, with a dark face, a pair of dead fish eyes, and only a handful of hair swaying in the wind on the round head. Jiang Yan is a little worried that this head will look like a dandelion, and the wind will blow.
If you blow it, everything will fall into pieces.
"Strange people have their own visions. Only naive and vulgar people will judge people by their appearance. What is truly noble is a person's temperament!"
Jiang Yan also wanted to praise him for his handsomeness without conscience, but he couldn't open his mouth. After all, a person must have a bottom line. However, in order to get the help of this old black man, Jiang Yan had no choice but to save the country.
"Temperament? Then tell me what my temperament is like."
"There are poems to praise"
"read"
"Three cups were put into the throat, and my mind was high. I was embraced by the breeze and my legs were shaking. My forehead was burning with fire, but I poured the nectar on my stomach. I opened the cellar, and the jade ice was burning. I raised my glass and drank alone in the suburbs of Yique. Who can say drunkenness before the stars allow it?
Yi Gandan invites you to the moon!"
Of course Lao Hei knows what he looks like, but this poem is unrestrained and unrestrained. This poem made Lao Hei drunk. He has never felt satisfied. Whether he is drunk or not, everyone is drunk.
“It’s really comfortable for you intellectuals to flatter you.”
"Old sir..."
"What do you call Lu Daoxuan?" Lao Hei suddenly asked.
"He is my master, but I usually call him Mr. Lu."
"Then you won't suffer any loss if you call me a black man."
"Master Hei, please teach me how to lift the Broken Dragon Stone," Jiang Yan asked cautiously.
"According to your current cultivation method, you won't be able to lift it up for the rest of your life. From now on, you have to polish your body again."
"How to polish"
"Go to Yishui and swim to the other side."
Jiang Yan took a look and saw that the Yishui was dozens of miles wide and he couldn't even see the end of it, so he confirmed it again.
"Master Hei, do you mean to 'swim' over?"
"Of course, do you want to go or not?"
Seeing the glare from the old man Hei, Jiang Yan could only dive into the water, but before he jumped into the water, the old man Hei asked again.
"Did you invent a word called dog licking?"
"Yes, the kind that pursues women without any limits, without even giving up dignity and face."
The old black man seemed to have been touched on his sore foot, and suddenly became angry.
"So much nonsense, jump in"
It was quite easy at first, backstroke, butterfly and freestyle, but soon I started to run out of energy. I forgot to raise my head and even finished one-tenth of the Yishui swim.
"Dog licking? I'll give you some extra ingredients," Lao Hei said with a sinister smile.
Jiang Yan originally wanted to swim slower to regain some strength, but the originally calm Yishui suddenly became rippled, and a big wave came and swept him underwater.
My mouth and nose were filled with water, and I almost couldn't get up when I went down hard.
But what frightened Jiang Yan was that he saw a group of fish in the water. The fish were only about a foot long, but they were in groups. When they opened their mouths, they were actually covered with sharp teeth.
These fish regarded Jiang Gu as prey, and one of them had bitten his leg, causing tearing pain in his leg.
After traces of blood drifted into the water, the smell of blood stimulated the fish to chase him like crazy.
Jiang Yan ignored his physical fatigue and unleashed his whole body's potential at the critical moment, evading pursuit at extremely fast speeds.
The scribes have various methods, and they can exert powerful power with the help of various painting spirits and spiritual gifts, but their biggest shortcoming is the physical body.
"This is the biggest weakness of you scribes. You can try to fuse the spiritual power in your body with your physical body."
"Is this okay?"
Jiang Yan was a little skeptical. He had tried to integrate the spiritual power of Qihai into his limbs before, but with little success.
"The enlightenment practices of humans and demons in Yuling Continent have their own characteristics. Humans have unique advantages in spirituality and understanding, so there are all kinds of strange enlightenments.
The sea of qi for human cultivation is located in the organs, while the life points for demon cultivation are hidden in the physical body. Without special methods, it is difficult for the spiritual energy of the viscera to merge with the physical body.
But the life point is a part of the physical body and can be integrated with a little guidance. This is why the demonic body is far more powerful than humans."
This is the first time Jiang Yan has heard about the difference between Qi Hai and life points, and Jiang Yan's personal demon cultivation method. If it is really what Lao Hei said, opening hundreds of acupuncture points is really very useful.
The life points on his hand include Shaofu, Shenmen, Taiyuan, Erjian, Shaoze, Yangchi, etc. Jiang Yan tried to release the spiritual power stored in these life points.
Soon Jiang Yan noticed something strange. The power of these life points was perfectly integrated with his arms. His arms, which were already tired, now had inexhaustible power.
With a little exertion, Jiang Yan's body was like an arrow leaving the string, his speed in the water increased several times, leaving the fish that were hunting him far behind.