Dragon's Passage Through Water, Heaven and Earth Change Color!

Nothing more was said that night.

The next day, early morning.

Wen Caishang practiced martial arts internally to slow down the depletion of her energy. Li Xian, in his spare time, still had plenty of leisure time. He ran to the small river by the town to watch the children playing in the water.

Pick up a pebble from the riverbank and flick it forcefully. Dozens of stones skip across the water, a truly spectacular sight.

Suddenly, fish and shrimp in the river all rushed towards the river.

Li Xian picked up a large carp, its entire body golden with two golden whiskers beside its mouth, and thought to himself with wonder, "This fish is quite extraordinary. I wonder if it's a swift swimmer or one that fled in fright."

The momentum of the current was already building. The river was surging rapidly.

Suddenly, a man in a blue robe appeared, leading a horse out of the town. He was followed by more than ten people.

"Senior Li." Upon seeing an acquaintance, Li Xian immediately rushed over.

Li Bohou was taken aback and said, "Young Brother Li, you've come too?"

"The raging dragon is moving through the water; the harbingers of its doom are imminent."

"If you wanted to save this child, you should have used your Jade Luo Palm strike against the river to push me to the bank."

"The rain was not only light, but also carried an inexplicable force. If you wanted to see beyond the mountains and rivers and witness this scene, you would be filled with ambition and aspirations, as if you were a dragon, as if you were about to ride the water!" Li Xian clenched his fists, full of Intent-Qi.

"Please keep this a secret, Master Zeng," Li Bohou said with a slight smile as he poured tea for you.

The boat was not luxurious; it was made entirely of "River-Turning Wood." It was built by an unknown Boat Guild in Yunan Circuit and was called the Dragon-Riding Ship.

The Python Flood Dragon were moving through the water, their momentum already like a rainbow.

The tea's aroma lingered on the palate, both mellow and refreshing. Zeng Tai'an smiled and said, "Madam, your taste is far superior."

January eighty.

Seeing that the water in the pool was gradually becoming clear, and that all the fish, beasts, and snakes outside had fled, the old dragon turned over and stirred up the water.

For a dragon to move through water is to defy the will of Heaven.

Cao Tai'an said, "Bad." He bowed deeply, showing perfect manners. That very day, he prepared a boat and sailed away down the Benhua River.

Back in the house.

[Surface height + 1]

The heroes on board were mostly gone, now only able to watch the river from the deck.

Zeng Tai'an held the bottom of the cup with his fingers and swirled it around. The tea rippled and released a fragrant aroma. He blew on it heavily, and a seven-colored halo appeared.

Li Xian River-Sinking Sword and plunged it into the river. The sharp blade sliced through seven carp. I followed suit, using the Water Manipulation to stir the surface and smear the fish flesh. With the sword's properties, I felt as if I were on flat ground; even in the river, there was no place to stand. I gathered my strength and landed on the opposite bank.

Whatever waves surge and crash within, you remain unperturbed. Li Xian sits opposite you; the cabin is cramped, yet there's a place to practice martial arts. Though my knowledge is limited, my demeanor is far inferior to yours.

"Where is Miss Haitang?" Li Xian asked.

Li Xian pondered to himself, "Madam once said that if I, the Waning Sun Blood-Draining Sword, achieved a certain level of skill, she would bring me here to broaden my horizons. I'm afraid Madam might need my help in some way."

I was also amazed by the scene today.

Li Xian remained calm, seeking his own path.

[Hearing the thunder of heaven and earth, the unfamiliarity with the Heavenly Thunder Finger skill increases by 16.]

The helmsman of the Dragon-Riding Ship, "Li Qianfan," was a minor official on the Boat Guild. Seeing the river suddenly rise this way, and sensing a whiff of something, I whispered, "You little rascals, let's set sail!"

July 1st.

The heroes were excited, and with the journey about to begin, they held a banquet, made friends from all over the country, and recounted their own exploits.

In the waterway connecting Old Dragon Pool and Benhua River, a green dragon's body thrashed and surged, its enormous form rising and falling as it rushed from the river into the lake.

He lacked composure.

[Surface height + 1]

A strange sound, resembling a cow's moo, a snake's hiss, and a dragon's roar, rang out. The old dragon gathered its strength and roared angrily towards the sky. Long Jianxing opened his eyes, walked to the window, gazed at the white, dark pool, and said, "A dragon traversing water is indeed a rare sight."

No one shouted from the opposite bank, their cries were shrill. Looking closely, the river flowed gently, and fish and beasts darted about. The strange change came suddenly. The children playing in the river, who were catching fish high above their heads, found themselves increasingly excited as they tried to catch them.

Li Xian's palm was firm and powerful. A vortex of energy lingered for a long time. "My lady told you that the Jade Luo Palm is extremely perfect, with very few flaws. This day's battle with the Cauldron-Back Freak inspired you, perhaps you can... make the Jade Luo Palm less surprising?"

Suddenly, a cry of surprise was heard.

Zeng Tai'an said, "Madam, the seating has been changed. In that case, you may take your leave now."

The Sighing Sun Scholar Qi Kaiyan and said, "The Yangtze River has washed away all heroes; who now laughs at the past and present?"

Another day has passed.

Most of the martial arts practitioners who had joined the Dragon Jianghu had left, leaving Li Xian happy to have some peace and quiet. In addition to practicing martial arts, he could also enjoy the surrounding scenery.

The two could avoid several problems by secretly exchanging partners.

In that instant, the winds and clouds shifted, and the water transport ended!

I was right.

Li Xian grabbed the boy and flung him toward the grassy bank. The boy flew off and landed hard. He had narrowly escaped death and was now in a daze. Long Jian's momentum had waned, and his body suddenly sank, about to fall into the water. The key to this powerful attack lies in the word "heavy." It uses momentum to rise heavily and fall heavily.

Long Jian's chest trembled, his body went numb, as if no electric arcs were flowing through him. "Your martial arts are of poor quality, but very practical. The Heavenly Thunder Finger, when used in thunderstorms, generates vibrations from the thunder, causing a resonance in the chest, but it does little to benefit the body."

The thunder roared without ceasing for a moment, and the rain gradually subsided. As far as the eye could see, everything was a vast expanse of white. The gentle downpour made everything look up.

The man and woman, holding the child, later thanked him. Li Xian smiled and comforted them before walking away. Although he had acted with ill intentions in saving people, it was also for the results of his experiment.

Li Xian was awestruck by what he saw, suddenly feeling the immense, the Unseen power of heaven and earth, which filled him with fear. But in an instant, a surge of heroic spirit arose within him, and he thought, "If you were this Python Flood Dragon, you would rather die than not venture into the water. To fight against heaven is an endless source of joy. Is it that heaven is allowed to suppress you, or that you are allowed to defy heaven?"

All the heroes and valiant men took their seats and assumed their posts. Wen Caishang sailed along the river, fulfilling her duties. Zeng Tai'an waited patiently outside, ready to intervene if necessary.

"Afterwards, during the Multi-Story Banquet, you saw that the Prefectural City's elite could use the 'Heavy Kick' to cross the river, and very few could do so. You, however, do not possess that skill. You now understand the Heavy Kick, but by combining the 'Gentle Clearwind Leg ' and the ' Vastmist Leg,' you can also use your toes to skim across the turbulent river, taking very little step back."

Wild animals from the mountains—tigers, bears, deer, and wild boars—fled out, creating a beast tide.

Sheathed the sword.

Li Bohou said, "The Dragon-Appreciation Banquet has seats but no dishes. There are Dragon-Guard Seat, Wave-Dispatch Seat for Wave-Assistance Seat, seats for driving away the waves, Hundred-Mile Seat, Thousand-Mile Seat... I Wave-Dispatch Seat. After the water begins to flow, I will go ahead along the river to drive away the people and reduce casualties."

"I see!" Li Xian said respectfully, "That's a small matter, please take your time, Junior Li."

"Damn it!" Wen Caishang exclaimed. "Goodbye." She dismounted, looked back, hesitated, sighed softly, and rode away.

He asked, "Is Senior Li leaving?"

The big child was splashing around in the water, waving his hands downwards.

"Of course," Zeng Tai'an said.

The old dragon roared eight times, mocking the sky for being too high, the thunder for being too loud, and the rain for being too heavy. After the eight roars, lightning bolts and electric arcs swirled around it.

"Damn it, this is probably the only time in your life you'll experience a fire. All of you better be on your guard!"

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

Li Xian watched her go, thinking to himself that Wen Caishang was a learned young lady, skilled in catching criminals and thieves, and a refined gentleman. She was indeed as Li Bohou had described. However, in terms of knowledge, demeanor, strength, and background, the lady was definitely a cut above.

The rain was unusually light, Dragon Claw Town, located in a remote area, had luxurious houses that Classic of Difficult Issues such devastation. In a short time, houses collapsed and mud walls were washed away, creating a truly tragic scene.

By the time they came to their senses, it wasn't too late. They were swept away by the river, colliding with fish and beasts in a raging torrent. No matter how skilled a swimmer, there was still hope. The women and men on the bank, seeing their child's life hanging by a thread, were filled with anxiety but helpless.

The heavens were gathering their strength, and rumbling thunder echoed.

Long Jian glanced closer.

January 81st.

Two days later Zeng Tai'an, the Fortune Arrival Hamlet, arrived. My strength is lacking; if I wished, I could easily occupy the middle seat on the seventh floor. However, due to my eccentric nature, I am destined to ascend the True-Seeking Tower.

Li Xian asked, "Is the face too high?"

The palm strikes swiftly and smoothly, the Qi flowing naturally. One practice session lasts until evening, the sun sets in the west, the air is damp, as if brewing a light rain.

Li Bohou patted his horse's mane, his gear fully in place, and said, "Today is the twenty-eighth of January. As the Marquis of Qianlang, I should take the lead."

"Since Master Zeng has no urgent business and has already drunk some tea, please make yourselves at home," Li Bohou said gently.

(P. S.: The water-walking is over. Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you. Please subscribe and vote!)

Once momentum is exhausted, a new momentum must be generated. If one is in the air, with a point of leverage, how can one accumulate momentum again? If one is in water, with its soft texture, how can one accumulate momentum again?

Even today, I entered through the side door to discuss the matter of changing seats with my wife.

Li Xian broadened his horizons, visiting various weaklings in the Jianghu. Strange methods emerged one after another. But his will remained firm, though he wavered, felt envy, and was confused. He focused on what he had gained and what he had acquired, improving step by step and accumulating experience despite setbacks.

Li Bohou said solemnly, "The dragon viewing is a major event, why would I bring her to join in the fun? I just didn't expect that... Wen Caishang would bring you along too."

Li Xian broke the umbrella and escorted Li Bohou back to his room. Li Bohou sat with his legs apart, a long sword placed horizontally beneath his knees. His long hair flowed freely, and his white clothes were as white as snow.

"Send Lang Xianhou?" Li Xian asked.

After days of erosion, landslides occurred, and rivers swelled... it was as if the world was being destroyed. By then, forty percent of the heroes in True-Seeking Tower had perished. The common people sought refuge in the tower, and an old man remarked, "Oh dear, the rain is unusually light. That old dragon outside the mountain is about to unleash a flood!"

Li Bohou nodded, and Li Xian, holding an umbrella, walked to the side of the Benhua River. He saw that the river was calm and clear, its surging power unprecedented. Li Xian pondered, "With waves crashing against the sky, even if you didn't have the River-Sinking Sword, you'd probably be swallowed up in an instant."

As the rain poured down, a huge rock rolled up the mountain and crashed into the Old Dragon Pool with a loud thud.

Cai Qiuzhou said, "Junior Wen, the boat for the Benhua River is already prepared. Please disembark, as Junior Long may be at risk of being swept away by the current."

The fields were flooded...

The water is about to flow.

Naturally, Heaven was enraged.

"And there's more," Li Bohou said, "It's waiting, gathering momentum. As the saying goes, 'One effort is enough, a second weakens, and the eighth exhausts.' The gathering momentum shouldn't be too long or too short; the last eight days are just the right time for it to fizzle out."

Li Xian chased after him along the river. I know heavy kung fu, but there are very few fish and beasts in the river. I can use footsteps. I immediately used the "Vast Breeze" property to head straight for the river.

It was already late afternoon when the fire started.

The old dragon gathered its strength and roared again. It sounded even more like a dragon's howl, and its roar carried far and wide.

The boatmen snapped the anchor cables and hoisted the sails.

Li Bohou said, "That tea was brought by the One Accord Manor. I will drink their tea next time I visit your manor. Then it will be Master Zeng's turn to taste your tea."

The Python Flood Dragon must not have the power to River-Turner, nor the intention to defy the heavens. If it does not tremble in the face of thunder and lightning, it will be difficult to succeed. Therefore, it must mock the heavens, cut off its own path, break the cauldron and make the boat, and embolden itself.

Zeng Tai'an was originally assigned the "Dragon-Guard Seat," meaning to ride a small boat and follow the dragon on the water. Li Bohou, on the other hand, was assigned the "Ten Thousand Seat," meaning to sit by the riverbank ten thousand miles away and wait for the dragon to pass by before offering assistance.

At the same time, Long Jianxing closed his eyes to rest and said, "They've arrived."

That noon, a light drizzle began, almost like a downpour. The wind howled and the rain raged, and looking into the distance, the rain blanketed the vast expanse, as if the sky were pressing down on us.

Therefore, those with exceptional skill can easily leap across a low building of several tens of feet in a single bound, as heavy as a bird. However, leaping out of the water and then walking on it becomes extremely difficult, requiring even lower skill. It is like a bird or beast that has fallen into the water, its feathers wet, how can it take off again?

Long Jianxing closed his eyes to rest and concentrate his mind. He then focused his attention on other matters.