Chapter 1064: 1064
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Qingyang was worried by the river. There was a sudden movement behind him. Then two people came over. In front of him was a tall man and behind him was a rickety old man. Seeing that they are familiar with the river, it seems that they are all local people.
The man in front came to the river. He just glanced at Qingyang and didn't say anything. Then he took care of himself to prepare for crossing the river. Qingyang stood and watched quietly. He also wanted to know how the two people crossed the river without bridges and ferries.
The man took off his clothes, wrapped a stone around him and threw it to the other side of the river. Then he had a meal on his feet and began to work hard. After a few breaths, he took a sharp knife from his body and cut it directly at his neck.
Qingyang was immediately stunned. What exactly does this man want to do? Are you going to commit suicide by the river? Qingyang has been in the immortal cultivation world for so many years. I've seen more bloody scenes, but I've never seen anyone cut his neck to cross the river. What's the trouble?
The man's knife was very sharp, and his head fell to the ground in the twinkling of an eye. However, the bloody scene imagined by Qingyang did not appear, and there was not even a trace of blood in the wound. It seemed that it was not a head but a piece of wood that had been cut down just now.
What's more surprising is that the man didn't die, and his two hands could continue to move. After cutting off his head, he cut off his two legs from his trunk one after another. Just like before, there was no blood, and I don't know what secret skill he practiced.
After that, the man's two arms were not idle. He first took the head above his head for several rounds and threw it across the river. Then he took out a rope, tied one end to his arm and the other to his legs, and then threw his legs.
After all this, the man's upper body seemed to have used up all his potential and fell to the ground with a plop. Instead, he was thrown into the opposite legs, stood up from the ground and walked straight forward with the rope.
After walking about ten feet, the upper body tied at the other end of the rope was also pulled to the other bank of the river, and then the legs turned back to the upper body and head.
The later thing was even more amazing. The upper body pulled across the river regained his ability to move. He first found his legs and installed them in the position where he had been cut off. Then he put his head on his neck, pinched his hands on the wound, and read a spell. His legs and head immediately recovered as before, and he was still a complete man.
Everything just now seemed to have no effect on the man. He put on his clothes, put away the rope and knife, turned his head and smiled at Qingyang and continued to walk towards him.
The other party's simple smile made his neck cool in Qingyang's eyes. If he hadn't practiced immortality for many years and seen too many strange things, that scene just scared him silly. Even so, he didn't calm down for a long time. The means of crossing the river is really weird.
Seeing that the man had gone far, the old man next to him took a step forward, blinked at Qingyang, smiled and said, "are you going to cross the river, too? Can I help you?"
Looking at the old man's slightly strange smile, Qingyang touched his neck. This guy doesn't want to cut himself into pieces and throw them away, and then assemble them? He didn't have that ability, so he hurriedly said, "no, no, I'll find a way to get there myself."
The old man smiled and said, "look at the little brother, there seems to be no way to cross the river. Meeting is fate. It's also right to help. Don't refuse."
The more enthusiastic the old man was, the more Qingyang felt that the other party was ill intentioned and said, "forget it. I don't have the ability to cut myself into pieces and throw them away, and then reassemble them. It's a big deal. I'll wait here a little longer. When Taoist Mao comes back, I'll naturally have a way to cross the river."
When Qingyang finished, the old man laughed and said, "where do you want to go? Of course, it's the most convenient to cross the river by boat. I don't like the bloody technique of silly big man. Besides, the little brother is a friend of Taoist Mao, that's our friend. The old man is called old paper. I live in the same street with Taoist Mao. My friendship with him all my life will not hurt you."
The old man said that he could cross the river with a boat and knew Taoist Mao. Qingyang's heart was finally relieved, not beheading. The old man didn't make it clear at the beginning. He should be joking with himself. As long as there was a boat, Qingyang was not afraid of the tricks played by the old man. Thinking of this, Qingyang arched at the other side and said, "in that case, thank you, brother."
The old man smiled and nodded. Then he found a stone by the river and sat down. He took out a pair of scissors, a stack of paper and a bottle of paste from his arms and began to cut the paper. Qingyang couldn't help wondering. Since he wanted to cross the river by boat, shouldn't he look for a boat first? What is this old man sitting here for? Does he know when there's a boat and he'll be there in a minute?
Qingyang is the first time to come to such a place. He doesn't know what's going on here. Since the old man said he had a boat, he probably wasn't cheating himself. It's a big deal to wait with him for a while.
After that, the old man didn't say a word. He concentrated on cutting the paper. Qingyang was idle and stood aside with his hands to see what he wanted to do? Old man paper kept moving. In the twinkling of an eye, the outline of a small boat came out. Then he repaired here and there. A complete paper boat soon appeared on the ground. Qingyang wondered what the old man paper was doing?
Before Qingyang came up with a reason, the old man shouted at him, "what are you waiting for? Help me carry the boat into the river. Don't you want to cross the river?"
After listening to the words of old man paper, Qingyang was immediately surprised. Did the other party say that crossing the river by boat is taking this paper boat? This paper is thin and crisp. It will break when you poke it with your fingers, let alone carry people. As long as you put it into the water, it will turn into a pile of mud in an instant. How can you cross the river?
It seemed that Qingyang felt his suspicious eyes. The old man smiled at him, but did not explain the reason, but continued to pull him to help. Qingyang was helpless. He could only carry the paper boat on the ground into the river with the old man. We should see how the old man crossed the river with the paper boat.
The paper boat was put in the river. There was no wet water, but it really floated on the river like a boat. It was amazing. However, Qingyang was soon relieved. These means are rare in the eyes of ordinary people. They are nothing to the immortal. If they are still strong, they can be used by more strange means.
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Qingyang was worried by the river. There was a sudden movement behind him. Then two people came over. In front of him was a tall man and behind him was a rickety old man. Seeing that they are familiar with the river, it seems that they are all local people.
The man in front came to the river. He just glanced at Qingyang and didn't say anything. Then he took care of himself to prepare for crossing the river. Qingyang stood and watched quietly. He also wanted to know how the two people crossed the river without bridges and ferries.
The man took off his clothes, wrapped a stone around him and threw it to the other side of the river. Then he had a meal on his feet and began to work hard. After a few breaths, he took a sharp knife from his body and cut it directly at his neck.
Qingyang was immediately stunned. What exactly does this man want to do? Are you going to commit suicide by the river? Qingyang has been in the immortal cultivation world for so many years. I've seen more bloody scenes, but I've never seen anyone cut his neck to cross the river. What's the trouble?
The man's knife was very sharp, and his head fell to the ground in the twinkling of an eye. However, the bloody scene imagined by Qingyang did not appear, and there was not even a trace of blood in the wound. It seemed that it was not a head but a piece of wood that had been cut down just now.
What's more surprising is that the man didn't die, and his two hands could continue to move. After cutting off his head, he cut off his two legs from his trunk one after another. Just like before, there was no blood, and I don't know what secret skill he practiced.
After that, the man's two arms were not idle. He first took the head above his head for several rounds and threw it across the river. Then he took out a rope, tied one end to his arm and the other to his legs, and then threw his legs.
After all this, the man's upper body seemed to have used up all his potential and fell to the ground with a plop. Instead, he was thrown into the opposite legs, stood up from the ground and walked straight forward with the rope.
After walking about ten feet, the upper body tied at the other end of the rope was also pulled to the other bank of the river, and then the legs turned back to the upper body and head.
The later thing was even more amazing. The upper body pulled across the river regained his ability to move. He first found his legs and installed them in the position where he had been cut off. Then he put his head on his neck, pinched his hands on the wound, and read a spell. His legs and head immediately recovered as before, and he was still a complete man.
Everything just now seemed to have no effect on the man. He put on his clothes, put away the rope and knife, turned his head and smiled at Qingyang and continued to walk towards him.
The other party's simple smile made his neck cool in Qingyang's eyes. If he hadn't practiced immortality for many years and seen too many strange things, that scene just scared him silly. Even so, he didn't calm down for a long time. The means of crossing the river is really weird.
Seeing that the man had gone far, the old man next to him took a step forward, blinked at Qingyang, smiled and said, "are you going to cross the river, too? Can I help you?"
Looking at the old man's slightly strange smile, Qingyang touched his neck. This guy doesn't want to cut himself into pieces and throw them away, and then assemble them? He didn't have that ability, so he hurriedly said, "no, no, I'll find a way to get there myself."
The old man smiled and said, "look at the little brother, there seems to be no way to cross the river. Meeting is fate. It's also right to help. Don't refuse."
The more enthusiastic the old man was, the more Qingyang felt that the other party was ill intentioned and said, "forget it. I don't have the ability to cut myself into pieces and throw them away, and then reassemble them. It's a big deal. I'll wait here a little longer. When Taoist Mao comes back, I'll naturally have a way to cross the river."
When Qingyang finished, the old man laughed and said, "where do you want to go? Of course, it's the most convenient to cross the river by boat. I don't like the bloody technique of silly big man. Besides, the little brother is a friend of Taoist Mao, that's our friend. The old man is called old paper. I live in the same street with Taoist Mao. My friendship with him all my life will not hurt you."
The old man said that he could cross the river with a boat and knew Taoist Mao. Qingyang's heart was finally relieved, not beheading. The old man didn't make it clear at the beginning. He should be joking with himself. As long as there was a boat, Qingyang was not afraid of the tricks played by the old man. Thinking of this, Qingyang arched at the other side and said, "in that case, thank you, brother."
The old man smiled and nodded. Then he found a stone by the river and sat down. He took out a pair of scissors, a stack of paper and a bottle of paste from his arms and began to cut the paper. Qingyang couldn't help wondering. Since he wanted to cross the river by boat, shouldn't he look for a boat first? What is this old man sitting here for? Does he know when there's a boat and he'll be there in a minute?
Qingyang is the first time to come to such a place. He doesn't know what's going on here. Since the old man said he had a boat, he probably wasn't cheating himself. It's a big deal to wait with him for a while.
After that, the old man didn't say a word. He concentrated on cutting the paper. Qingyang was idle and stood aside with his hands to see what he wanted to do? Old man paper kept moving. In the twinkling of an eye, the outline of a small boat came out. Then he repaired here and there. A complete paper boat soon appeared on the ground. Qingyang wondered what the old man paper was doing?
Before Qingyang came up with a reason, the old man shouted at him, "what are you waiting for? Help me carry the boat into the river. Don't you want to cross the river?"
After listening to the words of old man paper, Qingyang was immediately surprised. Did the other party say that crossing the river by boat is taking this paper boat? This paper is thin and crisp. It will break when you poke it with your fingers, let alone carry people. As long as you put it into the water, it will turn into a pile of mud in an instant. How can you cross the river?
It seemed that Qingyang felt his suspicious eyes. The old man smiled at him, but did not explain the reason, but continued to pull him to help. Qingyang was helpless. He could only carry the paper boat on the ground into the river with the old man. We should see how the old man crossed the river with the paper boat.
The paper boat was put in the river. There was no wet water, but it really floated on the river like a boat. It was amazing. However, Qingyang was soon relieved. These means are rare in the eyes of ordinary people. They are nothing to the immortal. If they are still strong, they can be used by more strange means.
Qingyang was worried by the river. There was a sudden movement behind him. Then two people came over. In front of him was a tall man and behind him was a rickety old man. Seeing that they are familiar with the river, it seems that they are all local people.The man in front came to the river. He just glanced at Qingyang and didn't say anything. Then he took care of himself to prepare for crossing the river. Qingyang stood and watched quietly. He also wanted to know how the two people crossed the river without bridges and ferries.The man took off his clothes, wrapped a stone around him and threw it to the other side of the river. Then he had a meal on his feet and began to work hard. After a few breaths, he took a sharp knife from his body and cut it directly at his neck.Qingyang was immediately stunned. What exactly does this man want to do? Are you going to commit suicide by the river? Qingyang has been in the immortal cultivation world for so many years. I've seen more bloody scenes, but I've never seen anyone cut his neck to cross the river. What's the trouble?The man's knife was very sharp, and his head fell to the ground in the twinkling of an eye. However, the bloody scene imagined by Qingyang did not appear, and there was not even a trace of blood in the wound. It seemed that it was not a head but a piece of wood that had been cut down just now.What's more surprising is that the man didn't die, and his two hands could continue to move. After cutting off his head, he cut off his two legs from his trunk one after another. Just like before, there was no blood, and I don't know what secret skill he practiced.After that, the man's two arms were not idle. He first took the head above his head for several rounds and threw it across the river. Then he took out a rope, tied one end to his arm and the other to his legs, and then threw his legs.After all this, the man's upper body seemed to have used up all his potential and fell to the ground with a plop. Instead, he was thrown into the opposite legs, stood up from the ground and walked straight forward with the rope.After walking about ten feet, the upper body tied at the other end of the rope was also pulled to the other bank of the river, and then the legs turned back to the upper body and head.The later thing was even more amazing. The upper body pulled across the river regained his ability to move. He first found his legs and installed them in the position where he had been cut off. Then he put his head on his neck, pinched his hands on the wound, and read a spell. His legs and head immediately recovered as before, and he was still a complete man.Everything just now seemed to have no effect on the man. He put on his clothes, put away the rope and knife, turned his head and smiled at Qingyang and continued to walk towards him.The other party's simple smile made his neck cool in Qingyang's eyes. If he hadn't practiced immortality for many years and seen too many strange things, that scene just scared him silly. Even so, he didn't calm down for a long time. The means of crossing the river is really weird.Seeing that the man had gone far, the old man next to him took a step forward, blinked at Qingyang, smiled and said, "are you going to cross the river, too? Can I help you?"Looking at the old man's slightly strange smile, Qingyang touched his neck. This guy doesn't want to cut himself into pieces and throw them away, and then assemble them? He didn't have that ability, so he hurriedly said, "no, no, I'll find a way to get there myself."The old man smiled and said, "look at the little brother, there seems to be no way to cross the river. Meeting is fate. It's also right to help. Don't refuse."The more enthusiastic the old man was, the more Qingyang felt that the other party was ill intentioned and said, "forget it. I don't have the ability to cut myself into pieces and throw them away, and then reassemble them. It's a big deal. I'll wait here a little longer. When Taoist Mao comes back, I'll naturally have a way to cross the river."When Qingyang finished, the old man laughed and said, "where do you want to go? Of course, it's the most convenient to cross the river by boat. I don't like the bloody technique of silly big man. Besides, the little brother is a friend of Taoist Mao, that's our friend. The old man is called old paper. I live in the same street with Taoist Mao. My friendship with him all my life will not hurt you."The old man said that he could cross the river with a boat and knew Taoist Mao. Qingyang's heart was finally relieved, not beheading. The old man didn't make it clear at the beginning. He should be joking with himself. As long as there was a boat, Qingyang was not afraid of the tricks played by the old man. Thinking of this, Qingyang arched at the other side and said, "in that case, thank you, brother."The old man smiled and nodded. Then he found a stone by the river and sat down. He took out a pair of scissors, a stack of paper and a bottle of paste from his arms and began to cut the paper. Qingyang couldn't help wondering. Since he wanted to cross the river by boat, shouldn't he look for a boat first? What is this old man sitting here for? Does he know when there's a boat and he'll be there in a minute?Qingyang is the first time to come to such a place. He doesn't know what's going on here. Since the old man said he had a boat, he probably wasn't cheating himself. It's a big deal to wait with him for a while.After that, the old man didn't say a word. He concentrated on cutting the paper. Qingyang was idle and stood aside with his hands to see what he wanted to do? Old man paper kept moving. In the twinkling of an eye, the outline of a small boat came out. Then he repaired here and there. A complete paper boat soon appeared on the ground. Qingyang wondered what the old man paper was doing?Before Qingyang came up with a reason, the old man shouted at him, "what are you waiting for? Help me carry the boat into the river. Don't you want to cross the river?"After listening to the words of old man paper, Qingyang was immediately surprised. Did the other party say that crossing the river by boat is taking this paper boat? This paper is thin and crisp. It will break when you poke it with your fingers, let alone carry people. As long as you put it into the water, it will turn into a pile of mud in an instant. How can you cross the river?It seemed that Qingyang felt his suspicious eyes. The old man smiled at him, but did not explain the reason, but continued to pull him to help. Qingyang was helpless. He could only carry the paper boat on the ground into the river with the old man. We should see how the old man crossed the river with the paper boat.The paper boat was put in the river. There was no wet water, but it really floated on the river like a boat. It was amazing. However, Qingyang was soon relieved. These means are rare in the eyes of ordinary people. They are nothing to the immortal. If they are still strong, they can be used by more strange means.
