On the fishing boat, Yang Xuan stared at the face with vertical and horizontal gullies in front of him. He didn''t know why.


    "Little fish, what''s the matter with you?" the old fisherman looked at him strangely with concern on his face.


    "Grandpa, I wonder why we should be bullied by those people." Yang Xuan opened his mouth with a young voice, but full of resentment.


    Yang Xuan was shocked because it was not his will, but his body talking on its own.


    "Alas, what can we do?" the shabby old fisherman''s face was helpless: "this world has always been like this since ancient times. The law of the jungle and pockmarked Wang are stronger than us. We can only be bullied."


    "Grandpa, am I better than pockmarked Wang, so we can not be bullied? We can bully others?" the young voice asked again.


    "If you bully others, what''s the difference with pockmarked Wang?" the old fisherman said fiercely.


    "Grandpa, I understand. I won''t bully people." the child''s voice is very young, but full of determination.


    "Well, good boy, come and drink this fish soup."


    What happened in front of him touched a long hidden memory.


    At this moment, he thought.


    The hull vibrated slightly, and then a sound sounded.


    "Old man, maybe go to sea?"


    Yang Xuan was shocked and looked up.


    Another Yang Xuan.


    At this moment, he understood everything.


    "Great Xia, you can go to sea, but wait until the rain stops." the old fisherman didn''t dare to neglect, so he quickly stood up and said nervously.


    Looking at Yang Xuan throwing out the golden leaf, the old fisherman refused to give it. Yang Xuan, who turned into Mo Xiaoyu, finally asked Zeng Jin''s own questions.


    "Uncle, are you a Wulin expert?"


    "Yes, is your name Xiaoyu?"


    "Is your martial arts high? How high?"


    "Well, maybe there''s nothing better than me in the world."


    "Can you teach me?"


    "Oh? What are you going to do after learning martial arts?"


    "I''ll beat pockmarked Wang hard."


    ……


    "Will you always insist?"


    Following a clearer and clearer memory, Mo Xiaoyu finally said that sentence.


    "I will always insist on this." the little fish said firmly without hesitation.


    At this time, Yang Xuan, who had been watching coldly, clearly felt that there was a mysterious smell in Mo Xiaoyu''s body. After rushing out of the celestial cover and turning around in the sky, he even attracted another unknown force, such as flying down, such as Hong Zhong Da LV, falling from the sky and pouring into Mo Xiaoyu''s body.


    That''s the way, heaven and earth Avenue!


    Yang Xuan was shocked and hard to add.


    At this moment, he finally clearly felt what was called Tao to the East.


    This is not the way of humanity, nor is it the way to enter the Tao, but another way, mysterious and mysterious, like something that communicates some deeper power in heaven and earth.


    What is Tao?


    Yang Xuan asked himself.


    "What''s your name?"


    "My name is mo Xiaoyu."


    "OK, Mo Xiaoyu, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"


    "I''d like to. I want to learn martial arts. I want to make rules for all the villains in the world, so that they don''t bully people and know how to behave." Mo Xiaoyu''s voice spread out in the heavy rain, accompanied by bursts of thunder.


    Boom!


    Several thunders went straight into Yang Xuan''s soul, shaking his soul.


    He seems to understand something.


    The next moment, darkness came. Yang Xuan was black and lost consciousness again.


    ……


    "Surrender or death!"


    When Yang Xuan regained consciousness again, a thunderous voice sounded, and he retreated wildly.


    The severe pain in his chest made him moan.


    The furry bear claws, like two doors, covered his chest. Yang Xuan felt a heartrending despair.


    "King Tianji, if you can let the black tiger leave safely, I black bear swear to be loyal to the king Tianji all my life and never betray."


    "What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" the voice of the heavenly king on the throne was cold and full of killing opportunities.


    "In that case, I choose to die!" the black bear stood up, his body seemed to become infinitely tall, and his voice roared in the hall.


    A wonderful smell emanated from the black bear, which seemed to affect something. In the sky that only Yang Xuan could see, a huge black virtual shadow appeared.


    That''s a bear!


    "I also know righteousness!"


    At this moment, Yang Xuan always echoed this sentence in his mind.


    When darkness came again, Yang Xuan lost consciousness again.


    ……


    Ten yuan steel was thrown at his feet. Yang Xuan looked at the dark woman in front of him and guessed what she wanted to say.


    Sure enough, her mouth still said the sentence: "because I want to live."


    live on!


    When the inexplicable breath from those bitter fishermen affected the inexplicable power between heaven and earth, Yang Xuan was silent.


    What is Tao?


    Mo Xiaoyu is guarding a party''s rules. He would rather send them to the government and let them be punished by the law than kill those who break the rules once and for all with his advanced martial arts skills.


    This is Tao.


    Black bear abides by morality and would rather die than defend the righteous word in his heart.


    This is Tao.


    In order to live, these villagers gave up all conscience, gave up all persistence, and did everything to live.


    This is also Tao.


    What is Tao?


    Between heaven and earth, there is only one mountain. The mountain is high into the clouds, but it can''t be seen all the time.


    Yang Xuan sat quietly on the top of the mountain and looked at the clouds.


    He didn''t know why he got here or how he got here, and he didn''t want to explore.


    Wind, clouds change, forming various shapes.


    The tide rises and falls, and the sea of clouds spreads boundlessly.


    Sunrise, sunset, the passage of time, no head, no tail.


    Spring comes, summer solstice, autumn goes, winter returns


    The four seasons changed, leaving various traces on Yang Xuan.


    One year, five years


    Yang Xuan never moved. He let his hair wither, his clothes rot, his skin scab and turned into hard stones.


    Time is still passing, but Yang Xuan has lost all his breath. It seems that he has really turned into a stone, a mass of soil, and there is no breath of life.


    And time is still passing.


    Ten years, twenty years


    Until one day in the fiftieth year, a voice finally came out under the pile of dry stones.


    "So, so!"


    Boom!


    The mountains were broken and the sea of clouds dissipated. The old man Yang Xuan, who had turned into dusk, appeared between heaven and earth and stood in the void.


    "Originally, this is the way!"


    Boom!


    The thunder was furious, and there were 49 vortices in the sky. In each vortex, there were 49 lightning, ready to go.


    The avenue is fifty and the sky is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of vitality.


    And that thread of vitality is Yang Xuan, his way.


    He is the one.


    A faint shadow as like as two peas in Yang Xuan came out of Yang Xuan''s body and stood together with Yang Xuan, facing this almost destroying the thunder.


    That''s Yang Xuan''s Yuanying.


    "You are me, I am you too." Yang Xuan looked at his Yuanying and his voice was like thunder.


    Yuanying said, "I am you, you are me."


    Yang Xuan stared at Yuan Ying and asked, "do you understand?"


    Yuanying also looked at Yang Xuan and replied, "I see. What about you?"


    Yang Xuan nodded: "now that you understand, let''s start!"


    Yuan Ying also nodded: "let''s start!"


    Boom, boom!


    Two thunders fell from the sky with the power to destroy the world.