Chapter 458

The three swords that the master wielded, each with the fierce roar of the dragon, and the dark dragon blood dyed the whole river black!

Up to now, in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, there is also a black water pool which is said to be the black blood of the dragon.

After being cut three swords in succession, the Dragon writhed in agony in the river. People saw that one of the dragon's horns was also cut off, and a long scar was left on his face. Finally, the Dragon lay motionless in the shallow water. It seemed that he was badly hurt and would not live long. As long as the master made another sword, the dragon would be killed.

But the expert had said that he could only use three swords, the fourth sword that could kill the dragon. He said nothing.

Finally, the Dragon regained some physical strength, and then dived into the river and swam toward the North Sea.

It is precisely because the master subdued the Dragon here that this river was named "Fulong River"; originally, people wanted to call this river "chopping dragon river" to commemorate the great man's achievements in chopping the Dragon here, but the expert immediately told the people not to call the river "chopping the Dragon River" so as to avoid the inevitable disaster. Therefore, a lot of people renamed this river The "Fulong River" is a big river.

"Three swords subdue the dragon, good prestige!" Zhou Hao looked at the river and sighed.

The story was told to him by the caravan.

Even if the people of the caravan did not say it, naturally someone would tell him the story. After all, this story is like a unique specialty here.

Since it is a specialty, it is natural to sell it to foreigners.

With this story in mind, Zhou Hao is still full of doubts.

Obviously, one more sword can kill the dragon, but why doesn't the master use the fourth sword?

What's more, in front of the expert, the Dragon had no power to fight back, so he was cut three swords?

The master's swordsmanship is superb!

But at this time, an old fisherman came to a pile of smooth loess beside Zhou Hao, set up a fishing rod, and sat there to start fishing.

At this time, it was evening, the river was foggy, the fishing boats had returned, and there was no one else fishing.

But I don't know why the old man chose to fish at this time?

In any case, Zhou Hao wanted to be quiet, so he sat on a bluestone beside the old man and watched him fishing.

Fishing is the best way to cultivate one's mind.

In his last life, Zhou Hao had a hobby of fishing, but because of his work, he did not have a few opportunities to go fishing once a year.

I didn't expect to have such a quiet chance to watch people fishing after coming to this world.

In the words of his last life: fishing? I'm not fishing.

It was very dark, and soon the water reflected the cold night.

There was silence all around, only the sound of "caressing" made by the cold wind blowing through the weeds.

The climate in spring will be extremely cold after nightfall.

It's a pity that Zhou Hao's current cultivation has made him completely ignore the existence of temperature.

It's not just the temperature.

And hunger, thirst, disease, and even pain.

It's no wonder that fairies don't eat fireworks.

"If it goes on like this, I will not have seven passions and six desires, no birth, aging and death, and become a heartless thing..." he sighed in his heart.

It is precisely because of the time limit that life becomes valuable and cherished. If life has no deadline, will it still be valuable? Will people cherish it?

Zhou Hao suddenly remembered that when he was in his last life, he once looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, but he didn't know himself in the mirror!

Who am I?

Where am I from?

Where am I going?

At that moment, the three ultimate human problems haunted him.

This kind of worrying but real problem even made him feel broken.

At this moment, the three ultimate questions were surging in his head, forcing him to answer them; however, he did not know how to answer them.

Who am I?

Human? Or ants?

Where am I from?

Animal mountain forest? Or the last world?

Where am I going?

Beihai Qilu? Or haotianjie?

...

WOW!

When Zhou Hao was troubled by the three problems, his fishing rod suddenly twitched. At the other end of the line, he immediately led a slightly thinner crucian carp out of the water with his smile.

Spring is really a good time to fish, so the old man got something so soon.

When the crucian carp comes out of the water, Zhou Hao's tight face stretches out with a sincere smile.

The old man took over the crucian carp with one hand, and skillfully untied the hook for the fish, and then put it back into the river.Zhou Hao was surprised and wondered why the old man did this?

At the same time, he also found that the old man's fishing hook was a straight hook!

Straight hook fishing, Jiang Taigong?

He couldn't help being curious, so he asked the old man, "why did the old man put the fish back into the river when he caught the fish clearly?"

In his opinion, the fish caught with straight hook are much more precious than those caught with crooked hook. Naturally, they should not be released easily!

With a calm smile, the old man looked at Zhou Hao and said, "fishing? No, young man, you're wrong. I'm not fishing. "

With that, he shook his fishing rod and went on fishing.

"You're not fishing, that's..." Zhou Hao was about to ask again when he suddenly thought of his previous life and said something like the old man just said.

Once, when he was free to fish, which time did his mind go fishing?

"Come from the river, go to the river..." he murmured to himself.

At this time, the three problems that troubled him gradually went out.

The old man suddenly asked Zhou Hao, "young man, where are you from?"

Zhou Hao naturally replied, "Southern Xinjiang."

The old man nodded, indicating that he knew this place in southern Xinjiang. Then he asked, "where are you going again?"

Zhou Hao is still very natural: "Beihai."

The old man nodded his head again, pondered for a moment, and said, "there are many people who went to the North Sea recently. What kind of treasure is there?"

Zhou Hao stopped for a moment and said, "there is a corpse of heaven and man."

After listening, the old man just gave a faint "Oh", then said, "I thought it was a big fish, a corpse, what's the use of coming here?"

Zhou haodun did not know how to explain it, so he said, "what's the use of big fish, but what's the use of heaven and man's corpse?"

The old man again "Oh" a, appear a little surprised, said: "that corpse still can eat?"