Huan Chang was full of true energy and did not use too many skills.

With his strong cultivation, he would throw away a piece of bamboo as his foothold every time his body fell into the water.

The old man who was originally leisurely and leisurely crossing the river with bamboo poles, saw Huan Chang's actions and was stunned.

It’s not a reason for the old man to react like this. He has practiced for more than ten years before he has such skills.

But the boy behind him stepped on the broken bamboo on the water with his toes and his body immediately soared into the air.

This kind of performance is naturally unbelievable by the old man who has not practiced martial arts.

After a little lost, the old man failed to maintain his body balance.

The bamboo pole was washed away by the turbulent river water, and the old man fell directly into the water, and his whole body disappeared.

"not good!"

Huan Changshi was shocked, and his true energy became more and more intense, and he quickly rushed towards the old man who fell into the water.

"Crazy!"

Before Huan Chang could fly over, the old man's head had already poked out of the water, and his face looked a little pale.

"Crazy!"

Although the old man was over 60 years old, he still seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. He started swimming with his arm and soon grabbed his bamboo pole.

"unlucky."

Although the bamboo pole was caught, the paddle used for paddling disappeared, and the old man couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Fortunately, he lived by the river for many years and the water quality was very good. He dragged the bamboo pole and swam towards the river bank, but he didn't feel any difficulty at all.

"Old man, I'll take you to the ashore."

Just as the old man was swimming towards the river bank with his bamboo pole, he suddenly heard the voice of a young man.

The old man felt that he was being lifted up and then began to fly into the air.

Huan Chang held the broken bamboo pole in one hand and the old man in the other, still flying towards the river bank as before.

However, due to one more person, Huan Chang's body consumed much faster.

"Hey, my bamboo pole!"

The old man was lifted up by Huan Chang, but the bamboo pole was still drifting in the water, which made the old man feel very reluctant.

Huan Chang was amused and crying at this time, but he didn't expect that at this time, the old man was still thinking about his bamboo pole.

But now Huan Chang and the old man seemed very troubled to take away the bamboo pole now, so they no longer paid attention to the old man.

He took one person to move in the river, and after Huan Chang got ashore, he was a little gasping.

After looking inside, Huan Chang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He didn't expect that this time he crossed the river with the Broken Zhu in his arms, he almost consumed all his true energy.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Looking at the wet old man, Huan Chang couldn't help but ask.

"My bamboo pole."

The old man didn't care about his body, but instead looked at the bamboo pole washed away by the river, and felt a little distressed.

"Ah Yeh!"

Just after he finished speaking, the old man sneezes.

"The old man, sit down first, I'll help you dry your clothes!"

Warriors who cultivate true qi can already be invincible to the cold and heat.

Huan Chang put his hands behind the old man, swelling the only remaining true energy in his body, and passing it over to the old man.

As the true energy entered the old man's body, the old man, who was originally a blue face, also had a little rosy on his face.

The wet clothes also began to emit a lot of steam, and it started to dry out soon.

"call!"

After the time of the tea, Huan Chang stopped his work and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

At this time, Huan Chang felt empty inside and his face looked tired.

"Old man, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you for saving me."

Although the old man still felt sorry for his bamboo pole, he knew that the young man hurriedly expressed his gratitude for his own good.

After chatting with the old man for a while, Huan Chang sent him home.

The old man lives alone, his family seems a little poor and his house is also very shabby.

He brought Huan Chang into the room, and the old man cherished it, took out some tea leaves, pinched some and put it into a bowl.

After brewing with boiling water, there is a faint tea fragrance immediately.

However, Huan Chang knew that this was just the roughest tea, and its quality was even a bit inferior.

But judging from the old man's expression, these teas should be very precious.

After savoring it carefully, Huan Chang praised: "Good tea."

Even though he didn't think the tea was good, Huan Chang still praised it.

Sure enough, when the old man heard Huan Chang's praise, he immediately opened his mouth and exposed two rows of yellow teeth.

The two of them nagged for a while, and Huan Chang suddenly asked, "Old man, I think you have never practiced martial arts, why can you directly cross the turbulent river with two bamboo poles?"

When the old man heard Huan often ask about this, he immediately became energetic and explained his great achievements.

After listening to it, Huan Chang realized that the old man was a fisherman when he was young and had a very good water quality.

Whenever the weather is hot, the old man will jump into the Qinghe River to take a bath.

Later, inadvertently, I found that I could stand on a bamboo pole and slowly downstream. The old man often played with this for no reason.

As time goes by, the old man's skills of drifting on a bamboo pole are getting better and better.

Later, the old man had a sudden idea and stood on a bamboo pole, holding the bamboo pole in his hand, and could move in a fixed direction like a rowing boat.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this ability is of no use at all.

But the old man likes to do this. It took more than ten years to easily use two bamboo poles to cross the wide Qing River.

What the old man didn't say was that others thought he was not doing his job properly and often laughed at the old man in private.

The old man naturally felt very sorry for his most proud thing but he could not be recognized.

"The old man is really a strange person."

After listening to the old man’s experience, Huan Chang couldn’t help but praise him sincerely.

When the old man heard this, he was very happy and his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Huan Chang thought to himself: "Now, light skills rely on powerful true energy as power, so that they can be as light as swallows and as fast as flying."

"If you can learn this skill of the old man and then integrate it into martial arts, can you create a light skill that can be activated without using true qi?"

Huan Chang fell into deep thought.

It took him a long time to stand up and solemnly bow to the old man.

"Old man, I want to learn from you the ability to cross the river by stepping on bamboo poles. I wonder if the old man is willing to teach it?"

When the old man heard this, he was stunned on the spot.

Huan Chang thought he didn't want to teach, so he hurriedly said, "I'm not in vain to study, I'm willing to pay the tuition."

The old man waved his hand quickly and said, "Although my family is not rich, I have only one person, and my life is safe. I have too much money and nowhere to spend it."

"It's just that the old man took more than ten years to slowly understand the ability of the water pole."

"You kid has a great future, why do you spend time and learn this useless technique with the old man?"

The old man was kind-hearted and did not want to delay Huan Chang, so he spoke like this.

Huan Chang said sincerely: "I am a martial artist. I think that the old man's skills can be integrated into martial arts, so I will ask the old man for advice."
Chapter completed!