The Otherworldly God

"What are your clues?"

Everyone spread out their papers and showed them, with just one short word on them.

The character that sounds like Shui Ling is “沐”, but there is an extra dot on the upper right side of the character “木”. The character that sounds like Shui Ling is “霖”, and there is also an extra dot on the upper right side of the character “木” on the right side below.

"Isn't this a little different from the word we usually know?"

Le Zheng Yuhua had no way of judging, as he had knowledge of two worlds, and the knowledge in this world was relatively weak.

"Look around first."

"Ah."

Everyone was at a loss with the clues in hand. There was only one word on it. It looked simple, but the real meaning was hard to understand.

Le Zheng Yuhua touched the scar on a tree, which was left by other people during their training. Based on the scar, Le Zheng Yuhua's mind was able to simulate the scene at that time: a person stood a little far in front of him, throwing a sword over here, and then he thought that this was a world with magic, and Le Zheng Yuhua changed his mind.

That person was not simply practicing swordplay, but sword control. However, he could not control it well, and finally got angry and grabbed the sword and chopped it on the tree trunk.

"Qiming, what is the natural barrier?"

Le Zheng Qiming came over and explained to him.

"The natural barrier is where we use Lezheng for actual combat training. The terrain here is steep and there are many ferocious beasts. The deeper you go, the more dangerous it is. But it is still safe to get to Yulong Peak from here. After all, this is the area most often visited by others for training."

"Isn't it said that there is a jade dragon at the bottom of the valley of Yulong Peak?"

"That's just a rumor, why did you believe it?"

"I was just saying casually."

Le Zheng Shuiling held the paper and kept looking at the tree trunks, as if the same words would be written on another tree.

Time passed by little by little, and they still had no clue. The other two newcomers had already collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion, so they had to rest there as well.

Le Zheng Shuiling opened the bag, which contained only dry food, dry food, and dry food.

"Steamed buns and flatbreads?"

He was already so thirsty that his throat was smoking, and when he saw the dry food, it seemed as if it had choked his throat before he even ate it. Only then did Le Zheng Shui Ling start to shout in panic.

"what happened?"

"I forgot to get some water."

"No way? Our food and water were all taken by you."

Le Zheng Shuiling smiled embarrassedly, and the other two also forgot to take water. Le Zheng Shuiling pushed the responsibility away, blaming the fact that the food and water were placed so far apart (in fact, the distance was only about one meter). In addition, Le Zheng Yuhua helped her and said that it was her fault that she was too focused on choosing weapons and didn't notice these things. Le Zheng Qiming couldn't say anything to her.

"There should be a mountain stream or something nearby. Qi Ming and I will go look for it."

"If it's too far, we'll have to walk there, and it'll be tiring for you to run back and forth. It would be great if there was something that could hold water."

Le Zheng Yuhua saw some bamboo nearby and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.

"Yuhua, have you forgotten? You can't pull out this sword."

Without Qingguo's reminder, Le Zheng Yuhua had already remembered. Looking at the others, he was the only one carrying a sword that he couldn't use. If he couldn't use it, he probably wouldn't have been allowed to carry it.

"Pay attention. Qi Ming, give me the dagger."

Le Zheng Qiming took out the dagger and gave it to him while chewing a steamed bun.

"What do you want this for?"

"You'll know in a minute."

Le Zheng Yuhua took the dagger, and curious Le Zheng Qiming put down his food and followed him.

Le Zheng Yuhua was facing a bamboo that was as thick as his wrist. Le Zheng Qiming thought, "Brother Yuhua, are you going to chop it with a dagger?"

He pulled out the dagger and looked at it for a moment. Le Zheng Yuhua thought that if it was a gun or a grenade, he could use it better, but this was a dagger, and the target was a bamboo as thick as a wrist. Even if he used a machete, it would take several cuts without a certain amount of force. How could a dagger be able to cut it in one stroke?

Le Zheng Yuhua weighed the dagger twice and found that it had a certain weight and felt okay when held in the backhand.

"Qiming, get out of the way."

"Are you really going to..."

"I hope this dagger is of good quality."

Seeing that he was determined to chop the bamboo with a dagger, Le Zheng Qiming quickly stepped back several steps.

Through the clear mirror and still water, everyone's eyes were now focused on Le Zheng Yuhua. They all wanted to see how an eleven-year-old child who knew no magic could use a dagger to chop down a bamboo as thick as a wrist.

Le Zheng Yuhua looked at the dagger, then at the bamboo, and spread his legs, imagining himself as a compass. Using his legs as a fulcrum, he twisted his body to drive his hands, concentrated his strength on the dagger, and quickly pierced through the bamboo.

Seeing the upper part of the bamboo fall down, Le Zheng Shui Ling dropped what he was holding and ran over to look at the half of the bamboo that fell to the ground and the other half that stood still. He reached out and touched the cut, which was very flat.

"Brother Yuhua, how did you do it?"

Le Zheng Yuhua was just trying it out, but the moment the dagger touched the bamboo, it felt as easy as cutting tofu.

"do not know."

"But how do I use this?"

Le Zheng Qiming picked up one end of the bamboo that had fallen to the ground, but Le Zheng Yuhua said that he would not use those, but instead cut off a longer piece of bamboo tube like he did just now.

Le Zheng Shui Ling came over and picked it up. The two cuts looked magical no matter how you looked at them.

Le Zheng Yuhua took the bamboo tube away and returned the dagger to Le Zheng Qiming.

"Let's go find some water. You guys wait here."

"Waiting for you to come back."

Le Zheng Yuhua walked in front, and Le Zheng Qiming followed behind, wielding a dagger. He saw a small tree nearby and tried to cut its branches, but it didn't break at all. He chopped several times but it didn't break, so he was so angry that he broke it with his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Le Zheng Qiming hid his hands behind his back, secretly threw away the broken branch, then put away the dagger and pretended to be stupid.

"Nothing, nothing, just looking for water source."

Le Zheng Yuhua moved his wrist and felt a little sore.

"It looks like he was injured just now. His body is still too weak. Three years of training can't compare to more than ten years of military training."

The water ball of Mingjing Zhishui was flying around. Le Zhengyuhua noticed it and looked over. His first feeling was like a surveillance drone. Then he remembered that he had an injured person, and his right hand was wrapped in gauze.

He walked as if nothing had happened, and casually picked a small dead branch from a small tree. He continued to hold his right wrist with his other hand, gently moving his right hand, but in fact he was using discomfort to attract attention and secretly scratching his hand with the branch.

The branch had been completely broken into pieces, and Le Zheng Yuhua had successfully cut the skin. He knew very well which places would be easy to cut and which places would bleed more heavily, enough to see through the white gauze.

He just kept pretending that his hand was uncomfortable. Even though he could clearly feel the gauze was wet, he pretended not to notice any bleeding. His next step was to use Le Zheng Qiming to expose his injury.

"Qiming, go look over here."

He deliberately pointed the direction with his right hand and put the bleeding side where he could see it. As expected, when Le Zheng Qiming looked back at him pointing the way, he saw that his hand was bleeding.

"Brother Yuhua, your hand?"

Le Zheng Yuhua withdrew his hand and found that it was bleeding. Le Zheng Qiming came over and asked him about the situation worriedly.

"I guess it's because I pulled the old wound when I was cutting bamboo just now. Doctor Bai Zhi said that the wound hasn't healed completely yet and is still very fragile. I didn't feel anything at first, and I didn't think too much about it after it was a little sore."

At first, Le Zheng Qiming thought that the wound had opened and was bleeding, so he must treat it. Suddenly, he remembered that Bai Zhi had already healed all the injuries on Le Zheng Yuhua's body.

At the hint of Yue Zheng Yuhua's eyes, he thought of the water balls he saw at the beginning. He remembered that he had heard that Yue Zheng had a treasure that could see and hear everything, which was called Mingjing Still Water.

He took off the headscarf on his head and tied it to the gauze on Le Zheng Yuhua's hand.

"We can only ask Bai Zhi, the doctor, to treat it after we get back. The injury on your back is the most serious. Is that okay?"

"I just used too much force with my hands."

Le Zheng Yuhua was very glad that Le Zheng Qiming understood what he was doing.

"We have walked for quite a while, and we don't know where the stream is."

"Did you hear anything?"

Le Zheng Qiming listened carefully.

"It sounds like water. How can there be such a loud sound of running water?"

"Just go and take a look and you'll find out."

"it is good!"