I, a hundred-year-old ascetic, shocked the world by walking

When the audience in the live broadcast room looked at the reed pole in the river, they felt a burst of magic in their hearts.

The rivers on both sides of the river are flowing for thousands of miles.

The big waves of white flowers rushed in again and again, constantly lapping the reeds on the riverbank.

The reed pole floating in the river is very stable, allowing the big wave to sweep in, and it falls smoothly on the surface of the river, without the slightest sign of washing away.

"My coming from the west has a deep secret meaning, if the law has no life, I am willing to sink the river, if the law is prosperous, God help me!"

Lin Chuan held the little fox in one hand, slowly closed his eyes, faced the roaring river, and chanted words in his mouth.

After saying this call, Lin Chuan slowly opened his eyes, and under his eyes, he was very calm.

Lin Chuan calmly lifted up the simple monk's robe on his body, held the little fox in his arms, stepped on the reed pole, and landed on the river.

The foot fell on the reed pole, which did not sink.

Instead, carrying Lin Chuan, he floated quietly on the turbulent river.

When Lin Chuan landed on the reed pole, there was a surprisingly wave under the reed pole.

A small wave slowly pushed around.

The oncoming white waves were blocked back by the waves around this reed pole.

Wave after wave of big waves went towards Lin Chuan, all of which were pushed away by the dull waves around the reed pole.

Lin Chuan stood on the reed pole and saluted in front of him with one hand.

The simple monk's robe on his body danced in the wind.

In the middle of this stormy river, Lin Chuan's face was always loving, without the slightest sense of fear.

His figure appeared extremely solemn in this crashing and roaring river.

Just a glance, I couldn't help but let the villagers present give birth to a sense of awe from the bottom of their hearts.

In the middle of the river, this magical scene was displayed in front of the villagers on the field, causing many people's eyes to widen.

Among the villagers, several young people who did not believe in Buddhism were so shocked that their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide after seeing this scene.

The mouth is large enough to fit a pineapple directly.

A reed rod is so thin, and the support is so weak.

How did this do, carrying him on this river?

It doesn't make any sense!

"What's going on? With the reed pole as a stopping point, there was no falling into the water!!

"A reed crosses the river, a living Buddha is alive!"

In the crowd, an old man in his eighties, sitting in a wheelchair, spoke.

His face has been washed by the years, and he looks gray-haired and very old.

As soon as the old man's words fell, the old village chief who was carrying his hands on the side also had a touch of awe in his eyes.

The old village chief clasped his hands together, bowed his head slightly to where Lin Chuan was, closed his eyes and prayed for good weather in the village.

Seeing this, other villagers around also exclaimed.

At the beginning, when Lin Chuan came to the rescue of Li Qing, he did not stay on the river for a second.

Light work on the water, you won't be able to stop on the river for so long!

"Sure enough, the immortals are alive!"

Li Qing, who escaped from death and returned to God, was supported by the villagers, and looked at this magical scene on the river, and couldn't help but marvel.

"I thought there were no immortals in this world, but it wasn't until I saw the master with my own eyes that I discovered how ridiculous my previous ideas were."

The villagers gathered on the riverbank, raised their eyes to look at the people in the river, and couldn't help but exclaim one after another.

In the middle of the river, the gentle reed pole carries Lin Chuan and floats on the surface of the choppy river.

Lin Chuan turned the inner breath in his body and transmitted the internal force through his feet, straight to the reed pole.

The reed rod is pushed forward by a strong force, neither fast nor slow.

Drifting smoothly towards the middle of the river.

Wherever Lin Chuan passed, the huge waves that swallowed the sky turned into small waves.

It seems to be escorting Lin Chuan's advance.

Waves stirred up under the reed pole, and the waves pushed away the white waves that were coming around.

Under the barrier, the white waves dispersed and turned into a drizzle.

Lin Chuan stood quietly on the reed pole, and the white wave turned into a drizzle, but it failed to splash on his monk's robe.

Above the monk's robe, it is clean and dancing with the wind brought by the white waves.

The audience in the live broadcast room were shocked to see Lin Chuan driving in this hundreds of meters wide river with only a reed pole.

Many people were dumbfounded and widened their eyes.

"This... How is this done? The reed rod is so soft, falling on the rough river, why can it be moved?

"This directly shattered my cognition!"

"Is it a problem of water tension? There is a river in front of my house, now go to the trial..."

"Hello brother upstairs, are you still alive?" Do you want me to call the police for you?"

"The middle-aged man just now was riding such a small wooden boat, driving in this big river, it was obviously unstable, old man, how can this reed pole not follow the current?"

"Look, the waves around that reed pole actually pushed the big wave away!!"

Through the high-definition lens, the audience can clearly see the scene near Lin Chuan, which is very clear.

If you zoom in, you can even clearly see that Lin Chuan's hair roots have white hair.

Some viewers zoomed in on the video and clearly saw the changes on the river.

When that wave hit, the circle formed under the reed rod actually pushed it apart.

The rough waves constantly hit the rocky riverbank.

Lin Chuan was in it, but he was not affected by it in the slightest.

And what he stepped on under his feet was that section of a reed pole of more than forty centimeters!

The little fox was lying on his stomach in Lin Chuan's arms, with a pair of smart eyes, overlooking the rare scenery on the river.

In the middle of this river, when the river hits, the sound of white waves is even more shocking.

Lin Chuan rode on this reed rod, pushed from behind with internal force, and slowly moved forward.

In my heart, I listened carefully to the sound of this magnificent river.

Lin Chuan slowly closed his eyes, regarded this as a rare scenery on the road of life, and enjoyed this musical feast of nature.

The waves formed under the reed poles, and when the white waves were pushed away, the white waves turned into gusts of drizzle and reintegrated with the river.

Looking up at the drizzle in the sky, under this dazzling sun, a colorful rainbow was formed, which was beautiful.

As Lin Chuan stepped on the reed pole, this eye-catching rainbow followed.

The audience in the live broadcast room, looking at this unique scenery, could not help but be deeply fascinated.

The feast is in front of you, and you can enjoy it carefully, as if you have enjoyed a great visual feast.

Especially in this world, there are no more rainbows after the rain.

After many years, I saw this eye-catching scenery again and couldn't help but be attracted again.

The reed pole carried Lin Chuan, and in this big river, the wind went smoothly, towards the bank of the smoke-filled river, and the farther and farther away.