Unconsciously, he has stepped into the depths of Biyun Valley.

I saw that the mountains in the valley were full of air, the twilight was heavy, the birds returned to the forest, and the white clouds had no intention of coming out. At dusk, a remnant sun like blood gradually descended in the sky, slowly disappearing into the silent mountains.

"You're back." A loud and distant voice came, but no one was seen.

Less leaning, a flat boat floats far away from the Yanming Lake at the bottom of the Biyun Valley. On the boat, a person sits alone, dressed in white, and is reflected by the sparkling waves of the afterglow that has not yet dissipated, reflecting all kinds of colors, flickering light and dark.

"Master!" The two disciples quickly clasped their hands into fists and bowed deeply.

"No need to be polite." The man was still happily fishing, but bowed slightly in their direction, waved his hand, and said, "Shhh ”

Who would have thought that the person in front of him who was fishing in a lonely boat and idling in the clouds and wild cranes would be Jiang Zhouzi, one of the four masters in the world who was famous in the world, and he was also the most powerful master in the Great Yasukuni Kingdom.

Many years ago, Master got tired of the grievances of the rivers and lakes and began to travel all over the world. After he traveled all over Kyushu, he found that everywhere he went, most of the scenery was beautiful but the six roots were not clean, and he searched for many years, and finally got this treasure land, the scenery is excellent, and it can transcend the mortal. So, he settled here and named it Biyun Valley.

This Biyun Valley, located in the northwest of Jinghua City, the imperial city of the Great Yasukuo, is hidden deep in the Nine Mountains, and it is difficult for ordinary people to measure it with their feet. Therefore, it has always been a sparsely populated deep mountain forest before. After Jiang Zhouzi arrived, he changed his desolation from the past. Batch after batch of people who aspire to learn martial arts have come from all directions, trekking through mountains and rivers, and fearless of hardships and dangers. As expected, Jiang Zhouzi founded a sect here and founded Tantra.

With a flick of his fingers, it is already full of peach and plum. Countless tantric disciples have not only been confined to the green waters and green mountains of this cloud valley, but have walked the rivers and lakes and spread all over the world. Among the young talents of Chengmen Lixue back then, there were many of the current mainstays of Tantra, such as Senior Brother Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, ride the wind, you guys also come up and go fishing with me!" The master finally slowly turned around and gestured.

I saw that the senior brother's head was slightly slightly, his sword fell, and the two bamboos behind him fell instantly, and he cut it into a slender and long fishing rod by him, and his movements were extremely crisp and neat.

The two of them boarded the boat and sat down respectfully beside the Master, one on the left and one on the right.

On the light boat, three bamboo fishing rods are neatly stretched out of the water, but there is not a trace of fishing line, let alone half of the bait. It's puzzling.

When he was a child, Lu Chengfeng often followed his master and fished on Yanming Lake. When he first arrived, he was also puzzled, could it be that the master also understood the allusion of Jiang Taigong fishing and the wisher taking the bait? But seeing a small circle of ripples on the surface of the water, the fishing rod in the master's hand went straight down, and then easily lifted his hand, and a fat mandarin fish was dying and struggling at the top of the pointed bamboo pole.

Lu Chengfeng was stunned back then, and after reacting for a long time, he slapped his thigh and laughed loudly, "Master, what are you fishing, you are clearly spearfishing!" How unfathomable did I think it was? It's so hilarious! "A child's body is good, he can rely on his childish image and pretend to be a childish person, and the master will not be annoyed with him.

"What do you mean to be funny?" It was Master's turn to be confused. This child, at such a young age, dared to talk to him in such a tone, and it was indeed her child. Master laughed too.

"Funny means that words and deeds make people laugh." Hinayana said in a deep voice. As an old soul of the 21st century, whether it is knowledge or courage, he is naturally different, although he is only a yellow-mouthed child.

"Oh, I said you, don't think it's easy, come, there's a lot of fish here, you come and try it." Master pointed to the bow of the boat and handed the rod into Hinayana's hand.

"Come on!" I'm going to roll up my sleeves and work hard! He caught the fishing rod that was taller than him, and with all his strength, he finally carried it on his shoulder, and the fishing rod was stable. He staggered a few steps to the bow of the boat, and saw that the surface of the water was swollen with ripples, and the circular ripples were spreading out in all directions, and there were fish! He looked at Bo Xin and threw it hard!

Probably too hard, the man flew out with the fishing rod and fell into the lake with a "plop". The master immediately jumped down, and a carp hit him and fished him onto the boat, laughing so much that the beard on the side of his mouth flew up, "Let's go!" There's a big fish to eat tonight! ”

Hinayana turned over and sat up, spit out three mouthfuls of bitter water in succession, and didn't dare to raise his head to face the teacher, remembering his proud and willful appearance just now, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

That night, this little body had a high fever because of the cold from falling into the water. Master stayed by his bedside all night, wiping his sweat from time to time, thinking about something in pieces, like a worried old father. In a daze, he heard the master instruct someone to warm and warm the mandarin fish soup on the table, and the wet cloth on his forehead was also changed and changed.

The mandarin fish soup he drank after waking up that day had been simmered several times over low heat, and the soup was so thick that it turned yellow, but it was the most delicious fish soup he had ever drunk in his life. Since then, even the jade plate delicacies of Jinghua City and the mountain delicacies of the northern end country cannot be compared.

Lu Chengfeng recalled, his eyes were already moist.

"Master, if I can catch a fish today, will I still eat the fish eyes?"

"Of course!"

When he thought of dinner, Chasing the Wind must have looked hateful again, Lu Chengfeng immediately smiled again, and there seemed to be a sound of an iceberg cracking in his heart, and the earth melted with the ice and snow, swaying out of spring.

Because he and Chasing Wind are of the same age, they always liked to grab things when they were young. Every time the mandarin fish comes back, the fish eyeballs are the essence of the fish, which is extremely delicious, and it is the thing that must be fought for at the dinner table of the two of them. However, as long as the master is there, the master always says that Chengfeng is a junior brother, and he should let him do more when he is a senior brother.

Xiao Chaifeng was always aggrieved, tears rolled in his eyes, but he stubbornly raised his head to prevent them from falling, and left the table angrily several times. When he grows up, Chasing Feng will consciously give him fish eyeballs to eat, but he must pretend to be angry, and turn around and ask him for a few glasses of good wine.

Thinking of this, the timidity in Lu Chengfeng's heart along the way gradually dissipated. has a teacher who treats him like this, what is he afraid of in this life?