After Xiao He stepped into the stone gate, the white light flashed in front of him, which made him dizzy for a while.

The white light gradually faded, and what caught Xiao He's eyes was a magnificent scene.

The grass is green underfoot, and the path is lined with green trees, in which wild deer leap and chase each other.

If you listen closely, you'll hear the sound of a waterfall and even a breath of breath as the flowers are blooming.

The air is no longer filled with the unique fairy aura of Peach Blossom Fairy Island, but is full of wild smell.

Xiao He couldn't help but hold his breath, he looked at the vast sky, and a sense of pride arose from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but shout.

This shout soared into the sky, rippling in this paradise.

The scarlet swept across the mirror-like lake, leaving a gentle trail, and the gentle breeze disturbed the cicadas on the branches.

In this paradise, Xiao He seems to have become much more relaxed all of a sudden, the past is like an old wine, and now at this moment, it is like a special wine jar, making this wine more and more fragrant.

Xiao He felt the invisible connection between himself and this vast world, and suddenly realized a trace of Taoism.

All things are enlightened, and the Tao is in the hearts of the people. Fearless of hardships and obstacles, he is determined to become a saint.

Between this epiphany, Xiao He's state of mind also changed, and slowly resonated with everything around him.

Before, he had only been drawing from this ethereal world. At this time, the "meaning" existing in his body has quietly synchronized with the outside world.

Only by feeling the extreme, can we understand the extreme, and then sublimate.

Xiao He's realization just laid the foundation for him to cultivate his own small world in the future.

The reason why immortals are immortals is because immortals have their own small world and their own inner wisdom of cultivation.

Even if it is a scattered immortal, there is a small world, and this small world of Murong Lingyi is probably this paradise.

Xiao He also felt a change in his heart, and he could actually feel the rhythm in the air around him and the breath of the creatures within a radius of one mile.

This is a realm that can only be achieved by Wuzun or Shuzun, Xiao He can also catch the fur, and he is also the first person in ancient and modern times.

"It's like I've seen it somewhere, but it's a little different, where is it?"

Xiao He secretly thought, he searched for his memories, but there was no clue.

The flowers under his feet were stirred up by the wind and the fragrance of flowers, Xiao He couldn't help but be fascinated for a while.

He shook his head, trying not to be disturbed by it, and strode towards the end of the road.

The path is getting wider and wider, and there are many fruit trees on both sides, and the fruit trees are dotted with red and bright colors, which is coveted.

Xiao He was already hungry at this time, although he knew that the fruit in a strange place could not be eaten, he still picked one and wiped it on his clothes.

After this fruit was wiped, the color on his body became more and more vivid, Xiao He looked at it in his eyes, and said to himself:

"Tsk... Fruit, fruit, you are so tempting, you hear the worms in my stomach are screaming, and I don't know if you can eat it?"

Of course, the fruit couldn't speak, Xiao He thought about it, and then said:

"Since your master planted you here, you should know that someone will definitely come to pick it, and someone will eat it, and with the mind of a great immortal, it will not harm me..."

Thinking of this, Xiao He finally persuaded himself and took a bite.

Unexpectedly, the skin of this fruit is thin and fleshy, and the juice in the flesh is bitten out by this bite.

"It's so sweet..."

Xiao He didn't know if he was hungry to the limit, but he felt that this fruit was extremely sweet, and after a few bites, the whole fruit was in his stomach.

There are two if there is one, and there are three when there are two, Xiao He devoured it, and after a while, he ate fifteen fruits before stopping.

Xiao He's appetite was huge, but this fruit was surprisingly satisfying, he touched his bulging belly and burped.

"Although this fruit is sweet, it is a little tired, and I have to find some water to drink..."

Xiao He thought so, and burrowed into the woods next to him, he knew that there must be a water source in that direction.

As expected, it didn't take long to walk, and a lake that was not too big appeared in front of Xiao He's eyes.

Xiao He's mouth was surprisingly itchy, and after seeing the water source, he didn't have time to take a closer look before he ran up and drank a cow.

Just as Xiao He was drinking, a clear drink came from his ears:

"The shaft disturbed the purity of the immortals, what kind of crime should he be guilty of!"

This drink was also sudden, Xiao He was startled, the water in his mouth entered the trachea, and he suddenly coughed.

"Ahem... I'm sorry... I... I didn't mean to..."

Xiao He bent over, desperately trying to stabilize his breath, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at the source of the voice.

In his eyes, a young man dressed in green clothes was fishing not far away.

I saw that his eyebrows were delicate, his lips were bright, his nose was high, and his green silk was elegant.

His facial features are beautiful, and his whole body is rippling with a smart smell.

"Hmph, the village man savage, drove away all the fish of this immortal..."The man actually glanced at Xiao He and pouted.

Xiao He didn't expect that this person was a spiritual immortal? Looking at this appearance, at most eighteen, but he couldn't compare with the old monster who had cultivated for thousands of years.

However, the more cultivators have cultivated for many years, the more they can't judge people by their appearance, Xiao He has experienced so much, and naturally understands this truth.

Thinking of this, he hurried forward and saluted the young man:

"I was offended a lot just now, and I hope you don't blame it, that... Excuse me, are you a spiritual immortal?"

When the young man heard Xiao He mention this name, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and replied:

"Of course... Don't you see that I'm the only one in this paradise? This is a small world created by this immortal..."

Xiao He listened to the tone of this person's speech, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he was relieved when he thought that it might be that the immortals were a little strange.

"Great, in Xia Xiaohe, I came from Shu Mountain, and I want to ask Daxian to cast a spell and restore my senior brother's spiritual sense..."

Murong Lingyi waved his hand and interrupted his words:

"Don't you talk, don't you see that this immortal is fishing? If you can't catch a fish, don't talk about saving people, even if you save a worm, you can't do it..."

Xiao He was about to say something, but he was blocked back by this person, and he suddenly felt uncomfortably tight, he obviously didn't expect that this immortal would like to interrupt others so much.

In desperation, Xiao He had to stand beside Murong Lingyi, waiting for him to catch a fish.

Murong Lingyi saw Xiao He honestly standing aside, smiled with satisfaction, held a fishing rod, and hummed a song leisurely.

After an hour, Murong Lingyi didn't catch half of the fish, and the sweat on Xiao He's forehead flowed.

But looking at Murong Lingyi, he looked very patient, as if he didn't care if the fish was hooked.

Xiao He suddenly had doubts in his heart, he polished his eyes and stared at the place where the fishing line fell into the water.

The water of this lake is so clear that even the stones at the bottom of the lake can tell what color it is, and Xiao He actually saw a straight fish hook, standing vertically in the water.

The fish swam around the hook, but none of them went up to bite the hook.

"What? Straight hook, still want to catch fish?"

Xiao He's eyes widened, and he thought secretly in his heart. However, he didn't dare to speak out, for fear that the immortal in front of him would be angry and refuse to take care of himself anymore.

Murong Lingyi saw Xiao He's appearance, nodded with a smile, and said:

"Boy, don't look at the straight hook I use, I can still catch a fish, this is the one who wishes to take the bait..."

As he spoke, a big snow-white fish bit the hook and fluttered in the water, splashing one after another.

"Hey, look, you're hooked!"

Murong Lingyi suddenly raised the fishing rod in his hand, and the big white fish jumped out of the lake and jumped to the shore by the fishing line.

Xiao He opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, this straight hook can really catch fish.

Murong Lingyi stepped on the body of the fish with one foot, and pulled out the hook from the fish's mouth with one hand, only to find that the hook pierced straight into the fish's gills.

It turns out that the gills of this large white fish are different from other fish, and if it is a straight hook, it is just right to stir the gills together and be caught along with the hook.

Murong Lingyi rolled his eyes, suddenly remembered something, took out a dagger from his arms, and said to Xiao He Yile:

"Take it, slaughter this fish, be careful, don't destroy the blade of the dagger, it's expensive..."

Xiao He was stunned on the spot, slowly took the dagger, and said incredulously:

"Daxian, are you sure? Over here... Slaughter fish?"

Murong Lingyi nodded, the corners of his mouth went up, he looked at Xiao He with a smile, and replied:

"Yes, this fish is the most delicious to eat raw, and you don't want to do it?"