Su Ji saw that the axe seemed to have a thousand pounds, and presumably the white-haired woodcutter's cultivation was unfathomable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That old man seems to have a broken waist!" Niu Zhu let out an exclamation: "Let's go and help!"

Su Ji came to the white-haired woodcutter, only to see that it was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, although he was wearing a coarse linen robe, he was cleanly washed. The silver-white hair and beard shine in the setting sun, and there is a kind expression on his face that seems to be smiling but not smiling, which makes people feel calm.

Niu Zhu reached out to help the white-haired woodcutter's waist, "Grandpa, I'll help you!"

The white-haired woodcutter's face suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted:

"Hey, don't move, don't move! My old bones, if you move again, you'll fall apart!"

Niu Zhu hurriedly retracted his hands and asked with concern: "Grandpa, why do you come here alone to cut down trees when you are so old? Is your home nearby? Do we need to carry you back?"

The white-haired woodcutter did not answer, but frowned and looked pained.

Niu Zhu looked around, except for a few Taoist temples nearby, there were endless mountains, and there were no mortal villages at all.

Su Ji stared at the axe embedded in the ground, leaned down, and wanted to weigh it with his hands, but never thought that the axe couldn't be lifted at all, as if it grew in heaven and earth.

Looking at the white-haired woodcutter, Su Ji thought to himself that the person who could pick up such an axe would definitely not be an ordinary mortal. He looked at the white-haired woodcutter carefully, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and found that there was no trace of Xuanqing Qi on his body, which showed that this person's cultivation was not under Jiang Xuan in the Xuanqing Eight Realms.

However, what Su Ji never understood was that since this white-haired woodcutter was a master of Taoism, why did he twist his waist like an ordinary mortal?

The white-haired woodcutter kept holding his waist and said, "You two little babies, can you do me a favor?"

Su Ji said respectfully: "If the seniors have any orders, just say it, the juniors will definitely serve." ”

The white-haired woodcutter's body did not move at all, only his mouth moved: "There is a big fish in the spring next to it, you go down and help me catch it." As soon as I eat fish, my waist will be fine. ”

"Eat fish...... Can it cure back pain?" Niu Zhu scratched his head and muttered to himself, "...... This is the first time I've heard of it. ”

Su Ji thought to himself, could it be that this white-haired old man deliberately put on this posture, wanting to test himself and Niu Zhu?

In the past, I often heard that storytellers told stories about so-and-so, either falling off a cliff and not dying to get the peerless secret book of the Tao, or meeting a master of the Tao in the cave, and then overnight to get the inheritance of the Taoist divine skills, make a comeback, turn over the clouds and rain, and become a generation of celebrities.

Could it be such an old-fashioned story, it really happened to him today? Su Ji shook his head, I was afraid that things would not be so simple, as for what happened, I had to push the boat with the water, and watch it.

Su Ji respectfully bowed down and said politely:

"The seniors hold on for a while, and the juniors will go and help you catch fish. ”

"Grandpa, look at it!" Niu Zhu patted his chest and said, "When I was in the village, I caught a fatty fish and stewed soup every three or five days to drink!"

The white-haired woodcutter didn't seem to be able to nod his head, but only blinked his eyes twice in a slight gesture of gratitude, and watched the two leave.

Su Ji and Niu Zhu came to the misty pond, only to see a clear spring gushing out of the pond, like a lotus blooming, and like a silent broken jade falling into a clear pond.

Niu Zhu looked at the gushing spring water, and couldn't help but wonder, Kunlun Mountain is extremely high, the climate is cold, and this spring water has not been frozen, I don't know where this spring leads to.

Su Ji looked at the spring water and remembered that when he was a child, he heard the old people say that there was an unfrozen spring on Kunlun Mountain. The water gushes out for thousands of years, and even in the harsh winter, it never freezes, but when the snow melts from the mountain peaks, it seeps into the ground and gushes out.

Kunlun Unfrozen Spring also has another name called "Pearl Spring". Legend has it that on the way back from the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of Kunlun West, the creator of the god went to Kunlun West on the way back, and drank the Yao Chi elixir gifted by the Queen Mother of the West. The lotus shrine on which he rode turned into the Chitai mountains, and the overflowing elixir turned into a pearl spring.

Su Ji leaned over and put his hand into the crystal clear spring water to test the temperature, and suddenly felt a cold chill spread all over his body along his arm. He retracted his hand and shook his head, thinking to himself that the water was so cold that he would be in danger of freezing to death just by jumping down, let alone fishing below.

After a moment of hesitation, Su Ji suddenly heard a plop!

Niu Zhu had already stripped naked and jumped down, plunged into the water, and disappeared.

"Brother Niu!"

Su Ji let out an exclamation, and he didn't know if he had tried the water temperature just now. Su Ji didn't want to watch this stupid boy die alone, so he gritted his teeth and jumped in.

Suddenly, a strange cold brought by the cold spring water seeped into the muscles and bones, and Su Ji shivered with cold, and his limbs were almost unconscious.

Su Ji gritted his teeth and swam for a long time, and finally found Niu Zhu's figure, only to see that he was looking for fish underwater, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all. Su Ji breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the bottom of the water, and couldn't see the end at a glance, thinking that finding a fish under such bottomless water was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After a cup of tea, Su Ji and Niu Zhu finally couldn't hold on, and dragged their soaked clothes together and climbed ashore.

The white-haired woodcutter on the shore still stood motionless under the tree.

However, Su Ji found that his posture seemed to be not quite the same as before, and after a closer look, he found that the old man was obviously with his left foot in front just now, but now he was with his right foot in front.

The white-haired woodcutter saw Su Ji staring at his feet, the expression on his face began to become unnatural, and he couldn't help but smile awkwardly, but Su Ji raised his head and only pretended not to see it.

Niu Zhu gasped and shouted, "Old man, the bottom of this water is too deep! I can't even see a single fish shadow!"

The white-haired woodcutter sighed and said, "You usually catch fish, don't you use bait?"

"Bait?" Niu Zhu muttered, "What's the use of asking for bait without a fishing rod?"

The white-haired woodcutter rolled his eyes, looked at Su Ji, and said, "The little baby next to him." Would you like to cut your fingers and jump in again?"

Niu Zhu was confused when he heard this, and immediately glanced at Su Ji.

Su Ji thought to himself that this white-haired old man was so angry, he had a way to say it now, and presumably the bait was mostly aimed at himself! But seeing that the white-haired woodcutter seemed to be intent on testing, Su Ji didn't dare to slack off, and now he was desperate, and the opportunity might be right in front of him, so he didn't want to miss it, so he had to take out the claw dagger he carried with him and cut his fingers......

The white-haired woodcutter's eyes shimmered, and he looked at the blood flowing from Su Ji's fingers from afar, as if he saw an old man who had not been seen for a long time.

Su Ji puffed into the water. The blood dripping from his fingers was like a drop of ink, rippling in the water and gradually spreading to the bottom of the water.

In the blink of an eye, Su Ji suddenly felt that the water was inexplicably tumbling and surging, the water waves were swaying, and a series of bubbles kept coming out of the bottom of the water, as if a behemoth was exhaling in the spring.

Su Ji realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around and swam back. Despite the turbulent waves behind him, he never dared to turn back and swam desperately towards the water.

After some fluttering, Su Ji wasted all his strength, and finally got out of the water, and when he looked up, he saw Niu Zhu's eyes wide, looking behind him.

Before Su Ji could climb ashore, a powerful wave suddenly surged behind him, pushing him to the shore entirely!

Poof, boom!

Su Ji fell to the ground, turned around suddenly, and saw a hundred-foot-high giant shadow on the water, bathing in the air!

"What a big soft-shelled turtle!" Niu Zhu shouted, looking at the water in dismay: "We don't have such a big soft-shelled turtle in our village!"

Su Ji was shocked into a cold sweat, and saw a giant beast like a tall building jumping up in the air, with a dragon's head, a turtle body, and a unicorn tail, presumably a giant fish.

As the saying goes, "the dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the Ao occupies the head", and Ao is the boss of the nine sons of the dragon. Legend has it that there are giant turtles in the East China Sea carrying on their backs, Penglai, Abbot, Yingzhou, and three immortal mountains. It's not that big at the moment, but it's a behemoth!

At this moment, a shout came from under the tree:

"Two little babies stand down!"

As he spoke, an axe spun and flew out, turning into a huge afterimage. I saw a flash of white light, and the giant of the fish was cut down with an axe.

The axe spun in a circle in the air, dragging the fish giant in a circle and flying back to the tree, landing on the ground with a bang, smashing out a big hole!

The headless body on the surface of the water popped and fell into the pool, splashing a large splash.

The white-haired woodcutter did not move, and the words in his mouth were muttered, and the splash that had just been splashed was instantly led into the pit under the tree.

Su Ji took a closer look and saw that the spring water in the big pit was boiling and boiling, like a big pot of soup being stewed.

Niu Zhu ran over curiously, only to see the head of the fish soaking in the boiling spring water, and the water surface was bubbling and bubbling.

When the water is boiled, the color becomes bright and shiny. There are faint oil flowers floating in the soup. Smelling an enticing fresh fragrance, Su Ji wanted to come to this fish soup, and it was almost boiled.

Niu Zhu drooled on the side, and swallowed up and down with his Adam's apple.

The white-haired woodcutter licked his lips, his face salivating greedily, and although he still stood motionless, his eyes were already falling into the pit.

Su Ji couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw that the two of them looked impatient and itchy. Seeing the white-haired woodcutter's anxious face, Su Ji already understood his thoughts, so he broke off a leaf the size of a lotus leaf from the Dayao tree, filled it with fish soup, and fed it to the white-haired woodcutter.

The entrance of the soup, the white-haired woodcutter is full of deliciousness, every time you taste it, there is a different taste, the process of drinking the soup, as if you have experienced Shaohua Baishou in an instant, and all the flavors of life are in the soup.

The white-haired woodcutter closed his eyes and tasted the taste, and said: "The taste of Aotou soup is really extraordinary, Jiang Taigong wanted to take a sip before he died, but unfortunately he didn't have my mouth." ”

Su Ji looked sideways and saw that when the white-haired woodcutter spoke, he was already in tears.

Niu Zhu asked suspiciously, "Grandpa, have you really seen Mrs. Jiang more than two hundred years ago?"

“...... I've never seen it. The white-haired woodcutter looked at the sunset on the horizon and said slowly: "In the past, when Jiang Taigong was fishing in Weishui, I was the woodcutter who laughed at him for fishing with a straight hook......

As he spoke, the bones on the white-haired woodcutter's body clicked, and he stretched hard, and his limbs were already moving freely.