In the early morning, Xu Mingan woke up in a bamboo building with guest rooms. He wore his old Taoist robes and carried his Zhenwu sword wrapped in rags behind his back. Then he walked out of the room. On the mountain road, he saw the young martial artist Chen Ben walking step by step. Holding the fist pile with strong artistic conception of boxing up the mountain, this young martial artist is not much older than himself, but his realm is much greater. Even when Chen Ben did not deliberately release the fist intention, the heavy fist intention still gave Xu Mingan a kind of carrying ability. It feels like a big mountain.
"Brother Xu Mingan!"
Chen Ben smiled and said hello, and then continued to practice boxing up the mountain.
Xu Mingan also smiled and nodded.
After that, Tong Yu took Zhang Luobai and Zhuang Yirong up the mountain to practice boxing and sword practice. In fact, the three of them were not too old, but in Xu Ming'an's eyes, they were already masters, especially Tong. Yu, the strong sword intent radiating from the girl-like Tong Yu was far beyond Xu Ming'an's imagination.
This area of water and soil in the snowy Tianchi is so nourishing for people!
Not long after, the folding fan goddess Liu Liying, dressed in a red dress, holding a folding fan in her hand, and shining with golden light, floated up the mountain, riding on the trickle of spiritual energy in the air, like a banished immortal. Suddenly Xu Mingan was dumbfounded again, on this snow-covered Tianchi. There are too many experts, right? He frowned and felt that the Snowy Tianchi place was really clean and upright. There were so many powerful people, but my brother Lin Zhao was only a mere middle five, but everyone treated him so well. They are all so polite.
In the peach grove on one side of Tiantianju, Lin Zhao was practicing boxing in the early morning. He didn't dare to live in Tiantianju last night. After all, it was too public. When he saw Xu Mingan coming, Lin Zhao said: "Wait a minute, we'll cook it right away." Breakfast is ready over there in the room, and the noodles served by our sister Dongzang are delicious, the best in the northern region."
"Is it?"
With a look of longing on his face, Xu Mingan sat down on a stone beside him, and immediately entered a state of concentration based on the Danxia Pu. His whole body was surrounded by wisps of spiritual light. Wang Laodao was a saint in the Fourteenth Realm, and he taught the Danxia Pu. No matter how bad it is, it can't be much worse, so when Lin Zhao took a look, he knew that the Danxia Pu mind method was powerful. However, Xu Ming'an was in the game. Although he practiced Danxia Pu, he didn't know this skill. Just how powerful the supernatural power is is still in the dark under a lamp.
After a while, breakfast was ready.
Today's noodles are divided into shredded eel noodles, shredded pork noodles with green pepper, etc. You can actually choose your own. Lin Zhao and Xu Ming'an each grabbed a bowl of eel noodles first. After eating, Lin Zhao personally took Xu Ming'an around the town. After walking around and getting a little familiar, Xu Ming'an felt a little embarrassed and said: "Lin Zhao, you'd better go back to the nursing home. After all, you have responsibilities. I can walk around here by myself."
"That's okay."
Lin Zhao saw that his physical strength was almost full and it was time to go back to Tianju to draw talismans, so he said, "Just remember to come back for lunch at noon."
"okay!"
…
Under the morning light, Xu Mingan was dressed in a worn Taoist robe and carrying a long sword. He was wandering around the town with great interest. Soon after, he came to a stone bridge above Baiyu River and looked down at the bottom of the water. There seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him. They were a pair of pale golden eyes. They were none other than Mrs. Xu, the river god of Baiyu River. Now there is a river god temple. She has recast her golden body. Except for a few exceptions, there is almost no difference from ordinary river gods.
"Um?"
Xu Ming'an frowned and used Taoism between his eyes, trying to take a closer look at the old woman in the water.
As a result, Mrs. Xu's body trembled, and she dared not look at each other. This little Taoist priest's cultivation was not very good, but the sword he carried behind his back was amazing. Mrs. Xu felt shaken just by looking at it.
Well, if this sword were to strike his body and trigger the Taoist celestial phenomena, he would definitely be dead and without a trace of life.
Therefore, Mrs. Xu twisted her body under the water to facilitate the integration of water transport, and no longer dared to spy on the little Taoist priest on the shore.
"..."
Xu Mingan could no longer see the movement under the water at this time, so he stopped looking and looked up not far away. He saw a thin young man fishing by the Baiyu River. He looked about seven or eight years old and wore a
The clothes are full of patches, the face is pale, and he looks malnourished. At first glance, he can tell that he is a child from a poor family. There is an iron can next to him, and there is soil in the iron can. Under the soil are red lines that serve as bait.
Earthworms, maybe, the fish this fishing rod can catch is this boy's day's ration.
Xu Mingan walked off the bridge and squatted aside to watch the young man fishing. The young man didn't care. The Taoist priest looked young. He should be a child of a poor family and one of his own.
Soon after, the boy started to serve fish. They were all small white strips as long as fingers. They didn’t have much meat. Even twenty fish might not be enough to fill a bowl. They also had many thorns and the taste was average.
Xu Mingan looked at the short bamboo pole of two to three meters in the young man's hand and said: "There are naturally only small fish in shallow water. Why don't you use a longer bamboo pole? If it is longer, you should be able to catch big white fish weighing more than a pound in deep water."
The young man shook his head and said: "I also want to catch a big fish, but the big fish is very strong. My fishing line is not strong enough and will be broken. Moreover, my fishhook is also burned out by myself. If I encounter a big fish
If so, I'm afraid the fishhook will be straightened, and the gain will outweigh the loss."
"That's it."
Xu Mingan nodded with a smile. This young man was very intelligent, knew how to advance and retreat, and knew how to measure. So he smiled and stopped talking to the young man fishing. He walked to the stone aside and took out a piece of yellow paper on which Taoist priests drew talismans.
The cinnabar pen immediately drew on the yellow paper using the method of Danxia Pu. What was drawn was a little man holding a harpoon with a rope in his hand. Then Xu Mingan began to fold the yellow paper along the periphery.
, folded into a small boat.
"Crack!"
He gently threw the boat into the water, took a breath, and immediately the boat swayed away and headed straight to the deep water.
"..."
The fishing boy frowned and watched Xu Mingan finish all this, but did not say anything, nor did he blame Xu Mingan for disturbing the fish in the water. The boy felt that the Taoist priest did not look like a bad person, and he must have his own reasons for doing so.
of reasons.
Soon after, the boat folded with yellow paper entered the middle of the water. In the fishing boy's trance, the little man drawn on the yellow paper actually appeared and turned into the appearance of a golden little man, holding a golden hand with one hand.
The harpoon, and there was a rope at the end of the harpoon, connected to his waist. The next moment, the golden man suddenly threw the harpoon into the water. Then the rope was completely tightened, and the yellow paper folded boat was also on the water.
Constantly swaying, the water in a white fish stream ripples.
"ah?!"
The young man forgot about fishing and just stared at the boat blankly, as if he had entered a dream.
Xu Ming'an smiled with squinted eyes, which was just a small trick of the lower five Taoist monks, but in the eyes of the young man, this should be regarded as the magic of the gods on the mountain.
The boat swayed, and the little golden man standing on the boat struggled to "tug of war" and kept retracting the harpoon. On the other end of the harpoon, waves suddenly appeared in the water. It was clearly a large grass carp weighing at least ten kilograms. Suddenly the fishing boy let out a cry
He exclaimed that he had never seen such a big fish in his life. If he could catch such a fish, it would probably be enough to feed him for many days.
"Want to eat fish?"
Xu Mingan smiled slightly: "You can fish out the talisman paper and eat the big fish!"
The young man was startled. He hurriedly hooked the fishing rod to the boat and pulled the fish up. Strangely enough, although the ten-pound grass carp struggled hard, it was still dragged to the shore little by little. The young man rolled up his trousers.
, grabbed the small boat folded with yellow paper in the shallow water. There was a golden man and a harpoon attached to the small boat. The next moment, a large grass carp weighing more than ten kilograms was pulled up into the grass on the shore.
In an instant, all the golden figures and harpoons on the talisman paper turned into golden dust and scattered in the grass. The talisman paper was blank and there was nothing left, but the big grass carp weighing more than ten kilograms actually existed.
Still struggling hard in the grass, the fishing boy suddenly stopped caring about being dirty and pressed his whole body on the big grass carp, his eyes full of light.
That young Taoist priest is such a good person!
He had never imagined such a catch in his life.
…
Xu Ming'an sat on the bridge pier nearby, his heart was surging. He really liked this young man's sincerity, so he smiled and said: "This fish is given to you as a meeting gift. What is your name?"
"Xiaoman."
The fishing boy said in a childish voice: "My father's surname is Wei, and because I was born on the day of Xiaoman, he named me Wei Xiaoman. Master Immortal, are you the immortal on the mountain?"
"No."
Xu Mingan smiled and said: "I am still far, far away from being a god on the mountain, but I am working hard to be a god on the mountain. Xiaoman, let me ask you, are you willing to go up the mountain with me to study the Dharma?"
"ah?!"
The young man Xiao Man was surprised and opened his mouth: "Study the Fa... What are the benefits of studying the Fa?"
"There are so many benefits."
Xu Mingan smiled and said: "As long as you are willing, you can eat endless fish. Just like the magic method I just used, you can eat any fish you want. In addition, after learning the method, you will be able to
Earning money and honoring your parents can help your parents live a better life. If you become successful in the future and become a god on the mountain, you can help more people."
The young man Xiaoman frowned: "I am willing to learn the Dharma from the immortal master. The storytellers on the street always tell stories about the immortals on the mountain who bravely fight against the demons and the sword immortal on the mountain who draws his sword to kill the big demon. The immortal master can teach me
Is that capable?"
"able."
Xu Ming'an smiled and said: "Although I don't have that ability now, I can teach and learn at the same time. When I master it, I will teach it to you."
"OK!"
The young man Xiaoman said with a smile on his face: "But, I have to tell my parents."
"That's natural."
…
Late at night, Muzhen attacked the general Rongjia and knocked on the door of a farmer's house with Xu Ming'an. It was not good for Lin Zhao to come forward in person for this kind of thing, as it would be easy for Muzhen to come forward. It was more than enough for Muzhen to come forward. After Xiaoman went up the mountain to become a disciple.
, his parents are being raised in the Mountain Villa, and this expense is nothing at all.
