But Zhang Li and Lu Jie didn't mind Chen Xuan's aloofness. The more aloof Chen Xuan was, the more attracted they were.
Soon, Chen Xuan and the five young men and women traveling freely came to the beautiful Namtso Lake.
Seeing this beautiful Tianhu with your own eyes, just at the first glance, makes you feel relaxed and happy.
On this plateau, Namtso Lake is like a pure color picture, or like a blue gem given by God. The clear lake surface shines with sparkling waves under the refraction of the sun, and the clear water and blue sky jointly create a square
Fairyland.
"It's so beautiful, so beautiful!"
The two girls, Zhang Li and Lu Jie, had eyes full of light. They could not help but hold their breath in front of the fairyland-like Namtso Lake.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath and felt the unique atmosphere of Namtso Lake. Just standing by the lake, he felt as if his body and mind were being cleansed by the Tianhu Lake.
If you really live by this beautiful lake, maybe you can really forget everything in the world.
However, there was a sudden commotion among the tourists admiring the beautiful scenery by the lake.
Immediately afterwards, the crowd made way for a spacious road, and it seemed that something big had happened.
Chen Xuan and Zhang Li looked in the direction of the commotion together, and saw a skinny old man with white hair and a three-foot white beard slowly walking toward the lakeside.
Not only did this old man have white hair, but his clothes were also white, and they were so clean that there was no impurity at all.
Therefore, the old man feels holy and solemn, as if the old man is not a human figure, but the patron saint of Tibetan areas.
The appearance of this old man caused a stir among tourists.
Almost all the tourists became excited and excited!
Because their intuition told them that this old man must be a certain master in Tibetan area!
Only masters who have truly cultivated the Tao can have such peerless grace!
"Get out of the way, make way for Master Bugong!" the staff at the tourist area reminded loudly.
So the tourists made way for a wider road and watched the old man walking on gravel to the shore of Namtso Lake.
"Master Bugong?" Liu Le frowned, seeming to be searching for relevant information about this master in his mind.
At this time, a tourist nearby shouted with joy: "It's actually Master Bugong! One of the four top masters in the legendary Tibetan area! I didn't expect to see him come to Namtso Lake today. This trip is really worth it.
Got it!"
When many people heard this tourist's words, their emotions were aroused and they became even more excited and excited.
A large number of tourists picked up their mobile phones in unison and wanted to take pictures, but the staff immediately stopped them: "No taking pictures! Anyone who dares to take pictures is disrespectful to Master Bugon!"
The tourists who were about to take pictures were immediately startled and hurriedly turned off the camera, fearing that they would offend Master Bugon.
In Tibetan areas, the influence of every master is extremely huge.
Offending the Tibetan masters means offending the Tibetan people and Buddhists, and it will be difficult to leave the Tibetan areas.
Everyone looked at Master Bugong with great reverence, including the five young men and women who were with Chen Xuan.
Liu Le was impressed by Master Bugong's holy temperament and wished he could fall to the ground. Suddenly something occurred to him and he turned to Zhang Li and said, "Have you seen it? This is the real Tibetan master!"
Zhang Li and Lu Jie were said to be a bit embarrassed.
They have always regarded Chen Xuan as their master, because Chen Xuan looks very much like a Tibetan practitioner in appearance, temperament, words and deeds.
But as soon as Master Bugong appeared, they, like Liu Le, were deeply impressed by Master Bugong.
Although Master Bugong did not say a word after appearing on the stage, nor did he make any special or meaningful actions.
But the master is a master. Just standing on the shore of Namtso Lake reminds tourists of many philosophical statements.
Just as everyone was admiring the master's grace, a staff member suddenly appeared in their sight. This staff member walked towards Master Bugong respectfully. No one knew what he was going to do.
"Look, what is this staff member holding?"
A tourist suddenly pointed at the staff member’s right hand and shouted.
In fact, without his reminding, many people noticed that the staff member was holding a long wooden pole in his right hand.
Chen Xuan noticed immediately that the wooden pole was wrapped with almost transparent silk thread, and at the end of the silk thread was an iron needle about five centimeters long.
"This is...a fishing rod?"
Chen Xuan did not expect that the staff actually came out with a fishing rod, and it seemed that it was going to be used by Master Bugong.
Liu Le and the others were all dumbfounded: "Does Master Bugong want to fish in Namtso Lake?"
This is a very incredible thing for all tourists.
Because they know that Namtso Lake is a holy lake in Tibetan areas, no one is allowed to throw things into the lake, or swim or fish. Either way is a desecration of the holy lake and will be severely punished.
So everyone felt unbelievable when they saw the staff bringing fishing rods to Master Bugong.
But Master Bugong actually took the fishing rod and slowly untied the silk thread wrapped around the fishing rod.
Seeing Master Bugong's movements, Liu Le said in great surprise: "Master Bugong is indeed one of the four top masters in Tibetan areas! Only such top masters are qualified to fish in Namtso Lake!"
"I think Master Bugong is definitely not just fishing, but wants to express some profound philosophies through fishing." Zhang Li said, standing on tiptoes to try to see herself more clearly in the crowd.
"Zhang Li, you are right!" Liu Le said, while looking at Chen Xuan intentionally or unintentionally, "At the level of Master Bugong, how can he express his philosophy directly? Every move he makes is full of meaning.
Philosophy needs to be understood by ourselves."
Liu Le's words were obviously mocking the "chicken soup for the soul" that Chen Xuan just told him.
But Chen Xuan never took Liu Le seriously because the two parties were not on the same level at all.
On the contrary, it was Master Bugong's actions that made Chen Xuan somewhat interested.
"Look, the hook on that fishing rod is straight."
With Chen Xuan's words, not only Zhang Li and Lu Jie, but also the surrounding tourists all focused their attention on the fishhook.
Seeing this, everyone was even more surprised.
The fishhook is indeed straight!
"Does Master Bugong want to imitate Jiang Taigong in fishing?" Zhang Li, as a young and artistic woman, immediately thought of the allusion of Jiang Taigong's fishing.
This allusion also gave birth to a saying: When Jiang Taigong fishes, those who wish will take the bait.
Liu Le followed Zhang Li's words and asked: "Do you see the meaning of Master Bugong?"
"If we interpret it according to the allusion of Jiang Taigong's fishing, it means that those who are willing to take the bait are waiting for noble people to appreciate themselves, but I think the philosophy Master Bugong wants to express must be more than this."
As Zhang Li spoke, her eyes widened even more because she saw Master Bugong had thrown out his fishing line and started fishing on the shore of the beautiful Namtso Lake.
