But Zhang Li and Lu Jie didn't mind Chen Xuan's aloofness. The more Chen Xuan was, the more attractive they were.
Soon, Chen Xuan and the five young men and women who were traveling freely came to the beautiful Namtuo Lake.
Seeing this beautiful sky lake with your own eyes is just the first time you can feel refreshed.
On this plateau, Namtuo Lake is like a solid color scroll, or a blue gem given by God. The clear lake surface shines with ripples under the refraction of the sun, and the blue sky jointly creates a fairyland on earth.
"So beautiful, so beautiful!"
The two girls, Zhang Li and Lu Jie, had their eyes full of brilliance. Before the fairyland-like Namcho Lake, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath and felt the unique atmosphere on the banks of Namtuo Lake. Just standing by the lake, he felt that his body and mind were washed by the sky lake and was extremely clear.
If you really live by this beautiful lake, you may really be able to forget everything in the world.
However, a sudden commotion among the tourists who enjoyed the beautiful scenery by the lakeside.
Then the crowd gave up a spacious road and something seemed to have happened.
Chen Xuan and Zhang Li looked in the direction of the commotion together, and saw a thin old man with white hair and three feet of white beard slowly coming to the lakeside.
Not only was the old man's hair white, but his clothes were white, and they were so clean that they were free of any impurities.
Therefore, the old man gives people a holy and solemn feeling, as if the old man is not a human figure, but a patron saint of Tibetan areas.
The appearance of this old man caused a thrill among tourists.
Almost all tourists became excited!
Because intuition tells them that this old man must be a master in Tibet!
Only masters who truly practice and attain enlightenment have such a peerless style!
"Get out of the way and give way to Master Bugong!" The staff in the tourist area reminded loudly.
So the tourists gave up a wider road and watched the old man walk to the shore of Namtuo Lake on the gravel.
"Master Bugong?" Liu Le's brows froze, as if he was looking for information about the master in his mind.
At this time, a nearby tourist shouted ecstatically: "It's Master Bugong! One of the four top masters in the legendary Tibetan area! I didn't expect to see him coming to Namcuo Lake today. This trip was really worth it!"
Many people were all excited when they heard the tourists' words, and they became even more excited and excited.
A large number of tourists picked up their mobile phones at the same time and wanted to take pictures, but the staff immediately stopped them: "No photo is allowed! Whoever dares to take pictures is disrespectful to Master Bugong!"
The tourists who were about to take the photo were shocked and hurriedly turned off the camera, fearing that they would offend Master Bugong.
In Tibetan areas, the influence of every master is extremely huge.
Offending the Tibetan master is to offend the Tibetan people and Buddhists. It will be difficult to get out of the Tibetan area at that time.
Everyone looked at Master Bugong with great respect and worship, including the five young men and women who were with Chen Xuan.
Liu Le was impressed by Master Bugong's holy temperament and wanted to prostrate himself. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Zhang Li and said, "See, this is the real Tibetan master!"
Zhang Li and Lu Jie were said a little embarrassed.
They have always regarded Chen Xuan as a master, because Chen Xuan is very similar to a practitioner in Tibetan, regardless of appearance, temperament, words and deeds.
But as soon as Master Bugong appeared, they were deeply impressed by Master Bugong like Liu Le.
Although Master Bugon did not say a word or did nothing special or meaningful after appearing.
But the master is a master. Just standing by the Namtso Lake reminds tourists of many philosophical sentences.
Just as everyone was looking at the master's style, a staff member suddenly appeared in their sight. The staff member respectfully walked towards Master Bugong, and no one knew what he was going to do.
"Look, what is the staff in their hands?"
A tourist suddenly pointed at the staff's right hand and said loudly.
In fact, he didn't need to remind him, many people noticed that the staff was holding a long wooden pole in their right hand.
Chen Xuan immediately noticed that there was a nearly transparent thread wrapped around the wooden pole, and the end of the thread was an iron needle about five centimeters long.
"Is this... a fishing rod?"
Chen Xuan didn't expect that the staff actually came out with a fishing rod, and it seemed that they were going to be used by Master Bugong.
Liu Le and the others were all stunned: "Master Bugong wants to fish in Namcuo Lake?"
This is a very incredible thing for all tourists.
Because they knew that Namtuo Lake is a holy lake in Tibetan areas, and no one was allowed to throw things into the lake, or swim and fish. No matter which one is a blasphemy to the holy lake, and will be severely punished.
So everyone was incredible to see the staff bringing fishing rods to Master Bugong.
But Master Bugong really took the fishing rod and slowly untied the thread wrapped around the fishing rod.
Seeing Master Bugong's movements, Liu Le said in surprise: "Master Bugong is worthy of being one of the four top masters in Tibet! Only such top masters are qualified to fish in Namcuo Lake!"
"I think Master Bugong is definitely not as simple as fishing, but wants to express some profound philosophy through fishing." Zhang Li said, tiptoing to try to make herself see more clearly in the crowd.
"Zhang Li, you are right!" Liu Le said, looking at Chen Xuan intentionally or unintentionally. "When he reached the level of Master Bugong, how could he speak out the philosophy in a straightforward way? His every move is full of philosophy and we need to understand it ourselves."
Liu Le's words are obviously mocking the "Chicken Soup of the Heart" that Chen Xuan just said to him.
But Chen Xuan never took Liu Le seriously because both sides were not at the same level at all.
On the contrary, Master Bugong's actions made Chen Xuan feel a little interested.
"Look, the hook on that fishing rod is straight."
Chen Xuan said, not only Zhang Li and Lu Jie, but also the tourists around him all focused on the fish hook.
Seeing this, everyone was even more surprised.
The fish hook is indeed straight!
"Does Master Bugong want to imitate Jiang Taigong fishing?" Zhang Li, as a literary young woman, suddenly thought of Jiang Taigong fishing allusion.
This allusion also gave birth to a saying: Jiang Taigong fishes, and he is willing to take the bait.
Liu Le asked according to Zhang Li's words: "Do you see the meaning of Master Bugong?"
"If we explain it according to the allusion of Jiang Taigong fishing, it means that the wishes take the bait, wait for the nobles, and Bole to appreciate him, but I think the philosophy that Master Bugong wants to express must be more than this."
Zhang Li said, widening her eyes because she saw that Master Bugon had thrown out the fishing line and began fishing on the beautiful Namtuo Lake.