The 'scholar' on the water chuckled lightly, and did not reveal that she had forgotten her words. Instead, he took over her words and continued: "I share the light with the sun and the moon, and I am with the heaven and the earth. When I am, I am indifferent! Far away from me.
, faint! Everyone will die, but I will survive alone! The cloud will travel east..."
The 'scholar' paused, covered his face with his long sleeves, and said with a very ashamed look: "I forgot the next sentence about Yun Jiang's eastward journey, girl, do you remember it?"
She smiled and nodded, not caring whether the people on the water could see it or not, "The clouds will travel eastward, passing the swinging branches and encountering the grand mist."
She wagged her tail happily, and said to the scholar as if she knew some big secret: "Fuyao is the sacred tree behind you. It's called Fuyao!"
The 'scholar' turned around and went back, looking up at the towering Fuyao tree with great cooperation, and suddenly realized: "It turns out this is a sacred tree!" The 'scholar' shook his head and sighed: "No wonder it's in this bitter cold place.
It can grow so lushly."
She nodded, "Yes." She picked her chin with her fish tail: "This is what the old Taoist priest who often lectures here told me. The old Taoist priest said..."
As she spoke, she looked up and saw a face on the water that was enlarged and smiling brightly at her. The face was very close to the water, and she asked across the water: "Hey, I've heard Master say this a long time ago.
There is a mackerel in the weak water, and only she can survive in the weak water. It seems that I am lucky today, did I meet it?"
The man's smile was harmless, but it frightened her so much that she didn't dare to say anything back to him. She quickly turned around and swung her tail hard and swam towards the depths of the weak water. As she swam, she listened to the sounds behind her.
She seemed to hear a cry of pain, and a voice said: "Hey, I am a god too, don't be afraid of me~"
She swam too fast as if she was running for her life, and I don’t know if she heard it clearly...
She finally swam back to the bottom of the water, and bumped into the weak girl who came to look for her. The weak girl groaned in pain and rubbed the shoulder that was hit, and asked: "Sister, what's wrong with you? I haven't seen anyone after searching for a long time. Why?"
Are you swimming here so anxiously now?"
"Hehe..." She smiled a little apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I was scared by someone just now..."
"Human?" Weak Girl asked with some disbelief. "How could someone reach the shore of Weak Water!"
She nodded desperately, "He looks like you, but he is a man."
"Oh~ Is that the old Taoist priest you always told me about giving lectures under the Fuyao tree?"
The weak girl poked her cheek and said: "I heard Shuijun mention it a few days ago. It turns out that the old Taoist priest you have been seeing under the Fuyao tree giving lectures is the Nanhua God on Songmeng Mountain.
Where is your respect!"
She shook her head hurriedly and said: "The one I met today was not the Taoist priest I often talked about! He, he..." She didn't know how to describe it for a moment. She was frightened for a moment and did not see the person clearly.
Appearance, "He has no beard!"
"Pfft~" The weak woman suppressed her smile, "W-what did you say?"
"That's right!" She shook her tail unhappily and tried to defend herself, "That old Taoist priest has a white beard. I met him today. He didn't have a beard and he looked as big as Suicune!"
"Huh? Could it be that you mistook Suicune for that man?"
"Hmph!" She waggled her tail and turned around, "Do you think I'm face-blind and can't even recognize Suicune?!"