Chapter 247: The Divine Turtle Still Lives (VI)
The old fisherman is very old, and his face is full of vicissitudes of life.

The wrinkles under the eyelids are like the canyons and gullies in the Wuling Mountains.

After hearing what Zhao Rong said, the old fisherman’s two sparse white eyebrows shrank together, and his wrinkles became denser and deeper. Because he had his back to them, Shang Sufeng, Zou Songqing and the others did not see it.

Old man Dian Cang looked confused.

He glanced at the old fisherman’s back, then looked at the green-robed sword god who suddenly became interested.

With doubts in his mind, his eagle eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light!
Hold your breath and concentrate to feel the old fisherman’s breath, and feel his movements from the subtle details.

but
Shang Sufeng frowned, not noticing anything wrong.

The old man in the bamboo hat was trembling and his breathing was not smooth. His whole body was tense when he pulled up the water fish, and it was obvious that he was using all his strength.

From this we can see that there is nothing special about the old fisherman.

He is just an ordinary old man.

While Shang Sufeng was thinking, the old fisherman turned his head and threw a fish.
“Plop” sound.

The water fish was thrown back into the river.

Shang Sufeng stared at the ripples, and then listened to Zhao Rong’s slow question:
“Father, you got a good turtle and pulled it ashore with great effort. Why don’t you make a pot of nourishing soup with it instead of throwing it back?”

The old fisherman had no expression on his long face, and responded in an old voice:

“My hero, you may not know that I have seen this old turtle several times. It is not only destined to be with me, but it has also helped me. Although the old turtle swam unintentionally in the distance, it helped me gather fish and shrimp. As soon as I saw it, my basket was never empty.”

What he said was strange, but after a little thought one could feel that it was full of wisdom and was convincing.

“So, this pot of fresh soup is not worth it.”

“Although we have only met a few times, I regard it as a friend. I have scared it when I caught it today, and I feel uneasy. I just hope it will escape to the Zhou River in the future and not get caught in the fisherman’s net, so that it can have a good end.”

After hearing what the old fisherman said, the master and disciple Dian Cang on the boat looked a little strange.

The old man’s words seemed to have a deeper meaning, but they couldn’t understand it.

However.
The blue-clothed sword god beside him laughed again: “Great.”

Qu Feiyan looked at the old fisherman with a smile on her face:

“Brother, what’s so wonderful about this?”

Zhao Rong looked at the fading ripples on the river and said, “In my early years, I was also a fisherman. I have deep feelings for rivers and lakes. Although I make a living by fishing, I have awe for the creatures in the water.”

“Since this old man considers the old turtle as a friend, how can he cook his friend for food?”

“If a person in the martial arts world can have this kind of awareness in practicing martial arts, get close to nature and gain power, and seek martial arts in purity, then the road will be broad.”

“Whether you are a fisherman or a warrior, you can all sense this connection.”

“How can I not feel wonderful when I am adrift on the river bank at this moment?”

After listening to this, Zou Songqing gained a lot of insights.

I thought that the Sword God was the Sword God. He could express so many truths with just a few words.

Old man Dian Cang found it interesting.

Although they couldn’t see anything peculiar about the old fisherman, they knew that the Sword God and his wife wouldn’t get involved with an old fisherman for no reason.

The old fisherman just laughed dryly.

It seemed like he understood, but also like he was simply agreeing.

As the boat sailed further, the two banks gradually became narrower and there were more and more peach trees.

Qu Feiyan looked regretful: “What a pity, the fragrant grass and falling flowers are not in this season.”

Zhao Rong nodded:

“A man from Wuling mistakenly entered the Peach Blossom Spring, which was talked about by people at that time and people after him were eager to pursue. It is also said that the peach blossoms filled the stream like a mirror, but the dust in one’s heart is like dirt and cannot be washed away.”

He muttered to himself and asked the old fisherman:

“I think you have been here for many years and should have seen the magnificent scenery in your mind. I wonder if we can catch a glimpse of the corner of Taoyuan Mountain Stream along the Yuan River?”

His eyes met with the old fisherman.

Even if the old man wanted to hide, he couldn’t.

He sighed, and his originally calm face suddenly showed a look of frustration and sorrow.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong couldn’t suppress the smile on his face.

It’s not that I’m happy about playing pranks on people, but when I think about the past, I feel that there was so much fun in those years.

“Four friends, please follow me.”

The boat suddenly became quiet.

In the eyes of everyone, the originally trembling old fisherman suddenly became agile.

Fold the sail and row the boat.

Zou Songqing originally wanted to go up and help, but the old man suddenly gained tremendous strength from somewhere.

The clear waves on the river are swaying and the boat is moving fast.

He steered the boat with ease, and the waves in the river were much bigger than when the old turtle entered the water.

It seems that he has some profound internal skills.

But the strange thing is that even though he was exerting his strength at this moment, he couldn’t feel any signs of true energy flowing from his body.

Shang Sufeng was curious about his martial arts.

I was even more curious about why the old fisherman looked so bitter, as if he had encountered the most unfortunate thing in his life.

The boat was very light and did not slow down even when passing the fork in the road.

After several turns, we entered a lake at the end of a tributary of the Yuan River. It was surrounded by green trees, which was quite poetic.

A white water bird took off from the shallows with a small fish in its mouth, leaving behind a few white feathers.

The lake and trees are beautiful, and Master Dian Cang and his disciples lingered there for a while. Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan were also amazed by what they saw.

When we arrived at the lake ferry, there was a wooden bridge and plank road that extended for more than ten meters. Flowers and plants were planted on both sides. Although there was no fragrance at this time, the craftsmanship could be seen. The plank roads were both new and old and had been repaired many times. It was obvious that someone took care of them on a daily basis.

The Utopia described by Mr. Wu Liu is not this place. However, even if you can’t see the drunken land, it is still a good place to relax your mind.

The waves on the lake pushed far away, attracting people who were paying attention to the lake.

“Master!”

From a distance, I heard a woman shouting, “You’re back a little late today.”

Ji Fenglian ran over to meet him and said with a smile:
“Brother, you are worrying about nothing again, saying that something is strange today. I said it is impossible, you must have run into the gangsters who are looking for you everywhere, and you got a little excited to watch the fun, so you are delayed.”

There were several more footsteps behind her.

Sun Xinzhao followed behind her.

As the eldest brother, he is naturally more stable than his younger sisters.

However, knowing that his master had returned safely, he calmed down and walked much faster than usual.

When he reached the other side of the plank road, he saw the sister who was shouting freeze.

He frowned and looked towards the direction of the boat, and immediately he seemed to be immobilized by a spell.

The master looked miserable.
The person accompanying him was a man in blue.

At this moment, I was listening to the lake breeze and looking around at the grass and trees.

The moment this person appeared, Sun Xinzhao felt as if the blood in his body stopped flowing for a moment.

With just one glance, he overlapped the person in front of him with the towering figure on the Tianshan Mountains in Yancheng.

Yes. It’s the Sword God.!!
The one who was half a step behind the Sword God was a stunning woman. She carried a sword, had an extraordinary bearing, and was quite close to the Sword God.

With a quick guess, you can tell who it is.

Behind them were two acquaintances.

Sun Xinzhao was very familiar with the essence of Dian Cang.

At this moment, it was like the sky was falling.

Looking at the man in green, he felt very nervous, but he couldn’t muster any desire to resist.

He took two steps forward, patted his dazed sister, and called out to a few fellow disciples who were lagging behind, and went to meet them together.

Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan were not surprised. But after seeing Sun Xinzhao and Ji Fenglian, Master and Disciple Dian Cang could not take their eyes away.

During this period, Changde Prefecture was searched by all the local leaders, but no trace of these two people could be found.

You can’t find it even after searching everywhere.

I didn’t expect them to be here.

“Greetings to Senior Sword God!”

Sun Xinzhao’s voice was trembling a little, he was really scared.

The master’s enemies came to kill them. If there was only one Dian Cang Miao Di, they could still fight.

But now that Yancheng is here, the gap in strength is too big, so today is likely to be a dangerous day.

He stepped forward and bowed, and the rest of his fellow disciples, including Ji Fenglian, also bowed.

Although Ji Fenglian was frightened, he was able to keep up with Sun Xinzhao’s pace.

When Junior Brother An Ruyue and others from Taoyuan suddenly heard the word “Sword God”, they were so confused that their whole bodies trembled.

In their panic, they greeted Old Eagle respectfully again.

Then he stood by the road, listening with his ears pricked up, not daring to utter a word.

“Master Sun, I haven’t seen you for many years. I didn’t expect that you have not only made great progress in your skills, but also taught such an outstanding group of disciples.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhongqing looked even more miserable.

He looked at Zhao Rong, his heart in turmoil.

If you ask this man in the world who he least wants to meet, it must be the person in front of him.

“Sword God, you are too kind.”

Hall Master Sun said with a bitter face: “Thanks to the guidance of the Sword God, I had a direction after leaving Blackwood Cliff. I studied martial arts with great effort and now I am old.”

“Over the past twenty years, I have improved my mental skills and refined my previous martial arts to create the Black Tortoise Breathing Method.”

“I have always been proud of it.”

“Unexpectedly”

“I saw the Sword God from afar today. I couldn’t hide my aura, let alone dodge it.”

“It can be seen that my kung fu is not worth mentioning in front of the Sword God.”

“My disciples are also very stupid. They have no idea what happened back then and are not worthy of the Sword God’s attention.”

Hearing this last sentence, a strange look flashed across Zhao Rong’s face.

The master of the Xuanwu Hall has also undergone significant changes.

The doubts of Master Dian Cang and his disciples were immediately resolved.

This old fisherman indeed has a connection with the Sword God, and he has also mastered a miraculous skill.

Qu Feiyan on the side said with a smile:
“Your Kung Fu is very unique. Even I can’t see any trace of your Qi running.”

“But the spirit of a martial artist is different from that of an ordinary person. It is impossible for you to hide it from my senior brother.”

Zhao Rong glanced at the Taoyuan disciples who lowered their heads, and then turned his gaze to Sun Zhongqing.

“Master Sun is indeed the pillar of Xuanwu Hall. He is already over 80 years old, but he is still so strong. I think he will still be full of energy in another 20 years.”

Sun Zhongqing smiled bitterly, knowing that the other party was slandering him.

However, he did a lot of bad things in the past and was even hostile to this person.

Just a few words are enough.

He was a man who knew how to talk and act. He felt that Zhao Rong did not have much murderous intent, so he followed his words and said:

“As the saying goes, even though the tortoise lives a long time, it still has its end.”

“I am an old man living in mediocrity, far inferior to the Sword God who is immortal and evergreen. He is truly a god-like figure in the world.”

Zhao Rong didn’t pay attention to these words and suddenly asked:

“How did you escape from the Junji Fengchan Terrace back then?”

Sun Zhongqing recalled:

“I was hit by the explosives and suffered internal injuries. I pretended to be a dead body to recover my energy and then went down to Dengfeng in the dark at night.”

Zhao Rong nodded: “Heimu Ya summoned his old subordinates and gave them the antidote, why didn’t you return?”

Sun Zhongqing did not hesitate:
“Master Ren has regained power. Although he has given the antidote, given his personality, he will not be willing to be lonely as long as he is still alive, and no one can persuade him.”

“The dispute between the Jianghu and the Jianghu has started again, and Blackwood Cliff is about to collide with the righteous path again.”

“This could make us an enemy of the Hengshan Sect. With this in mind, I no longer have any intention of returning to Blackwood Cliff.”

“Then how did you cure the poison of the Three Corpses Brain Pill?” Zhao Rong asked again.

Sun Zhongqing gazes at the Central Plains:
“The antidote was obtained from Ping Yizhi.”

“Oh?”

“Why would Ping Yizhi give you the antidote without my order?”

“Of course,” Sun Zhongqing smiled. “I know that if I force it, it will only lead to both sides being hurt, so I stay with Ping Yizhi and wait for an opportunity.”

“Many people rebelled against Blackwood Cliff back then, so naturally there were some who guessed where the antidote came from.”

“As expected, someone secretly attacked Ping Yizhi and his wife.”

“I seized the opportunity and rescued his wife.”

“Ping Yizhi fears and loves his wife at the same time. He can only repay her kindness by giving me the antidote.”

Zhao Rong nodded slightly and asked again:
“Why don’t you go to the Western Regions, but stay in Xiaoxiang instead?”

“Xiaoxiang is the safest place with the Sword God in charge,” Sun Zhongqing said without hesitation, “The Western Regions may seem free, but the fragments of the Sunflower Manual were taken there. This evil technique has many variables, and I don’t want to touch the people and things related to it anymore.”

He looked at Zhao Rong and continued:

“During these years in Xiaoxiang, I studied martial arts and taught my disciples, and it was very peaceful.”

“These young people are different from me. They don’t have to go through the intrigues on Blackwood Cliff. In addition to the way to survive in the martial arts world, I also taught them to avoid causing trouble and not to kill innocent people. Some of the loyal disciples are much better than me and have done a lot of good deeds in the surrounding areas.”

“This allows us to live peacefully in Xiaoxiang, and also helps me accumulate some blessings, so that I can live to see the day when I meet the Sword God again.”

He finished speaking and bowed:

“I have never dared to face what happened back then.”

“Now I have to apologize to the Sword God.”

“No matter how you ask me, I am willing to do it.”

Qu Feiyan on the side laughed: “Brother, what you said is indeed right. Master Sun is really a smart man.”

Sun Zhongqing, who had just looked as if he was apologizing, quickly revealed a shrewd smile on his wrinkled face when he heard this.

How could he not see that the Sword God of Yancheng was not here to call for punishment?

“Sword God, Lady Qu, Brother Shang, please come to my humble room for a chat.”

Several people entered the Taoyuan wooden building.

Although there is no luxury here, it is quiet.

The fish and shrimp caught today all became snacks to go with wine.

Sun Zhongqing dug out the oldest Wuling wine to entertain these most special guests.

Only then did Ji Fenglian and others realize that Dian Cang Miaozhi was not their master’s enemy at all.

“Pan Yang Jue has a deep connection with our Dian Cang Sect. Like Lie Yang Jue, it is derived from Lie Yang Divine Jue.”

When Shang Sufeng said this, everyone knew what he meant.

Old man Dian Cang took out the Lie Yang Jue, and old man Xuan Wu took out the Pan Yang Jue, and the two exchanged their views.

Zhao Rong drank with Qu Feiyan, looking out at the lake and forest outside from time to time.

Only they themselves can experience this leisurely feeling.
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(End of this chapter)