Chapter 612 The Mysterious Fisherman
Even at this time, under the careful detection of Qin Tian's spiritual power, the fisherman still did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, as if he was just a mortal with no power.
In view of this strange situation, Qin Tian's eyes flickered slightly, and he became alert in his heart. He hurriedly bowed to the river:
"I was careless for a moment and disturbed the old gentleman's interest. I will leave now!"
However, as the voice fell, there was no response.
The old man on the river was still fishing with his eyes closed, and even dozed off slightly, looking drowsy.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the heavy snow was still falling around, and the whistling cold wind was whistling.
Even time passed very slowly, and Qin Tian felt that he was living a year. His back was already soaked with cold sweat, but he did not dare to move, and could only continue to maintain the posture of bowing.
Ao Ling'er next to him was unaware of it, and was still rolling in the snow, having a lot of fun.
After more than ten breaths, the white-haired old man was suddenly awakened, and then he quickly pulled up the fishing rod, and actually hooked out a struggling fat carp.
Seeing this, the fisherman's face suddenly smiled, and he shouted excitedly:
"Hey~! Little guy, I endured the cold and hunger, and fished for you for three days and three nights, and finally you got it!"
After saying this, the old man quickly put the fish away, and then excitedly propped up the oars, controlled the dilapidated fishing boat to row towards the shore, and shouted:
"Young man, meeting is fate, quickly make a fire, and I will treat you to fish!"
Qin Tian on the shore heard this, and his eyes showed a little strangeness, but he did not dare to show it on the surface. Instead, he quickly stepped forward to cooperate with the old man and slowly docked the fishing boat on the shore.
Thanks to his experience of fishing at sea in his early years, his movements were extremely skilled, and even the white-haired fisherman saw this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Ao Ling'er, who was not far away, heard that it was time to eat again, so she jumped up and down, and cheered for a while.
Soon, Qin Tian took the fish basket handed over by the white-haired old man, took out the dagger and handled it very skillfully, and then started to make a fire and boil fish soup.
But for some reason, Qin Tian did not use the "innate true fire", but picked up some firewood and made an ordinary fire.
With the cooking experience in recent years, the scene soon filled with a rich fragrance, and the fish soup was boiled to be extremely delicious, which can be said to be full of color, fragrance and taste.
The three-year-old girl next to her had already drooled with greed, staring at the fish soup with her eyes, and it was difficult to move away.
The white-haired old man took out a wine bag, took a sip with a comfortable look on his face, and then feasted with everyone.
Soon, the pot of fish soup was wiped out cleanly.
But for some reason, the meat of the seemingly ordinary plump carp is extremely delicious, not like ordinary things at all.
In view of this situation, Qin Tian couldn't help but secretly doubt in his heart.
After all, there have always been rumors in the world of immortal cultivation that some powerful hermits like to conceal their cultivation and play in the world, so as to gain insights in their state of mind and find opportunities to break through the barriers of cultivation.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but cautiously test and say:
"I wonder if the old man has any other instructions?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man who was full of wine and food couldn't help but flash a gleam in his eyes, and suddenly praised with a smile:
"The young man is not bad, he knows how to respect the old and love the young, and he is also a good seedling! It's just that he is not old and his tone is too arrogant. Is that sword that breaks all laws really so bad?"
When these words came out, Qin Tian was slightly stunned at first, and then reacted quickly, and hurriedly said with a humble face Xu said awkwardly:
"Ahem~! The old gentleman is right! I am so ignorant and embarrassed!"
The white-haired old man on the opposite side smiled mysteriously when he heard the words, and then he pinched out a sword finger with one hand, and casually slashed it through the air, and said casually:
"Young man, watch carefully, what is the real sword breaking all laws!"
As soon as the voice fell, as the old man's sword finger slashed, the river surface in the distance was actually cut off in the middle by an invisible sword energy, revealing the muddy riverbed at the bottom.
As for the rolling mountains on the other side of the river, more than ten mountains were split by the sword energy in an instant, and the cut parts were also smooth as a mirror.
Then the terrifying sword energy did not stop at all, and cut a bottomless gully on the earth, which spread to a hundred miles away, and it was almost impossible to see the end at a glance.
In an instant, the majestic sword intent rushed into the sky!
The wind and snow in the sky froze on the spot, and the biting cold wind suddenly stopped!
With just a casual sword, the power can split mountains, crack the earth, and even stop rivers!
The shocking scene is really jaw-dropping!
Such a terrifying strength is hard for others to imagine!
Qin Tian, who witnessed the whole process, only felt his head buzzing, his teeth trembling, and cold sweat all over his body.
"Plop~!"
Xuantian Taoist did not hesitate at all, and simply knelt on the ground, respectfully performing the junior's etiquette:
"I didn't know that the senior was here, if I offended you, please forgive me!"
At the same time, Ao Ling'er, who was originally drowsy after eating, was awakened instantly. She was frightened and her face turned pale on the spot. She rolled and crawled to hide behind Qin Tian, trembling and nervously said:
"Bad uncle...this...this grandpa is so scary!"
The white-haired old man on the opposite side stood up in a leisurely manner, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he shouted with hatred:
"You have a meaning in your body, but you don't know how to use it. A stupid young man like you is the only one I have ever seen in my life! Let me ask you, what is the meaning?"
Hearing this, Qin Tian was slightly startled and quickly shook his head honestly.
Seeing this situation, the white-haired old man became even more angry. He blushed and scolded him on the spot, and then said in a profound tone:
"Junior, listen up! Thoughts come from the heart, and thoughts arise from thoughts. Everything in the world has its true meaning. There are three thousand avenues. Although each has its own merits, they all lead to the same path!
But what does it mean? What is momentum? It should be noted that the sword has the intention of the sword, the sword has the intention of the blade, and the spear also has the intention of the spear! Transforming the situation into meaning is all within your reach! "
After saying this, the old man picked up a dead branch and flew it through the air seemingly casually. His movements were extremely slow, as if he was deliberately demonstrating something.
But around the withered branches, there was a wonderful artistic conception accompanying it, which was both groundbreaking and arrogant!
At this moment, the old man's words echoed in his ears, and his eyes were fixed on the path of the dead branch. Qin Tian felt a roar in his mind, and seemed to have some realization in his heart, and his eyes fell into a state of trance.
