In the middle of the vast river, two people were riding in a boat.

The tide of fish has receded, leaving only a calm river flow.

Wu Shuang still took the jug, but she didn't drink any wine. Instead, she looked at the carvings on her head, her face showing deep contemplation.

"I once said that I came from Xiasong, Zhongzhou, which is not true. These two pots of Duling were just picked up casually when passing by Xiasong. Although they are not very old, they can still taste the wine. It’s truly extraordinary.”

The man spoke eloquently and was not in a hurry to tell the person in front of him what he meant.

"It's really difficult for me to talk about where it comes from, but if I can tell it, I naturally have to explain it to my brother. I really don't want to taste the taste of Wu Gou Qingshuang's two swords again." The man He looked up at the two flying swords flying around Wu Shuang's green robe, and was filled with admiration.

Wu Shuang was not angry, waved his hands and said: "Let's stop the polite words. Your body and moral conduct are not something ordinary people can cultivate. If you really fight to the death, the outcome is still a matter of victory or defeat. Why are you flattering me?"

It's not Wu Shuang's politeness. Previously, the man could be said to be inconspicuous. Today's duel is indeed no small matter. Not to mention the wonderful magical power that is unique in its own world. He just used the yellow rope on his shoulder to turn the void into reality and summon a yellow dragon that reaches the sky. Among the Xianjia Mountain Gates with names and plaques in Yi Zhang, it is probably difficult to single out the second one. Besides, this battle is still short. What extraordinary backhand does this seemingly lazy man have? Wu Shuang couldn't make any guesses.

"Brother is also a cheerful person. It seems that the flattery skills I have spent a lot of time learning are still not good enough. Anyway, I will report myself to my family first, so as not to arouse brother's anger and cut me a few times." The man's tone remained the same. He was lazy and frivolous, but his expression put away his laziness, he looked straight at Wu Shuang, cupped his fists and cupped his hands.

"Jia Qing, a fisherman of the 62nd generation who traveled to Yantang Prefecture, met the leader of Nangong Mountain."

The river flows slowly and fish leap, but otherwise everything is silent.

"Yantang Prefecture." Wu Shuang's gaze fell on the man, his eyes as bright as a torch. "Among the nine countries in the world, there is no place called Yantang Prefecture. I traveled far and wide in the world in my early years, and I have never heard of it. Pass."

The man's smile did not change, "I am indeed from Yantang Prefecture. It is probably because my brother has not set foot in the world for a long time. It is too old and some place names are confused. The world is so big, and the sect leader has a very good memory, so it is inevitable that he will remember it. When it’s wrong.”

Wu Shuangzai stared at the face of the man who called himself Yan Jiaqing carefully. After a long time, he lowered his eyelids, brushed his green robe, and took a sip of Duling wine. He didn't know what he was thinking, but looked towards the middle of the river, "Fisherman" What's the explanation? Depending on your ability, the fish you catch are unusual even if you think about it. You can't just catch a few fish kings from the Sanmen River and exchange them with others for some luck."

Yan Jiaqing had just finished drinking the wine in the pot, and when he heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly, moved the pot away with some reluctance, and said with a flat mouth, "I am wronged by these words, and the zodiac energy is just prepared for the next generation of spirit fishermen. Even if I want to use this good fortune to try my luck in a gambling house and make some money to buy wine, I still have a thief's heart but no ability. This yellow rope does have infinite magical powers, but I want to get the zodiac energy from it for me. It's just a fool's errand, maybe I'll get beaten up by this broken rope."

Seeing that Wu Shuang did not ask questions for a long time, Yan Jiaqing felt bored and sighed, "Fishing is my only profession in Yantang Prefecture. Generations have carried this yellow rope on their backs and never changed it. If the grade is calculated based on magic treasures, it is probably a bit higher than ordinary spiritual treasures. The spiritual treasures channel the spirits, and the candidates for fishermen in the past are also selected by this yellow rope. Once selected, the magic treasure recognizes its owner. Then you have to be responsible for fishing for zodiac energy in the mountains and rivers, or clinging to people with zodiac energy, picking up a little bit of luck, and leaving it for the next generation of fishermen."

Perhaps because he saw Wu Shuang's unkind expression, Yan Jiaqing stopped hiding it and revealed all the details, "It's said to be stealing luck and good fortune, but the fisherman of all generations spent their entire lives to accumulate tens of thousands of zodiac energy, or

Whether it is obtained from between the big rivers, or fished from the side of the beautiful water, or from the clinging

What is taken from other people is really not worth mentioning; there is indeed a lot of zodiac energy needed to save one's life and break through the realm, but unless it is a last resort, the fisherman never uses other people's luck, and only uses the ownerless zodiac energy accumulated in daily life, thousands of

This has been the case for hundreds of years, it is both a rule and an iron law."

"Then why do you have to come to Nangong Mountain? With your ability, you won't have to worry about running out of money. You can just be a teacher incognito, and you are overqualified for little use." As for what Yan Jiaqing said before, Wu Shuang did not comment, but

Change the topic and ask.

Yan Jiaqing chuckled, "Of course it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree. As a fisherman, it's easy for the Immortal family to miss you when walking around the rivers and lakes. As the saying goes, a real person doesn't show his face. If he's not a real person, then that's something that should be avoided, right?

?”

The ability to steal luck and fortune, which is enough to fascinate monks all over the world, can only be traced in the classics. Although there is not much ink in a few pens, it is also suspected of damaging one's moral character. Therefore, such magical powers have always been

Yan Jiaqing said this because he was not tolerated by the Immortal Family. He said that he was afraid of losing his identity, but in fact, he was afraid that his sect would be exposed.

"There is always no shortage of Qingtian old trees, let alone how can you dare to assert that Nangong Mountain can allow you to live under the mountain for a long time?" Wu Shuang, who started as the fourth child in his family, has long been accustomed to such flattery. Hearing Yan Jiaqing's words

, Gu Jing did not waver, just asked playfully.

"Brother, please don't be angry. Just listen to what you say next." Yan Jiaqing smiled and drank. After he was satisfied, he put away the hollow wine pot, "What happened in the Northern Yanze Kingdom must have happened to Sect Leader Wu.

I have heard that I just want to tell you something about the people in the big swamp.

The monster has something to do with the fisherman. If the monster really wakes up, I am afraid that ordinary practitioners will not be able to stop it. To put it harshly, there is not one immortal family in ten who is willing to take action to defend against the enemy, let alone those hiding in the mountains.

An old guy who is worried about losing his lifespan?"

"The zodiac energy in the yellow rope, according to the senior fisherman, can best withstand the power of the monster. Not to mention turning against the guests, it can at least save lives and protect Nangong Mountain. The young man I asked you for a few days ago is 90%

Jiu is the next generation of fisherman. Even if he leaves in the future, this incense and love will be enough to protect Nangong Mountain from worries."

"In troubled times, it's not shameful to find a corner of peace." Yan Jiaqing spoke softly and looked at the silent green-robed swordsman, waiting for the next words.

The river breeze blows, but it only adds to the boredom.

An old fish looked out of the river by the weak light on the boat, opened and closed its lips, and exerted all its strength, but still did not jump out of the river, only a faint echo of its tail slapping the river.

, spread far and wide.

"Gone."

The green-robed swordsman stood up, without wielding his sword, and walked out of the groggy fog step by step.
Chapter completed!