The place where real people have enlightened is different, there are still bamboo shoots after the season, and the quality is quite good, the meat is crisp and tender, and it smells fragrant.

Zhu Changyang happily put the bamboo shoots into the mustard bag, and then continued to move forward with Jun Su.

The bamboo forest is layered with greenery, and everything as far as the eye can see is lush green.

The two walked for a while, and they felt that the bamboo sea was endless, as if there was no edge, and there was no way out.

Although Zhu Changyang came here with the mentality of traveling, he still felt a little tired of seeing the same scenery all the time. He wondered whether the bamboo forest was the only scene left in the memory of Gu Peng before his death.

His true identity is actually Su Dongpo, a cultivator!

Fortunately, after walking for a while, I suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water.

Zhu Changyang was refreshed and walked following the sound of water. He passed through clumps of green bamboos and pushed aside a cluster of green branches. His eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly became enlightened.

All I saw was a flat sandy field in front of me, about ten feet in diameter, with a cliff at the end of the flat field.

The cliff towers into the clouds, and the top cannot be seen. In the misty white clouds, a thin waterfall flies down.

At the bottom is a half-moon-shaped stone pool, with rounded pebbles piled around the edge. The water is deep and a waterfall falls into it, splashing with rolling water.

There are also many sword cultivators here, searching the clouds and water with their swords.

There is also an octagonal pavilion made of bamboo on the right side of Shitan. The bamboo is very old.

Zhu Changyang walked around the pavilion first, and then frowned: "Why are there people like this everywhere? They are so incompetent!"

It turns out that many of the bamboos in the pavilion have the names of people who came in before, as well as the classic "xx came here for a visit".

Jun Su tasted his wording and felt that it was very accurate, so he nodded and said with disdain: "No quality."

Zhu Changyang shook his head and walked to the edge of the stone pool again.

Originally, he just wanted to check in, but when he looked over, he was shocked. He immediately stretched his hand back to greet Jun Su: "Xiao Ci, come and see! Is there live sashimi here?!"

Jun Su was inexplicable. He followed Zhu Changyang's movements and took two steps forward to the edge of the pool. He was slightly surprised in his eyes and smiled: "This real person does have some skills."

The water in Shitan is extremely clear, almost transparent, and in the water, there are strips of "fish" swimming around.

Those "fish meat" are all about the size of chopsticks, their bodies are very thin, there is no fish skin, and their pink and white muscles are exposed.

To be precise, it is a thinly sliced ​​sashimi, but with eyes on one end and a tail fin on the other.

Zhu Changyang:????

At first, he thought it was because he was dazzled, or because some incompetent swordsman threw the sliced ​​fish fillets into the pool.

After taking a closer look, I determined that these "sashimi" were all alive and were a group of fish that looked like "fish meat".

Although I know that there are many strange things in the world of cultivation, such a strange fish is still unheard of.

Zhu Changyang was extremely curious and immediately stopped a passing sword cultivator and asked: "Brother, do you know why this fish looks like this?"

The sword cultivator who was stopped glanced at him with confusion on his face: "Why is it you again?"

Only then did Zhu Changyang realize that the person he was blocking happened to be the tour guide who had explained it to him earlier. He immediately showed a familiar look and said, "It turns out it's you again. That's great. Brother, you are so knowledgeable. You must know what's going on!"

The tour guide wanted to refuse at first, but when he heard this, he felt happy and said with a straight face: "I'm not very knowledgeable, but I still know a lot about Gupeng Secret Realm."

"Brother, you are humble." Zhu Changyang clasped his fists, "Brother, please speak."

The tour guide finally lost himself in the loud noises, and couldn't help but start explaining again, saying: "Do you know where this pool is?"

Zhu Changyang shook his head.

The tour guide explained: "This is the sword-washing pool of Gupeng Zhenren. The fish in the pond is called 'Yufu', which was left behind when Zhenren attained enlightenment."

It is said that Master Gu Peng realized the meaning of the sword in the bamboo. After going to Kunlun, he still stayed with the bamboo and built a pavilion with bamboo beside the sword washing pool. Whenever he had free time, he would go to the pavilion to meditate and reflect.

At that time, Gu Peng was still young and had not yet completely abstained from grains. He spent most of his time eating in the wind and drinking dew, and occasionally ate snakeheaded fish in the pool. He would often cut open raw fish with invisible sword intent and eat them whole.

One day, Gu Peng used his sword intent to catch fish as usual. At that time, the dusk was closing, and the pool was filled with glow. When he drew his sword intent, the red light in the pond rose sharply, and the afterglow of the setting sun was introduced into the sword.

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Gu Peng became enlightened with swordsmanship, and the fish meat that he had eaten into flakes actually came back to life, growing fish eyes and tail fins. From then on, it grew in the sword-washing pond, and later generations called it "the remaining belly"

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"Sure enough, the real great gods all have some miracles on their bodies." Zhu Changyang was very excited after hearing this. He looked at the "remaining belly" in the water and sighed, "What a good story, what a good fish,

If you use this to open a fish and fish shop, it will be much more interesting than tuna and salmon!"

Studio:

【?????This fish is awesome!! It has meat but no bones and does not need to be processed. Isn’t this the fish of my dreams! I recommend introducing it to our world! Bliss~】

[Master Gu Peng can actually achieve enlightenment and success in front of such a pond of fish. What kind of willpower does this show~]

[Chang Yang’s idea is my idea! Speaking of which, our history of eating sashimi can be traced back to very early times, and we eat it very delicately, and there are many related stories! 】

The tour guide heard Zhu Changyang's thoughts and immediately shook his head and said: "No, Yufu can only survive in the secret realm."

As early as when the Gupeng Secret Realm was first opened, monks fished out the remaining belly and took it outside the border. However, the remaining belly fed on the sword intention of the real person and could not survive outside this place.

Zhu Changyang had no choice but to give up this idea with regret, but he did not leave just yet. It was rare to see such a strange thing, so of course he had to take a second look.

I continued to squat by the pool, looking at these moving sashimi with great interest, thinking about how chewy the fish would be due to the large amount of exercise.

Jun Su couldn't help but feel a little funny, and without urging him, he retreated to the pavilion and took a nap against the bamboo.

At this time, the rays of light in the sky disappeared, and the pool gradually darkened, making it difficult to see clearly, so Zhu Changyang moved forward a little further.

As I got closer, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. I saw a black... cat head emerging silently from the depths of the water?

Zhu Changyang:?

Are there too many weird things in this world of cultivation?

Not only sashimi grows in the water, but also cats? Can production and sales be directly integrated?

The sky is too dark and the water is blurry. You can vaguely see that this cat has a huge head, two round yellow-green eyes, and a tuft of white hair on its forehead... Wait!

What did the profiteer say before entering the secret realm - "Some people have encountered the White-fronted Tiger King".

Zhu Changyang's whole body froze, and white hairs of sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

He suddenly realized that this was not a cat, but a huge black insect.

This big insect was not in the water, it was just its reflection in the water. It should be above the pool, maybe right behind him.

But Zhu Changyang didn't dare to look back at all. The tiger was still staring at him in the water. He was afraid that if he moved, the tiger would immediately pounce on him.

Judging from the reflection, the tiger should be very close to him. If it made a move, with his weak skills, he might not be able to dodge it.

At this time, we can only place our hope on a certain thigh!

Zhu Changyang tilted his peripheral vision to the right, trying hard to make eye contact with his thigh.

At this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded from the side, and a long sword flew out from the side and stabbed the black tiger.

The black tiger was suddenly frightened, suddenly burst into flames, opened its big mouth, roared and rushed towards the long rivers.

Zhu Changyang's heart almost burst out of his chest, and he instinctively shouted: "Xiao Ci——"

Almost at the same time, his waist was suddenly grabbed, and his eyes flickered. When he looked again, he found that he was already standing on the edge of the flat ground.

Jun Su held his waist with one hand and looked toward the pool with slightly cold eyes: "It's the demon tiger."

Zhu Changyang also saw it.

The black tiger failed to pounce, and did not pursue it again. Instead, it squatted on the spot, with its waist and back arched, as if it were about to pounce.

The original place refers to the water surface of Shitan. A black tiger so big can just step on the water without sinking.

Even if Zhu Changyang had never seen a monster, he could tell that this tiger had some magical powers in it.

The sword he attacked just now failed to hit, and immediately flew back upside down, and was held by a middle-aged swordsman in blue clothes.

Immediately afterwards, three more thin swords flew out of the bamboo forest, and three sword cultivators jumped out and surrounded the Lan Shang sword cultivator, occupying the four corners of the plain.

The four of them faced the demonic tiger with their swords, their eyes shining brightly, the swords trembling slightly, and the clanking sound of metal could be faintly heard.

After all, Zhu Changyang was at the pinnacle of foundation building. Although his skills were not good, his five senses were extremely sharp. He could vaguely see four air currents with a faint halo in the night, crisscrossing each other, trapping the demon tiger in the middle.

It was the first time he saw this kind of substantial air flow, and he was immediately surprised: "Is this sword energy? It's really powerful!"

Jun Su spoke calmly: "The sword energy that can be seen by you is not a powerful sword energy."

Zhu Changyang felt that these words were harsh and looked at him sideways: "Does this sentence refer to me or to them?"

Jun suddenly seemed not to hear anything and looked ahead calmly.

The four of them came prepared. They quickly formed a sword formation, stepped forward in an orderly manner, and slowly tightened the formation.

The black tiger's back arched higher, making a "gurgling" sound in its throat. A pair of big green eyes roamed around the four people, as if it was selecting prey.

Zhu Changyang was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe out. Suddenly, he felt cold, and the air around him seemed to be frozen, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.

A deep voice came from above: "Don't hurt it."

Zhu Changyang felt that the sound was very familiar. He looked up and saw a figure wearing a black gauze hat flying down from the waterfall in the faint moonlight.

It was the man in black who sat at the table with them outside the secret realm.
To be continued...