In the next few days, if it was not an important course, Chen Qiu would not go and would sit cross-legged in the room to practice.
Some of the senior sister's words also awakened Chen Qiu. Everyone seems to be getting along very well now. They regard Chen Qiu as the leader of this small team. This just does not involve their own interests. Besides, Chen Qiu cannot always help.
For others, once Chen Qiu is unable to take action or cannot solve the problem, all previous efforts will be in vain.
Unknowingly, Chen Qiu finally broke through the bottleneck and reached the level of a great martial artist, equaling the strength of some disciples.
Chen Qiu slowly opened his eyes and let out a breath. Although his strength seemed to have improved very quickly in the past few days, it was all within expectations.
However, this is not enough. If he wants to win the hunting competition, at least Chen Qiu needs to reach the level of a grand master to have any hope.
Chen Qiu looked at the time and saw that there was only the last half month left before the hunting competition. He was afraid that there would not be enough time to advance from a great martial artist to a great master.
Just when Chen Qiu was at a loss what to do, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room. Chen Qiu said, "Come in," and saw Song Shuang coming in with food. She had a sad face and stared at Chen Qiu angrily. This made Chen Qiu confused.
Wu Shui scratched his head and asked, "What's going on? Xiaoshuang, I see you're frowning!"
Song Shuang pinched her waist with both hands and said angrily: "Brother Qiu, I know you work very hard, but you haven't even left the house all day. Master and I are very worried about your health. You have to go out for a walk occasionally.
, otherwise when the time comes, your strength will improve, but your body will collapse."
Chen Qiu smiled bitterly and said: "Don't worry, Xiaoshuang, I know it well."
Chen Qiu felt warm in his heart. In the past few days, he had seldom gone out and even had very little time to sleep. Although he did not need to sleep to practice meditation, he was a mortal after all. If he did this for a long time, his body would easily go out.
question.
"I don't care!" Song Shuang said solemnly: "After dinner, you have to go out for a walk!"
Looking at Song Shuang's serious look, Chen Qiu was quite helpless. He could only nod: "Okay, I'll listen to you, okay?"
Under Song Shuang's gaze, Chen Qiu began to devour the food. Although he was not very hungry, he could not live up to Song Shuang's expectations.
Seeing that Chen Qiu had finished all the food she prepared, Song Shuang smiled with satisfaction: "This is my brother Qiu! You must go for a stroll later. The scenery of Qixia Mountain is very good. This is
Something you can’t see in a bustling metropolis.”
After Song Shuang left, Chen Qiu also put on more casual clothes and went out. It was already late autumn, and a gust of cool wind blew, making Chen Qiu wrap up his body tightly involuntarily.
The scenery of Qixia Mountain is indeed beautiful, as if you are in a fairyland. Chen Qiu did not call anyone and walked aimlessly alone. When he reached the edge of the cliff, Chen Qiu stopped.
To say that the most beautiful thing about Qixia Mountain is at dusk, stepping on the sea of clouds, a touch of delicate red is hanging on the horizon. The fresh air makes Chen Qiu involuntarily take a deep breath and feel the rich spiritual energy.
Chen Qiu was thinking wildly in his mind. He found that he was getting more and more sad. Especially in the dead of night or when he was alone, he always thought of many things uncontrollably. Therefore, he asked himself to practice non-stop. Only in that way could he forget.
Gratitude and resentment.
In a daze, Chen Qiu seemed to see a person under the cliff. This surprised Chen Qiu. After taking a closer look, he saw that it was indeed a person!
There was a river under the cliff, and the man was wearing a straw hat and a raincoat. He sat there motionless, ignoring the rapid river, hanging the fishing rod, and seemed not to care whether the fish took the bait.
This made Chen Qiu interested. He walked around the cliff and walked all the way to the edge of the river. Until he walked straight in front of the guy, he was still unaware and stared at the river with all his concentration, as if wondering why the fish didn't
Take the bait.
"Old man." Chen Qiu sat aside and asked curiously: "How is it possible to catch fish in this place? How about you try another place?"
The water flow here is very fast, hitting the rocks and splashing all over Chen Qiu. Not to mention the fish, even people cannot stay here for a short time.
The old man slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Qiu with a pair of deep eyes. He was not tall and had a stooped waist, but his eyes were particularly sharp. Chen Qiu was scared when he stared at him, but he soon smiled.
He smiled and said: "Little friend, are you saying there are no fish in this river?"
Chen Qiu came back to his senses and chuckled: "It's not that there are no fish, but the current is too fast and the fish don't even have a chance to bite the hook. How long have you been fishing here?"
The old man shook his head: "I don't know, it was still daytime when I came, but I didn't expect it would be dark in the blink of an eye."
Chen Qiu looked at the empty fish basket and was speechless: "Then you have been fishing for so long and never thought about whether you can catch it? When I came here, I noticed that you were walking two or three hundred meters ahead.
The water is calm and there are a lot of fish. I guarantee you can catch a lot depending on your endurance, so why waste time in a place like this?"
The old man smiled and still did not listen to Chen Qiu, but continued to insist on his approach: "Little friend, tell me, why do many people like fishing? Is it really to catch fish?"
Chen Qiu was stunned. He didn't know much about fishing and thought it was a very boring process. However, his master Shen Changsheng liked it very much and went fishing almost whenever he had time. However, he rarely ate fish, even once
After returning home with a full load all day long, he would release most of the fish. At that time, Chen Qiu didn't understand. Isn't fishing just for catching fish?
Seeing that Chen Qiu didn't answer, the old man continued: "What many people like is the sense of reward of catching a fish, from throwing the rod into the water, to hoping every minute and every second that the fish will take the bait, and finally the fish bites the hook.
If you successfully capture it, you will feel a great sense of satisfaction."
"But I like the process of fishing. To me, it doesn't matter whether there are fish in the river. You listen to the sound of the rushing water, the rustling of leaves, the sounds of everything around you, and you feel the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Don’t you think your mood will be very relaxed?”
Chen Qiu was speechless. He was really a strange old man. It’s okay for him to say so. Shen Changsheng is also such a person. Fishing is not for the fish, but to enjoy the process of fishing and harvesting. But the key is that the current here is so fast that nearby
They are all smooth stones. If one accidentally falls into the water, there will be no chance to save oneself. This is risking your life to enjoy nature!
Chen Qiu couldn't understand, and said helplessly: "Old man, aren't you afraid of accidentally falling? Of course, I don't mean to curse you. I just want to remind you that this place is quite dangerous. If you want to enjoy it,
, why not go there? The environment there is better and there is no danger."
The old man stroked his long beard gently, glanced at Chen Qiu, and said calmly: "My little friend, do you know how old I am this year?"
Chen Qiu frowned, why did the old man suddenly ask this? He shook his head: "Looking at you, you must be sixty?"
The old man laughed and said: "Not only that, I am already seventy-five this year!"
"Seventy-five!" This really shocked Chen Qiu. He didn't expect that this old man was actually seventy-five years old. Wouldn't that be more dangerous?
The old man said calmly: "Then do you know why I am still so strong at the age of seventy-five?"
Chen Qiu was shocked, his face changed slightly and he said, "Could it be that you hold the secret of immortality?"
The old man smiled coldly: "No, that's because I've never been nosy like you."