I am cultivating both immortality and martial arts

Chapter 82
Qi Changming was envious in his heart, but the poems he asked the disciples to prepare in advance were far less talented than this person, and today he can only see his limelight but not get it.

"Brother Wen Bai seems to have the intention of seeking immortality?"

Among the crowd, Qi Changming was not the only one who was secretly dissatisfied, some students had a teasing tone and laughed and booed.

"What's so good about asking immortals, why not wait for my title on the gold list to shade future generations."

"There are no immortals in this world, they are just rumors of some rural folks, they can't be taken as true..."

"There are really immortals in this world!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted the noisy crowd.

I saw Yan Shunqin's eyes were strange, looking at Wen Bai who said nothing, "Brother Wen Bai met a fairy?"

Wen Bai, however, seemed to turn a deaf ear to it, and instead drank alcohol on his own, muttering in his mouth: "Hey... Immortal... Yuanfa..."

Everyone looked at each other, and it was Qi Changming who asked lately, "Could it be that there really are immortals?"

Yan Shunqin put down his wine glass and sighed: "Of course there are, it's just that the fairy trails are hidden, and it's hard for ordinary people to see them."

There was a lot of discussion among the scholars, and someone asked: "Dare to ask Brother Shunqin, where is the fairy house? Why have we never heard of it?"

"I have also searched for secrets and tried to visit the immortal way, but I have only heard rumors that I don't know whether they are true or not, and I have never seen them with my own eyes. Could it be just false rumors?"

Yan Shunqin also shook his head and smiled wryly at this: "The land of the Immortals is shrouded in a phantom formation, and mortals have no chance to see it, and I have never seen it. But brother Wen Bai must have seen an immortal with his own eyes?"

Everyone looked at the drunken Wen Bai, intending to ask questions, only to see that the man was lying drunk on the table and fell asleep with his chest exposed.

Seeing this, Yan Shunqin sighed secretly, because he knew that this person had some relationship with the monk, so he looked favorably at him.

It's just that, as the royal priest said, if you want to cultivate immortals, you must first have spiritual roots, and those without spiritual roots cannot cultivate immortals.

It's a pity that even if it was just a chance to test, with his uncle's status as a dignified first-rank official, he didn't have the chance to try it.

For immortals who go in and out of Qingming and live forever, ordinary power and wealth are nothing more than dung.

Not to mention a mere first-rank official, even princes and nobles, royal relatives and nobles, it is difficult to get into the eyes of immortals.

Everyone was thinking about it, suddenly there was a commotion outside, and a young man came in, asking all the young masters to move and fish for the golden dragon.

The so-called golden dragon fishing is a folk saying in Taiwu. It is a fishing competition officially held in Taiwu Lake on the day of the Water Mu Festival.

At that time, fishing masters from all walks of life will gather together to compete with each other with their fishing rods.

It is rumored that the origin of this contest is that a certain young scholar accidentally caught a golden dragon while fishing by Taiwu Lake during a leisure trip, and used it to enter the legend of the Immortal Dao.

Although posterity has long been unable to verify it, fishing for golden dragons has become a traditional event of the Water Mu Festival and has been handed down.

At this time, the Taiwu Lake was full of contestants, and all kinds of fishing rods were dazzling. Generally, green bamboo and vitex were used as poles, and green silk was used as lines.Even if it is a wealthy family or a commoner, this thing is always the same.

Many students on the painting boat were also very interested in participating in this prosperous age. One by one, they came to the first floor of the painting boat, cast off the bait, and patiently waited for the fish to take the bait.

"Hey! What a young man with a face as bright as the moon and a peerless beauty!"

Yan Shunqin was bored in his spare time, but his gaze caught sight of a small black boat not far away. On the boat was a young man sitting cross-legged on the bow. This boy was not very old, but he had an indescribable sense of elegance.

Lu Xian sensed his gaze and saw an ordinary young man on the boat looking towards him. He didn't care, but took a reed pole from the shore with great interest, and there was no fishing line entangled in it, just floating quietly like this Fish above the water.

Not long ago, he flew through this place, seeing such a bustling and lively scene here, the soul of a fisherman was born, and he couldn't help joining in,
"But he is an interesting young man." Yan Shunqin laughed dumbly. In his opinion, this young man should be poor enough to afford a fishing rod, but he used reeds as poles, which is not without a sense of elegance.

"Come and help me! A fish has been hooked!" At this moment, a loud laugh interrupted Yan Shunqin's thoughts, and he saw that the fishing rod in Qi Changming's hand collapsed straight, and with the help of the servant next to him, he successfully caught it. A big fat herring.

"Little brother has to catch a fish first, and all the gentlemen will encourage me!"

Qi Changming danced and danced with great joy. On such a beautiful day, it is really auspicious to catch this catch!
"Hahaha! Got it!"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded, and everyone followed the sound, only to see a dazzling golden light flashing, a big fish with a dragon beard, a body like sapphire, and a golden thread from head to tail was hoisted in the air and fell into the black sky. In the hands of the boy on the boat.

This scene was seen by many people around, and all of them grew their mouths!

"Golden dragon! This is a big golden dragon!" There were many old fishermen who were living nearby, and it was the first time they saw the legendary golden dragon reappearing in the world, and they couldn't help shouting in great surprise.

"What? This is the big golden dragon!"

"It's really extraordinary! You can tell it's not an ordinary thing at first sight!"

"Quickly ask that boy... can the big golden dragon be sold?! No matter how much the price is, you must take it!"

The officials and rich families on the nearby lake are rushing to and fro, their eyes full of excitement.

"This...that...he is..." Yan Shunqin's eyes were dazed, he just saw clearly that the young man didn't hang a fishing line at all, but he was able to fly a big fish into the air...

"God! It's really a big golden dragon! It's a good omen!" Qi Changming's face was full of ecstasy, and he frantically ordered his men to row the boat over quickly. Got it!

The turmoil from the outside world did not affect Lu Xian at all, he just stroked the head of the fish, "Since you have escaped from the fishing ground, why did you enter my cage again?"

That's right, the golden thread carp caught by Lu Xian is the golden thread carp from the Taoyuan fishing ground. The fishing ground is connected to Taiwu Lake, but the two are separated by formations, and the fishing ground is in the range of spiritual energy. The golden thread carp is the spiritual energy. Fish, under normal circumstances, will not leave the scope of the fishing ground at all.

But these spirit fish don't know that if they stay in the fishing ground, their fate will sooner or later become a pot of fish soup.

On the contrary, the golden thread carp in front of him looks quite spiritual, with agile eyes, opening and closing its mouth, and swaying fins, as if begging for mercy.

"Forget it! It seems that you and I are destined." Lu Xian's heart moved, he injected a ray of longevity wood into the fish, and threw it into the lake again.

"what!"

Many people were stunned by the scene in front of them, completely unable to understand the boy's behavior.

"Catch the big golden dragon!"

"Don't let the fairy fish go!"

After a while, someone yelled as if waking up from a dream, and there was a continuous sound of "plop" entering the water, and countless people rushed to the lake to try to catch the big golden dragon that had returned to Taiwu Lake.

"Twilight travels to the North Sea, Cangwu, with a consonant finger to save the golden dragon."

Lu Xian laughed, and threw the reed in his hand into the lake. With a clenching of his hands, the black boat rose from the water and quickly sank into the sky.

On the huge Taiwu Lake, the hustle and bustle stopped for a moment.

After a while, someone yelled, "Xianjia!"

"It's a fairy descending into the world!"

The lord of the Taiwu City screamed and pushed away the supporting servants, stepped forward a few steps, knelt down and kowtowed: "The lord of the Taiwu City and the people of the whole city kowtowed to the immortals. The immortals are merciful and blessed me with good weather and prosperity in Taiwu City."

These words seemed to have a head start, and many people followed suit and kowtowed to seek asylum.

Qi Changming was the closest, and ordered his men to salvage a piece of reed from the lake, stretched out his hand to caress it and said obsessively: "This is the fishing rod used by the immortal, it really is extraordinary..."

Yan Shunqin's eyes were blurred, he looked at brother Wen Bai who was still in a drunken stupor and didn't know what was going on outside, suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something extremely important...

(End of this chapter)