Eternal Sword

Chapter 481: Empty Silk Fishing

Chapter 481: Empty Silk Fishing
Chen Tang was in the Xia River, swimming upstream.

He waited until there was no one on the river and no boats passing by before he surfaced, took a breath, and then continued to sink into the river.

Only in this way can one hide his tracks and fake his death to escape.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable to Chen Tang. In the court of Southern Xia, he offended Prime Minister Xia Daozi and was hunted down by the imperial guards as a Beiqian spy.

In the martial arts world, Zuixianlou is too powerful, so he has to avoid it.

There is also a hermit who roams in the dark, between the martial arts world and the imperial court. The Xuantian Sect, which hides itself from the light, also wants to kill him!
Wang Xiaobo's words came true.

With his personality, he has almost no place to stand in Nanxia without a strong backer!

Even if he managed to survive a few disasters, the troubles that followed would be endless.

Or, grow to the point where you are invincible and no one dares to provoke you.

This is obviously unrealistic for Chen Tang.

Or, try to hide your tracks as much as possible and not attract other people's attention.

In this world, only the dead are not noticed.

Therefore, Chen Tang rushed to Xiajiang, not only wanted to take advantage of the special environment at the bottom of the river to kill Tianyin, the biggest threat, but also had an important purpose.

Escape by faking death!
Outsiders could not see what was going on when Tianyin and he fought at the bottom of the river.

All the onlookers could see was blood and bubbles rising from the surface of the river.

He was only a fourth-level enlightened being, and facing Tianyin's pursuit, it was obvious who would live and who would die.

So, at this moment, in the eyes of He Shiyao and others, he was already a dead man.

As long as he didn't show up, no one would notice him.

Chen Tang chose to go upstream because there were many ferry terminals downstream and countless ships coming and going on the river, so his whereabouts would be easily exposed.

At this moment, relying on his strong lungs, he swam upwards at the bottom of the river.

Most of the time, I am soaking in water.

When it was dusk and the sky darkened, Chen Tang slowly surfaced and looked around.

The water here is flowing fast and there are no boats on the water. The woods on both sides are lush and green. Not a single person can be seen, and only the sounds of cicadas and frogs can be heard.

Chen Tang swam towards the shore.

Not long after, he finally climbed ashore and lay on the bluestone beach, breathing slightly.

This time, swimming upstream was not as dangerous and difficult as practicing in the seabed, but he still felt tired and exhausted.

The main reason was that his injuries had not healed along the way, and before entering the river, he was stopped by He Shiyao, which injured his internal organs.

He had another fierce battle with Tianyin at the bottom of the river, and his time for meditation had long been exhausted.

Now, he was exhausted, dizzy, and couldn't even lift his arms.

At this moment, don’t talk about the masters of the Earth List.

Even if a random fourth-grade person comes, he might be able to take his life!

While I was daydreaming about this, I heard a rustling sound coming from the jungle behind me.

Listening to the footsteps, someone is coming!

Chen Tang's face darkened and he felt a headache.

What are you really afraid of?

These people are really haunting.

He had almost done his best, but he still couldn't get rid of the other party's entanglement!
There is probably only one possibility.

The other party's cultivation is far superior to his.

Maybe even stronger than Tianyin!

Better than the innate warriors, could it be that a master has appeared?

He is a fourth-grade rank person, so he shouldn’t alarm the Grandmaster, right?

Chen Tang struggled to sit up and stared at the jungle behind him.

Judging from the voice, it seemed that only one person came.

Which side is this person on?

The Southern Xia court, the Xuantian Sect, the Dongyi tribe, or the Zuixian Tower?
Not long after, a person came out of the woods. When Chen Tang saw him, he was stunned.

The man was wearing a straw raincoat and hat, with white hair, a few long wisps of beard, and a ruddy face. He was holding a bamboo fish basket in one hand and a fishing rod in the other, and was walking towards the river. He looked like a fisherman who came to fish. Chen Tang couldn't explain why, but he felt that this man did not belong to any faction.

Perhaps, this was just an ordinary old fisherman who happened to come across it.

At least he couldn't see any traces of martial arts on the fisherman.

"Hey, what's wrong, little brother?"

The old fisherman came out of the woods, noticed Chen Tang on the shore, and greeted him with a smile.

"nothing."

Chen Tang still didn't completely let down his guard and just shook his head.

The old fisherman smiled and ignored Chen Tang. He walked to a slightly higher bluestone nearby, placed the fish basket beside him, held up the fishing rod, sat still, and looked at the rushing river below.

Chen Tang regulated his breathing and quietly gathered his strength while observing the old fisherman.

After watching for a while, he regained some strength and felt better, so he stood up.

He always felt that there was something strange about the old fisherman.

Although he didn't know how to fish, he knew that there would probably be no fish in such a turbulent river.

This doesn't look like a good place for fishing.

But the old fisherman just sat there, guarding his fishing rod without moving.

By now, it has been almost half an hour.

Chen Tang even suspected that the old man had fallen asleep.

He pondered for a moment and walked towards the old fisherman.

If this person wanted to harm him, he would have done it long ago, without having to wait until now, so he has let down his guard.

When he got closer, Chen Tang took another look and was shocked.

He was far away just now, and was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he did not observe carefully.

Now, I can see clearly that there is no fish line on the old man's fishing rod!

The old man just sat there for half an hour, holding on to a bamboo pole that couldn't even be called a fishing rod!

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Chen Tang couldn't help but ask.

"Fishing, of course."

The old man answered casually with his eyes half open and half closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Chen Tang asked again: "Can we catch fish this way?"

The old man said, "Even if you can't catch the big fish, you still have a chance with the small ones."

For some reason, Chen Tang always felt that there was something else behind the old man's words.

Chen Tang said, "I have heard of people fishing with straight hooks, and those who are willing to take the bait will be caught, but what you did is even more amazing. Not only do you not have bait, you don't even have a fish hook or a fishing line..."

"Why is there no bait?"

The old man turned around, smiled at Chen Tang, and said, "You are it."

"what!"

Chen Tang's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but take a half step back, subconsciously tightening the long sword in his hand.

But he saw that the old man did not make any further moves and did not seem to have any hostility.

At this moment, the old man's eyes lit up and he suddenly said, "The fish is hooked!"

Chen Tang glanced at the bare fishing rod.

Where are the fish.

Chen Tang swallowed.

This old man looks weird, so it's better to stay away from him.

Thinking of this, Chen Tang prepared to leave.

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance.