Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 745: Fog on the Lake
"Why are you crying..."

Chen Bai chuckled, then slowly raised his head and looked at the descendants of the Chen family.

"Second brother, your health is not good. You must never drink without restraint in the future."

"Third Brother, you're getting old. You can leave the martial arts school's affairs to the younger generation. Your health is more important..."

……

"Seventh Brother, a couple quarrels at the beginning and makes up at the end. From now on, you should control your temper. The children are grown up now, why are you still making a fuss?"

Every time he pointed at someone, that person would kneel down and cry out in sorrow.

Chen Bai didn't like this, so he stopped talking and coughed a few times before lying down gently.

"Before I leave, I have nothing to say. I only hope that the descendants of the Chen family will be respectful and magnanimous..."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and his eyes became more hazy. In the end, he couldn't even see Chen Chi's face clearly.

But in this vague moment, he seemed to see a figure in a black robe, also standing in the room, but at the end, quite far away from him.

"Big...Big brother." He murmured.

Chen Chi noticed something and quickly leaned forward to listen carefully.

"What did Father say?"

He asked softly, his voice as gentle as if coaxing a child.

"Brother, it's Brother who's here..."

It seemed like an unconscious whisper, but it shocked Chen Chi's heart, and he hurriedly looked behind him following his father's gaze.

Everyone below was shocked when they saw this. The most anxious Seventh Son even asked, "Brother, what did father say?"

Chen Chi checked, but couldn't find the figure he remembered. He could only shake his head...

Chen Bai could no longer sense the reactions of the crowd at this moment. When his consciousness withdrew, he saw the figure in the black robe again, and it was clearer than before.

He could see that his elder brother slowly put on a smile and nodded at him, as if to encourage him.

Just like when he was young, tell him not to be afraid...

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Half a day later, Zhao Guo asked Jian County and Mingyuan Prefecture.

Twenty miles north of the city, there is an area of ​​water rich in aquatic products, which is privately owned by the lord of Mingyuan Prefecture.

A tiger-like boat broke through the waves. Dozens of neatly dressed servants drove their boats on the left and right, occasionally slapping the water with oars, attracting many fish to gather on one side of the boat. They frequently jumped out of the water, just to get the pellet-shaped food in the servants' hands.

On the boat, a young figure shouted loudly, suddenly drew his bow and arrow, and the three-stone bow in his hand was easily pulled to the full moon.

With a "buzz" sound, the arrow flew out of the bow like a meteor and hit a three-foot-long fish that had just jumped out of the water. The water surface was immediately stained with blood.

The servants surrounding him shouted when they saw this, and some clever ones even praised him, "Young Master's archery skills are truly superb, unmatched by ordinary people!"

The young man called "Young Master" had a handsome face, thick eyebrows, and was holding a large bow made of glittering gems. He looked indeed heroic and extraordinary.

At this moment, hearing the praise from his followers, he laughed loudly and pointed at the dead fish and shouted, "This is your reward!"

Naturally, the servants began to flatter him again. The handsome young man felt very proud, but felt that he was not satisfied yet. He immediately waved his hand, as if he wanted the boat to go deeper into the waters ahead.

Seeing this, a close friend beside him quickly stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Young Master, please don't go any further."

The handsome young man frowned and asked unhappily, "Why?"

The man bowed and explained, "The water realm ahead... is a little strange. This is the first time the young master has come here to play, so he doesn't know." It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he did, the handsome young man didn't take it seriously. He laughed loudly and pointed at a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Bagua Taoist robe behind him and said:
"We have Taoist Priest Wu by our side, so what are we afraid of? He's a disciple of Ruixia Temple, and his specialty is exorcising evil spirits and catching monsters."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled complacently upon hearing this. Although he tried his best to appear calm and composed, he could not hide the smugness in his eyes.

"So that you all know, I also have some knowledge of what's happening ahead. Even if it's a strange thing, I can still ensure that the Young Master is safe."

The close person was still trying to dissuade him: "Young Master's body is worth a million gold, how can you take such a risk?"

However, the handsome young man didn't take it seriously. With a wave of his hand, the Tiger Boat continued to break through the waves.

Within half an hour, the fog on the lake surface became thicker, and as far as mortals could see, it was less than ten feet away.

At this time, the handsome young man also became a little worried and had the idea of ​​retreating. However, due to the need to save face, he could not take the initiative to speak. So he called the close person who had just spoken and asked curiously:

"I forgot to ask you just now, what's so strange about this place?"

Those close to him did not suspect anything else and answered truthfully:

"Ten years ago, for unknown reasons, a thick fog gathered here and wouldn't dissipate for a long time. The mansion lord sent people in to investigate, but for some reason, no matter where they entered, they would return to the same spot within three days.

What’s even more suspicious is that they couldn’t explain what happened after they went in, and they just came out in a daze…”

The handsome young man heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and couldn't help but laugh. "Foolish! Isn't this clearly the work of an immortal? I don't think it's some weird trick, but a great opportunity."

The close person remained calm and continued, "What the Young Master could think of, the Master naturally considered as well. He immediately reported the matter to the Sword Questioning Pavilion."

"Ask the Sword Pavilion?"

The handsome young man said with a serious expression, "Since the Sword Pavilion already knows about this, why hasn't this matter been resolved yet?"

Someone close to him shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The Sword-Asking Pavilion sent many immortal masters, but like mortals like us, they all returned empty-handed...

After further investigation, we discovered that a rare boulder had somehow risen from the waters, gathering clouds and mist and causing confusion, leading to this phenomenon."

"I see……"

The handsome young man nodded suddenly and said in a clear voice: "If that's the case, then there's nothing to see here anymore. It's better to return home."

Those close to him hurriedly bowed and praised: "Young Master is wise, this is what he deserves!"

After saying this, he ordered the boat to turn the rudder so as to leave this evil place as quickly as possible.

The middle-aged Taoist was somewhat displeased when he saw this and asked in a hurry, "Master Young Master, do you not trust me?"

The handsome young man laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "Master, you're overthinking it. Everyone in Mingyuan Prefecture knows about the immortal methods of Ruixia Temple. How could I belittle them? It's just that the clouds and mist are so thick that it's really boring."

Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist's expression finally softened. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly looked up, gazed at the sky to the side, and shouted, "Fellow Daoist, who are you? Please show yourself and have a chat!"

The sudden scene startled everyone, and they quickly looked in the direction of their sight.

I saw a spiritual light flying at a very fast speed from the depths of the fog, and in an instant it was hanging above the boat, revealing a corner of a black robe.

Ordinary people don't realize what it is and just think he is a disciple of the immortal family like Taoist Master Wu.

The middle-aged Taoist, however, was deeply shocked. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in shock, "With my cultivation level at the late stage of Qi Condensation, I can't even see through this person's spiritual light. He must be a Foundation Establishment cultivator without a doubt. I wonder which family he is from..."

"People like this are all arrogant. I'm lucky I didn't act rudely just now. If I had been too impatient and rushed into him, he would have killed me and I wouldn't have been able to complain..."

Thinking of this, he quickly changed his posture, bowed his waist, smiled apologetically and said, "I am Wu Sanlou of Ruixia Temple. Do you have any instructions for me, senior?"

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(End of this chapter)