Zhongzhou.

Tianshui Mountains.

Panpan mountains are continuous and ridges, and the deep canyons are unpredictable.

If you look closely, each mountain has a different style, either heroic, handsome, winding, or abrupt, sometimes magical, sometimes dull.

The ancients said that the mountains accommodate all things in a thick and open manner. If we say this, the Tianshui Mountains should be the most popular among the mountains with the broadest mind and the most broad mind!

Between the endless peaks and the edges, in the empty and secluded land embraced by several peaks, in the clouds almost as high as the top of the mountain, the sky was broken through a huge hole for no reason. The rolling sky water appeared out of thin air, and as soon as it surged out of the cave, it poured down with a force of pounds.

That day water was originally as crystal clear as colorless crystal, and you could occasionally see colorful fairy light from stars. However, as the sky water fell from the sky, the water flow and the breath of the mountains swelled and blended, and a little bit of blue spiritual light slowly spread into the sky water, so that when the sky water entered the mountain and as the mountain twisted and winded, the one that came into the eyes had turned into a dazzling blue ribbon.

This is the origin of the Linghe River and the legendary excretion site of the sewage in the fairy world.

Birds disappeared near the Tianshui Mountains, and no one was seen. When the rolling sky water broke through the space, it tore through the space barriers, and countless interface fragments blew out. Most of the fragments went east with the water of the Linghe River, but there were still many fragments scattered between the mountains, mercilessly cutting through all the obstacles encountered.

The azure Ling River rolls eastward, through the mountain stream, across the plateau, through the woods, and spreads to the plains, rushing like a giant dragon, and ruthlessly swallowing everything that dares to approach it. And the fairy lights from the source have long been hidden in the deep azure blue and cannot be found everywhere.

I don’t know when, agile little fish came out of nowhere, playing carefreely in the river, and various anglers began to appear by the river.

It is another season of abundant water season. The waves on the water surface are chasing and jumping happily, and spiritual fish are flying with the waves. Countless monks gather from all corners of the Tianyuan Continent to the shore of the Linghe River. They took out their fishing rods and started fishing, and secretly prayed for the favor from heaven.

This is a tiny branch of the Linghe River. It gently pushes away the fog and flows slowly in the forest.

It is said to be small, but only relative to the main vein of the Linghe River. At this time, the river surface of hundreds of feet is still breathtaking, and I have to feel grateful for its own insignificance. In addition, the thin layer of fog on the river surface, it would be difficult to even see the scenery on the other side of the river without the sight of the eyes.

A young and cute monk in green robe stood at the bank of Linghe River at some point.

Compared to the last time he came here, the river surface was several times wider, and the dazzling blue water also seemed deeper. Compared to the changes in the river water, what surprised him even more was that the bank of the river was even more lively than imagined.

The young man is Qian Yang. I won’t mention how many monks he met along the way. I just said that every ten feet of the bank of the Ling River, there will be a monk focusing on fishing.

The angler is observing the unwritten laws of the Tianyuan Continent. He looks completely unsteady when fishing. Even if someone successfully lifts a fish not far away, no one will look around, and no one will get up to communicate his experience.

Qian Yang was severely scolded by someone last time, and this time he had a memory. When he saw someone fishing, he hid far away. If he happened to meet someone lifting the rod and retracting the line, he would simply turn around and run away in panic, for fear of causing some trouble.

Qian Yang had something to do when he went out this time, but he really had no time to cause trouble. For safety reasons, he even put away all his new blue robe and put the green robe that he had worn for a long time on his body. He also spent a lot of spirit stones in the market to buy a pendant that could cover up his cultivation and hide it at his waist.

In fact, Qian Yang also knew that if his cultivation level was low, he would undoubtedly be more likely to get into trouble. However, Qian Yang, who had always felt insecure, was really unwilling to show off all his abilities. He didn't have any trump cards in his hand and felt uncomfortable from head to toe.

He had made up his mind that he would always show himself to the Qi Refining Period when he went out this time. In this way, the troubles he encountered would not exceed his control limit no matter how he encountered.

"It's not that I have to pretend to be a pig, but that the world is so sinister, safety comes first, safety comes first!" Of course Qian Yang would not admit that he is a bad person.

The process of passing through the foggy forest was extremely smooth. He encountered several spirit beasts that were not open and he was also killed by him. After revisiting the old place, he clearly felt his own growth. The big troubles that once made him frustrated now seem to be completely worth mentioning.

After walking around the river for a while, sighing at the wonders of nature, Qian Yang began his first task: looking for people!

The sect's mission was not in a hurry, so Qian Yang planned to take this opportunity to satisfy his long-cherished wish first. He had long been yearning for fishing in Linghe for a long time, perhaps because he liked the tranquility of being alone, or perhaps because he liked the unknown of not knowing what the next rod would be.

Qian Yang knew that he was looking forward to the surprise he received by chance, but he was also sure that he would never fall into obsession with low-probability events. To put it bluntly, he was just a little bored and wanted to find a new game to play.

Qian Yang learned spiritual bait technique in the sect and bought a beautiful fishing rod in the market. But he knew very well that it would be too whimsical to call the wind and rain by the Linghe River with just such a little investment. He had to do his homework before playing online games.

Fishing is a very technical job, and it is even more so when fishing in Linghe. It is not advisable to just be foolish about the fortune of a newbie like me. He thinks it is better to ask experts to give me some advice and help me improve the level of my fishing skills before making plans.

The only fishing masters Qian Yang knows are He Bin and Chen Ying and his wife. The first thing he did when he came this time was to ask these two for advice. In fact, Qian Yang didn’t know whether these two were masters, but whether they were masters was not a big problem. Anyway, it would be better than him.

Qian Yang was not disappointed that he didn't find anyone by the river. Last time, the gentle senior sister said that they lived not far from the south, and Qian Yang also found him in Annan.

Now that the Ling River is crowded, I think many of them plan to stop here during the entire flood season, there are a lot of temporary wooden houses on the shore. Qian Yang is one or two big. He never thought that there are so many houses by the Ling River. Where should we find people?

The monks are often very alert to strangers. Even if Qian Yang deliberately seeks out those monks who seem to be kind, they have made a lot of boring fun, which makes him really unwilling to open his mouth and ask for help.

If you can't use the things under your nose, you can only rely on your legs and eyes. Qian Yang observed one room at a time, and Qian Yang would never look at the newly built house. He would never take a look at the other day. He would be like a joke and obviously didn't plan to live there for a long time. He had no interest in the single dormitory that could not be stuffed into a double bed, and there were only three or five wooden houses left.

Qian Yang sighed and checked one by one.

The exterior walls of this room are rotten, and it may be a big smell inside!

This room is not small, but the ceiling is really low!

This room is well built, atmospheric and sturdy, and is obviously often taken care of by people. The wooden exterior walls are wiped dry and transparent.

"Huh? Two footprints, one big and one small!" Qian Yang transformed into a famous detective and discovered the suspiciousness of the wooden house from clues outside the house.

"Do you want to put your spiritual sense in and take a look?" Qian Yang licked his lips: "But if you accidentally see something you shouldn't see... Forget it, just knock on the door and ask!"

Qian Yang took a step and hesitated again: "But I really don't want to be scolded! Why don't you take a sneak peek?"

Qian Yang was struggling outside the house, and suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, and he felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

It is different if you build a foundation. Even if Qian Yang is not prepared in advance, this sneak attack that obviously does not exceed the level of Qi refining cannot do anything to him.

"The speed is really too slow!" Qian Yang curled his lips, and even had time to think in his mind: "Do I barely avoid it? Or do I pretend I can't dodge it?" Qian Yang twitched his neck, without feeling murderous intent from behind, and even felt almost no danger.

"Doing a full set of acting, you must look like a green robe when you wear a green robe!" Qian Yang became addicted to acting, and he became addicted to acting from time to time after returning from the trial.

With a helpless expression, he turned around and a huge jar hit his shoulder in a practical manner.

"Bang!"

The jar was broken, and the scattered fragments were not a big problem, but the jar was not empty. The jar of water inside followed the inertia and poured on Qian Yang's head.

"You are cheating!" Qian Yang was so angry.

He was deliberately hitting the shoulder, but he really didn't expect this jar of water. Unexpectedly, it was impossible to hide anymore, and he was soaked into a chicken that fell into a soup.

After building the foundation, he was completely defeated by the Qi-refining cultivator.

Qian Yang couldn't hold back his face: "If you don't know what to do, you will hurt people. If you don't say it, what's wrong with using magic and talismans? But you just use a broken jar! That's how your master teaches you how to fight with people?"

"Is it you?" A rough voice spoke with doubt.

Qian Yang also saw clearly the person coming, and the fire in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

"So what if it's me? I've never seen someone as irritable as you, so I can't say anything. I can't just talk or do anything, and I don't have any cultivation at all. I'm still fishing by the Ling River all day long? I don't believe that any fish that is so blind and can still be caught by you!"

The man was not willing to be outdone: "Hmph! Last time you peeked at me by the river, and this time you came to your home to peek at my Taoist partner. If I don't throw you into the Linghe River to feed the fish today, maybe many female cultivators will be blasphemed by your peeping! Come on!"

The man said and wanted to take action, Qian Yang was stunned on the spot: "What? Peeping Madness?"

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