"call……"
Li Xiaofeng took a deep breath and spoke slowly:
"About seventy years ago, I was sixteen years old and making a living fishing on Baibo Lake."
"My father died young and my family was poor. Our family's life was very difficult. I fished from dawn to dusk every day and could barely make ends meet."
His tone was erratic, and there was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes:
"At that time, I didn't even dare to think about getting married and having children. I just wanted to raise my younger siblings."
"But just when I thought my life was going to end like this, an unexpected turn of events happened..."
As Zhang Yao listened to his story, he suddenly felt a familiar sense of déjà vu, as if he had heard this story somewhere.
"Yes, Chunlan said back then that Li Xiaofeng met an immortal at Baibo Lake!"
When he recalled it, his heart couldn't help but shook violently, and his eyes changed slightly.
At that time, he believed that it was just a rumor spread by false rumors, but now that it was told by Li Xiaofeng himself, it was obviously not the case.
Li Xiaofeng didn't notice anything strange about Zhang Yao, and continued to talk to himself:
"It was a summer. I went out fishing in the early morning as usual that day, but I encountered a rare storm."
"Fortunately, I had experience in dealing with it, so I urgently docked the fishing boat on a desert island in the lake. After tying the fishing boat, I hid in the cabin and waited for the storm to pass."
"I struggled for several hours and finally waited until the storm passed. But when I came out of the cabin, I saw an incredible scene..."
When he talked about this, his eyes were blank, and his tone was full of surprise and shock.
It is conceivable that even after more than seventy years, that scene still left an indelible impression on him:
"I saw a young man in white, stepping on a broad shining green leaf, flying through the remaining storm and flying from the sky."
"At that time, I stared at him blankly and almost forgot how to breathe."
"When he saw me, he immediately fell down from the green leaves, stepped on the water without leaving a trace, boarded the fishing boat, and asked with a smile if he could have fish and shrimp to go with the wine?"
Zhang Yao listened and couldn't help but interjected:
"Then how did you answer?"
"I caught a few crucian carp and made a pot of fish soup with coarse salt in a small pot on the boat."
Li Xiaofeng was immersed in memories, and his tone became increasingly erratic:
"The immortal said, I invited him to drink fish soup, and he invited me to drink wine."
"After I drank his wine, I immediately felt like a warm stove had fallen all over my body, and the dampness and coldness were swept away. The wine was surprisingly strong, and I was drunk in just a few sips."
"When I woke up, the immortal had disappeared, leaving only half a pot of remaining fish soup."
"I regarded this as a ridiculous dream and told people about it several times after returning home. Other fishermen laughed at me for daydreaming and lost my head. It spread throughout the city and became a joke."
"and after?"
Zhang Yao asked further.
"later……"
Li Xiaofeng pursed his lips, and his eyes revealed an inexplicable luster:
"Since that day, I quickly found that my strength increased dramatically. Within a few months, I became taller and stronger. I was also immune to cold and heat, and immune to all diseases."
"I was overjoyed and chose to join the Cao Gang in order to get ahead. I was quickly appreciated for my talent and stood out from my peers..."
His story ends here.
After listening to this, Zhang Yao was still overwhelmed with thoughts and thoughts:
"Are there really any cultivators or immortal cultivators in this world?"
Li Xiaofeng's words seemed to reveal a door to a whole new world for him.
Even though the door is still tightly closed at this moment, even the slightest hint of light is enough to dazzle people.
"……I see."
Zhang Yao took two deep breaths, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and slowly said:
"It is precisely because of this fairy tale when we were young that we became the 'Pingbo Dragon King' today."
"The reason why you believe that I will never leave Jiangzhou again after hearing this secret is because of this fairy fate?"
"right!"
Li Xiaofeng nodded and said calmly:
"To tell you the truth, many years ago I secretly asked the men and horses of Baihe Branch to pay attention to the unusual movements on Baibo Lake for me, hoping to encounter the immortal fate again."
"But after so many years, I have never been able to get what I wanted, so now my life is approaching and I am not far away from death."
"But there is no doubt that there must be immortals near Baibo Lake, because I have seen them with my own eyes."
He looked at Zhang Yao and said in a very sincere tone:
"I am already in my dying years and can't wait any longer, but you are still young and you still have at least thirty years to wait."
"Governor Zhang, as long as you agree to join the Caobang and sit in charge, you can use the huge manpower of the Caobang to keep an eye on the big and small movements in Jiangzhou for you."
"Once the Immortal Fate appears again, you will definitely be able to bump into it, and you may even be able to use it to step into another world..."
Zhang Yao was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said:
"Gang Leader Li, your idea is very problematic."
"Even if there are immortals in the world, how can we guess what their world is like?"
"There are immortals hidden near Baibo Lake. Maybe it's just your wishful thinking."
Hearing Zhang Yao's words, Li Xiaofeng's face showed a look of disappointment that could not be concealed, and his tone was low:
"So... after hearing this secret, you still choose to refuse?"
"right."
Zhang Yao's tone was calm and he said:
"I am still ready to leave Baihe City and travel around the world to see this great river and mountains."
"But I won't listen to your secret in vain. I'll exchange it with you for another secret."
"oh?"
Li Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and asked:
"What secret?"
Zhang Yao smiled and wrote lightly:
"About me, it only took me eight years to break through the secret of being a master."
"Is this true?"
When Li Xiaofeng heard this, he was immediately moved and said in a deep voice:
"Please speak, I am all ears."
Zhang Yao pondered for a moment, organized his words, and then said:
"This secret was discovered by me after referring to the cultivation experience of a senior and combining it with my own cultivation process."
"Because of my talent, I am particularly sensitive to changes in my body. After I became a great master..."
He recounted his insights in detail, emphasizing the requirements for a peaceful mind and the avoidance of fighting.
"That's it, that's it..."
After listening, Li Xiaofeng murmured to himself and thought of a lot in an instant.
It turns out that becoming a master does not rely on hard work over time or a flash of inspiration, but on the accumulation of years and years!
After the internal and external are perfect, the body begins the process of giving birth to true energy. This stage is just like a ten-month pregnancy, and must not be moved rashly.
Most of the top masters cannot understand this level at all, so they ended their path to becoming a master early.
"Counter Zhang."
Li Xiaofeng came to his senses, stood up and bowed solemnly:
"This secret is not trivial, its value is even more amazing than my secret."
"Everyone in our Cao Gang has been greatly favored. Please accept Li's respect!"
