Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 116: A dragon appears in the water, and the universe in the sleeves gathers the boat

Heavy fog.

The wheels of the carriage pressed against the withered grass as they drove on the wild road in the mountains.

Zhu Limen was driving a carriage by the Cangjiang River at the foot of Buxian Mountain, his eyes looking aimlessly at the morning scenery.

There were waves of fog, perhaps because of the sudden wind and waves, and there were no boats on the river. They were all gathered at a pier not far away. Before they even reached the scene, they could already hear the noisy chatter in their ears.

He got off the carriage and found a small tea stall with the old monk to have some breakfast.

With a bowl of pickles and some hot porridge, Zhu Limen was looking around at something. What happened last night was so weird that he was a little absent-minded.

The fishermen all around gathered together and chatted with each other about how much less fish was caught today than usual.

"I wonder why there are so few fish in the river suddenly?"

"Didn't that gentleman say that a dragon scared the fish?"

"If you're joking, that gentleman is quite funny."

The old monk from Yin'an Temple took a deep look at the man in white shirt and said nothing.

"Fifteen dollars."

"Let's make some soup. There have been a lot of strange things happening in Jinling recently, but what did you guys just say about the dragon?"

"Then put this on."

This is a wonderful master.

Looking up at this familiar figure, Zhu Limen's mind suddenly recalled the fisherman in coir raincoats and hats fishing in a lonely boat outside Yin'an Temple yesterday. It seemed that there was such a fish sitting on that gentleman's shoulder. Snow fox.

When it became clear that Mr. White Shirt was the only one, he wanted to go up and say hello to him. Even if such a person was not a god, it would not be any harm to him to make friends with him.

The clouds and mist were misty, and I took a boat across the river, but then moved away again and disappeared into the clouds and mist.

"Are you joking? The gentleman who was there just now was quite funny. He said that there are dragons under the river these days and the fish are scared away. Hahaha. Old man, I have been fishing in Cangjiang for so many years. It's really funny. This is the first time I’ve heard of this reason.”

"Harm! Just complaining about some livelihood."

After selling a fish, the fisherman felt much better. He picked the carp scales deftly and said casually:

Zhu Limen took a river fish and looked at it. It was indeed quite fresh. He happened to be a bit greedy these days and wanted to drink fish soup:

His breathing became faster and faster, and everything in front of him felt so unreal.

Jing's good intentions are even deeper, like a fairy among gods.

"Sir, the total is forty dollars. Sir, do you want to stew it or make soup?"

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"Senior Monk, that seems to be the gentleman who reminded me last night!"

The fisherman's face suddenly became happy, he weighed the fish and took off the hook from the fish's mouth:

The fisherman finished handling the fish, handed it over, and pointed in the direction not far away:

"The gentleman just stepped forward and rowed in that direction."

The gentleman in the white shirt just waved his sleeves slightly, but nothing happened around him, and then there was a mist rising.

"This man is really weird. He bought the fish but didn't want it."

"How much does this carp weigh?"

"Then sir, the boat has docked."

Several fishermen glanced at him, then lifted the fish baskets at their feet, feeling helpless but smiling and saying:

With this idea in mind, when he was about to say hello, the general's raised arm froze in mid-air, his eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"okay."

"Where is that gentleman now?"

Erzhang shook his head, confused, put the fish back, and muttered:

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Limen arching his hands towards him and already running towards the carriage in a hurry, without even taking the carp.

Zhu Limen raised his eyebrows. A lot of mysterious things had indeed happened to him in recent days.

The fisherman shouted at Zhu Limen twice, but saw him leave without looking back.

Zhu Limen took the carp and inquired casually:

That night in Jinling, there was an immortal who appeared under the moon and a dragon hung down. For people in remote places, or for people who didn't deliberately go to teahouses to listen to the teacher's lectures, the speed of spread in this era was ultimately limited.

Zhu Limen's heart suddenly tightened, and then he said:

On the river, a pole made ripples. A young man wearing a white shirt with wide sleeves had a snow fox squatting on his shoulders. The boat was swaying under him, drifting into the thick fog of the Cangjiang River. middle.

What's more, the old monk also told some information about the Cangjiang Water God. A little doubt suddenly arose in his heart. He put down the porridge bowl in his hand, leaned over and said with a smile:

"What are you talking about?"

"Hahaha."

Zhu Limen's breathing was obviously a little rapid, and the old monk beside him said:

"Sir, your fish!"

"The whole family relies on this river for food, but it's only for this day. Maybe it will be fine tomorrow. Sir, would you like to buy some fish to eat? Although it was not caught today, it is still fresh."

The waves on the river were undulating, and there was no sign of other boats. Zhu Limen drove the carriage and soon saw the gentleman's figure in the mist.

The next moment, the small boat shrank in front of him, and then turned into a shape the size of a soybean grain, which was gathered in his sleeve.

Everything happened in just a moment.

Zhu Limen was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then looked towards the riverside.

The wind was blowing slowly, causing the mist to surround Mr. Baishan.

The water on the riverside was empty at the moment. Scanning the river in other directions could not see anything, and the small boat just disappeared.

"Where's Chuan Chuan?"

Zhu Limen swallowed hard and subconsciously looked at the old monk beside him.

Although I have seen some tricks in the world, such as the fairy rope and the three immortals returning to the cave, there are traces of them after all. Something as big as this ship has disappeared.

I have never seen this kind of scene before, and it is really shocking.

The old monk took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Mr. Baishan in the distance in disbelief, and murmured to himself:

"Such a magical method, could it be the legendary secret of everything in one's sleeve!?"

"call--"

This scene made the two of them look shocked, their throats moved slightly, and they were about to say something.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared faintly in the river, and the originally blue sky was filled with water vapor, like a precursor to a violent storm.

"Rumble--"

A violent thunder suddenly sounded.

A strong wind blew on the river, knocking down several flagpoles on the pier. Before the rain came, the wind came first, sweeping away vegetation and dust. Whether it was Zhu Limen or the pier not far away, everyone subconsciously shook their heads. Keep breathing.

Then, two dragon heads measuring more than ten feet suddenly emerged from the water.

".Dragon Prince!?"

"Isn't that a dragon?"

"Oh my God, why are the Dragon Princes here? Two Dragon Princes!"

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The fisherman who depended on the water for food suddenly fell to his knees with a roar, and fell to his knees on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The legendary dragon actually appeared, and there were two of them. What happened today was really shocking to these fishermen.

The white dragon's golden pupils glanced around briefly, and then the dragon's tail swung gently, and a fairy mist appeared out of thin air, filling the entire riverside.

After a breath, everything returned to calm.

Zhu Limen was immediately frightened by what he saw in front of him and sat down on the spot.

After the smoke dissipated, he took a closer look. Where was the young man in the white shirt?

The water in the Cangjiang River gradually became calm, and the wind became less violent than before and became gentle.

It seems that one moment he was an angry general with a knife ready to kill, and the next moment he was a gentle girl dressing up in her boudoir.

There were only a few wisps of breeze floating on the sparkling river, and the ripples of the river were slightly rippling, seeming to be telling what happened a moment ago.

A middle-aged scholar was sitting on the boat drinking soup at the dock. His face was pale, the bowl in his hand was shaking, and he spilled a lot of porridge.

The gentleman with a warm smile suddenly appeared in his mind, and his words kept echoing in his ears:

'.As long as the scenery is good, and it is not famous mountains and rivers, immortals will live happily. '

At this moment, he could only stare blankly, his thoughts were complicated and he couldn't figure it out.

After staying for a while, he slowly stood up and tentatively shouted a few times into the distance:

"gentlemen?"

After exiting, there was only a few echoes. Where could I see Mr. Fang?

The scholar smacked his lips in confusion, his cheeks suddenly felt hot, and he kept repeating:

"Water does not have to be deep"

Gollum-

The scenery in front of Lu Chenran's eyes was constantly changing, with endless water flowing around him.

Once the little water-avoiding technique was launched, everything in the water gradually returned to nature. He raised his head and looked at the golden dragon eyes in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his lips:

"It turns out to be Mr. Ying Shuilong, long time no see."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and bowed to the white dragon in front of him.

The white dragon in Yingshui finally came.

The black dragon beside the white dragon has not yet recovered from the shock just now.

In the sight of the black dragon, Mr. Lu just raised his hand slightly, and there was a world of heaven and earth in his sleeves. Before he could feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, the small boat was already gathered in his sleeves.

Such a terrifying supernatural power that conquers the world. I am afraid it is the "World in the Sleeve" that exists in the classics and legends.

Seeing such a wonderful magical technique, Hei Jiao's heart was already stirred up at this moment.

There is definitely something wrong with what these three sisters said.

The key is that there is no magical light appearing all over the body, and there is nothing other magical about it. How can a person who is proficient in such a technique be considered an expert by Bai Jiao! ?

I'm afraid the immortal on Bulxian Mountain is the person in front of me!

Bai Jiao considered his tone and said with a smile:

"Mr. Lu is still so excited that he arrived at Bulham Mountain early. I am a little excited to see my concubine this time. I hope you can forgive me."

Without Mr. Lu’s permission, I suddenly invited him, for fear of making Mr. Lu unhappy.

Fortunately, I saw that Mr. Lu's face remained as usual, with a warm and gentle look, so he gradually let go of his thoughts.

The long sword of Water Dragon Yin circled around the white dragon, followed the white dragon's example wisely, and bowed towards the white dragon.

The grace that opened up spiritual wisdom, now that the immortal sword has spirit, I will remember it in my heart.

Lu Chenran smiled and said half-jokingly:

"On the other hand, the two came with a bang. They were so shocked that all the fish in the river hid, and the fishermen caught a lot less fish."

The two Dragon Lords suddenly felt ashamed. They glanced at Mr. Lu's expression cautiously and saw that he had no intention of accusing him, so they hurriedly said:

"Mr. Lu is saying that someone didn't think well enough."

"Sir, you must have known that I was coming and came here to greet you, right? I am really scared."

"In a few days, the elders of my clan will also come one after another. I will know their hidden aura now and don't disturb this fish swimming in the river."

I am afraid that Mr. Lu has already known that he and others are coming, and he has just appeared in the Cangjiang River. If he wants to stop him, he should not disturb the fish in the river.

Lu Chenran was a little embarrassed. He really had no such intention. After waking up from his dream last night, he just wanted to go back to the thatched cottage.

"Then thank you Mr. Long for being considerate of the people of Cangjiang."

"It seems that it still misses Mr. Long."

As he spoke, Shuilongyin turned into a small white dragon and rubbed Mr. Shuilong affectionately.

The sword buzzed.

"Clang——"

Bai Jiao looked at the dragon in surprise.

I never thought that the fairy sword that had been by my husband's side since that day would be able to transform objects with its spiritual intelligence developed so much.

Looking at this fairy sword, there was a bit of envy in the depths of Long Pu's eyes.

How great a blessing it must be to be able to stay with your husband and always be with him?

The black dragon beside him was far less comfortable than the white dragon. He already knew deep down in his heart that this was the immortal from Buxian Mountain. He was a little restrained. Seeing that the third sister was chatting happily with Mr. Lu, he felt a little worried.

If you can make friends with such immortals, you can never guarantee that when you spit out some words of advice and give yourself a few words of advice, you will have the opportunity to transform into a dragon. So you took a deep breath and spoke cautiously:

"I am in Aoyi, Lushui. I have met Mr. Lu."

"Lu Chenran has met Lushui Longjun."

Lu Chenran didn't dare to be negligent, so he stretched out his hand and bowed in return.

Two dragons, one man and one fox, found a secluded place under the Cangjiang River and sat down to talk.

"How do you two drink? Lu Mou has some good wine here."

As he said that, he used his sleeves to move from anywhere.

The sleeves of his robe swayed.

Gollum-

A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared under the Cangjiang River, and then the small boat gathered in the sleeves appeared out of thin air under the water.

At this time, there are aquatic plants and rocks reflected in the river bottom.

When the water plants sway, there are fish swimming among them.

The water is rolling and slightly cool.

The green gourd appeared in his hand. With a stroke of Lu Chenran's pen, three wine glasses appeared in the air and fell into the hands of the two dragons.

"Speaking of which, Lu also got a jar of good wine from the old monkey in Lantaoshan, and he invited the two Dragon Lords to drink it!"

The wine cup was handed over.

The black dragon held his breath and stared blankly at what was happening in front of him.

Long Tong silently stared at Lu Chenran's sleeves from the corner of his eye. After a few drinks, he opened his mouth to speak. He finally couldn't help it and asked:

"Could the technique Mr. Lu used just now be the legendary Qiankun in the Sleeve!? This is the first time I have seen such a technique. I wonder what is so extraordinary about this technique?"

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ps: I’ve been drinking all the time when I went home during the Chinese New Year, so the update has been delayed. Sorry everyone, we will update it steadily in the future.

(End of this chapter)