The indescribable Taoist Lord

Zhang Wangxing, who had been silently following several others, finally spoke out.

It is really difficult for him, a celebrity with a heavy idol burden, to seek help from a mortal.

After saying this, Zhao Haitang's interest indeed became stronger. She wanted to know what Zhang Wangxing wanted to do. It was ordinary enough to come over and ask someone in a nice voice. At most, he was a well-informed person. mortal".

"Sir, can you tell me the tips and secrets of fishing?"

Zhang Wangxing bowed his hands.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Qinghe suddenly stopped and turned around to look at him coldly.

Zhao Haitang was also stunned. The expression on his delicate and small face was indescribable. He obviously didn't believe that Zhang Wangxing was so respectful and coy, and even went so far as to surrender in his heart just for this matter.

Then she burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

After hearing what seemed to be happening, Zhao Haitang leaned down and laughed out loud, laughing so hard that tears almost flowed out.

A majestic figure who has made great efforts to repair the void, and who can turn over the small Weishui River with his hand, actually looks like Zhang Qinghe asking for some fishing tips...

She admitted that she didn't understand men's tastes anymore.

This smile made Zhang Wangjiang feel extremely embarrassed. He stood there for a while wearing a raincoat, not knowing what to think.

"I'm sorry, my wife has such a temper. Please don't be offended, Brother Wangxiang."

Seeing Zhao Haitang laughing loudly, Zhang Qinghe squinted his eyes and smiled, but he seemed to be very kind. In order to relieve Zhang Wangjiang's embarrassment, he elaborated.

He simply ignored the vicious look from Zhao Haitang and pulled Zhang Wangxing out of his daze, who was confused in the snow.

"Let's go inside first. Not to mention that San'er is still a child. My wife and I are both a little weak in body and cannot withstand strong winds and frosts. Let's wait for me to warm up first before we talk about the rest."

Naturally, Zhang Wangxing, as a great cultivator of Dongxu, would not have any ill feelings toward people like Tao Ti, who were naturally close to the Tao. And what Zhang Qinghe was doing now just won his goodwill.

He seemed to remember what he had overlooked and quickly added -

"Of course I won't take Mr.'s tips in vain. Mr. fishing is just to cultivate his temperament. However, if he gets this method, ordinary villagers will naturally be able to have food and clothing all year round, and even become a wealthy family.

I am willing to exchange for wealth or treasures. "

Zhang Wangxing also spoke sincerely, so Zhang Qinghe looked at him carefully for a while, as if he wanted to see through Zhang Wangxing's inner thoughts.

Zhang Wangxing, a major cultivator, was frightened by the eyes of an ordinary gentleman.

"My method is not as mysterious as the villagers say. Even so, does Brother Wangxing still want it?"

"Sir, you are joking... Even with my hundreds of years of practice, I can't even think of how to catch enough fish for a whole village in this severe winter.

It’s really like a miracle…”

While Zhang Wangxing was praising him, he also secretly reminded Zhang Qinghe that he was already an old comrade who was hundreds of years old, so it was not very appropriate to call him Xiongtai all the time.

"Brother, that's ridiculous, but I have traveled a lot in the past few years and acquired some strange and obscene skills, which are nothing compared to practicing the righteous way."

Zhang Qinghe didn't seem to listen to Zhang Wangxing's reminder, and seemed determined to take advantage of him, so he settled on the title Xiongtai.

Although Zhang Wangxing felt tired, he did not stop him. Who told him to ask for help now?

However, this also directly confirmed his idea - although that method has nothing to do with practice, it is probably what Zhang Qinghe obtained when he traveled to Zhongtian.

While the two were talking, Zhang San knowingly opened the door of the house that served as a school in the village, which is where Zhao Haitang, Zhang Qinghe and Zhao Haitang now live.

Several people walked in and gathered dry firewood. With the monk Zhang Wangxing there, a fire quickly started. The firewood was burning brightly, and the stove on top soon began to boil——

"San'er, show the guests some tea."

Zhang Qinghe and Zhang Wangxing sat down, and Zhang Qinghe drove Zhang San away to entertain them. Zhao Haitang then also observed them with his head level.

"It's just a little Ji'er. It's okay to tell Brother Wangxing. However, there's something I don't understand. Please tell me."

Zhang Qinghe's face had a questioning look on his face.

"Please say."

Zhang Wangxing naturally agreed happily.

"As a monk, Brother Wangji, I don't talk about turning over the Wei River, but finding and seduce some fish and shrimps should be a matter of raising your hands. However, it is really strange that you are asking me for prescriptions now.

This was also where my wife’s doubts lay before. "

Zhang Wangxing looked at Zhao Haitang subconsciously. Zhao Haitang glanced at Zhang Qinghe secretly, ignored the word "wife" and nodded, but naturally, according to her temperament, it was impossible to apologize.

"For Yu Zangxi, the purpose of fishing may not be to catch fish, so it does not use cultivation."

"Then Brother Wangji can maintain the status quo."

"Sir, please don't...please teach me!" Zhang Wangxing was a little panicked, he didn't expect that what he wanted to say would turn out like this.

"Then please tell the truth, Brother Wangxiang."

"I won't be happy if I can't catch a fish, and I won't be happy if I use my cultivation to catch a fish."

That’s right! Zhang Qinghe nodded with satisfaction. Why can't this man be more straightforward?

Zhang Qinghe then took out a jade bottle from his sleeve——

"Everything Brother Wangxiang wants is here."

"This is... pill? But what does this have to do with using cultivation..."

Halfway through Zhang Wangxing's words, he stared at the jade bottle and stopped moving - he did not find any spiritual energy fluctuations in the jade bottle. Moreover, Zhang Qinghe's mortal body, even if he had the elixir, it would be of no use. If you come to fish, you are wasting your natural resources.

"How can I have the elixir? Brother Wangxiang is really joking.

In the harsh winter, fish lack appetite and the usual bait is ineffective. However, my bait is prepared with herbs, which is somewhat attractive to those little things. "

Zhang Wangxing thought that Zhang Qinghe was helping to treat Zhang San's mother and had a good understanding of medical science, so he made up his mind - now it made complete sense.

However, Zhao Haitang's mouth twitched as he looked at Zhang Qing and Hu Hao.

This thing is also a herbal medicine. It's just a clay ball that Zhang Qinghe rolled on the ground. He mixed it with some blood beads and used a clever breath-hiding method to cover up the breath. When the time comes, it will be dissolved in the water, relying on the blood in the monk's blood. Aura attracts swimming fish!

She didn't ask, but asked how many pieces of shit Zhang Qinghe had "caught" that day.

If Zhang Qinghe were a normal practitioner, he would probably have to bleed dry, and he would not be able to get that amount of fish ashore.