I Am Xianfan

　　 The sun is rising, it is early morning.

　　 Taihu Lake, blue waves rippling.

　　 An old and dilapidated fishing boat that can only accommodate a few people appears swayingly in a thicket of reeds.

　　 On the boat, an old fisherman and old woman in his 50s and 60s were fishing in the quiet reeds.

The fishing boats near 　　Xukou Town were all requisitioned by the Yamen of Gusu City, but this broken ship was too old, and the wooden boards on the ship's armor were rotten and decayed, almost falling apart.

　　 so that the officials are deeply worried, afraid that it will sink into the water soon, and dare not use it to transport the disciples of the rivers and lakes.

　　 "Old man, so many gangsters spent the night in Xukou Town last night, and the government levied fishing boats. It looks like they are going to fight with the whale bandits again. Why don't we avoid it?"

　　 The old woman wrinkled her face and was very worried.

"Avoid what! They fought their battles, we fought our fish, nothing to do. When we meet water bandits, we offer fish, we kowtow when we meet gangsters, and they will not kill us when they are idle. Granny!

　　 Besides, let's not hit a few fatty fish, what do you eat and drink at night? Can't drink a bite of fish soup, waiting to starve to death. "

　　 The old fisherman tremblingly supported the bamboo pole and mumbled loudly.

　　 "Old lady, come and help and cast this net out."

　　 The couple rowed a boat and found a calm reed bush, then stopped and started fishing for fish and shrimps.

　　Because of their old age, the Taihu Lake is very windy and the broken ship is easily overturned, so they dare not go. You can only catch a little fish and shrimp in the reeds near the Taihu Lake, in a calm place.

　　 Suddenly, the old fisherman was stunned and rubbed his dim old eyes.

　　 found a young man floating on the surface of the water, closing his eyes motionless, as if he hadn't breathed anymore. Look at the clothes this young man is wearing, it seems to be a disciple of the Gusu City Yaowang Gang.

　　 "Oh, guilty! I don't know which kid was killed in Taihu Lake."

　　 The old fisherman was taken aback and shook his head and sighed.

　　 In recent years, Taihu Lake has been in chaos. I often see people in the rivers and lakes of unknown origin, dying in Taihu Lake.

　　 The old fisherman also couldn't understand why the good sons of the good family should go to the rivers and lakes, or become a gang disciple or a water bandit, killing and killing, and lost his life in vain.

　　 The old fisherman stabbed the young man with a long bamboo pole, but without any response, he prepared to pick up the floating corpse.

　　 If this young man’s family came to find him, he would be okay with others, and it would be considered good deeds. Maybe you can even collect a small amount of money for corpse fishing by the way, which is worth a few days of fishing money.

　　 Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes and looked at the old fisherman.

　　 His eyes are as clear as being washed by the spirit water of Taihu Lake. It seems that the aura of heaven and earth is gathered together, out of the ordinary, not eating the fireworks in the world.

　　 "Ah! Ghost! Ah no, it's Guixian who spared his life, the little old man offended!"

　　 How can the old fisherman even know that a "floating corpse" would open his eyes.

　　 He was so frightened by the ethereal eyes that he thought it was the resurrection of the ghost of Taihu, and fell on the armor of the ship, pulling the confused old woman desperately to beg for mercy.

　　...

I do not know how long it has been.

　　 When the sun rises, the earth recovers.

　　 Su Chen finally woke up from his deep sleep.

　　 He opened his eyes and found himself floating in a thick reed bush following the water of the lake. There is also a broken small fishing boat nearby, and the old fisherman and old woman seem to be crying and shouting something ghost.

　　 Su Chen glanced at the old fisherman and his wife faintly. They were very strange and didn't know each other.

　　 Zhouzhuang Water Town is hundreds of miles away from this Taihu Lake. The fishermen he knows do not come to Taihu to fish. They usually only fish in the smaller Chenghu Lake, Baixi Lake and Dianshan Lake adjacent to Zhouzhuang.

　　Su Chen ignored the fisherman and his wife, and had no intention of listening to what they were talking about. Allow yourself to be immersed in the lake water and drift with the waves, his expression is as deep and tranquil as water. A mysterious breath made him look extraordinary.

　　 Last night, he tried to hold his breath in the lake, while silently practising "Turtle Breath Jue", trying to close the six senses.

　　 He didn't have much expectation either.

　　 After all, the last time he entered Shangdantian was a life of nine deaths. In the past few years, he also practiced the "Escape of the Mayfly" every day.

　　 But he didn't expect that, with the help of strong water pressure from a few feet deep in the water, after holding his breath for half an hour, he actually completely closed his six senses, and gradually condensed an unusually powerful sense of perception.

　　 This ray of perception is outside the Niwan Palace, constantly colliding, trying to break through the obstacles of the acupoints.

　　 Finally, after a long time, it crashed into the upper Dantian.

　　 Perhaps because of the stronger perception, entering the Dantian this time is obviously much easier than the last time.

　　 Everything in the upper pubic area is the same as before, and there is not much change.

　　 A chaotic dome with cracks, enclosing a spirit mountain.

　　 What made it shocked and pleasantly surprised was that in this Chaos Dome, there were thousands of dense cyan auras. These strands of blue aura float freely in the giant Chaos Dome.

　　 "My soul, has grown up a lot in the past few years?"

　　 Su Chen was quite surprised, but also a little surprised.

　　 Originally, it was a small "bean", rooted in Lingshan, and could not move anything. Unless the blue qi accidentally encounters and is absorbed by it when it is drifting everywhere, it will not be able to actively "prey".

Su Chen also discovered that in the past four or five years, that group of green bean-sized cyan little souls not only grew a few roots, but also began to grow a ten-inch-long sprout on the top of his head. Fresh and moving.

　　 Su Chen constantly waved his own young shoot to catch the green air that "drifted over" from nearby.

　　 With this long shoot, it is equivalent to having a ten-inch-long tentacle, which can capture the blue air that drifts in the surrounding ten-inch range, which is dozens of times more efficient than the original.

　　 This undoubtedly has greatly increased its growth rate.

　　 Just like this, it stretched out its tender shoots, and tirelessly caught the blue qi in the spirit mountain, and ate up thousands of blue qi.

　　 The primordial spirit, the size of a green bean, continues to grow and grow, sprouts, and the first huge leaf.

　　 After the leaves grew, the speed at which it drew blue aura increased sharply. The big leaf swept across, and dozens of green auras around it were swept away by it.

　　 Soon, the green energy in the Egg of Chaos was swept away by its big leaves.

　　 Su Chen was shocked.

　　 He recognized that this is the embryonic form of a lotus leaf, "The soul of my dantian is in the shape of a lotus?"

　　...

　　 Su Chen's divine sense withdrew from the upper dantian and looked towards the sky, only to see that the whole world became extremely fresh and very moving.

　　 Every cloud in the sky exudes a red glow, the color is full, like the colorful ink splashed by the fairy at random, full of fairy meaning.

　　 Within a hundred feet of the lake, the dense reeds are full of vitality, and countless reeds are desperately absorbing the nutrients from the rhizomes and growing vigorously.

　　Of course ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there are also some reeds withering, withering, and decay.

　　 In the water plants in the nearby lake, large and small fish and shrimps are swimming freely foraging for the water plants, playing and chasing, each movement is completely different, ever-changing, and vivid.

　　Countless changes, everything is in my heart.

　　 Even if Su Chen closes his eyes, all the movement in the surrounding area is clearly perceivable by him, as if vividly in his eyes.

　　 Where his thoughts came, he looked at his body inwardly with ease.

　　 Su Chen was surprised to find that he could gather a strand of thought at will, smoothly enter and exit the upper dantian in the Niwan Palace, and check the state of Lingshan and Yuanshen, without any restrictions.

　　 This means that he no longer needs to use any means such as "Turtle Breath Jue" or "Close Breath in the Water" to close the six senses before he can directly enter the Shangdantian.

　　 Su Chen recalled all the martial arts books and medicinal books that he had read before, trying to analyze which stage he had cultivated to.

　　 This is definitely not the realm of the martial arts master.

　　 Wushu classics say that even a master in the realm of great masters has only entered the Shangdantian by chance once, and will never be able to re-enter it as he wishes according to his own wishes.

　　 "The spiritual knowledge is placed under the Lingshan Mountain, and the traces are on the rivers and lakes."

　　 "Lingshan has learned the tactics of cultivating true truth, and the world is empty."

　　 Su Chen thought of the vague descriptions he saw in Taoist classics.

　　All signs indicate that this is no longer a state that can be clearly explained by the martial arts theory on the rivers and lakes.

　　 He has surpassed the master and stepped into a more mysterious and magical realm.

　　 "I stepped into the fairyland as recorded in "Xiaoyaoyou"?!"

　　 Su Chen suddenly flashed a flash of light in his mind, which was deeply shocked.