Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

I casually pick up a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.

A straw raincoat, a straw hat, and a small boat, and a man fishing alone in the autumn river.

In the clear water of Bijiang River, the bow of Hezilou.

Leaning back on the stool, he glanced around. Unlike before when he and Sun Baotou were just fishing leisurely, there were now several more people there.

Each of them had a fishing rod in front of them.

Staring at the water.

There were occasional noises.

When a fish is caught in the net, people are naturally excited, but when a fish falls into the river halfway through the catch, people are very upset.

It was late afternoon at this moment. The warm sunshine was shining on the bow of the boat, making Chen Yulou feel warm all over. He felt indescribably lazy and comfortable.

Seeing this, an ancient poem subconsciously emerged in his mind.

The only difference is.

They were fishing in a river of spring water.

Compared to the howling autumn wind and the approaching winter, it is obviously much more comfortable now.

"Another one."

"Brother Kunlun, old foreigner, you two are not very good."

Just as he was distracted, a cheer rang out again. Yang Fang was holding a palm-sized, snow-white fish that was still struggling in his hand, and he showed off proudly to the two people beside him.

This kid is worthy of being raised by the Yellow River.

He is indeed quite good at fishing.

As for Kunlun and the old foreigner, they had never played this before. They were just joining in the fun.

"Don't be impatient, I'll catch a big one for you later."

Seeing that there were already six or seven fish in the wooden basin behind him, the old foreigner couldn't help but laugh and curse, but even though he said this, he was subconsciously getting anxious in his heart.

First time fishing.

Being completely inexperienced, he stumbled when casting the rod and almost got it stuck on himself several times.

Plus the fishing rod equipment was really pitifully simple.

Whether there is a fish biting the bait is determined purely by the movement of the fishing line.

However, they now fish from boats, following the flow of water, and place more emphasis on experience.

The sound of the fishing line being pulled by the waves is very similar to the sound of the bait being bitten.

The old foreigner was a complete novice, so how could he make an accurate judgment? Several times he thought a fish had taken the bait, but when he hurriedly pulled it up, it was empty.

Furthermore, the fishhook has no barbs, which undoubtedly makes it more difficult to hook the fish.

Even if it's a blind cat catching a dead mouse, it's a rare opportunity to win.

Before I could get it on the boat, the fish got off the hook and I could only watch it draw an arc in the air and then fall back into the water.

The key is.

Yang Fang taunts me every time he catches a fish.

It almost made him lose his mind.

Although he was trying his best to suppress the pressure, his mentality was undoubtedly affected. The more anxious he was, the harder it was to catch the fish. He was so angry that he wanted to sew Yang Fang's mouth shut.

On the contrary, Kunlun had no desires and was completely dragged along to fish.

Successfully caught a few small fish.

"Forget it. If I had the time, I might as well go back and meditate."

Seeing several people raising their fishing rods one after another and getting more or less rewards, the old foreigner's last bit of patience was worn out and he shook his head in self-mockery.

I saw him getting up and preparing to return to the cabin.

However, Chen Yulou stopped him and handed him a blade of grass.

"This is?"

"Tie it on the fishing line as a float and try again."

Seeing that he was confused, Chen Yulou explained with a smile.

"Grass drift?"

Although the old foreigner was still a little confused, he still agreed obediently out of absolute confidence in Chen Yulou.

After a while.

The grass leaves floating on the water suddenly jumped, as if they were being dragged underwater.

The old foreigner's mind also moved.

Subconsciously, he grabbed the bamboo pole and lifted it up suddenly.

Completely different from the empty feeling every time before, the fishing line was almost instantly stretched straight, and then a large fish shaped like a sparrow with a red body was caught by him.

"What kind of strange fish is this?"

There was no time to be surprised. The old foreigner frowned slightly as he looked at the strange-looking red fish.

"Rouge fish."

"This is a rare species from the Minjiang River. We are in for a treat this time."

Old Sun came over with a look of surprise.

The Jinma River is connected to the Minjiang River, so it is not surprising to see them. The key is that both catfish and rosyfish are deep-water fish, and it is difficult to catch them even with a large net.

He has been sailing on this river for many years.

Throughout the year, you may not catch any fish very often.

"Mullet..."

After listening to his explanation, the old foreigner finally smiled.

As long as it's not a monster.

And from what Sun Baotou said, the rosy fish seems to be extremely rare. Does that mean that not only did he succeed in catching a fish, but he also caught a precious fish?

"Hey, who said I couldn't catch any fish?"

"Let's see, this one rule is worth at least eight or ten, right?"

The old foreigner deliberately picked up the mullet and came close to Yang Fang, not forgetting to exclaim in amazement.

"One is one."

Yang Fang would never admit it, "How come there are only eight or ten..."

"That's right. After all, this fish is only about three or four pounds. You can barely make it a tie with the fish and the water."

The old foreigner nodded.

He commented seriously.

However, I almost laughed out loud while speaking.

"Don't worry, I don't believe we can't catch a big one."

"I'm not in a hurry, of course I'm not in a hurry."

The old foreigner curled his lips and put the mullet in his hand into the wooden basin with a thud, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the difference in size was immediately apparent.

“I’m just afraid some people will get anxious.”

Hear this.

The people watching the fun nearby couldn't help but smile at each other.

Seeing that Yang Fang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, the old foreigner took a step forward, trotted over to Chen Yulou, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Shopkeeper Chen, it has to be you."

“A blade of grass is really useful.”

He is considered an old hand. He has traveled all over the country, crossed mountains and rivers, and has seen many fishermen.

But most of them are just a bamboo pole and a hook.

This is the first time I've seen grass leaves used as floats.

"That's enough. It's just a floating blade of grass. It's not as amazing as you make it out to be. If you don't go back, your pole will be dragged into the water soon."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Upon hearing this.

The old foreigner no longer cared to be proud and returned to the fishing spot in two or three steps.

Holding the bamboo pole, continue to stare at the float.

The atmosphere on the boat did not become awkward after being interrupted by the two people, but became more lively.

Not long after.

A faint fragrance floated up from under the cabin and filled the air. Sun Baotou also put away his fishing rod, stood up and smiled at everyone.

"Mr. Chen, and everyone else, it's time to have dinner."

"So fast……"

The old foreigner, who had gradually become addicted, looked reluctant to give up. Even he had never thought that fishing could be so much fun.

No wonder you always see people sitting by the water for the whole day.

This is true even in the dead of winter.

In the past, I thought that ordinary people had a hard time just to support their families, but now I think that may not be entirely true.

"Why, you're addicted?"

Seeing that he was reluctant to put away the club for a long time, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

"Not really, I just think it's quite interesting."

Although his senior brother is not here at the moment, the old foreigner doesn't dare to say that.

Grew up with him since childhood.

Even though he has grown up and is able to take on important responsibilities and run a business, he is still subconsciously afraid in front of his senior brother.

In his eyes, this kind of thing is just a waste of time.

It's okay to play it occasionally in your spare time, but if you really get addicted, with my temper, I will definitely bring out the clan rules.

"Come back after dinner."

Chen Yulou smiled and said, "As for your senior brother, don't worry, even if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you."

"Really?"

The old foreigner, who was originally a little hesitant, his eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Can I still lie to you?"

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Chen!"

Seeing his happy look, Chen Yulou couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

"gone."

"This fish stew smells so good, aren't you greedy?"

At this moment, the fragrance in the cabin below rose with the wind. Just a sip of it made one's mouth water. Coupled with the old wine that Sun Baotou mentioned, he could no longer hold back.

The group put down their bamboo poles.

Following the old boss, they all walked downstairs.

As soon as I walked in the door.

I saw a fire pit on the ground, red oil boiling in an iron pot, and large pieces of fish floating in the soup. It was the silver carp that Chen Yulou had caught, and there were also a lot of miscellaneous fish added in.

Sichuan and Chongqing are indeed known for their love of spicy food.

A hot feeling hit me in the face amid the rising mist.

Sun Baotou handed the fish he caught to his son and asked him to process it. After all, there were so many people to eat, and he couldn't let the host go hungry.

He walked to the side and opened the bottom cupboard.

time.

A clear aroma of wine filled the air.

When they looked up, they discovered that there was a ceramic jar half a person's height hidden underneath, with half a jar of wine shaking gently.

It also contains soaked herbs such as Chuanxiong, Angelica dahurica, Linderae strychnifolia, Trachelospermum officinale and Polygonum multiflorum.

This was the first time Chen Yulou saw someone making medicinal wine.

He is now also quite knowledgeable about pharmacology.

After a little thought, I understood.

Angelica dahurica and Evodia rutaecarpa are good for replenishing qi and warming the body, while Clematis chinensis and Polygonum multiflorum are good for removing dampness and relieving cold.

People who sail on the river all year round will more or less suffer from rheumatism and hot flashes.

It is no surprise that Sun Baotou added these herbs to his homemade wine.

Carrying a long bamboo tube.

He drew a jug of wine from the wine jar.

"Please forgive me, we fishermen don't have much good wine, so please make do with what you have."

"It can also warm your body."

Sun Baotou smiled awkwardly.

Now that they have been together for a long time, how could he not see that these people came from wealthy families, unlike them, the low-class people who worked on ships.

"Sun, you're worrying too much."

"We brothers are just gangsters, there's no need to be so particular."

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

Since the trip to Longling, because Yang Fang was keeping vigil for Senior Jin Suanpan, the others have abstained from drinking for almost a month.

When I smell the aroma of the wine, I feel like my appetite is aroused.

How could I dislike good wine or bad wine?

"That's fine, that's fine."

After hearing what he said, Sun Baotou finally felt relieved and quickly filled everyone's glasses.

"Then I won't be polite."

Chen Yulou picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

Different from strong liquor like Mendaolu, this medicinal wine is relatively mild. However, once it enters the stomach, it immediately turns into a hot current and circulates through the limbs and bones.

My body felt a little cold after being blown by the wind at the bow of the boat for the whole afternoon.

It actually warmed up a little bit.

It feels like doing a round of boxing, or entering a state of meditation.

I feel indescribably clear and refreshed.

"Good wine."

Chen Yulou's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Don't dare."

"It's a prescription I got from an old doctor in town."

"They say drinking a little every day can strengthen your bones and replenish your energy."

Sun Baotou's last bit of worry fell back into his stomach.

Sit down at the corner of the table.

He was afraid that the food on the ship would not suit the customers' tastes.

After all, they paid for it.

Otherwise, letting others go hungry would be a serious sin.

The people around him were originally worried about whether the medicinal wine would damage their bones and muscles, but after hearing what he said, they no longer hesitated and picked up their wine cups to sip.

After taking a sip, the whole person feels as if they are standing by a furnace, with warmth flowing through them.

Several people also exclaimed that the wine was good.

"You don't even call Yang when you have good wine?"

Just as everyone was about to pick up their chopsticks to taste the cooking skills of the chef, a laugh suddenly came from outside.

Look up.

It was actually the Partridge Whistle.

He looked energetic with a smile on his eyes. It was obvious that he had just woken up from meditation and had found this place by following the scent of the iron pot and medicinal wine.

"Brother Dao, you came at the right time. We just sat down and haven't even started eating yet."

"It's my fault. I saw you were in deep meditation, so I didn't let the old foreigner disturb you."

Chen Yulou patted the long wooden bench beside him to make room for an empty seat, and explained with a smile.

"It is indeed just the beginning of the meditation."

Partridge Whistle naturally knew that it would take several hours to enter a state of meditation through practice.

Once you have an epiphany, it takes several days to wake up.

Today went relatively smoothly, and it only took about three hours.

The reason why I feel so happy is naturally because I have made great progress in my practice.

After this period of time, I read day and night by lamplight, and finally finished reading the Taixuan Sutra.

The Taixuan Jing consists of seven volumes in total.

They are eating Qi, swallowing talismans, guiding, cinnabar, controlling spirits, communicating with gods and the mysterious way.

The Xuan Dao Qigong foundation-building exercise is actually the ancient method recorded in the Qi-eating volume.

However, it was separated by Taoist Qingchi and reflected in the picture outside the lacquer coffin, which can be regarded as an engraving left for his descendants.

In case the ancient method is lost.

Taoist priests of later generations can also find its coffin and regain the inheritance.

But he didn't expect it.

A thousand years later, the ancient coffin was indeed dug out, but it was not his descendants who found it, but the Taoists who had made the elixir of immortality for the emperor.

He dug up coffins everywhere, trying to use the dragon energy in the bones to refine the elixir of immortality.

But it must be said that the inheritance of Louguan School is truly amazing. Just one volume on Food of Qi can allow one to cultivate to a great level, and the remaining six volumes each correspond to an ancient method.

For him, this was more than a pleasant surprise.

Seeing that he could not hide the joy on his face, Chen Yulou roughly guessed that it might be related to the Taixuan Sutra.

after all.

Ever since the trip to Mount Zhongnan.

Almost every day, apart from routine practice, most of the time is spent on hard study.

"Come, try it, how does it taste?"

"it is good."

Without hesitation, Partridge Whistle picked up the wine cup, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.

In an instant.

It was as if a wisp of fire ignited in the chest and then spread along the veins throughout the body.

He, who was usually steady, almost couldn't help but snort.

"What a good wine! It seems to be a treasure of Sun Baotou?"

"No, no, I am too polite. It is just the muddy wine I brewed at home. I appreciate your courtesy. I hope you don't mind it."

Sun Baotou waved his hand cheerfully.

I just felt that even if I was just talking to these people in front of me, I felt happier than ever before.

"Come, try the iron pot."

The people, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, naturally would not be polite. When they crossed the Qiang River before, they had tried this way of eating many times on the boat, sitting around the stove and cooking a pot of stew.

Outside, night gradually fell and the night was as dark as ink.

The riverside gradually fell silent.

The cabin became increasingly lively, occasionally startling a few night birds from the ancient trees on the cliffs on the shore.

Until late at night.

After having eaten and drunk their fill, everyone went back to rest with great satisfaction.

Only large ships sail across the Minjiang River.

Head all the way to the border between Sichuan and Hunan!