Chapter 1241 The Impudent Boy
Chapter 1241 The Impudent Boy
Lin Feng walked slowly. On this land, the pirates had not been completely driven out. Even if the Zhenxi Army drove them all away, there was still something more difficult to do: post-war reconstruction.
The capital city of Kyoto was also occupied by hundreds of thousands of imperial guards from the Taisho era.
Lin Feng's mind was a bit of a mess. There were too many things going on here, and he still had a long way to go. He could only take it one step at a time, as there were too many variables.
They had traveled countless miles, and apart from the occasional Zhenxi Army warship passing by on the river, they had not seen a single person on the riverbank.
Lin Feng wondered if Yan Jin had left because he couldn't find him in Funing City.
He had many matters to attend to in the Zhenxi Army and couldn't stay outside for too long.
Lin Feng decided to go back and take a look before making any decisions.
Just as he turned to walk back, the broken sword began to leap again.
Lin Feng sighed, realizing he had stayed in Fu Ning City for too long, which led to all sorts of cultivators coming to him one after another.
He looked around, trying to see who had come this time.
North of the riverbank was a vast expanse of open field, and no one was in sight.
Instead, a small boat drifted along the wide river, moving with remarkable ease.
An old man sat at the bow of the boat, while a middle-aged boatman steered it at the stern.
As Lin Feng looked from a distance, the old man's face gradually became clearer.
The small boat moved quite fast, and in no time it arrived not far from Lin Feng. The boatman also rowed the boat vigorously, bringing it closer to the riverbank.
The old man sitting at the bow of the boat had white hair and beard, a ruddy complexion, and an air of otherworldly grace.
A pair of bright eyes revealed a hint of excitement.
He looked at Lin Feng as if he were looking at a rare treasure, his face full of affection mixed with a hint of excitement.
"Hehehe... Young friend, you've made me look for you quite a bit. You're fast on your feet."
Before Lin Feng could speak, the boatman threw over a bundle of rope.
"Catch it, secure it to the shore, don't let the boat wash it away."
Lin Feng had no choice but to help them secure the boat first.
Fortunately, there were exposed tree roots not far from the riverbank, which could be used to tie the rope.
The old man jumped off the boat, his movements light and graceful. His wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, as if he were about to fly away.
Lin Feng tied the ropes and bowed in respect.
"So it's Master Ye, Senior Brother Rong, what a coincidence."
Rong Rong also jumped ashore and looked Lin Feng up and down a few times.
"What a coincidence! My master and I have searched almost every inch of Dazong's land before finally finding you, kid."
Lin Feng was somewhat taken aback. He knew they were inner disciples of Kunyu Mountain and were in cahoots with Shu Qin. Could it be that they had discovered he was Lin Feng?
Seeing Lin Feng in a daze, Rong Rong strode forward and patted Lin Feng on the shoulder.
"Mu Chuan, come quickly and greet your master. He hasn't been able to find you and hasn't eaten for days."
Lin Feng was confused. Why would someone go on a hunger strike for him?
Ye Haishan chuckled and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. My poor appetite these past two days is not due to anything else."
Lin Feng liked these two people quite a bit. Despite being cultivators, they were kind and had no arrogant airs. If you didn't know them, they would be no different from ordinary people.
"Master Ye, Senior Brother Rong, how about I get you some fish to eat?"
The river is right in front of us. Although the fishing technology of the time is backward, the fishery resources are absolutely abundant.
For Lin Feng, catching a few big fish from the water was a piece of cake.
Ye Haishan patted his belly.
"Hmm, very good. I've been missing your grilled fish for a long time. Go quickly."
He was excited, which made him have a great appetite.
Lin Feng waved his hand: "Senior Brother Rong, go get some firewood, I'll go into the water to catch fish."
"No problem, go ahead."
Seeing his master happy, Rong Rong became happy as well.
After all, their master was over ninety years old. They were cultivators, not immortals. How could they survive without eating? Although they tried to persuade him every day, they couldn't persuade the old man at all.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Feng caught two large fish, each a foot and a half long, from the water, carrying one in each hand, and stepped ashore.
Rong Rong had also gathered a pile of dry firewood and lit a fire.
Lin Feng used a straight knife to peel the bark off three wooden sticks, tied them into a wooden frame, and placed it on the fire. The big fish was cleaned, skewered on the wooden sticks, and roasted over the fire.
The three sat around the fire, looking at each other with smiles on their faces, but for a moment they didn't know where to begin.
Rong Rong was the first to speak.
"Muchuan, I heard that you led five hundred Imperial Guards cavalry and burned many pirate ships along the way, but you came to the territory of the Zhenxi Army. What are you thinking?"
Lin Feng scratched his head, ignoring his wet clothes, and got up to put on his coat.
“I saw that the pirates were burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil on the vast land, so I decided to drive them out, which is why I took this action.”
Rong Rong nodded and said, "I see. But I heard that the pirates here have been almost wiped out by Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army. Why don't you go to Luocheng to kill the pirates?"
Lin Feng flipped the wooden frame over and said casually.
"I'm just about to go."
Rong Rong frowned and said, "Mu Chuan, as a cultivator, you should not get too involved in worldly struggles. The sect has its rules."
"I have no affiliation or sect, so why should I follow any rules?"
Ye Haishan looked at Lin Feng with a kind and gentle expression, growing more and more fond of him the more he looked.
At his level, one could easily sense Lin Feng's progress.
Having been separated from them for only a few months, the true energy surging within this young man had become even more abundant, like a divine spring about to overflow.
It would be such a waste to leave it unattended.
We must straighten out this kid's cultivation methods so that he can get on the right path and ultimately achieve the Great Dao.
"You'll soon have a sect."
Lin Feng was taken aback, then turned to Ye Haishan and smiled.
“Master Ye is joking. I think it’s better to be a free cultivator. You’re unrestrained and can do whatever you want, unlike you, who have to follow the rules.”
"That is not true. How can the world be without rules? We cultivators must follow the rules of the Great Dao in order to comprehend it, receive its benefits, and ultimately achieve the unity of humanity and the Dao."
Ye Haishan couldn't help but start lecturing.
Lin Feng didn't want to argue with him, because they followed different paths and there was no point in saying more.
"Come, come, this side of the fish is ready to eat. Let Master Ye relieve his hunger first."
Rong Rong was prepared; he took out a short knife from his waist and began to cut the large fish.
Ye Haishan ignored the big fish and stared at Lin Feng instead.
"Mu Chuan, come back to Kunyu Mountain with me to cultivate. I guarantee that your achievements will surpass mine, and you may even reach the summit of Kunyu Mountain."
Rong Rong was dumbfounded. He knew the weight of his master's words. What kind of place was the top of Kunyu Mountain? It was the place where the patriarchs of all generations had reached their pinnacle of ranking.
Does this kid in front of me have that much ability?
Having followed my master for many years, I have never heard such inspiring words.
A sense of sorrow welled up in my heart.
Lin Feng heard it but felt nothing; he was only thinking about how to refuse this deep affection.
"Master Ye, is there truly a way to achieve immortality in this world?"
"Absolutely certain."
Have you seen it with your own eyes?
Ye Haishan stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting: "Our ancestral masters, with their spirits in heaven, are watching over our actions. How can we harbor any doubts?"
Lin Feng said with a wry smile, "Isn't this like talking to a dead man..."
"Shut up, you rude brat."
Rong Rong shouted from the side.
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