He looked at the old man and walked over with a smile.
When he got closer, he heard the old man muttering to himself.
He repeated the same sentence over and over again.
When they got closer, the voice became clearer.
The old man seemed to be in a trance as he asked,"Do you have a word that you can practice for the rest of your life?"
He was obviously thinking about this question…
He had spent quite some time thinking about it, but he still didn't have an answer.
Suddenly, the fishing line in the cold pool sank, and the fish had already bitten the bait.
However, the old man was not moved at all and allowed the fish to eat the bait.
His gaze was also looking at the floating clouds in the sky, not the small green pond.
He clearly sensed that someone was coming, but he was not even willing to turn around because the person who came was obviously a mortal.
Xia Ji stood still and looked at the beautiful autumn scenery.
