Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1066 - 553: The Void Hook
No one knows how the Great Love Martial Venerate has been seeking enlightenment during this time.
He always leaves early and returns late, either with a fishing rod or a dustpan, looking no different from those aimless fishermen.
Yet no one dares to underestimate him in the slightest. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Because he is the Great Love Martial Venerate, whose Extraordinary Wisdom surpasses Old Demon Duan.
Such a person, seeking enlightenment is naturally unique and cannot be judged by common sense.
Only Jiang Dada knows that although he looks idle, only busying himself with fishing, he is actually spreading love.
During this period, he has spread love through fish, rabbits, mother wolves, male monkeys, crocodiles, and even mudfish and eels.
And today, he is fiercely spreading love towards the mighty river.
As his love ripples, the river resembles a sea of love; many fish float belly-up on the surface, appearing dead, but soon they wiggle their tails as if reborn.
Jiang Dada becomes increasingly excited; at this moment, he seems to see the mighty rivers and even the stars all being manipulated.
People often say, "There is great terror between life and death." At this moment, he feels it is not terror, but great love.
Great love can even manipulate the life and death of creatures.
His Extraordinary Wisdom continues to flicker, as if perceiving some truths of the "Great Love Kidney Scripture."
He starts to understand the intent of "To accomplish this skill, one must break the beloved."
In an instant, the sadness and confusion that troubled him for so long disappear, replaced by a subtle joy.
Yes, Jiang Dada does not shout excitedly "I've made it!" nor does he laugh loudly; he simply stands by the river with his pants off, quietly watching the belly-up fish, his face showing calm joy.
Just like a farmer who has worked hard in spring and finally sees the harvest in autumn.
This harvest doesn't need to be taxed.
Thinking of the Heroic Land Mr. Duan created with "Farming without paying taxes," Jiang Dada wants to laugh.
It's an extremely foolish and evil deed, but in some ways, it aligns with his path of great love.
One can only say that Old Demon Duan shamelessly imitates him again!
He also wants to promote such situations; he not only wants "Farmers to farm without taxes," but also "Doctors to treat without fees." No, even eating and visiting brothels should be free, everything without cost.
Thinking about this brings many problems, many contradictions, but Jiang Dada doesn't care.
As long as there is love, great love, what can't be resolved?
Love is infinite and can create all sorts of miracles!
If these problems cannot be solved, it's simply not enough love.
If people in the world cannot understand his painstaking efforts, his love, then he will enforce love strongly.
Just like his love for those fish, crocodiles, wolves, and leopards.
If the whole world lacks love, then he will carry love to every corner of the world.
He is sure he can do it!
Thinking about these, Jiang Dada's face is filled with more joy, yet it becomes more serene.
It's night now, a starry good weather.
So he looks up at the starry sky again; this time, he feels all the stars are the same.
And soon enough, brilliant starlight wraps around him, making him look like a shining diamond.
....
In the morning, Jiang Dada sits there with a fishing rod, even though he's covered in white frost, joy fills his eyes.
At a glance, this joyful gaze seems surrounded by starlight.
Da da da da!
Suddenly, amidst the originally silent riverside, a series of footsteps sound.
Few people come here; after fishing here for so long, Jiang Dada hasn't seen a single person.
He even thinks that for decades ahead and behind, probably no one will come to this place.
Yet today, besides him, someone else arrives.
The footsteps aren't light, sounding no different from a tired farmer treading the mud.
Yet within lies a kind of magical rhythm.
It seems to harmonize with the world, everything is perfect, giving a compulsion to walk along.
Just like a skillful musician performing casually, listeners can't help but sway their heads.
Could the newcomer treat the ground as an instrument?
"It's possible." Jiang Dada calmly ponders.
So he swings his rod towards the morning river again.
The fishing line enters the water, naturally creating ripples, yet strangely those ripples continue spreading without stopping, endlessly.
Then, a gentle voice says, "Your fishing method is interesting."
Jiang Dada remains seated without moving, saying, "Your way of walking is also not bad."
"You're too kind, too kind."
"Duan Yun of Yuzhu Manor."
"Jiang Dada of the Great Love Sect."
Jiang Dada holds the fishing rod, still unmoved, saying, "When I lost news of Shen Jia a few days ago, I knew you'd come. You didn't delay."
Duan Yun stands by the riverside, the wind blows his hair, making him appear even more graceful.
"Knowing I'd come, yet you still fish here." Duan Yun says.
"It's because I know you'll come that I fish."
"Oh?"
"Your name, Old Demon, is renowned, but compared to heaven and earth, aren't you also just a fish?" Jiang Dada turns his head, smiling at Duan Yun.
He smiles genuinely, like a farmer reaping a harvest, yet at this moment, it gives a sense of dread.
Because no matter how you look at it, this smile is very discordant.
Just like an unassuming white wall, originally without a door, suddenly adorned with a couplet and two inserted candles.
Duan Yun feels strange, but his expression remains calm, responding, "You're saying you're fishing for me, but do you have the skill?"
Jiang Dada keeps smiling, saying, "Let's just try and see."
Duan Yun looks at him, smiles too, saying, "Let's try."
"Let's try."
"Come on."
"Come on."
After this conversation, both fall into immense silence.
It's as if even the surrounding wind senses this silence and comes to an abrupt halt.
If not for the nearby river flowing calmly, you might think time stands still.
Because for so long, neither of them blinked, entirely unconcerned about their eyes getting dry.
And at this moment, Duan Yun moves.
His eyes move.
He blinks.
Blinking is no big deal; it's an ordinary thing, hardly noticeable.
But because of this blink, everything around changes.
The ripples following the fishing line suddenly disappear, due to the fishing line leaving the water.
No one sees how the fishing line exits the water, not even Duan Yun.
Because he was blinking, and in that blink, the line leaves the water as if needing no time at all.
The fishing line naturally has a hook.
A dark red hook, stained with fish blood, appearing ordinary.
And remarkably, Duan Yun's expression becomes more serious.
The hook flies forth along the line, seeming ordinary, as if a quick-reacting child could easily catch it.
Yet Duan Yun's brow slightly furrows.
Because at this moment, the hook exists in an "empty" state.
If the continuous ripples symbolize fullness, this moment, the exposed hook symbolizes "emptiness."
It's as if it doesn't exist.
How can one grasp something that doesn't exist?
And at this moment, Jiang Dada's serene joyful face also turns more solemn.
His hook is exquisitely ethereal; Old Demon Duan seems unavoidable because one can't escape something that's nearly nonexistent.
If the continuous ripples symbolize fullness, this moment, the exposed hook symbolizes "emptiness."
It's as if it doesn't exist.
How can one grasp something that doesn't exist?
And at this moment, Jiang Dada's serene joyful face also turns more solemn.
His hook is exquisitely ethereal; Old Demon Duan seems unavoidable because one can't escape something that's nearly nonexistent.
