C12

At this moment, Shi Ling, who was rapidly falling down, felt the whistling sound of the wind in his ears, and his body was completely drenched in blood. At this moment, Shi Ling, who was rapidly falling down, felt the sound of the howling sound of the wind in his ears, and his body was completely drenched in blood.

"Am I going to die like this?"

As Shi Ling questioned himself in his mind, he gently closed his eyes and his mind went blank. At this moment, Shi Ling's blood dripped onto his right index finger. Soon after, a strange scene occurred.

The fresh blood that came into contact with the index finger of his right hand was quickly absorbed by the index finger, and a white ribbon appeared on it. Like a spiritual snake, it coiled around Shi Ling's hand, before finally turning into a ring.

At the same time that ring appeared, a dense white mist appeared below him as if he had entered a dream. As Shi Ling's body rapidly descended, he quickly fell into the white mist and disappeared.

Perhaps it was a few quarters of an hour, a few hours, or even several days, but in short, Shi Ling felt as if he had descended for a long time, but had never reached the end of the cliff. It was as if the cliff was a bottomless pit that would forever fall like this.

Slowly, Shi Ling's eyes opened. When he saw himself in a white mist, he muttered in his heart, "Why is there a fog?"

It was as if Shi Ling had already passed through the white mist the moment he opened his eyes. Then, he saw the scene below him.

It was a clear lake, and fish were swimming about within it. A row of birds landed on the shore, and the wind gently blew past, creating ripples on the surface of the lake.

Bang. Shi Ling's body fell directly into the lake, causing a water column hundreds of feet tall to jump out of the water, causing the surrounding birds and fish to dodge in succession.

At this moment, as Shi Ling fell into the lake, he immediately felt an ice-cold and comfortable feeling assaulting his senses. At this moment, as Shi Ling fell into the lake, he immediately felt an ice-cold and comfortable feeling assaulting his senses.

When he swam, he appeared to be very stiff, but this also aroused the desire to live in Shi Ling's heart. Previously, when he fell from the cliff, he thought he was dead, so he did not make any moves. Now, however, he had a chance to survive.

At this moment, Shi Ling clenched his teeth and swam desperately upstream despite his limbs being so stiff and powerless. However, no matter how much Shi Ling swam, he was unable to reach the surface of the lake.

Shi Ling had a look of despair on his face. At this moment, he felt that his stamina was almost depleted and all the oxygen in his body had been used up. However, he was still unable to swim out of the water.

Without any strength, Shi Ling could only make one last struggle. However, while his hands and feet were clawing randomly, he had unintentionally grabbed onto a thread. Immediately, as if he had grabbed the last straw for life, Shi Ling simultaneously grabbed onto that thread with both hands.

Although he didn't know where that thread had come from, nor did he know if it could save his life, Shi Ling still wouldn't let go.

Soon after, he felt the thread pull upwards and forcefully pull his body upwards.

Shi Ling was immediately thrown out of the water and heavily crashed onto the ground. His body rolled a few times on the ground before finally stopping. He coughed out a few times forcefully and spat out a few mouthfuls of water.

At this moment, Shi Ling could not help but laugh. He narrowed his eyes and sighed emotionally, "The feeling of living is really great."

After which, Shi Ling closed his eyes completely. Without caring about where he was anymore, he immediately fainted.

Time rapidly flowed backwards at this moment. In the blink of an eye, a day and night had passed. However, this calm lake had not changed at all. It was still as beautiful and clear as before.

With a thud, a small fish came out of the lake and landed on Shi Ling's face. The fish swatted Shi Ling's cheeks with its tail, causing him to open his eyes, and when he saw the fish in front of him, he casually picked it up and threw it towards the lake. Once again, he threw it back into the lake.

However, an elderly voice entered Shi Ling's ears. "Young man, don't you think it's a bit too much to just throw back the fish that this old man lost with so much effort?"

His eyes opened and he immediately sat up. He saw that not far away from him, on the shore of the lake, an old man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat was quietly fishing there. The thin fishing rod stretched to ten meters away, and the line on the fishing rod was like a silver thread as it fell into the lake.

Shi Ling rubbed his eyes and looked around before asking, "Where … where am I?"

At this moment, Shi Ling remembered that he had fallen down from the cliff and landed in a lake. If he hadn't grabbed a thread, he would have lost his life by now. He immediately looked at the fishing line of Uncle Fishing and muttered to himself, "Could it be that he saved my life?"

When he thought of this, Shi Ling walked up to Ah Bo and sat down on his knees. He asked, "Ah Bo, when I fell into the lake earlier, were you the one who saved me?"

"Fishing Abel …" The turbid old man looked towards Shi Ling. In his hand was a pipe that was slowly inhaling smoke. He replied, "You just threw back the fish I caught, now you have to help me catch it."

The corner of Shi Ling's eyes twitched. He felt that this Abel knew his Yu Di. At that moment, he could only nod and say, "Alright, I'll help you catch your Yu Di. But, can you tell me how to get out of here?"

As he spoke, Shi Ling looked around and noticed that the mountains were clear and beautiful, surrounded by green mountains. However, there was no exit, and when he lifted his head to look, there was actually a thick layer of white mist covering it, making it impossible to see the color of the sky outside.

Abel put down his pipe, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. "The road is under your feet, the road is in your heart. If you have a path in your heart, why are you so hesitant?"

When Shi Ling heard this, his eyelids twitched and he sighed. He felt that he could not communicate with his uncle. He stood up and looked around him. Right now, the only thing he could do was find a way out for himself.

Abel continued, "Young man, don't you think it's a bit too much to throw back the fish that this old man lost with so much effort?"

Shi Ling tilted his head and glanced at Ah'Bao. He then rolled up his sleeves and took off his shoes. "Alright, I'll go and help you catch that fish."

Sometimes, Shi Ling really couldn't stand this kind of old man. He always liked to bicker with others over small matters.

At that moment, Shi Ling had already jumped onto the outskirts of the lake. The water in this place was relatively shallow, enough for Shi Ling's knees to be visible. Shi Ling looked at the fish in the lake, then extended a hand in an attempt to catch them.

Seeing this scene, the old man not far away chuckled. Shi Ling looked at the other fishes with some dissatisfaction. His gaze quickly shifted to another fishes, and soon after, he locked onto another one.

However, just like before, the result was the same as before. Shi Ling missed again, and the water splashed on his face. Shi Ling was instantly enraged. He tried to catch a few more fish, but the result remained the same.

Abel laughed and said, "People will always be fooled by their eyes. They think that victory is already in their grasp, but they will always let the opportunity slip through their fingers."

Shi Ling looked at Uncle unhappily. He swung his fishing rod, and a big fat fish was caught, falling into the bamboo cage beside him. This scene caused Shi Ling to grit his teeth in pain, unable to speak.

Abel continued, "Try to use your heart to look at all of this. Suddenly, you will realize that many things are not as complicated as you think. If you follow your instincts, you will often get a lot of unexpected results."

When Shi Ling heard this, he looked at the fish swimming around him again. This time, he did not blindly catch them. Instead, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The sound of the wind began to resound in his ears, and the sound of fish swimming in the water. In his mind, he could hear what Abel had said.

Immediately, he opened his eyes, and a pair of blue pupils appeared before Shi Ling's eyes. Then, he saw the path that the fish took as it swam behind him, and immediately, he grabbed at the fish with his hand. The fish was so scared that it fled in panic, but it did not know that it was currently rushing towards Shi Ling's hand.

With a thud, Shi Ling grabbed the fish with one hand. This fish was not small, and if not for Shi Ling's amazing grabbing power, it might have slipped away from his grasp.

The moment the fish landed in Shi Ling's hands, the blue pupils in Shi Ling's eyes disappeared. Seeing this, Ah Bo smiled in satisfaction. Of course, Shi Ling did not know what had happened to his eyes.

Immediately, Shi Ling grabbed the fish and said to Ah'Bao, "Hey, Ah Bo. Look, I caught a fish as well."

A smile appeared on Abel's face, but he shook his head. Shi Ling frowned, not understanding what Abel was shaking his head. However, in the next moment, he felt the fish in his hands struggling once again, and even more so.

With a thud, the fish fled back into the lake. When Shi Ling saw this, his mouth gaped open. He had finally managed to catch a fish with great difficulty, so he let it escape.

However, to Shi Ling's surprise, the fish that fell into the water swam back in at this moment, and then he saw the body of the fish start to squirm. However, to Shi Ling's surprise, the fish that fell into the water, came back at this moment, and he saw the body of the fish start to wiggle.

Shi Ling's pupils constricted as he involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air. That was because the person who had appeared before him was none other than himself.

A person who looked exactly the same as Shi Ling, and wore the same clothes as Shi Ling. How could Shi Ling not be shocked?

Just as Shi Ling was pondering about what was going on, he saw the water figure, which was exactly the same as him, charge towards him and smash towards his head with a fist.

Shi Ling crossed his hands in front of his face to block the attack. Soon after, he heard a light thud, and his body was sent flying backwards. An intense pain came from his hands, and he looked at the water figure with a strange look on his face.

Before Shi Ling could react, the water shadow had already charged over. The water shadow's fist was extremely vicious, and every attack was aimed at Shi Ling's vital points. Shi Ling had no way to fight back against it.

At the same time, the water shadow grabbed onto one of Shi Ling's hands, and pulled Shi Ling's retreating body back. Then, it threw out another punch, which landed directly on Shi Ling's abdomen.

Shi Ling's eyes widened as he bowed. However, before he could finish his words, Water Shadow jumped up and threw a kick at his head.

Bang! Shi Ling tumbled to the ground and fell into the lake. However, he quickly stood up again, his eyes filled with fear. He wiped the corner of his lips with one hand as he watched the man walk towards him step by step.

At this moment, the fishing Abel's voice reached Shi Ling's ears. "The same person, the same strength, the same scene. Why are you in such a sorry state?"

Shi Ling wanted to shout out that the other party was faster and stronger than him, but he swallowed his words back.

At this moment, Shi Ling gradually discovered that his opponent's punches and speed were actually not faster than his own, but that was because he could not block off all of his attacks, which was why he thought he was fast. The reason why he felt that his opponent was strong was because he could find flaws in his moves every single time and then defeat him.

At that moment, Shi Ling's expression turned serious. At this moment, Shui Ying looked exactly the same as him, even his moves were the same. They were practically the same, so why was he behaving so miserably?

Shi Ling began to recall the scenes of his previous fights. Every time he attacked, his opponent would intercept him. It was as if his opponent knew what move he would make, and his fist would always be directed at that location.

As Shi Ling approached the water shadow, he couldn't help but retreat backwards. Uncle's voice sounded again, "This is the real you. When you are facing a powerful opponent, you will instinctively want to escape."

Hearing this, Shi Ling stopped and clenched his fists. Ah'Bao's voice rang out again, "He's the other side of you, he's exactly the same as you. Since he knows your flaws, why don't you know his?"

As Shi Ling thought of this, he immediately understood. The person in front of him was him, someone who was completely the same as him. If he fought with him, wouldn't that mean he was fighting with him? If a weak person wanted to become a true expert, his greatest enemy would not be others, but himself!

He closed his eyes again, and his mind began to recall the words of the old man, "Try to use your heart to look at all of this. Suddenly, you will realize that many things are not as complicated as you think.

"Follow your instincts," whispered Shi Ling.

As Shi Ling muttered to himself, the water shadow charged over once again. On the other hand, Shi Ling stood still and did not move an inch.

When Water Shadow arrived in front of Shi Ling, he threw a punch towards his head. Shi Ling's head tilted to the side, and before he could open his eyes, he had dodged the fist. The next moment, Shi Ling's knee struck forward.

Dong. Water Shadow's stomach was pushed up by Shi Ling's knee, causing him to fly backwards. The water Shadow continuously retreated, and never opened his eyes as he looked at Shi Ling, who was still standing there quietly.

At this moment, his fists were clenched tightly as he attacked once more. The corners of Shi Ling's mouth curled up slightly, as he could easily block the water shadow's ferocious attack and counterattack. Shi Ling, who had been pushed back repeatedly by the water shadow earlier, had now begun attacking again.

The water figure continuously retreated backwards, and the speed of Shi Ling's punches became faster and faster. With every punch, the water figure was unable to block them, and the crazy power of his punches shot towards the water figure's body like bullets.

With a light thump, Shi Ling spun around and swung his leg at his head. His body actually exploded, turning into a pool of clear water that scattered across the lake surface.

At this moment, Shi Ling felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out of him. Unconsciously, his body sank back into the lake.

Shi Ling's body started to sink into the lake. The surrounding light became dimmer and dimmer. At the same time, the words of Uncle Fishing travelled over, "To be able to recognize oneself, and to let go of the people from the past, this is a true expert."

When Shi Ling heard those words, he whispered, "Who are you?"

Uncle Fishing didn't answer, instead, he answered with an irrelevant question, "The day when the descendants of my Dishi family truly awaken is the day when our clan will be revitalized. From today onwards, your name shall be 'Shi, Lu, Tian'!"

In the next moment, Shi Ling, who had originally sunk to the bottom of the lake, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of blue pupils. Within his pupils, a picture of a flower blooming appeared.