You have a good chance, I accept it.

In this way, Ye Lin sat quietly beside the old man, looking at the wooden pole in his hand, then looking at the water surface without any fish, and thinking with his chin.

In just a few minutes, the old man next to him had caught three fish, but he had nothing on his side.

Then Ye Lin pointed his two fingers at the water, and suddenly, dozens of loaches appeared in the air, a water column wrapped around the wooden pole, and the other end was tied with these loaches, and began to wait quietly.

Seeing this scene, the old man did not say anything, but just looked at the wooden pole in his hand quietly.

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Ye Lin looked at the empty basket beside him and the basket full of fish next to him, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable.

This old man obviously had nothing, why did the fish rush to take the bait?

The bait was arranged on his side, but no fish took the bait.

"My friend, I am fishing for sentient beings, and you are fishing for fish. If the direction is wrong, everything will be wrong. If you take a wrong step, you will take wrong steps."

"Your starting point is wrong, how can you catch fish?"

At this time, seeing Ye Lin confused, the old man on the side spoke up.

"Fishing for sentient beings? Senior, what do you mean by that?"

Although Ye Lin caught something, he was still a little confused.

"Hahaha, look at the fish in this lake. They are like all living things in the world. They all have their own paths, but they know that staying in the lake has determined their future."

"They wander in the lake all day long, without a goal, like zombies, with no future and no direction."

"They are born in this small lake. This small lake is their whole world. They can't leave this lake in their lifetime and can only die of old age in this lake."

"Where you are born, where you die, a lifetime is just a process."

"But my fishing rod is their only chance to get rid of this lake and run to a higher place, the only chance to run to a higher place to seek a transcendence, to seek a chance to change their fate against the will of heaven. Do you think they will take the bait?"

Listening to the old man's words, Ye Lin was thoughtful.

Comparing this lake to a world, the fish in this lake are the living things in this world.

From birth to death, a lifetime is just a process.

Where you are born, where you die

And now, suddenly there is an opportunity, suddenly there is an opportunity to run towards a better situation. Knowing that it is death, you have to try it, just to avoid letting your fate be so mediocre.

With this understanding, Ye Lin suddenly woke up.

Aren't they the fish in this pond?

Born from this world, die from this world, no matter how glorious you are in your life, you can't escape the fate of death in the end.

And the door to the fairyland may be the fishing rod in the old man's hand. Knowing that it is death, you have to jump up one by one.

Suddenly, Ye Lin suddenly understood, and he didn't know whether his understanding was right or wrong.

"If it is according to the meaning of the predecessor, then the so-called door to the fairyland is the fishing rod in the hands of the predecessor, then..."

Just when Ye Lin was halfway through, the old man smashed the basket beside him with a palm, and all the fish in it turned into ashes.

The old man shattered the fishing rod in his hand and slowly stood up. His face was extremely vicissitudes, but his eyes were extremely bright.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the sky above his head with his extremely bright eyes.