Before long, Elder Bai Mei came out of the house with two thin bamboo rods.
Standing in front of the pond, he asked Su Mu, "Fellow Daoist Su, are you busy? If not, shall we chat and fish for a while?"
Hearing this, Su Mu replied, "I'm not busy."
Elder Bai Mei handed one of the thin bamboo rods to Su Mu and said, "This is a fishing rod, give it a try."
Seeing this, Su Mu waved his hand and said, "No need, I have my own fishing rod."
With that, Su Mu waved his hand, and his fishing rod appeared.
This fishing rod had been stored in Su Mu's Dantian Space, and he hadn't fished for a long time.
Seeing the wooden fishing rod in Su Mu's hand, Elder Bai Mei was surprised and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, your fishing rod is much better than mine."
"Just a little something I made myself when I had nothing to do. A fishing rod doesn't matter whether it's good or bad; if it can catch fish, it's a good fishing rod."
