Chapter 222: The Ancient Story Who is surviving

Although the dress is particularly shabby, the vicissitudes of life in the poem make people can't help but become cautious when they speak.

Ten thousand years of Zhendong soil, fishing alone for mortal immortals, these things ordinary people dare to touch? But this old man's poem is very obvious.

This proves that this old man's old man is so big that it will definitely be unprecedented, so they don't dare to act rashly without the death row prisoner Wu Chen in front of him in time.

Because looking at this senior's actions just now, he is obviously protecting Wu Chen, if he shouts and kills again, it will not be good, and their lives will not be guaranteed...

"This person, I took it away! When you go back to reply, you wait for a report, the opportunity of the ancestor of the Yuan family to give away the fish, and the mystery of the heavenly machine before the hexagram stall........ Remember!"

Hearing such a heavenly proverb, the people on the ship didn't know what to do, but Wu Chen was a clever when he heard this.

"General, I want to surrender, I, Wu Chen, accept the transformation! I will change my past mistakes under the teachings of the empire, and I will never do such a thing again!" Wu Chen hurriedly shouted.

“....”

And the group of people on the boat were stunned, you were the one who violently resisted the law just now, and now, the person who took the initiative to surrender is also you, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd!

Different from other people's full of circles, Wu Chen was so anxious that he was almost about to scold, and his heart was full of wcwc.

Because other people didn't understand the identity of this person, but Wu Chen figured it out, but after he figured it out, he didn't dare to go with him, otherwise it would be a luxury to even die.

And at this moment, a gentle aura descended from above the Nine Heavens, and I saw that the smile on the face of this white-clothed fisherman did not seem to stop after seeing Wuchen.

With a wave of his hand, a gentle qi and blood rushed directly into Wu Chen's body, and the dark wounds that had accumulated for many years, with the help of this majestic qi and blood, were like a bamboo.

Directly in the blink of an eye, he recovered almost half of Wu Chen's strength, and even Wu Chen could feel that his strength had improved a lot.

But now, the most important thing is not to feel how much strength has grown, but to try everything to escape from this old man's hands.

"Okay, when you pass on the words of this seat, you don't have to worry about being punished for this little guy's affairs, after all, I still have something to do with the Tang Empire!

As he spoke, he saw Lao Suo wave his sleeves directly, and a wave rose directly from the sea, and the irregular waves turned into a vivid dragon in the blink of an eye.

Then with a swish, it disappeared into the clouds in the heavenly machine.

The soldiers who saw this scene were full of fanaticism, it turned out that after arriving at the Six Imperial Realms, the warriors would be able to fly, not the 'Sky Dancing Technique' of the Five Wonderlands, but the real flight.

On the other side, Wu Chen, after feeling the strong wind blowing across his face, there was still a glimmer of hope, but he was sinking vigorously.

Because he knew the identity of the person in front of him very well, he concluded that coming this time was definitely not to repay his kindness, and if he didn't do it, he would blame all the reasons on his head Wuchen.

But what made Wu Chen even more puzzled was that logically speaking, it would be absolutely impossible for this person to live until now! But the person in front of him was a real person, not some illusory tricks or something.

"Little one, judging by your reaction, you should have stepped on my true identity right now, right?" asked the fisherman.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the predecessors have outstanding demeanor, fishing all the immortals in the world, and they are afraid of hearing the advantages of being small! How do you deal with the dripping immortals?" Wu Chen pretended to be.

"It's just a bunch of birdmen, just eat it directly, the braised ones are delicious! And the barbecue is spicy!" The mysterious fisherman looked at Wu Chen with a smile.

"Uh....", I predicted that what you heard was a tingling of the scalp.

"Little one, don't pretend, you should know who I really am, right?"

"Could it be that your true identity is the Sect Master of the Fishing God Sect?" Wu Chen shouted exaggeratedly.

"Alright, don't pretend, first of all, when I said those few proverbs, you already guessed that your heartbeat was not normal at that time. ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't want the people from the Tang Empire to take you away, am I right?"

"Uh..." Wu Chen didn't dare to answer, and he still pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"You kid goblin!" I will tell you a story!" said the mysterious old man with a serious face.

"Senior, can I not listen to this story?" Wu Chen said tentatively.

"What do you say??? "Mysterious Fisherman said with a blank face.

"Uh... Okay! I like to listen to stories the most!hehe! You can tell it!" Wu Chen's attitude suddenly changed greatly.

"Okay! here's the story...."

Once upon a time, there was a young man who had been pursuing the dream of becoming an immortal, who knew that after pursuing most of his life, he had not gained anything, and he should become a dying old man.

Because he has no skills, he can only rely on his ability to fish with nets when he was young, and make a living by fishing all day long.

However, I don't know what's going on, but I used to catch a lot of fish, but since I made a living from fishing, the fish I was able to catch is not as good as day by day.

Until one day, a very famous Taoist priest in Chang'an City passed by and told him the correct way to fish.

At what time, where to get off the net, the net must not be empty, with such ability, the old man soon became a famous person in the vicinity.

But one day, a young man came to the village, found the old man, and asked for a golden carp.

However, due to the relatively high remuneration given by the young man, Lao Suo went to ask the old Taoist priest, but he was unexpectedly seen by the young man.

It turned out that the young man was the Dragon King of Jinghe outside Chang'an City, and he came to find the reason for the wanton hunting and killing of the water tribe, who knows, the source turned out to be the old Taoist here.

Immediately, the two made a bet, the two took tomorrow's weather as a bet, one bet on the sunny weather, the old Taoist priest said that there will be rain tomorrow, and it is the clouds at the hour, the thunder at the time, the rain at noon, and the rain at the time, a total of three feet three inches and forty-eight points of water.

Hearing such a detail, the Dragon King of Jinghe was immediately furious, and took fifty taels of gold as a bet, if this was the case, fifty gold would be offered, otherwise he would kill the old Taoist.

Who knows, the Dragon King of Jinghe, who has just returned to Shuifu, has received the will of the heavenly court, and will spread clouds tomorrow, thunder at the hour, rain at noon, and rain at the time, and get a total of three feet three inches and forty-eight points of water.

Hearing this decree, it was exactly the same as the words of the previous Taoist priest, and the dragon king was like suffering a heavenly blow, thinking that the Taoist priest was a mortal fetus in the flesh.

He was the noble Lord of the Water Mansion, how could he easily lose to a mortal with a physical body, so the Jinghe Dragon King, who was carried away by his competitiveness, secretly changed the data in a fit of anger.

Therefore, the dragon king of the Jinghe River is covered with clouds, thunder at noon, it rains from time to time, and it rains enough, and the water is three feet and forty points, and the time is delayed for an hour, and the rain is three inches and eight points.

Then, the dragon king went straight to find the old Taoist, and after meeting, without saying a word, he immediately smashed the old Taoist's hexagram stall.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest did not stop it at all, but just looked at the person in front of him coldly and scolded with a smile.

"You don't care if you smash my hexagram stall, but the dragon king who violates the rules of heaven has to walk on the dragon platform, privately change the time of rain, deduct points, and mess up the heaven and earth, hehe.."

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring how the Dragon King of Jinghe pleaded, but he was still unmoved.

After the Dragon King of Jinghe saw that the old Taoist priest's heart was as strong as iron, in desperation, he turned back to the Dragon Palace and asked for help from the King of Tang.

Who knows, on the day of the execution, the king of Tang pulled the human prison officer --- Wei Zheng to play chess all night, who knows, Wei Zhengmeng beheaded the Dragon King of Jinghe.

As a result, the Jinghe Dragon King died on the dragon platform, and the Jinghe Dragon King was angry when he died, so the three souls and six spirits could not be reincarnated.

Entangled the Tang King day and night, so that the Tang King, who was originally proficient, had fallen before he was over 100 years old, which made the Tang Empire suddenly furious.

The old Taoist priest involved at that time was also directly killed on the spot by the hidden forces of the state in the chaos of that scene.

Even the supervisor of the Night Slashing Jing River Dragon King did not end up with a good end in the end, and even in the end, he didn't even inherit the original Heavenly Court's divine position.

Even the village of the old hanger was directly slaughtered under the original national power, and in the end, not even a trace of true thought was handed down.

Now those who know about this are basically the first half, the hexagram fishing, the dragon king betting, deducting points, dreaming of the Tang king, the night slashing the dragon king, and so on.

But I don't know what happened to the old Taoist priest in the end, and what happened to the old fishing priest in the end....

The old Taoist priest was crushed and scattered, the Taoist system was destroyed, and the soul was directly scattered, and the fishing Lao Suo was even more miserable, and the thousands of people in the whole village were all slaughtered because of his momentary greed.

Even Diao Su was imprisoned in the deep sea purgatory for thousands of years by the East China Sea Dragon Clan in the water tribe, and finally put the soul of Yu Su on the oil lamp to roast until the last soul flew away.

"That's the end of my story. How's it going?, does it sound good?" asked Mystery Fisherman with a smile on his face as he looked at Wu Chen.

"Mmmm, that's good!" Wu Chen replied vaguely.

"Then you say, the last Jinghe Dragon King is dead! He died in the Dragon Cutting Platform! That old Taoist priest is also gone! That old Diaosuo is also gone, then, let me ask you, who is the one who survived?"