Miao didn't see the power of Chaotian Palace again!

Jiufeng's cave mansion is simply not a cave mansion, but a large villa!

It covers a wide area, with a luxurious configuration, and in the center of the cave, there is also a spirit gathering array, which introduces the spiritual power in the leylines into the cave from time to time.

As a result, there is always a density of spiritual power in the cave that is ten times higher than that of the outside world.

Such an environment is almost impossible to see in the Eastern Cultivation Realm, even if it is the cave mansion of the Tsing Yi Ancestor of the Tailing Sect, it is nothing more than that!

"Look at you dusty, let's rest first!" Jiufeng took out a bunch of spirit fruits and other things and put them on the table, and then looked at Miao missing.

"Okay, then thank you!" Miao smiled.

"You're welcome!" Jiufeng said with a cheerful smile.

Miao and Lan Lin rested here.

Although the monk did not need to sleep, and his body would not be tired, but mentally, he would be tired, and he could not care about anything else.

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Early the next morning, Miao woke up early.

After a night's rest, Miao Bu felt that his mental state was very good, and the operation of his spiritual power seemed to have accelerated a lot.

The cultivation that has not increased for a long time seems to have increased a little.

"It won't be Zhongzhou, the density of spiritual power here, even if I don't cultivate, just sleeping, within a hundred years, I can break through to the middle stage of the Yudan!" Miao Bu said with a wry smile, in the Eastern Cultivation Realm, such a place can be said to be basically non-existent, and I can't think of it!

Since his cultivation broke through the early stage of the Jiedan, he has been drifting in the void for the past ten years, and his cultivation has not increased in the slightest, at this moment, with his current cultivation speed, if he wants to break through the middle stage of the Jiedan, I am afraid it will take ten years, but this speed is not what Miao Wu likes.

"Wake up so early?" Jiufeng's voice came from behind the quilt.

"Yes!" Miao Bu nodded, "I've been sleeping for ten years, and of course I'm not tired now!" Miao Bu smiled.

"Giggle......" Jiufeng snickered to himself.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Shizun!" Jiufeng said.

"Now?" Miao frowned.

"What's the matter, are you still in trouble?" asked Jiufeng.

"Forget it, let's go!" Miao Bu said, he originally wanted to take Lan Lin with him, but thinking of the ten years of lonely cultivation, Lan Lin was very tired, so let her rest more!

The two flew over hundreds of peaks all the way before they came to a place where birds and flowers were singing.

It seems that the spiritual power here is even stronger, but there are a lot of people, and it looks like a garden, which makes people forget to leave.

"This is a garden of the sect of Chaotian Palace, and the master comes here every day, and this is not a secret place, so I can bring you in!" Jiufeng said.

Miao Bu nodded and followed Jiufeng in.

Peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, and all around are a pink color.

Miao's mind couldn't help but feel a little silent.

This feeling is very comfortable and comfortable, which makes Miao not see the original violent heart and become peaceful.

"You are not a disciple of Chaotian Palace............ a somewhat hoarse voice came, as if someone was talking in his ear, making Miao stunned.

"It's really not! The younger Miao doesn't see, but I've seen the senior!" Miao didn't see and bowed.

"Not bad...... Good!" the voice said after a moment of silence.

"Come in!"

"Thank you, senior!" Miao said respectfully.

At this moment, Jiufeng disappeared with Miao and walked forward.

In the blink of an eye, the two seemed to have come to an end.

Ahead, a small stream, flowing quietly, with a small number of fish in it.

An old man in a straw hat sat in a creek, holding a fishing rod in his hand, quietly fishing.

"Master, this is a disciple's friend, I came here to ask for Master's help!"

The old man did not speak, but closed his eyes and did not move.

Miao didn't seem to have a feeling in his heart, stood behind the old man, did not speak, but closed his eyes.

Jiufeng looked at the two of them with some curiosity, but she, who was familiar with the old man's temper, was also standing in place at the moment, motionless.

Time passed slowly, and there was no movement in the fishing rod, and there was no movement in the seedlings and the old man.

Three hours, in the blink of an eye, Jiufeng was a little impatient.

Crash!

Above the water, there was a sudden splash.

Miao Bu suddenly opened his eyes, his bright eyes, and looked directly at the fishing rod.

Swish!

The old man also opened his eyes at this time and pulled hard!

Sou!

As if piercing the sky, a fish the size of a palm appeared at the end of the line.

The old man did not use the slightest spiritual power, but as soon as the fishing rod was flicked, the fish came to his hands.

After carefully plucking the fish and placing it in the basket next to him, the old man stood up and looked back at the two of them.

At this moment, Miao's whole body immediately seemed to have a feeling of being seen through from the inside out.

This is the power of the will of the god-transforming monk, and no monk who does not become a god-transforming monk cannot get rid of this artistic conception.

As the old man's gaze turned, this consciousness gradually disappeared, and Miao was gone, but sweating profusely.

In a moment, he really felt the horror of the Avatar Cultivator!

Just one glance can put oneself in the middle of life and death.

But at the same time, he was a little suspicious, although the god monk who chased and killed him, although he was also a god monk, compared to the old man in front of him, it was like heaven and earth.

Therefore, Miao didn't see the god monk, and he still despised it, thinking that the god monk was nothing more than that.

But when I saw it today, I realized that the real Avatar Monk was so terrifying!

"......Huh" took a deep breath, Miao didn't see the spiritual power, and the sweat on his body disappeared immediately.

"The juniors are here to ask the seniors for help!" Miao said with his fists clenched.

"What do you think of the fish that the old man catches?" the old man did not answer, but asked about fishing.

Miao didn't look stunned, but then, he understood a little, and immediately replied without thinking: "It's too small, not enough for me to eat in one bite!"

His words were very real and earthy, and Jiufeng, who was watching next to him, pinched the back of Miao Ming's waist and signaled him to pay attention.

"Haha!" the old man suddenly laughed when he heard Miao missing's words, "Not bad, yes!

"Then look at the old man's fishing rod?" the old man continued.

"Although the fishing rods of the predecessors are mortal, but mortal things can also be fished, and immortal things can also be fished, there is no difference!" Miao Bu said, "Fishing is about the way of fishing, not the items used for fishing!"

"Oh?" a smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth, as if he was a little curious about the disappearance of Miao.