Outside Hanjia Village, twenty miles above the sea.

Han Xiao squatted on the newly bought fishing boat at home, looking at the mechanical octopus jubilant a few hundred meters in front of him, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly.

The waves were surging, the mechanical octopus was moving in front, and Han Xiao's fishing boat was shaking badly because of the current.

"Sixty-five meters, already sixty-five meters." Han Xiao stood up.

Since swallowing that strange spherical thing, when the mechanical octopus feeds on the bottom of the sea, its physique has begun to skyrocket again, and it has only grown a lot in half a month. According to Han Xiao's estimate, the mechanical octopus should be able to grow to 100 meters this time.

With the sound of "brushing", the mechanical octopus quickly rushed to Han Xiao, and its huge head poked out of the water.

Ariel sat next to Han Xiao, his calves swaying back and forth, and when he saw the mechanical octopus, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he chanted a witch spell. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the surging waves around me suddenly calmed down a lot.

After playing with the mechanical octopus on the sea for a while, Han Xiao gave the mechanical octopus an order to swim in the direction of Canada.

Driving the boat back to the shore, Han Xiao got off the boat with Ariel in his arms, and went to the ancestral house to take a look.

Han Jingde and Zhang Lao were both in the ancestral house, and Jiang Yuyan's hands flew up. In front of her, a staked dummy swayed back and forth under her force, and every time her hand made contact with the dummy, the sound of "bells" came.

Han Xiao stood beside Han Jingde and looked at Jiang Yuyan who was wearing a practice uniform: "Azu, how long will it take for Yuyan to break through this situation?" ”

Han Jingde shook his head and said, "Who knows? She is now at the peak of her dark energy, and she continues to use those 'heavenly treasures' every day, it probably won't be long before she begins, right? Ay...... It's a pity ......."

Listening to Han Jingde's meaning, it seems that he is still pity for those heavenly treasures that were used up by Jiang Yuyan.

Han Xiao pursed her lips, chuckled, and said, "Grandpa, what's the pity?" Didn't I tell you? She's also her own ......."

"That's it, you have the ability to talk to Qinqin!" Han Jingde turned his head and glanced at Han Xiao.

Han Xiao smiled dryly and touched his nose - yes! The old man also learned badly.

Zhang Lao said on the side: "This little girl does have some talent in cultivating national arts. I roughly judged it two days ago. The dark wounds in the little girl's body have recovered somewhat. Moreover, at her speed, she will definitely be able to break through the realm of transformation in the near future......"

"That's good." Han Xiao nodded.

After tempering for a while, Jiang Yuyan finally stopped and rested for a while.

At this time. But I heard a knock on the door of the ancestral house. Han Jingde waved his hand, Han Xiao hurriedly trotted over, opened the door, and then felt a tightness on his body, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying. His heart trembled, and the two tentacles behind Han Xiao were just about to resist, but the feeling of danger suddenly disappeared, and when he looked at him again, it turned out to be an old monk.

The old monk was wearing a gray monk's robe. With his hands folded and resting on his chest, the top of his head was shiny, and he actually lit forty or forty-six ring scars, bent down slightly and saluted Han Xiao and said, "Amitabha, this is the little Han donor, right?" The old monk is empty, and he dares to ask Han Jingde if he is here? ”

"Uh-uh-uh......"

Han Xiao was stunned several times.

Isn't this monk sick? Who is such an archaic phrase to be said? It's the 21st century now, okay?

Han Xiao let go of the body and said, "It turns out that I am looking for my grandfather, please come in...... Grandpa! There's an old monk looking for you. ”

"Monk?" on the front steps of the living room. Han Jingde was sitting and instructing Jiang Yuyan to work, and after hearing Han Xiao's words, he turned his head to look at the door, feeling a little strange - he didn't seem to have any monk friends!

Well. There may have been before, but now they should all be dead.

Han Xiao said with a big grin: "Old man, come in!" ”

The old monk answered, lifted a demon-slaying pestle that was almost two meters long outside the door and walked in.

Looking at the demon pestle, Han Xiao finally sensed that something was wrong.

The demon pestle is a big and small thing. The largest is only about 1.6 meters, and many of them are made of metal. The two-meter-long demon slaying pestle, Han Xiao had seen it for the first time. And, most importantly, this old monk looks a lot older, and he can actually pick up such an exaggerated demon-slaying pestle......

Nima is kidding, right?

Han Xiao squinted her eyes, her body was wrong, and she blocked the old monk a little: "What's the old man's name?" Sora, right? What a lot of strength! ”

Kongjian nodded slightly, and said, "The old monk has been exercising since he was a child, so his strength is much higher than that of ordinary people. ”

At this time, Han Jingde, who noticed the abnormality, also stood up and walked towards the door with Zhang Lao.

Sorumi was blocked, but he didn't see annoyance, but just lowered his head slightly. Han Jingde and Zhang Lao walked up to Kongjian, and Kongjian saluted again: "Master Han, in a blink of an eye, I haven't seen him for eighty years, does Master Han still remember the old monk?" ”

Haven't seen you in eighty years?

Han Jingde's eyes were suspicious, and he glanced at Kongjian's body twice, especially after seeing Kongjian's large exaggerated demon-slaying pestle, Han Jingde's long-sealed memory seemed to have been awakened, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Kongjian in disbelief: "You, you, you, you are Kongjian Demon Monk?" You're not already, you've ......"

Kongjian Demon Monk is a super national master from Tibetan Buddhism Tantra, because he is extremely cruel when killing people, so he has the title of "Demon Monk".

And this name, pushed forward a hundred years, when Han Jingde was not born, he was a super person who made people feel terrified when they heard it!

Practicing tantric martial arts, ten-year-old bright energy, twelve-year-old dark energy, eighteen-year-old transformation energy, when he began to walk the rivers and lakes, countless seniors fell under his hands.

Han Jingde and Kongjian once had a relationship. It was eighty years ago, when Han Jingde was still killing pirates on the sea, and he rushed to a pirate ship alone on a small sailing boat, flew up and jumped up, and killed all the people in the boat, and took a look at Han Jingde, who was chasing and killing pirates, and left on a small sailboat.

In Han Jingde's eyes at that time, Kongjian was like a fairy!

Later, Han Jingde also heard the news of Kongjian, but after the end of the Anti-Japanese War, all the news about Kongjian was gone, and there was an occasional meeting in the national art circle, and they all said that the Kongjian Demon Monk should have died, died under the cannonball.

And now, this dead man is standing in front of Han Jingde again.

Kongjian bowed slightly: "Amitabha, it's great that Master Han can still remember the old monk." ”

Not far away, Ariel jumped down from his small bench, the witch spell in his mouth moved, a stream of water flashed under his body, and then rushed directly to Han Xiao's side.

Han Xiao asked curiously, "Azu, who is this old monk?" Famous? ”

Han Jingde said: "Turtle Sun shut up! Seeing the seniors, the children can't speak, please forgive me. No、I didn't expect you to come to visit, please! ”

In Han Jingde's memory, eighty years ago, when Kongjian was forty years old, his strength was already at the peak of his strength! Now, eighty years have passed, and I am one hundred and twenty years old...... This old guy is very likely to be the legendary realm in that national art-

Land Immortals!

Beside Han Jingde, Zhang Lao looked meditating, and suddenly said in surprise: "Seeing the demon monk in the air? He, he ......"

He remembered, too.

Kongjian said: "Then it will trouble Master Han." ”

Welcoming people into the main hall of the ancestral house, Han Jingde asked Han Xiao and Jiang Yuyan to go down to pour tea, and specially instructed that it must be Pu'er that he had hidden for a hundred years.

Han Xiao and Jiang Yuyan went to the next room to pour tea, and Jiang Yuyan asked Han Xiao strangely, "Who is that old monk?" Who is it? How do you see that your grandfather's face has changed? ”

"I don't know, the devil knows!" Han Xiao had never even heard of such a number one person as the "Empty Seeing Demon Monk", "However, looking at this old monk, it shouldn't be simple!" I actually ...... his strength."

Speaking of this, Han Xiao didn't dare to say any more.

This old monk of Kongjian, if he hadn't mentioned the big exaggerated demon subduing pestle himself, even Han Xiao wouldn't be sure that this old monk still had a national art cultivation in his body.

And Han Xiao's current strength is already at the peak of his strength!

If you want to make Han Xiao can't see through the strength, isn't that only a higher-level land immortal?

"How are you?" Jiang Yuyan asked.

Han Xiao rolled her eyes: "Children, why do you care so much!" ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Yuyan raised her foot and stepped on Han Xiao's foot.

The corners of Han Xiao's mouth twitched twice--Well, we are gentlemen, too lazy to meet you in general!

After pouring the tea, Han Xiao and Jiang Yuyan brought it to the main hall of the ancestral mansion together.

Han Jingde also happened to ask at this time: "Senior, dare to ask what your current strength is......"

"The old monk occasionally had an understanding sixty years ago, so as to break through the shackles of the peak of transformation and peep into a higher ......realm," Sorumi said softly.

Sure enough, it's a land fairy!

The expression on Han Xiao's face was normal, but Jiang Yuyan's hand trembled, and then asked in disbelief, "Land Immortal?" Can the cultivation of national art really reach the realm of land immortals? Isn't that a legend? ”

Han Xiao said: "Of course it's not a legend!" That kind of state is actually achievable! ”

Brother, I am now at the peak of my strength, and if I break through one step further, I am also a land immortal!

Han Jingde exclaimed: "Sure enough, Kongjian's predecessors have reached this level...... It's really a blessing for the national arts......"

"Why should Master Han sigh? Han Xiao's donor is now at the peak of his cultivation, as long as he cultivates diligently, it is inevitable to achieve land immortals, and it is also my great luck in China......" Seeing the old monk's mouth, Han Xiao's strength was pointed out.

At this moment, Han Jingde and Zhang Lao's eyes were focused on Han Xiao's body.

Han Jingde even opened his mouth and said, "Grandson Turtle, have you reached the peak of your strength?" When did it happen?! (To be continued.) )

PS: Mmmm, writing about land immortals, of course, will not be targeted...... It's foreshadowing, foreshadowing......

Ahem, in addition, this is another foreshadowing.

Look how tired I am from filling holes......