Chapter 162: True, Fishing Master
Just as the Great Black Shark was thinking like this, an invisible figure quietly appeared above them in the sky above the Blood Sea Clan.
Dao Ancestor made a move, how could this group of newly born Blood Sea Clans be able to discover it, and all the creatures of the Blood Sea Clan were bound by the big net in an instant.
"Ah, despicable old man, he clearly said that this place was given to us, and he still used tricks!"
The Great Black Shark, whose head was not very bright, roared angrily, its body writhed wildly, opened its mouth of blood, and frantically bit the invisible web, trying to help the entire race break out of the restraints.
However, it was destined that all this would be in vain, even the Eight Great Heavenly Venerables couldn't break free, and nothing too tortuous happened, and the entire Blood Sea Clan, like fishing, was wiped out by Dao Ancestor.
"This is the real fisherman. ”
Above the nine heavens, Yang Shou sighed.
This net directly caught all the Blood Sea Clan, bound them together, and then ...... dragged to the vicinity of the Island of Life, just like raising fish, except that Dao Ancestor's hand is relatively large, and it is a race.
This farce ended at the cost of the destruction of the Blood Sea Clan's powerful army, but fortunately, only some of the high-level leaders of the Blood Sea Clan came to the Island of Life this time, and there were some ...... The whales escaped and were not kept in captivity.
If this continues, the speed at which the Blood Lake absorbs the energy of the Tribulation will become slower and slower, but it will not affect the overall situation, the flood has submerged the human world for more than 500 years, and most of the energy born from the death of living beings has been collected.
In today's desolate world, there are not too many living beings dying.
However, the floods continue to fall, the sea level continues to rise, and if this continues, within a thousand years, the whole world, except for the highest peak, Buzhou Mountain, all other small islands, will be submerged.
Yang Shou glanced at the current flood famine, floods everywhere, who would have thought that five hundred years ago, this was once a piece of land, great rivers and mountains, vicissitudes of the sea, and now it has been reduced to surging waters.
"Fu Brain, you continue to monitor the heavens and the earth here, and I will return. ”
After solving the problem of the traverser, Yang Shou returned to Fangcun Mountain.
Rather than being high above the Nine Heavens, he would rather incarnate in the human world and cultivate talents in the three-star cave.
"I don't know how Bai Yi's cultivation is. ”
In the three-star cave, Yang Shou stretched his waist, this time, he had been in retreat for more than thirty years.
"It stands to reason that before my retreat, Bai Yi was in the Three-Element Realm, and she had obtained the meditation method and the Dan Dao inheritance, and she should be enlightened now. ”
Opening the door of the cave, Yang Shou walked to the spiritual spring, picked up the clear spring water, and took a sip.
It's a little sweet, but it's still good for this body.
Now he is still in the three-element realm, and he has not broken through to the realm of enlightenment, but he ...... For him, who can be hung up at any time, no one in this world can threaten him.
In the entire desolate world, if anyone is the protagonist of heaven and earth, it must be him.
Who made him the embodiment of the creator god?
"Forget it, I won't summon them this time, I'll go to their cave to find them in person. ”
After all, he had to wait silently for a hundred years before he could continue to absorb the energy of the calamity, and he had to find something to do.
Sitting on top of the Nine Heavens all day long, although a hundred years can be passed in the blink of an eye, Yang Shou feels that that kind of cultivation is too boring.
He was going to witness the wonderfulness of the cultivation world that he had cultivated with great difficulty.
By the way, go steal a lesson.
As the creator god, he naturally has to know everything, the desolate world is too vast, and the various cultivation techniques born are changing with each passing day, and the eight holy lands all have their own unique learning, such as the creation recipe of the Creation Sect, and the world speed of the Extreme Heavenly Sect......
It's time to keep reaping the waves.
Walking out of Sanxing Cave, Yang Shou walked on the mountain road of Fangcun Mountain, along the way, there were all kinds of cultivated beings, turned into human beings, all looked up at him, with doubts.
It stands to reason that the flood swept the heavens and the earth, and Fangcun Mountain, as a paradise, was not harmed by the flood, but on the other hand, no strangers came in.
The people of Fangcun Mountain basically know each other, except for Yang Shou, the master of Fangcun Mountain, who has been in retreat all year round.
"Could it be a new form of Daoyou?"
Some people muttered, quite curious about Yang Shou.
Finally, Yang Shou was walking on the mountain path, and a white-haired old man suddenly recognized him, and suddenly knelt on the ground, pressing his forehead against the earth: "Old Situ Yu, meet the three-star ancestor." ”
Hearing the name of the Samsung ancestor, the corners of Yang Shou's mouth twitched, what a thing, it's too ugly.
"You know me?"
Raising his eyebrows, Yang Shou beckoned, and an invisible force helped the old man up.
In Fangcun Mountain, there should be few people who can know him, after all, he has never come down the mountain.
The white-haired old man who called himself Situ Yu smiled, revealing his mouth with only a few teeth left: "The girl in white often frequents the old shop, and thanks to her care, she once had the opportunity to see the portrait of the three-star ancestor. ”
Yang Shou nodded, it was not surprising that he could know him in this way.
It's just that I have time to talk about white clothes, just draw a portrait of myself, why am I called Samsung Ancestor?
"I ...... The Tao number Bodhi is not called a three-star ancestor. ”
Yang Shou waved his hand and decided that since it was applied, it should be applied to the end, how could the Bodhi Ancestor sound countless times better than the three-star Ancestor.
He has decided that in each world that will evolve in the future, there will be a Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, a three-star cave of the oblique moon, and the Bodhi Patriarch will come out.
The first generation of Bodhi Patriarch will be served by himself.
The Bodhi Patriarch of the later world, and then choose slowly.
"The patriarch is not strange, it is written on the portrait of the girl in white, and the old man is called wrong. ”
Situ Yu was sincerely afraid, and called the Dao name of the Lord of Fangcun Mountain wrong, which was really a big taboo.
Fortunately, Yang Shou waved his hand and didn't dwell on these little things.
"The ancestor is going to find the girl in white?"
On the mountain road, seeing that Yang Shou was leaving, Situ Yu bowed and saluted, and suddenly said.
Yang Shou turned around, nodded, and heard Situ Yu explain: "If the patriarch wants to find the girl in white, he can't find her cave mansion, she is in the Fang market on the mountainside, and she is ...... The first Fangcunshan Painter Contest was held. ”
"Painter's Contest?"
Yang Shou said secretly, sure enough, after his retreat, he didn't practice hard in the cave mansion, and went to Fang City to hold some competition.
What a mess of things, it's just not a proper job.
Thinking of this, Yang Shou's face was a little bad, and he asked Situ Yu to lead the way and prepare to go to Fang City.
The scope of Fangcun Mountain is not small, after hundreds of years of reproduction, plus the transformation of the spirit gathering runes, Fangcun Mountain is beautiful and beautiful, outstanding people, and there are not a few monks who have been transformed.
Most of them live in all corners of Fangcun Mountain, some live in the cave, some live in the trees, some live in the soil, and some live on the stones, anyway, it is very strange.
Correspondingly, in order to communicate with each other and pass the time of boredom, with the increasing number of monks, the fang market was also formed naturally, but it was ...... The actual manager of Fang City is the second disciple of Bodhi Patriarch, who is white.
Because he has the name of the patriarch's disciple, his cultivation is strong, and there is no tyranny, so Bai Yi is still quite popular in Fangcun Mountain.
In particular, what competitions are often held, the rewards are abundant, and many monks from Fangcun Mountain are attracted to participate.
For example, this time, the painter's contest was very low when you heard the name, however, because of the final reward promised by Bai Yi, it became the competition with the largest number of participants and the highest enthusiasm.
The competition went through two stages, the preliminary round and the final, the first stage was the free painting stage, more than 1,000 contestants participated, and only eight were able to advance, and the judging criteria were ...... The three judges scored together.
Well, it's fair and reasonable.
Along the way, listening to Situ Yu's explanation, Yang Shou felt that he really had to educate Bai Yi well, as far as he knew, in the past 30 years, Bai Yi had held more than 30 competitions.
Do you still have time to cultivate like this?
"In white, Qingqiong is the judge, and there is another ...... It can't be you, right?"
Listening to Situ Yu's explanation, Yang Shou suddenly asked.
Situ Yu's old face turned red, he was watched by the patriarch, he couldn't hold it back, and nodded and said, "Thanks to the girl in white, I am a judge." ”
"Ancestor, look, this is it. ”
Finally, Yang Shou and Situ Yu walked to Fang City, and at this time, the lively Fang Market was already sparsely populated, and they all gathered in the center of Fang.
In the center of Fang, there is already a sea of people, waiting for who can enter the finals.
More than 1,000 people are waiting for the results, countless spectators are surrounded by water, and in the innermost, Bai Yi and Qingqiong are in more than a thousand paintings, choosing who can advance.
"I said, Second Senior Sister, your judging criteria are too hasty, aren't they? I didn't even look at it, and Situ Yu didn't even arrive, so you eliminated more than 700 paintings. ”
Qing Qiong rubbed his forehead, feeling a little big at this second senior sister, and muttered quietly.
"What? do you have an opinion?"
Bai Yi didn't even look at him, and put a × in one painting after another, indicating elimination.
Qing Qiong shook his head again and again, not daring or wanting to reason with the second senior sister.
At this time, his whole body was connected with the acupoints, and after the four hundred and nine acupoints were connected, his spiritual power was far from being comparable to the ordinary three-element realm.
That's right, in the past thirty years, he has penetrated four hundred and nine acupoints in one fell swoop, and naturally broke through to the three-element realm.
And the second senior sister seems to often hold various competitions to pass the boring time, but in fact, cultivation has long been unfathomable, especially more than thirty years ago, when the master came out of the customs and taught her the way of Dan Dao and divine consciousness, she has successfully broken through to the realm of enlightenment with five hours of cultivation every day.
Only when you have successfully found your own path can you step into the realm of enlightenment.
It's just that he has asked the second senior sister several times what her Tao is, but the second senior sister never said it, but the strength is really terrifying.
Ten years ago, he had achieved the Three-Element Realm, but he could only tie with the second senior sister who had just broken through to the realm of enlightenment, and now the second senior sister has gone through ten years of cultivation and no longer knows how strong she is.
Although the cultivation method of the acupoint is strong, the second senior sister's Dan Dao and the power of divine consciousness are even more perverted.
People are more angry than people.
Although he was beaten every day, Qingqiong was never jealous, his qualifications were mediocre, and it was a blessing to be included in the door wall by the teacher.
It's just that...... The teacher has been in retreat for more than 30 years, and I don't know when I will leave.
Come and clean up this little goblin, she wants to marry herself off through this competition!