It was early summer, the weather was not too hot, after yesterday's farce, the number of people fishing today was obviously a lot less, it is estimated that those who are just playing idle people are afraid of meeting the scoundrel again, so they simply do not come.

Today, the old man who sat until midnight and never caught a flying fish turned out to be running at the right time, and early in the morning a flying fish of more than ten catties was happy.

Hou Bansu, who watched it, was very red-eyed, and he couldn't wait for thousands of fish hooks to be smashed down together before he was relieved.

The old man smiled and nodded at Hou Bansu, and continued to look at the clouds and clouds on the side of the boat, without the joy of a bumper harvest at all, and Hou Bansu, who was despised by this kind of cloud and breeze, was even more angry.

There is no way to compare people to death, this is the biggest and truest truth in the world, like Chu Shishan and He, he has never been too lazy to compare.

One pound of flying fish is an intermediate spirit stone, and looking at the old man, there are more than a dozen intermediate spirit stones, millions of taels of silver in the world.

The roots of Hou Bansu's hateful teeth itched.

At this time, Chu Shishanhe came with Ma Zha again, and sat next to the Confucian monk to watch him fish.

Those anglers stared at Chu Shishan River in unison, for fear that Chu Shi Shanhe would take out something from somewhere and come back to yesterday's one.

After perceiving the sword-like gaze, the Confucian monk kindly reminded the spectators beside him: "You didn't bring anything today, did you?" ”

Chu Shi Shanhe nodded, suddenly felt a chill in his back, and when he turned his head, Hou Bansu's eyes were eager to bite him to pieces, Chu Shi Shanhe was a little weak, it seems that in the word money, this is not the slightest affection for this tattered Hou.

Chu Shishanhe dared to pack a ticket, as long as he dared to throw something into this sea of clouds, the first one to rush up and stab the knife must be this tattered Hou.

For the sake of his 10,000-year-old good life, Chu Shishanhe stood up decisively, took a step back with his right foot, turned sideways, and threw his right hand high towards the sea of clouds.

"Oh,"

"What a bitch!"

"Look for death!"

The dozen anglers whose eyes had never left Chu Shishan River threw away their fishing rods and rushed towards Chu Shishan River.

As Chu Shishanhe expected, he really ran the fastest in Hou Bansu.

The old and the children still turned a deaf ear and did not disturb each other.

Chu Shishan and He retracted his stance, took a leap, and jumped onto the edge of the bow of the boat, avoiding the anglers who were eager to crush their bones and scatter ashes.

"Fellow Daoists, wait a minute." The old man suddenly spoke, pointing at Chu Shishan and He and throwing things into Yunhai and said, "This little guy doesn't seem to have thrown anything." ”

"Holy." Everyone turned their heads to look at the sea of clouds without the slightest wave, and someone immediately burst out foul language.

It's really been cheated home.

Chu Shishanhe squatted on the bow of the boat and laughed: "Brothers, my little brother doesn't have a good appetite today, so he didn't bring anything to eat. ”

The faces of the dozen people who listened couldn't have been darker.

When they all went back, Chu Shishanhe tiptoed to his throne slowly.

"I see you kid, you're going to die." The tattered Hou had a black face and scolded Chu Shi Shanhe.

Chu Shishanhe glanced at Hou Bansu, who dared to stab his friend head-on, and reminded with a smile: "If I die, you will lose six Qiankun Jades in vain. ”

Hou Bansu's face was even darker.

"Old gentleman." Chu Shishanhe, who was no longer messing around, turned his head to look at the old man and asked, "What is the 'sword' on the "Thirteen Classics"? ”

The old man stared intently at the sea of clouds and asked, "What do you think it looks like?" ”

Chu Shishanhe thought about it, shook his head, and stopped talking.

The old man shook the rod and felt that there was not much bait left, so he lifted it up, glued the bait from the new, and then threw it into the sea of clouds.

"Those who get this sword can move mountains, reclaim the sea, subdue demons, eliminate demons, kill gods, cut off rivers, destroy cities, and open the sky! Everything, everything, everything. ”

"How ruthless?" Chu Shishanhe scratched his head, pointed to himself and asked, "Can anyone take it?" Even me? ”

"Everyone can do it." The old man turned his head to look at Chu Shishanhe: "Chu Shishanhe, why can't you?" ”

Chu Shishanhe, who was called a big name, did not panic at all, but supported his chin with his hand and looked at the sea of clouds blankly.

"Do I have this sword now?"

The old man remembered the scene just now, smiled slightly, and asked, "What do you say?" ”

Chu Shishanhe laughed when he heard this: "Who set the rules of this bullshit?" ”

"Master Chu, when did the demon ever care about the established rules of heaven and earth? It is precisely because of this that the devil is the devil, and it is rude in the eyes of the hundred tribes. And the reason why the human race was able to catch up with the hundreds of tribes with millions of years of history in a short period of more than 10,000 years in the more chaotic ancient era is that they were born as human beings, and the first thing they did was to 'look up' at the sky and learn the rules of the heaven and earth. The human race is born weak, without the innate abilities of the hundred races, all you can do if you want to live is to learn, learn the rules of the hundred races, the rules of heaven and earth, and when the rules are enough, the hundred races look back, yo, when are those human beings who can only be slaves and food so strong, so strong that now the three thousand states are full of human footprints, so strong that now that that race does not dare to offend the human race casually. Think about it, did the first Terran slave who looked up at the sky countless years ago dream of such a world? The old man smiled, in fact, when Chu Shishanhe leaned over to talk to the old man, the old man secretly laid a small thunder pond world, and he was naturally not afraid that these earth-shattering words would be overheard.

"But you are different, when you were driven out of the demon capital, you would already 'look up' at the sky, and this is also the first demon to 'look up' at the sky in eight million years."

"Who sent you, or why did you come?" Hearing all this, Chu Shishanhe had to look again, this old man with white temples and white green shirts and cotton clothes was too much to think about, and the woodcutter behind his back was already three inches out of the sheath.

The old child didn't care about this, and continued to leak the 'heavenly secret': "Since you have been a person for three years, why don't you do it for another three years, or thirty years, or three hundred years..."

"When you really understand the rules of this heaven and earth, and then go to be a demon, then you will be you, and you will be the demon who can hold heaven and earth in your heart."

In fact, the sentence that Chu Shi Shanhe looked at, 'The three-foot Qingming sword is in hand, and there is no sky on the lotus crown.' When it was written in the "Thirteen Classics", I had already guessed that in fact, the unruly 'sword' was the rule, the rule that existed in everyone's heart, a rule that could ignore the rules of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it was indeed unruly.

The old man turned his head and looked at Chu Shi's mountains and rivers, and his originally plain eyes were filled with a little starlight, like a huge and deep galaxy, and a bland look at each other drowned the spirit of Chu Shi's mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the mountains and rivers of Chu Shi are like the ancient gods and demons sitting in the sky with the great sword of nothingness, looking down on the world. It is like an ant looking up at the mustard, tiny and unbearable.

Whew, a wind roared, and Chu Shishanhe returned to his body.

It seems that Chu Shishanhe, who has spent thousands of years at that moment, rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, wanting to offset the swelling pain in his head.

In fact, Master Chu, who had already inexplicably gained great fortune, still asked this powerful Confucian monk: "Why"

The old man began to sort out the fishing gear under his feet, and said casually: "Entrusted by others, I am afraid that you have really become the heinous devil when you arrive on Tai'an Mountain, and he himself will have to go to Tai'an Mountain to suppress you." ”

"Old man?"

"Hahaha..."The old man was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "This trip is not a loss." ”

"Something was delivered to you."

After saying that, the old man stood up, the white thunder pond that was almost invisible under his feet shattered and dissipated, and the old man took out the fruitful flying fish from the fish bucket and threw it into Hou Bansu's fish bucket.

Hou Bansu, who had inexplicably gained a windfall, glared angrily.

"Hahaha..."The old child jumped off the ferry, which was tens of thousands of miles high.

There are many strange people on the island, these wild cultivators who are used to seeing the 'big scene' are not the slightest surprise, they still take care of their own things, there is no way to be stupid to join in the fun, and when the time comes, they will annoy the big monk who dares to jump down on the ferry, I am afraid that I don't know how I died.

"Holy!" Hou Bansu: This is the first time in his life that he has seen such a ruthless fierce man.

Chu Shishanhe also jumped up in fright, leaned on the railing, and looked down at the sea of clouds pierced by the Confucian monk.

The Confucian monk smashed directly into a small mountain from a high altitude, and as soon as he landed, he took out a dull jade plaque with an extremely rough texture, shook it hard, and shook it into powder, and was immediately relieved: "Finally finished paying off this last popularity, comfortable." ”

Chu Shi Shanhe, who was tens of thousands of miles in the sky, didn't know why he could see the old man who had landed, but what made Chu Shishanhe tremble was that the jade plate that had turned into powder was engraved with the words 'Emperor Yuan Palace'

It turned out to be the Emperor Yuan Hall of the Primordial True Realm.

The sea of clouds filled the huge hole that spanned tens of thousands of miles, and the clouds were still light and light on the ferry, most of them were busy with their own work, but some brave young people and some naughty children who had never seen the world were lying on the railing and looking at the sea of clouds sinkhole.

Which Cheng thought that Hou Bansu suddenly picked up the flying fish worth more than a dozen intermediate spirit stones, threw it into the sea of clouds, and scolded, "Get out." Angrily, he carried his fishing gear back to his room.

The flying fish that was smashed into the sea of clouds by Hou Bansu went down frantically after entering the sea of clouds.

This kind of 'fish', which was born with clouds as water, passed through the thick clouds and finally rushed out of the sea of clouds and turned into a small silver-white dragon.

The old man looked at the white dragon wandering around him, and stroked his sleeves into his little Qiankun sleeve.

The old man inexplicably felt funny, the things sent out by the great worship of the Emperor Yuan Hall of the Primordial True Realm were actually lost back.

When this is spread, I am afraid that the world will laugh off its big teeth.

The old child laughed, it was really a thousand miles away.

In fact, Hou Bansu took over this white dragon is a great opportunity, but if he doesn't take it, why not another bigger opportunity?

The old man was not a little angry, the primordial true realm, as the ancestral vein of Daozhou, has always been the way of the heavens, and the avenue of heaven and earth owed the Tianyan Hou a vein of creation, and the old man thought that when he took back the last jade card, he took the white dragon derived from the origin of the heavenly dao to repay Hou Bansu's debt.

Which Cheng thought that he had miscalculated, or let Tiandao pay it back by himself, after all, the detailed division of this 'public' thing is still divided into 'public' and 'private'.

And the white dragon in the sleeves of the old and the young is the "private property" in the "public".

Thinking that he was called to Daming City by the half-crippled old man Tian, he planned in advance to lead Hou Bansu to Daming City, and when Chu Shi broke into the city, he 'deliberately' let Hou Bansu see the black straight knife whose fame can scare people to death, and this is the fishing of 'Tianhe Water' on Qingming Mountain.

Suddenly, the old man felt that something was wrong, and with a flick of his sleeves, he actually attracted a sea of clouds into silk, forming a huge sea of clouds in mid-air.

With the sky as the paper, the clouds as the ink, and the sleeve wind as the pen, the divination technique of penetrating the heaven and the earth is engraved.

Stepping on the odd number of crape myrtles, the towering hexagram array above his head, the Confucian monk pinched his fingers and thought about it.

The Emperor Yuan Palace, who was in charge of the origin of the avenue, and the Confucian monk who had won the love of heaven and earth, was fortunate to see a corner of the avenue.

'Poof'

The old man spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and at this moment, it was already a bright morning when the sun was rising, and a calculation that should have been 'ordinary' actually consumed a whole day of worship in the Emperor Yuan Palace.

"Bullshit, it's all bullshit." The Confucian monk completely ignored the slightest demeanor, stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew towards the route of the 'Tianhe Water' with all his might.

After a while, the old child sat cross-legged on the auspicious clouds and came back with a sad face.

"Holy shit, even I calculate."

"Why is it a mess of a full set game?"

"What went wrong?"

The sun is rising in the east, the waning moon is setting in the west, and the sky is dawning.