For more than a month, Ximen Tian lived a leisurely and leisurely life like a fisherman.

Every morning, he would always sit cross-legged by the river with the Qingjar Sword in his arms at the moment when the sun was rising. After a while, he practiced swordsmanship one move at a time.

For the rest of the day, he and Wang Gang would lie comfortably on the tidal flats, each holding a fishing rod in his hand, digging out some small insects from the muddy field by the river.

"Hey, come over and help, I can't pull it!" Wang Gang lifted the fishing line in his hand and found it extremely heavy.

"It's so heavy, Uncle Wang, you can't be showing off to me on purpose, are you?" Ximen Tian turned over and put the fishing rod aside, facing the scorching sun, a little lazy and didn't want to move.

These days, Wang Gang has always caught more fish than him, but every time he asks why, he laughs and doesn't say anything.

"You stinky boy. Wang Gang gritted his teeth, exerted his strength, his arms were protruding, his waist was straight, and his face gradually swollen red.

The rod, which was originally straight, produced a strange arc, and the bamboo knots on it made a clicking sound, as if it was about to break at any moment.

"Are there really big fish?" Ximen Tian suddenly became energetic, jumped up, grabbed the fishing rod with one hand, and lifted it up.

"Good fellow, it's a bit of a struggle. Ximen Tian estimated that it was about a few hundred catties, and suddenly he secretly took a breath of spiritual energy, and suddenly lifted it upward.

The fishing line collapsed, and it broke suddenly because of the gravity, and the two fell to the ground.

"It shouldn't be, how did you let the fish run away. Ximentian touched the broken thread and couldn't help but wonder a little.

The line was bought at the bazaar, and according to the rod sellers, it was a special ancestral feed for silkworms, and the thread was twisted from silk to make it extremely strong. At that time, Ximen Tianluo tried the strength and praised it, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even pull up a big fish.

"Hahaha, silly boy, I guess this one I caught is not a fish, it should be a dead thing. Wang Gang took a breath and laughed suddenly, his tone full of mystery.

"Uncle Wang, how do you know?" Ximen Tian's eyes lit up, touched the broken edge of the fishing line, and stepped forward again, looking at the surging Tianjiang water, his eyes froze, and then he jumped and splashed high.

"You. Wang Gang stepped forward a few steps, just about to jump down. Suddenly remembered that his cultivation was exhausted, and now he was just an ordinary person who could swim in the water. But no matter how good the water is, it is difficult to help Ximen Tian carry such a heavy thing up in the extremely deep river.

"Gollum. Ximen Tian spit out some bubbles in the water and looked at the underwater world with great interest.

Schools of fish swim down the pale green river and swim far into the distance. A little passed by Ximentian's side, stayed for a short moment, and then deftly dodged.

"There are so many ......" Ximen Tian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this opening, and the river water quickly poured in.

"Phew, bah, bah. After a long time, Ximen Tian pinched the trick to avoid the water and continued to walk down, and the surrounding scenery gradually darkened.

The river around him seemed to be dominated by a special force and dispersed automatically. Countless schools of fish seem to be aware of this, and they have avoided this unknown "thing" one after another.

Ximen Tian was on one side, his hands were folded, and he slammed down.

After sinking for about thirty zhang, Ximen Tian suddenly keenly sensed the slight fluctuation of spiritual energy, and quickly stepped towards a corner.

A boxy box was lying quietly in a crack in the rock, with a river turtle perched on it.

Ximen Tian's hand and sword finger formed a sword finger, quickly cleaned up the lush aquatic plants on the stone crack, and the aura turned, and then with a strong hand, he held the box up.

The box is made of nanmu, and its four corners are also mixed with a small amount of star silver. The delicate pattern seems to have been cast by a skilled craftsman himself, and a cloud fox leaps over it. There was a strange color on the eyes of the cloud fox, which made the whole box a little mysterious.

"What the hell is this? There's a seal. Ximen Tian stretched out his hand to tear the seal.

The yellowed note was firmly attached to the box, emitting a faint glow.

"It's still a little pulling. Ximen Tian's eyebrows furrowed, and the green cylinder sword in his right hand appeared. The dense lines lit up instantly.

"Huh!" how could a small note be worth the power of such a divine soldier, and it was immediately cut in two.

When Ximen Tian opened the box, the face of the young man in white immediately showed a look of horror, and the box was thrown far away, sinking deep into the soil.

"This ...... How is this possible?" Ximen Tian gasped violently, his eyes showing disbelief.

The head placed in the box is exactly the same as his own! Unlike him, the head in the box has an extremely hideous smile on it!

After a while, Ximen Tian calmed down his emotions, took a few steps forward, picked up the box again, carefully looked at his exact head, and suddenly saw the pattern at the bottom of the box out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but show a sneer.

A large aura hand suddenly appeared, smashing the head in the box to pieces.

"Wulin, are you starting to do it to me? Ximen Tian groaned, pretending to be indifferent, and with a stroke of his hand, a bright light appeared in the space ring, and a little gold and silver were placed in the box upright.

"The rubbing of the Juggernaut, I forgot about it. Ximen Tian was stunned, looking at an inconspicuous red jade slip stacked on the side of the gold and silver, and his heart was mixed.

"This kid can't be a landlubber, why haven't you seen him for a long time. Wang Gang stood on top of the boulder and looked at the bottomless river.

"I don't think I really taught this kid how to swim. The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, and he quickly took off his coat and was about to go down to find out.

"Uh, Uncle Wang. The river suddenly parted from both sides, and the young man in white walked up slowly with the box in his hand, and there was no water on his body.

"Ahem. Looking at Ximen Tian's stunned eyes, Wang Gang's face couldn't be hung up.

"What Uncle Wang said is very true, what you caught is a box full of gold and silver, about a thousand taels, you can make a fortune. ”

"This ...... Heaven is for you to use. Wang Gang's eyes suddenly straightened, but he still shook his head vigorously.

"There's no need to shirk, I'm an immortal cultivator, and I don't need things like gold and silver treasures. Ximen Tian's heart warmed and handed the box over.

At night, there is a cool breeze.

Ximen Tian held his sword and stood by the river. Just looked at the dark river without moving, as if he had a lot on his mind.

"God, it's so late, why don't you rest. Wang Gang's voice came from behind him.

"Uncle Wang, you can rest, I'm fine. Ximen Tian looked up, and the stars in the sky reflected each other.

"There are some things that just look away. Wang Gang stood behind him, showing a cruel smile, and a quenched dagger pierced Ximentian's vital point with lightning speed!

Danger! The warning in Ximen Tian's heart suddenly reached an indescribable level, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Three zhang away, Ximen Tian pulled out the dagger on his shoulder, looked at the whole arm that was purple and black, and quickly sealed several acupoints with his left hand.

"You're not Wang Gang. The three-foot green cylinder sword emerged from Ximentian's hand, and the white clothes hunted in the evening breeze.