The years passed by in a hurry.

The heavens and all the worlds, in the Jiuyin Mountain.

But there is a rock on the edge of the pond.

The rock is about half a foot in circumference and no more than three feet high.

But on the rock, there was a young man in white, sitting cross-legged with an indifferent expression.

He held a wooden fishing rod in his hand, and the silk thread at the end of it hung down and fell into the water.

Unconsciously, the cold and heat passed, the years passed, and more than ten years passed.

This pond used to be only six or seven zhang in circumference, and it was only more than two zhang deep.

In the past few years, unconsciously, day and night expanded, it has a radius of more than 20 zhang, and the depth is more than 9 zhang, and it has vaguely turned into a lake.

This kind of expansion is gradually accumulated bit by bit every day.

At first, no one noticed, but after a while, it suddenly became clear that the pond had widened and deepened.

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Sunny.

The morning is shining.

A breeze blows.

Ripples ripple on the surface of the lake.

The clothes of the young man in white were gently blowing, and his sideburns were slightly raised.

His eyes were peaceful, his expression was indifferent, and he seemed very quiet.

And among the grass behind him, there were two flashes of light in their eyes, looking at the young man.

It was a white fox, and it was more than three feet long.

There was also a small red fox, which was only about two feet long.

"Auntie. ”

The little red fox made a childish voice, soft and glutinous, and whispered: "The fish that Mr. caught yesterday seems to be delicious, and there are horns on its head." ”

It is only one year old this year, but the aunt quietly stole a bottle of spiritual spring for it, and when it was in the mother's womb, it was nourished, and it was born with spirituality, so now it can already speak.

For the white-clad gentleman in front of him, he also liked it very much.

This is a gentle gentleman with a clear and soft voice and a kind and kind attitude.

Although it is not the elder of the fox clan, since it was born, it remembers that Mr. lives in the fox clan, and in its heart, Mr. is the elder, and there is not much difference from the other elders of the fox clan.

Among the fox clan, Mr. Taixu's origin is a mystery and seems very mysterious.

My mother said that my husband may have fallen from the sky, because it was my mother and aunt who brought my husband back at that time.

And at that time, the fox clan was in a very dangerous situation, and everyone might die.

It is said that it was the gentleman who gave the idea and thus saved the fox clan.

So everyone still respects him very much.

However, there are also some elders who are a little dissatisfied with Mr., saying that Mr. led the wolf into the house, so that the fox clan has been oppressed by the Purple Smoke View for many years, and will continue to be oppressed in the future, and even the spiritual spring produced in the clan is no longer in the clan, but belongs to the Purple Smoke Concept.

And the gentleman did not leave, and lived in the fox clan for sixteen years.

I heard that for 16 years, my husband has come here every day to fish, rain or shine, without stopping.

And for as long as he can remember, he has never left the valley or stopped fishing.

"How so?"

The white fox's eyes were full of confusion.

The little red fox was even more puzzled and asked, "What is this?"

The white fox shook her head slightly, not responding to the little guy's words, but the doubts in her heart were difficult to dissolve.

The Great Elder said that Sir is a great monk comparable to Zhenxuan, but Sir is a strong person who cultivates the body of horizontal refinement, with a strong physique, but almost no mana.

It's just that, for some reason, Mr.'s words and deeds are like flowing water, soft and indifferent, and he is more immortal than the great elder, not at all like the kind of reckless man who moves mountains and reclaims the sea.

Moreover, although Mr. is extremely mysterious and unfathomable, in terms of cultivation, judging from the threat of the Wolf King back then, although Mr. is a great monk of the True Xuan level, he should still be below the High Realm True Xuan.

So how did the gentleman without mana create the scene in front of him?

The pond, little by little, has widened three or four times and deepened three or four times over the years.

The gentleman never seemed to have a sign of a shot.

So how did a pond become a lake?

So how did the ordinary grass carp in the pond become a spirit with Taoism?

Over the years, the pond has widened and turned into a lake, and the fish in the pond have become stronger and stronger.

Since about five years ago, the fish caught in the pond have already had a wisp of demonic energy.

And yesterday, the fish essence, which was half a zhang in size, and had horns on the top of the head, concealed the shape of a jiao, and the water flow spit out from the mouth was extremely strong, no less than the Dao Seal Progression Cultivation Technique, so according to this, this fish essence has probably also had a cultivation comparable to the Dao Seal Progression.

She didn't understand, since Mr. didn't make a move, where did such a change come from?

Not only her, but even the Great Elder of the Fox Clan had noticed the change in this place earlier, but he couldn't find out the source of the change.

This also makes Mr. Taixu seem more and more mysterious.

Now not only her, but even the Great Elder is looking forward to it.

I look forward to the promise that felt incredible at the beginning.

Expectations seem to be extremely far away.

Mr. said that when the fish caught in the pond was more powerful than the one who was about to condense the Great Dao Jindan, it was the day when the fate of the fox clan was changed.

That is to say, if the fish in the lake in front of you can condense the Great Dao Jindan and become a big demon, then the time has come.

But these days, the fish in the lake are not strong enough.

Clearly, the time has not come.

"Let's go, I'll take you out for fun. ”

The white fox stretched out its paws and patted the little red fox on the head.

The little red fox looked reluctantly towards the lake and muttered, "I want to fish too." ”

The white fox knocked on its head and said, "With your small body, just your little way, the fish in the lake can drag you down and eat it." ”

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Time is like an arrow, and time is like a shuttle.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun rises and the moon sets.

Alternating cold and summer, cloudy and sunny.

The past three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The lake is twenty-six feet in circumference and bottomless.

The water is calm, the breeze blows, and the ripples are light.

After yesterday's rain, the water level rose and the air was cool and very humid.

The flowers and plants everywhere are stained with water droplets, which are crystal clear.

And the young man on the edge of the rock is still fishing.

He is whiter than snow, and not dusty.

He held the rod in both hands and quietly looked at the lake.

Over the years, he seems to have become one with the scenery of the lake.

Fishing in white by the lake seems to have become an indispensable part of the scenery.

And at that moment, a little crimson fox came out of the lake, jumped under the rocks, and jumped up.

But it slipped under its claws, and was about to scream and fall backwards.

But just when it thought it was going to fall to the ground and get covered in dust, it landed in a soft palm.

It was a young man in white fishing by the lake, and at the moment it fell, he left the fishing rod with his left hand, caught it, and then put it beside him.

"I'm almost five years old, and I'm still so naughty. Zhuang Ming said softly, as if he was scolding, but his tone was flat and kind.

"I'm only five years old. The little crimson fox blinked his eyes, spat out his words, and said softly: "I heard that the children of the human race are still very young at the age of five. ”

"But the child of the fox clan is not young at five years old. Zhuang Ming's voice was flat, and he withdrew his hand and put it back on the fishing rod.

"Did you catch a fish today, sir?" asked the little red fox.

"Haven't caught it yet. Zhuang Ming lifted the fishing rod, only to see that the hook under the silk line was empty.

"Sir, you have no bait. The little red fox jumped up and hurriedly said, "No wonder you can't catch fish, I'll dig earthworms for you and come back......"

"Don't rush, be careful of falling. Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand to hold it and said, "The fish in the lake don't need bait anymore." ”

"What does that need?" the crimson fox wondered.

"They need to take the bait themselves. Zhuang Ming said.

"They are already goblins, how can they be baited?" muttered the little red fox, "I'm only five years old, but I won't be able to take the bait." ”

"But they will. Zhuang Ming smiled.

"Why?" said the little crimson fox.

"Not why. Zhuang Ming said indifferently.

"Mr. is also playing tricks and bullying me for being young and unable to understand words. The little crimson fox lay down and muttered.

"It's not small, after a while, it can be regarded as a little demon who is about to condense the Dao seal. ”

Zhuang Ming smiled, and patted the little red fox beside him with his left hand.

Green mountains and green waters, quiet lakes.

The breeze blows, and the flowers and plants are dewed.

On the rocks by the lake, a young man in white was holding a fishing rod in one hand and patting the red fox beside him with the other.

This seems to have become a picture scroll, deeply imprinted in the heart of the white fox.

She turned into a young girl, with a delicate face, leaning against the tree, quietly watching this picture, bit by bit, in her heart.

It seems to be an invisible carving knife, gradually engraved this picture in my heart.

Just as she looked at the "picture scroll" in front of her, she was stunned.

Between heaven and earth, the color suddenly changes.

The wind rises, and the clouds rise.

It was getting dark.

Thunder exploded.

It seems that there will be rain falling.

And at this moment, the young man in white on the rock, with his hands raised, lifted the fishing rod.

I saw that he had caught a huge herring.

Zhang Xu is long, hideous, with horns on the top of his head, and his power is incomparable.

The crimson fox exclaimed.

And Zhuang Ming's expression was still calm.

He flicked the rod and drew the thread.

The huge herring was thrown into the woods.

The girl in the forest was suddenly shocked, and immediately stretched out her hand and swept away her mana.

However, at this moment, the herring fish's eyes were condensed, terrifying, and when he opened his mouth, there was a stream of water.

Bang!

The water shook her mana!

Aftermath waves, sweeping in all directions!

In an instant, there was turmoil, with a radius of more than ten zhang, all of which were flattened, and the trees were uprooted and thrown out of all directions.

"This ......"

The white fox girl was horrified in her heart, and she couldn't help but immediately use the fox clan's Dao technique to forcibly suppress the herring fish.

Bang bang!

The huge herring smashed to the ground.

The land also collapsed.

The herring immediately struggled, constantly slapping the surrounding land.

The rumbling sound kept ringing out.

I saw that the area around the collapsed earth pit continued to crack and spread.

"Town!"

The white fox girl tried her best to suppress it.

However, Yu Wei is strong, turbulent in all directions, and the surrounding area is already a mess.

She gasped slightly, and the sudden change made her a little panicked for a moment.

This herring is very strong, even a little weaker than himself.

But it is a monster in the water, and when it reaches the shore, it is three points weaker.

She raised her head, angry in her heart, and was about to question the gentle Mr. Taixu.

However, in an instant, my heart paused again.

This herring is only a line weaker than himself, but it is weakened because it is on the shore.

That is to say, if it is in the water, it is especially powerful than the fox demon who has cultivated into the Great Dao Jindan!

And compared to the self that had not yet refined the Great Dao Jindan, how much stronger was it?

This is a pond fish comparable to a big demon!

In this pool, a big demon has finally been raised?

So what has been the time to wait for many years is today?

The white fox girl was in a flash, and her thoughts were blank for a while.

In her astonishment, she slowly looked up at the lake.

I saw a young man in white by the lake, who stroked the head of the red fox with his left hand, and threw the fishing rod again with his right hand, and the fishing hook fell into the water.

Then he immediately lifted his hand and lifted the rod.

And the hook tied under the silk line also left the water.

Where the hook is fished, it's empty.

However, the moment the hook left the water.

The ripples rippled and slowly dispersed.

However, the ripples should have subsided gradually.

But now it is gradually intensifying.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were rising.

Thunder explodes!

The ripples on the surface of the lake turned into a whirlpool!

In the whirlpool, there was a faint sound of a long groan.

The sound of the long groan is getting closer and closer.

As the sound approached, the power grew stronger.

Even the fox clan demon who had refined the Great Dao Jindan couldn't help but tremble and retreated.

She couldn't help but scatter her mana and no longer suppress the big demon.

And the blue fish demon just fell to the ground, not daring to move a single bit.

The dragon's power is gradually flourishing, permeating all directions.

I saw a young man in white, with a calm expression, sitting on the rock, just lifting the fishing rod, and immediately the whirlpool on the surface of the water suddenly appeared, and even a long groan sounded, and then a real dragon, from the whirlpool, burst out.

But seeing that the real dragon was born from the whirlpool, broke through the water, and went straight to Xiaohan, entrenched for nine days.

The true dragon has a long body, covering the sky.

When it looked down, the dragon's head was huge, its horns were clear, its eyes were deep, and its mane was fluttering.

The long body is thousands of feet, and it looks extremely thick, and the scales are crystal clear and the light is shining.

The dragon's claws gripped into the void, and suddenly clouds lingered.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the dragon roared in the sky, shocking the earth.

All living beings trembled and trembled.

The little crimson fox trembled.

The white fox girl fell to the ground.

The young man in white on the edge of the lake, put down the fishing rod with one hand, stroked the red fox with the other, tilted his head slightly, looked at the white fox girl, and said with a smile: "Little girl, you were full of doubts back then, unbelievable, I don't know where the confidence to reverse the situation should come from, today, do you understand?"

Between the cold and summer, spring, summer, autumn and winter, between these twenty reincarnations, he sat quietly by the pool, fishing the heavens, not for fishing, but for dragons.

Twenty years in the past.

He finally fished out a dragon.

Heavens and worlds, the only true dragon!