A ray of light swept across the sky, falling like a meteor towards the sea level.

If you look closely, you can still see the existence of a figure inside, and the figure in the glow has no joy or sadness.

This person is none other than Xu Mo, who has just been slapped away by a palm, and he is now looking at Zhou Shen's regressive scenery, without joy or sorrow, and it is extremely bland.

Although, he didn't know where to fly like this, but the palm he just received didn't hurt him, so it was nothing more than the existence that shot at him didn't want to make enemies with him.

This will not send him to a dangerous place, otherwise with that person's strong strength, he can be killed directly, why send him to a dangerous place so much.

After thinking about all this, Xu Mo was not worried that he would encounter danger again, and even the backlash of casting immortal magic was completely wiped out by the palm of the person just now.

All this, of course, was remembered by Xu Mo in his heart, he would repay those who were kind to him, but if he had hatred, even if he chased Biluo Huangquan, he would be annihilated.

Time, along with his thoughts, passed quietly and slipped away inadvertently.

Falling in the water, his body almost rubbed the water forward, and everywhere he passed, wisps of water vapor rose, which was caused by the high temperature evaporation caused by the friction of the water surface at high speed.

With the cushion of the water flow, Xu Mo's impact was declining, but his body was extremely uncomfortable, after all, while slowing down the impact, the force on his body continued to move forward.

All this is not unbearable, as for why he doesn't use the aura to block it, it is naturally that all the aura that can be used in the body is used to nourish the brain and heart, as well as maintain the body's kinetic energy.

After the rest of his strength was gone, he stabilized his body, stretched out his arms and floated towards the sea, and when his body surfaced, he found that there was a lonely boat in front of him.

With the meager spiritual power in his body, it was not enough to support the shore, how could he say that he could not see the shore at all!

With vigilance, he cautiously swam slowly towards the boat, and when he got closer, he found that there was an old man fishing on the boat.

Seeing this scene, Xu Mo also hurriedly waved his arms at the old man, hoping that he could row the boat over, so that he could save some spiritual power and repair his body that was on the verge of disintegration.

However, the old man who was fishing there ignored him, and still sat there fishing motionless, as if Xu Mo did not exist.

There was no way, Xu Mo had to slide the sea, and swam slowly and effortlessly towards the boat, and when he got closer, he found that the old man had his eyes closed.

"Hey, old man!"

He smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly to the old man on the boat.

The words spread far away, and the old man who had been sitting there still opened his eyes, and after finding Xu Mo, he lifted the fishing rod, and then flicked the fishing line towards Xu Mo again.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Mo was unsuspectingly tied to the fishing line, and then suddenly lifted the fishing rod and threw Xu Mo onto the boat.

Gently put down the fishing rod, turned his head to look at Xu Mo who caught it with his eyes full of vicissitudes, and waited for Xu Mo to sit up with both hands on the planks of the boat, and then he said flatly: "You scared my fish away, how do you say this should be compensated, is it reasonable?"

"I didn't scare your fish away, there are no hooks on your line, I can see that very clearly. Without thinking about it, Xu Mo replied directly.

In his reply, the old man only smiled slightly, and then picked up the fishing rod again and threw it into the sea, and before half a breath had passed, he raised the fishing rod again.

There was a golden fish biting the fishing line on it, and he threw it to Xu Mo's side, swinging its tail constantly.

Put down the fishing rod, turned around and looked at Xu Mo with a smile, without saying a word, just sat there calmly.

"Senior, you don't have to fish, you can directly use your spiritual power to lure the fish online, and there is no fish for me to scare you away!"

Seeing that the old man obviously looked like he was waiting for him to answer, Xu Mo sighed and said.

Hearing his words, the old man just shook his head slightly, and then casually raised his hand and waved his robe, and the goldfish fell into the water, swimming towards the distance in a panic.

"What are you?"

Seeing the old man release the goldfish, Xu Mo looked at the old man incomprehensibly, and then pointed to the goldfish in the distance and asked.

"It's nothing, it's not my fish that you're scaring away, it's my state of mind. The old man shook his head and whispered to Xu Mo, then thought about it and said again: "Do you know that fish swim in the water and rely on water, and where does this water come from?"

Listening to the old man's hoarse and vicissitudes of life, as well as his out-of-tune words, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see through his cultivation, Xu Mo would still think he was a fool!

However, he was still annoyed and responded: "Of course it comes from the sky! After all, it rains and falls, and your question is not profound at all, don't you know the answer?"

"Haha, what a water from the sky. The old man laughed heartily, but suddenly his momentum changed, and he stared at Xu Mo seriously and asked, "What did the rain experience in the middle of when it fell on the earth or on the ocean?"

Being messed with like this, Xu Mo also had no intention of answering again, so he crawled towards the side of the boat, wanting to leave this annoying old man.

After tossing for a while, he found that he couldn't use his strength at all, and after thinking about it, he turned his head to the old man and said: "The nature experienced in the middle is the rain, born from the sky, whether it falls on the earth and dies, or falls on the ocean, nature cannot be free, everything is fate!"

"The life of a mortal is not like this, dead or sleepy!"

With a sigh of relief, Xu Mo said again, not giving the old man a chance to speak at all.

Nodding slightly, the old man stroked the beard on his chin, and said affirmatively and seriously: "What you said is right, you feel very deeply about this." ”

But then the style of painting changed, and he looked him up and down very suspiciously, and asked very incomprehensibly: "Why don't you turn into a god, isn't the artistic conception of life and death not suitable for you?"

Shaking his head slightly, Xu Mo looked at him seriously, pursed his lips and said bitterly: "One artistic conception, not enough, two artistic conceptions, said in the past, three artistic conceptions, may not be enough!"

"Then, how many artistic conceptions do you want to comprehend? You must know that there are very few ghosts in the world, and they only comprehend two artistic conceptions, and I am afraid that the three artistic conceptions can only be born in ancient times. ”

At this time, the old man put away his original plain attitude, looked at Xu Mo very seriously and asked, wanting to know the answer from it.

Hearing this, Xu Mo suddenly smiled, his eyes were thoughtful, and the air was filled with a solemn wind, swirling around him.