Chapter 111: Old Man Fisherman

The unknown rag was like a teleportation, instantly blocking the way of the silver fish retreating, so that the silver fish could not return to the silver scales. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The big silver fish turned around suddenly, opened its bloody mouth and bit at Lin Qing. Just now, it made the appearance that it was going to escape, but it was just confusing Lin Qing, but its real intention was to attack Lin Qing directly. Not to mention that Lin Qing's strength is equal to its strength now, even when Lin Qing's strength was higher than it just now, he never flinched.

Lin Qing was a little surprised in his heart, but it was only a hint of surprise. Although Lin Qing is not good at fighting, as long as he is a monk, there is no one who can't fight.

Seeing Lin Qing's move, the unknown rag was another teleportation, blocking in front of him.

If it weren't for the big silver fish, even if it retreated, it would have to be wrapped up directly.

The big silver fish retreated, but it was closer to the silver scales, even if Lin Qing teleported the rag again, it could return to the ripple where the silver scales were in time.

Obviously, the silver big fish was very jealous of the rags in Lin Qing's hand, and he didn't dare to regret it.

Luo Xiaotian saw that the two parties were about to stalemate, and he became anxious, half of the time for a cup of tea had passed, and it was not possible to go on like this.

At this moment, Lin Qing snorted coldly and said, "Evil animal, suffer death!"

As he spoke, he took out the rag and went straight to the big silver fish bag.

The silver big fish showed hesitation, and then it was cut off, and when it opened its mouth and inhaled, the spiritual power pillar behind it separated out streams of spiritual power and surged towards its mouth, making its size more than double in an instant.

In an instant, as soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, spiritual power gushed out like a tide, as if he could wash away the world and the world.

Lin Qing didn't dare to use that rag to catch the torrent of spiritual power spit out by the silver big fish, and as soon as he raised his hand, he summoned the rag back. This rag is a treasure that specializes in the soul of the gods, but its body is not strong enough, and the monks of the Skyclave can easily destroy it. I also saw that there were three more flying knives in Lin Qing's hand, and the spiritual power was running, and the aura of spiritual power like a wall opened on the three flying knives, blocking the torrent of spiritual power.

The torrent of spiritual power was extremely fierce, and the three flying knives that impacted were trembling, but in the end, they couldn't wash the three flying knives away. These three flying knives are at least Lingbao-level weapons.

Lin Qing sneered, and as soon as he raised his hand, the rags rushed towards the silver big fish.

After the silver big fish spit out a torrent of spiritual power, its expression was a little sluggish, obviously that kind of blow would also take a lot of strength for it, especially since it was just a soul body now, and had no real body.

Seeing that rag came up again, the silver big fish's eyes flashed with unwillingness, but he didn't hesitate, and as soon as he turned around, he returned to the ripple in the void.

Lin Qing snorted coldly, and the speed of the rag did not decrease but increased, and it rushed directly into the spiritual power pillar, wrapping the silver scales.

The silver scales struggled through the rags, but they couldn't break through them. It took a long time to be quiet.

Lin Qing raised his hand and summoned the rag wrapped in silver scales, looked at Luo Xiaotian with a sneer, and said, "What other means, just use it." The old man continued. ”

Luo Xiaotian didn't show any nervousness, he looked up at Lin Qing, didn't speak, and suddenly turned his gaze to the spiritual power pillar in the Lingyin Lake.

The silver scales came out of the spiritual power pillar that reached the sky, but the silver scales were imprisoned by Lin Qing, and the spiritual power pillar did not move at all. Obviously, this spiritual power pillar was not made by the silver fish. So, who else is in Lingyin Lake?

Luo Xiaotian's gaze deflected and landed on an old man.

The old man seems to have been here all along, but he has been ignored all the time. There seems to be an untouchable power that makes the old man go unnoticed by everyone. It will only be seen when the old man wants it to be seen by others.

Luo Xiaotian kept thinking about who else was in Lingyin Lake besides the big silver fish. It wasn't until he saw the figure of the old man that he remembered that when he went to participate in the Zongmen competition, when he passed through Yangjia Town, he met the old man who couldn't catch a fish.

The old man was fishing, and when he raised his rod, the bait on the bare hook was eaten up again. I never caught a single fish.

The old man did not hurry to put on a new bait, and with a skillful flick of the fishing rod, he threw the hook into the lake.

I don't know if I haven't caught a fish for too long, which led to the explosion of character, and the old man took a rod this time, and there was a fish bite.

Looks like a big fish.

The old man stood up, and Luo Xiaotian realized that the old man was actually not hunched back at all, with a straight back, and with a hard hand in his hand, his strong muscles bulged out, not like a dying old man at all.

I don't know how the old man, who can't catch fish all year round, practiced such a one-handed fishing skill, and when he lifted the fishing rod slightly, the big fish that bit the hook was pulled out of the lake by him.

The fish is large and familiar.

The silver body, and a silver scale near the neck are particularly shiny.

It was like the big silver fish that hid in the silver scales and was caught by Lin Qing with rags! The special silver scale on the big silver fish was the silver scale!

At this time, Lin Qing, who was in mid-air, realized that the silver scales in the rag in his hand had disappeared.

His face changed, he looked around, and his face sank like water: "Which Taoist friend is here, please show up quickly." The old man is the elder of the outer gate of the Heavenly Sect, Lin Qing. The old man was ordered by the sect to do things here. It's better not to interfere with Taoist friends. ”

Showing his identity and threatening, the unknown monk took the silver scale and the silver big fish under Lin Qing's nose, if it wasn't for the rag that he had sacrificed, he might not have noticed it at all.

With such a strong existence, Lin Qing didn't dare to fight with it, so he could only pull the banner of the Heavenly Sect.

Luo Xiaotian clearly saw that the old man was on the shore of Lingyin Lake, the old man under Lin Qing's nose, but Lin Qing looked around like a headless fly, looking around for the trace of the "mysterious Taoist friend".

Luo Xiaotian heard the old man open his mouth and say, "Tianzong, it's a good place." ”

Lin Qing's face looked a little good, although he didn't know where that fellow Daoist was, but as long as he spoke, it would be easy to say.

Lin Qing said in a deep voice: "Seeing that Daoyou's cultivation is so high, I don't know if I can be interested in returning to the Heavenly Sect with the old man." With the cultivation of Taoist friends, it is more than enough to be an outer sect elder in my Heavenly Sect. Perhaps, Daoist friends can still enter the inner gate of the Heavenly Sect and leap into the sky from then on. ”

"Tianzong, it's a good place. But it is not suitable for idle people, or the vastness of this world, let the birds fly and the fish jump, and come freely. If you don't like it, let you choose a place to live. The old man said slowly.

Lin Qing was silent for a moment, his face was not very good-looking, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything. The old man raised his hand and put the big silver fish back into the Lingyin Lake. Looking up at Lin Qing, his face did not fluctuate, "I just want Daoyou to choose a place to be buried." I don't know this place, can I satisfy my fellow Daoists?"

Lin Qing's face turned pale, and the moment the old man looked up, he realized the old man's existence.

(To be continued.) )