When Lu Ya'er drove to Beishenzhou, above the North Sea, there was a wooden boat rippling with the waves, and every time it shook slightly, it would pass a wonderful long distance, as if it had the ability to directly penetrate the space.

On the seemingly simple wooden boat, there stood an imposing monk, almost everyone was surrounded by visions...

At the forefront, there is an ordinary middle-aged monk, sitting at the bow of the boat, leisurely holding a bamboo stick, making a serious appearance of fishing.

But on the bamboo stick, let alone a fishing hook, there is not even a fishing line...

Behind the middle-aged monk, there was also an extremely young man, compared to the monks next to him, his cultivation was almost worthless, but faintly, his status was above it, and only he had the opportunity to chat with the middle-aged monk occasionally, and from time to time he would let out a few hearty laughs.

Unlike the indifferent man, this one was filled with an indescribable warmth.

He was not tall, with a pleasant round face, round eyes, upturned corners of his mouth, and a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

Whenever his laughter sounds, people can't help but feel good, and even the cold sea seems to have sunshine.

His cultivation is only in the infancy stage, but his words and deeds are full of a vigorous self-confidence, which is a temperament engraved in his bones, which has nothing to do with the realm, compared with him, the true monarchs and true emperors behind him seem to be a little overshadowed.

"Senior Brother Eight Desolations, several masters have not made a move for 10,000 years, but this time they have joined forces to cover up the heavens for you, which shows the importance they attach to you... This time, I will definitely take a good look at my brother's demeanor... Haha, after returning to the Immortal Tomb, I can also talk to those guys who have never seen the world!"

The young man took out a bamboo stick out of nowhere, squatted beside the middle-aged monk with great interest, and caught a fish like that.

If an outsider hears his title for this middle-aged monk, it is estimated that his jaw will drop to the ground, the Eight Desolation Supreme, one of the three supreme beings of Northern Shenzhou, he is just a monk in the infancy stage, he actually calls him a senior brother, and he does not have honorifics.

The middle-aged monk smiled disapprovingly, and moved to the side to make room for him, but his eyes kept staring at the empty stick, as if there would be a fish delivered to the door by himself in the next moment.

His voice was soft, with a strange magnetism that made people listen to it, and it seemed that the piercings of his ears would rustle.

"With Sanqing Senior Brother Zhuyu in front, what is my ability? I just hope that I don't go against the will of a few masters, and I don't have the face to see them when I turn around!"

"Ten thousand years ago, Senior Brother Sanqing's battle was famous in the mountains and seas, but who knows, it was Senior Brother Eight Desolations who contributed the most? If you hadn't laid down a big array, how could the ancient fierce soul possessed by the barbarian emperor retreat so easily?"

He had also heard the story between the two senior brothers, and the young man's eyes shrank slightly, and his face became serious, but he was born with such a good look, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Before I left, the masters had a remark, saying that the path that Senior Brother has taken over the years is very good, and this catastrophe, only you, Senior Brother, have the ability to resolve it!"

"Really, Senior Brother Yuan Hao, that's the masters who look up to you... But since the catastrophe is coming, I should do my best!"

The smile on the face of the Eight Desolations Supreme was still light and breezy, but there was indeed a hint of joy in his eyes.

He grew up with them since he was a child, and then he went out of the mountains and into the WTO, and did so many great things, but he never heard a few words of praise in his life, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he would actually hear it in the mouth of a little junior brother.

He naturally didn't think that this little junior brother was casually flattering, the heirs of the immortal tomb, and he didn't need these vain things.

For the realm of mountains and seas, they are the real masters, and each of them is the son of the mountains and seas, a person of fortune.

Those few masters accept apprentices, don't look at qualifications, don't look at the realm, just look at luck, don't look at this little junior brother's cultivation is still inconspicuous, but it is likely that he will be able to go straight to the sky and soar into the sky in the next moment.

This is not a lie, even the Eight Desolations themselves are like this.

When the beast tide of the South China Sea was in the South China Sea, he should be robbed out of the mountain, and he was also cultivated in the early days of the Yuan Infant at that time.

But as soon as he got out of the mountain, he first fell in a valley.

A Yuan Infant Monk can stumble when he walks, which sounds like a coke, but in fact, it was he who inexplicably triggered an ancient prohibition, and then obtained a Gu Immortal inheritance.

With that inheritance, he became a formation master, and then relied on the records in the inheritance, and broke through countless desperate and dangerous places, every time there was no danger, in just a few decades, he cultivated from a Yuan Infant to the realm of the True Monarch, and then it was out of control, and finally achieved the supreme position.

When his luck is the strongest, he can dig out the Lingquan essence milk by digging a pit, and if he buys some tatters, it will be an ancient treasure that others have eyed.

Almost every Immortal Tomb disciple will have such a situation, no one knows that the three supreme beings of the mountain and sea realm have actually grown up like this...

Yuan Hao seemed to be very happy for him, and continued happily: "The masters also said that among the three senior brothers, you have the most careful thoughts, and this catastrophe is extraordinary, and there are many incomprehensible points in it, and you still need to rely on your mind to slowly peel off the cocoon and reveal it to the world." ”

The Eight Desolation Supreme smiled faintly, suddenly remembered something, and asked softly, "How are the masters lately?"

Yuan Hao had a bright smile on his face: "It's still like that... The master scolds God three times a day, the second master likes to whip people, and the third master hides in the house every day to raise ants. ”

The smile on the corner of the Eight Desolations Supreme's mouth became stronger and stronger, but he was unwilling to evaluate the three masters, and asked instead: "The descendants of the Immortal Tomb have entered the world, and there are three people in each generation, but why are there only two of you in this batch?"

"Hmm... Shizun said that there was a senior brother who had gone out of the mountains and entered the WTO hundreds of years ago... This time I guess I can meet it. ”

"Hundreds of years ago?" Eight Desolations frowned slightly.

He is one of the three supreme beings, although he is in the Central God Prefecture, he rarely shows up, but the power under his command is so strong, he is the most well-informed.

And the disciples of the Immortal Tomb have entered the world, each of them can stir up the storm, and they will never be unknown, but in the past few hundred years, why has he never heard of it?

This wooden boat, the front and back are only about ten zhang long, the two of them are talking at the front, and what they say is extremely terrifying, but the more than ten true emperors and true monarchs in the back seem to be deaf, and the expressions on their faces have not changed.