Chapter 249 Meeting the Fish King Again
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~~”
Fist-sized blood-colored magic balls were thrown into the depths of the sea, and the next second, a huge wave of water burst out, and countless turbulent currents of magic power rushed in underwater, tearing everything apart! Even these attacks were mixed with fleeting void power!
The Nascent Soul monster is so terrifying, and this is just the most common Nascent Soul. The ancestor of the Xu family is in the early Nascent Soul stage, and is also relatively weak among the Nascent Soul ancestors in the Eastern Wilderness's immortal cultivation world.
Ning Daoran withdrew all his spiritual sense, and silently watched the gas explosions that continued to explode in front of him. At this moment, he finally confirmed that the ancestor of the Xu family could not sense his specific location at all.
Grandmaster Lin Qing'er was not lying to me. If one practices the Acalanatha secret art to perfection, one can really avoid the insight of the Nascent Soul stage!
So, Ning Daoran sank deep into the sea and entered a state of silence.
On the water surface, the ancestor of the Xu family lingered for several days and finally left.
But Ning Daoran still felt something was wrong. Every Yuanying-stage monster like this was a cunning and sly old fox. After losing his breath, the Xu family's ancestor would never let this area go easily.
Sure enough, half a month later, there was a sudden thunderous sound in the sky, and the figure of the ancestor of the Xu family appeared again, causing a huge wave on the sea. The spiritual pressure of the Nascent Soul squeezed the entire sea area to the point of suffocation.
Half a day later, the ancestor of the Xu family left.
Ning Daoran still stayed in the water, breathing with the Changqing Jue breathing method, absorbing a little spiritual energy in the water to nourish and heal his injuries. Half a month later, the wound cut by the power of the void had begun to heal, and flesh and blood had grown again. Although the bloodstain was still scary, it was no longer fatal.
After the Xu family's ancestor left, Ning Daoran still did not leave.
It can happen once or twice, but not a third time. Since the ancestor of the Xu family has come back once, we must be on guard against him coming back a second time!
Sure enough, just one month later, an aura rose from an island dozens of miles away. The ancestor of the Xu family, who had been dormant for a whole month, finally ran out of patience and rose from the island, his eyes scanning the entire sea.
"This man is as cunning as a fox. I planned so hard but he still managed to escape. That's all..."
Having said that, the ancestor of the Xu family turned away.
…
Ning Daoran was not anxious under the deep water and lurked for another full month.
At this time, the injuries were almost completely healed. Under the nourishment of the twenty levels of the Evergreen Art, both internal and external injuries were back to normal, and even the scabs had fallen off, and the skin was restored to its original state.
"It's time..."
He chanted a spell and continued to activate the Acalanatha magic spell, swimming silently in the water. He first found the Lingpu Cave in the depths of a distant sea.
The moment Lingpu Dongtian was tied around the waist, the big stupid deer in the cave screamed loudly with tears in its eyes.
"Young Master..."
Xiao Bai was also about to cry: "I thought the Master didn't want us anymore..."
“Brother…”
"Brother Ran..."
Ning Daoran was also filled with mixed emotions, and transmitted his voice: "I was careless, and was almost killed by the Yuanying stage old monster. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to survive. I still have to be a little more cautious in the future."
"Aoao~~" The big stupid deer agreed deeply.
"Sir."
Xiao Bai frowned and said, "It is said that this Xu family ancestor is from the Shixian Tower. He killed the young master for the reward from the Shixian Tower and the background of the young master. This man acted so viciously this time. We will remember this account and will repay him a hundredfold in the future!"
"Um."
Ning Daoran nodded. In this regard, the Aries Demon Queen was still cruel.
"We can't return to Bailong Immortal City for the time being. The Immortal City is not safe."
Ning Daoran escaped by water in the direction of the White Deer and said, "Let's hide outside for a year or two first and see how the situation develops. I hope that the incident involving Jianjia Sanren does not affect my status as Master Ning."
"Um."
Xiaobai nodded in agreement.
…
Thousands of miles away.
Ning Daoran removed his disguise, transformed into his true appearance, rushed out of the water, and landed on the deck of the White Deer.
A group of second-class paper figures cheered and jumped for joy, all of them ecstatic about the return of their master.
Ning Daoran took out his fishing rod again, and while sailing towards the east of Tianluo Sea, he fished and silently practiced the Unmovable Mingwang Divine Art to slightly change the characteristics of his soul.
At this moment, he seemed to have no connection with those Jianjia wanderers anymore. Even if the ancestor of the Xu family really came, he might not be able to recognize him.
Of course, it is better not to meet him. If possible, don't challenge the insight of the Nascent Soul stage, it may be fatal.
So, the White Deer set out on its journey again, continuing to fish in the deep sea, and this time it would last longer, and it would not return to the White Dragon Fairy City for at least several years.
…
A few days later.
South of Bailong Immortal City, deep in the wild jungle, a majestic spiritual energy is floating in the air. The power of the formation in the woods is pulsating, distorting and blurring the scenery of the woods, obscuring the true face of Mount Lu behind.
Just behind the multiple restrictions, on top of a third-grade superior spiritual vein, there stands a towering building. The building has a total of nine floors, piercing through the clouds and mist, exuding a majestic aura.
This place is the main altar of Yizhou's Immortal Killing Tower.
The breeze was rippling, and a wisp of fragrant wind passed through the restriction and floated into the top floor of the Shixian Tower, transforming into a woman in a crimson dress. She was so beautiful that she could overwhelm the whole country and make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground. However, the majestic murderous aura emanating from her body was particularly scary, and for no reason, this peerless beauty had an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
Shen Luoyan, the owner of the Immortal Killing Tower, is in the late Nascent Soul stage!
"Owner."
At one side, under a mountain of bamboo slips, there was a white-haired old man buried. His name was Long Xingtian, he was in the middle Nascent Soul stage, the deputy owner of the Immortal Killing Tower, with profound cultivation, and he could be regarded as the number one person in the Immortal Killing Tower after the owner.
Long Xingtian glanced at the host who was sitting on the throne and eating snacks, and said, "Have you finally figured out the situation at the border?"
"It's not that easy."
Shen Luoyan lifted her slender, white thighs on the table, twisting a grape in her hand, and said, "But we don't have to be so nervous about the Black Tide. Judging from the law of once every few hundred years, the flooding behavior of the Black Tide conforms to a certain rule. At least for now, there is no sign of swallowing up the entire Eastern Wasteland."
She snorted and said, "Humph, besides, with Shen guarding there, there shouldn't be any more mistakes."
"Owner..."
Long Xingtian narrowed his eyes and said, "Excuse me for being blunt, but why didn't Senior Shen show up during the border war? If he had shown up earlier, perhaps Xia Country would have won the war in the immortal cultivation world, and there wouldn't have been so many great cultivators lost on the border. Even Lin Qing'er's Nascent Soul died, which is really a pity."
"Can I ask more about the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"
Shen Luoyan raised her eyebrows: "You, Long Xingtian, are so capable, why don't you ask Shen Haoran yourself? Pointing at his nose and saying that as the Xia Kingdom's God, why don't you work for the Xia Kingdom?"
“Ahem…”
Long Xingtian looked embarrassed: "How dare I..."
"During the time I was away, was there anything else?"
"It's nothing serious. The Eastern Wasteland Immortal Cultivation World has been peaceful and prosperous during this period."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"???"
Shen Luoyan rolled her eyes and crossed her long white legs to enjoy the washed spiritual fruit.
"Oh, there is one thing."
Long Xingtian said: "A few months ago, it was said that the ancestor of the Xu family came out of seclusion and took action on the Tianluo Sea."
"oh?"
Shen Luoyan was surprised: "This old turtle has always been in seclusion. It is rare to see him once in a hundred or eighty years. Who can make him come out?"
"Jianjia Sanren."
"The guest elder from the Divine Weapon Sect?"
Shen Luoyan narrowed her beautiful eyes: "Why, he left the Divine Weapon Sect?"
"Exactly."
Long Xingtian said: "It is said that Jianjia Sanren appeared on the Tianluo Sea, carrying a large number of fine True Blood Pills. This attracted the covetousness of the Xu family's ancestor. Jianjia Sanren was ranked tenth on the Shixian Tower's bounty list. His head is worth 100,000 spirit stones. In addition, he has a large number of fine True Blood Pills on him. These are probably the reasons why Xu Changyang took action."
"Humph, the old turtle is very greedy!"
Shen Luoyan frowned, and suddenly realized something, and asked, "He came to the Immortal Killing Tower?"
"Exactly."
"Well, I haven't lectured anyone in a long time."
“…”
…
Not long after, in the living room on the eighth floor of the Xianshi Building.
Xu Changyang, the Yuanying ancestor of the Xu family, stood there with an awkward look on his face.
In front of him was the owner of the Immortal-killing Tower, who was sitting on the throne and drinking from a pot of spiritual wine.
"Friend Xu has made a great move, sweeping across the Tianluo Sea and killing the scattered Jianjia."
“…”
The ancestor of the Xu family showed an embarrassed look on his face: "Master, that Jianjia Sanren has killed countless people and has a very strong evil spirit. Moreover, he is on the bounty list of the Shixian Tower. Shouldn't he be killed?"
"kill?"
Shen Luoyan said: "The reason why Jianjia Sanren is on the wanted list is because the Soul Devouring Demon offered a reward of 100,000 spirit stones, and the Immortal Killing Tower is just giving the Demonic Path a face."
She raised her eyebrows slightly. "Why is Jianjia Sanren famous all over the world? One is because he is the enemy of the demon clan, and the other is because he is the enemy of the magic. Look at all the gold and silver medal masters in my Shixian Tower. Which one took on the task of killing Jianjia Sanren? You, Xu Changyang, went to kill Jianjia Sanren. Could it be that you are helping the demon clan or the magic?"
"I know I was wrong..."
The Xu family's ancestor clasped his fists and said, "From now on, the Xu family will not be involved in the affairs of Jianjia Sanren."
"You'd better."
Shen Luoyan said: "Although Jianjia Sanren is only a Jindan, he was able to forcibly escape from the hands of a Yuanying like you, Xu Changyang, which is enough to show his means. Naturally, my Shixian Tower must strive for one or two such talented cultivators. I will go to meet him and invite him to join the Shixian Tower. If you really use any means to deal with Jianjia Sanren again, don't blame me for ignoring our many years of friendship."
"Yes, I understand!"
The ancestor of the Xu family clasped his fists and retreated respectfully.
…
Tianluohai, late at night.
Clusters of torches were erected on the side of the ship, illuminating the White Hart with bright lights.
Ning Daoran was still sitting steadily in the middle of the boat, a fishing rod made of thousand-year-old golden bamboo was shining brightly, and in the water, a delicious sea bass and bait made of thousand-year-old cold grass were swimming slowly.
“Swish!”
Suddenly it turned black!
Ning Daoran suddenly and lightly lifted the rod, and the hook immediately pierced into the mouth of the big fish. As he continued to exert force, the entire Bailu began to buzz and the hull began to tilt slightly.
"Fuck..."
Ning Daoran was overjoyed when he took a quick look with his spiritual sense. He had finally waited for it. The third-order late-stage Golden Dragon Carp King had taken the bait again!
(End of this chapter)