MTL - This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come-Chapter 162 Really, fisherman

Just when the **** shark thought so, in the sky above the blood sea clan, an invisible and quietly appeared above them.

Daozu shot, how could this group of newly born blood sea clan be able to discover, all the creatures of the blood sea clan were bound by the big net in an instant.

"Ah, despicable old man, he clearly said that this place was given to us, and he even used tricks!"

The **** shark, whose head was not very bright, roared furiously, his body twisted wildly, opened his mouth to spurt blood, and frantically bit the invisible net, trying to help the entire race break out of the bondage.

However, it was destined to be all in vain. Even the Eight Great Celestial Venerables could not break free. The entire Blood Sea Clan, like fishing, was caught by the Dao Ancestor.

"This is the real fishing expert."

Nine days above, Yang Shou sighed with emotion.

This net directly caught all the blood sea clan, bound them together, and then... dragged them to the vicinity of the island of life, just like raising fish, except that Daozu's handwriting was relatively large, and he raised a race.

This farce ended at the expense of the blood sea clan's all-powerful annihilation. Fortunately, only some senior members of the blood sea clan came to the island of life this time, and some... The whale escaped this disaster and was not killed. captive.

If this continues, the speed at which the blood lake absorbs the energy of doom will become slower and slower, but it does not affect the overall situation. The flood has submerged the world for more than 500 years, and most of the energy of the death and birth of life has been collected.

In today's prehistoric world, not many creatures have died.

However, the floods continue to come, and the sea level continues to rise. If this continues, within a thousand years, the entire world, except for Buzhou Mountain, the highest peak, and all other small islands will be submerged.

Yang Shou glanced at today's floods, floods everywhere, who would have thought that five hundred years ago, this place used to be a piece of land, with great rivers and mountains, and vicissitudes of life, but now it has been reduced to surging waters.

"Fu Nao, you continue to monitor the world here, I will return."

After solving the problem of the traveler, Yang Shou returned to Fangcun Mountain.

Rather than being high above the Nine Heavens, he is more willing to incarnate in the human world and cultivate talents in the Samsung Cave.

"I don't know how Bai Yi's cultivation is going."

Inside the Sanxing Cave, Yang Shou stretched his waist. This time, he had been in seclusion for more than 30 years.

"Logically speaking, before I retreated, Bai Yi was in the Three-Yuan Realm, and she obtained the meditation method and the inheritance of the Dan Tao. She should be enlightened now."

Opening the door of the cave, Yang Shou walked to Lingquan, picked up the clear spring water, and took a sip.

It's a little sweet, but it's quite beneficial to this body.

Right now, he is still in the ternary realm, and he has not broken through to the realm of enlightenment, but...for him who can hang up at any time, no one in this world can threaten him.

In the entire prehistoric world, if anyone is to say who is the protagonist of heaven and earth, it must be him.

Who made him the incarnation of the God of Creation?

"Forget it, I won't summon them this time. I will go to their cave to find them myself."

After all, he had to wait silently for a hundred years before he could continue to absorb the energy of doom, and he had to find something to do.

Sitting high and high above the Nine Heavens all day long, although a hundred years can pass by in the blink of an eye, Yang Shou felt that such cultivation was too boring.

He was going to witness the splendor of the prosperous world of cultivation that he had finally cultivated.

By the way, go and learn.

As a creator god, one must know everything naturally. The prehistoric world is too vast, and all kinds of cultivation methods are born with each passing day. The eight holy places all have their own unique skills, such as the fortune art of the Fortune Sect, the speed of the world of the Extreme Speed ​​Heaven Sect...

It's time to continue harvesting.

Walking out of the Sanxing Cave, Yang Shou walked on the mountain road of Fangcun Mountain. Along the way, there were all kinds of successful people who turned into humanoids and looked up at him with doubts.

It stands to reason that the flood swept the world, Fangcun Mountain, as a paradise, was not affected by the flood, but relatively, no strangers came in.

The people in Fangcunshan basically know each other, except for Yang Shou, the master of Fangcunshan who has been in seclusion all year round.

"Could it be the Taoist friend of the new metamorphosis?"

Some people muttered, curious about Yang Shou.

Finally, Yang Shou was walking on the mountain path, and a white-haired old man suddenly recognized him, suddenly knelt on the ground, and pressed his forehead to the ground: "Old Situ Yu, pay tribute to the ancestor of Samsung."

Hearing the name of the ancestor of Samsung, Yang Shou's mouth twitched.

"you know me?"

Raising his eyebrows, Yang Shou beckoned, and an invisible force lifted the old man up.

In Fangcun Mountain, there should be few people who can recognize him, after all, he has never gone down the mountain.

The white-haired old man who called himself Situ Yu smiled, revealing a mouth with only a few teeth left: "The girl in white often visits the old shop. Thanks to her kindness, I have a chance to see the portrait of the ancestor of Samsung."

Yang Shou nodded, so it was not surprising that he knew him.

It's just that I have to talk about white clothes when I have time, and I don't need to draw a portrait of myself. Why am I called the ancestor of Samsung?

"I... the Taoist name is Bodhi, not the ancestor of the Three Stars."

Yang Shou waved his hand and decided that since he has applied it, he will apply it to the end. The ancestor of Bodhi is countless times better than the ancestor of Samsung.

He has decided that in every world that evolves in the future, there will be a Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, a Xieyue Sanxingdong, and Patriarch Bodhi will come out.

The first generation of Bodhi Patriarch should be himself.

The Bodhi Patriarch of the world behind, choose slowly.

"No wonder Patriarch, it was written on the portrait of the girl in white, and the old man called it wrong."

Situ Yu was very frightened, and it was a big taboo to call the title of the Lord of Fangcun Mountain wrong.

Fortunately, Yang Shou waved his hand and did not bother with these trivial matters.

"The ancestor is going to find the girl in white?"

On the mountain road, seeing that Yang Shou was leaving, Situ Yu bowed and saluted, and suddenly said.

Yang Shou turned around, nodded, and heard Situ Yu explain: "If the patriarch wants to find the girl in white, he can't find it in her cave. She is in the town on the mountainside, and is... holding the first Fangcunshan conference. Painter's Contest."

"Painters Competition?"

Yang Shou secretly said, and sure enough, after his retreat, he didn't practice hard in the cave, and went to Fangshi to hold some competition.

Doing something messy is simply not doing the right thing.

Thinking of this, Yang Shou's face turned a little bad, and he asked Situ Yu to lead the way, preparing to go to Fangshi.

Fangcun Mountain is not small in scope. After hundreds of years of reproduction and the transformation of the spirit gathering runes, Fangcun Mountain is full of fairy spirits, outstanding people, and there are not a few monks who have transformed.

Most of them live in every corner of Fangcun Mountain, some live in caves, some live on trees, some live in soil, some live on rocks, they are very strange anyway.

Correspondingly, in order to communicate with each other and pass the boring time, with the increasing number of monks, the square market has naturally formed, but... the actual manager of the square market is the second disciple of Bodhi Patriarch, Bai Yi.

Because of the name of the disciple of the ancestor, the cultivation base is tyrannical, and there is no tyranny, so Baiyi is still quite popular in Fangcun Mountain.

In particular, what competitions are often held, and the rewards are rich, attracting many monks from Fangcunshan to participate.

For example, this time, the artist competition was very low as soon as the name was heard. However, because of the final reward promised by Bai Yi, it became the competition with the largest number of participants and the highest enthusiasm.

The competition went through two stages: preliminaries and finals. The first stage was the free painting stage. More than 1,000 contestants participated, and only eight were able to advance. The judging criteria were... The three judges scored together.

Well, that's fair and reasonable.

Along the way, listening to Situ Yu's explanation, Yang Shou felt that he should really educate Bai Yi. As far as he knew, Bai Yi had held more than 30 competitions in the past 30 years.

Do you still have time to practice?

"Bai Yi, Qing Qiong will be the judge, and there's another... it can't be you, right?"

After listening to Situ Yu's explanation, Yang Shou asked suddenly.

Situ Yu blushed, was watched by the patriarch, a little unable to hang up, nodded and said, "Thanks to the girl in white, who is a judge."

"Look at the patriarch, it's here."

Finally, Yang Shou and Situ Yu walked to Fangshi. At this time, the lively Fangshi was sparsely populated, and they all gathered in the center of Fang.

In the center of Fang, it is already crowded with people, all looking forward to who can enter the finals.

More than 1,000 people were eagerly waiting for the result. Countless spectators were crowded around. In the innermost part, Bai Yi and Qing Qiong were in more than 1,000 paintings, choosing who could advance.

"I said, Second Senior Sister, your judging criteria are too sloppy? Are you talking about being open and fair? I didn't even look at it~www.novelbuddy.com~ and Situ Yu didn't arrive, so you eliminated more than 700 cards. painted."

Qing Qiong rubbed his forehead, feeling a little big for this second senior sister, and muttered softly.

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

Bai Yi didn't even look at him, and made an X in one painting after another, indicating that he was eliminated.

Qing Qiong shook his head again and again, not daring or wanting to reason with the second senior sister.

At this time, the apertures all over his body are connected into one body. After the 409 apertures are connected, his spiritual power is far more powerful than the ordinary three-dimensional realm.

That's right, in the past 30 years, he has penetrated 409 orifices in one fell swoop, and logically broke through to the three-dimensional realm.

The second senior sister seems to often hold various competitions to pass the boring time, but in fact, the cultivation base has long been unfathomable, especially when the master went out more than 30 years ago and taught her the way of alchemy and consciousness. With five hours of daily practice, he has successfully broken through to the realm of enlightenment.

Once you have successfully found your own way, you can step into the realm of enlightenment.

It's just that he has asked Second Senior Sister several times what her Tao is, but Second Senior Sister never said it, but her strength is really terrifying.

Ten years ago, his orifices and acupoints penetrated into one, and he achieved the three-dimensional realm. He could only be tied with the second senior sister who had just broken through to the realm of enlightenment.

Although the acupoint cultivation method is strong, the second senior sister's alchemy and spiritual power are even more perverted.

People are more mad than people.

Although he was beaten every day, Qing Qiong was never jealous. His aptitude was mediocre, and it was a blessing to be included in the door by the teacher.

It's just... The teacher has been in retreat for more than 30 years, and I don't know when to leave.

Come and clean up this little goblin, she has to pass this competition and marry herself!