Chapter 290: Ancestor of the Chen Family in the Xianyue Realm (please vote~)
Anyone who dares to fly in the air is a great cultivator of heavenly beings.
When rushing from Wuyi City to Dongyuan City, Gu Yuanqing tried to fly in the air, but when he flew less than three hundred meters, he vaguely felt the threat of thunder. The further he went up, the more he felt.
Walking in the air, Xutian monks seem to be facing thunder from the sky at any time, but they are not as comfortable as on the ground.
“It seems that the service of Sanyang Sect has indeed touched the induction formation left behind!”
Gu Yuanqing only glanced at it, then calmed down and continued fishing.
The heavenly beings of Sanyang Sect unscrupulously probed everyone below with their spiritual thoughts.
Ordinary Xutian monks dare not say anything even if they are angry in their hearts.
No one dares to provoke Celestial Being Daxiu, and the Sanyang Sect is far away from most of the monks in the Linglong Realm.
Gu Yuanqing also felt a wisp of spiritual thought sweeping over him. He paused for a moment and then continued downstream.
"If you want to find me just like this, you are underestimating me!"
Gu Yuanqing's expression was indifferent, and he didn't take the conflict with the Sanyang Sect too seriously.
It is undeniable that the Sanyang Sect is a giant in the Linglong Realm. There are many heavenly beings in the sect, but it is not that the heavenly being Gu Yuanqing has never been killed.
In the pool of heaven and earth, even two of the three calamities of heaven and earth were imprisoned, and there was one in the realm of yin and yang.
Compared with the Demon Realm, Sanyang Sect is nothing. At least Gu Yuanqing has never heard of the Yin-Yang Realm masters in Sanyang Sect.
Ordinary monks are afraid of the Sanyang Sect, mainly because they are worried that they will come to their door when they appear, but Gu Yuanqing does not have to worry about this at all.
Only in the ancient world, you still need to worry a little bit.
However, as far as the heavenly beings flying above his head were concerned, Gu Yuanqing did not sense much threat from them, which was much worse than those on the 30th floor of the ladder to heaven.
On the 30th level of the ladder to heaven, the person guarding the gate is the cultivator of the Heavenly Tribulation. Gu Yuanqing cannot pass this level at all.
“It seems that the influence of Dao Yun is greater than originally expected. Not only Xutian has broken through to heaven and man, but even the realm of heaven and man itself is much weaker. If we fight with this person just now, even if I can’t beat him, but he shouldn’t be able to do anything to me.”
Strength is confidence, and because of this, Gu Yuanqing can sit here calmly and fish for Taoist souls.
More than two hours later, I saw the Heavenly Man Daxiu of Sanyang Sect walking up the river, still unscrupulous.
Gu Yuanqing frowned slightly, the Sanyang Sect was really arrogant and domineering, from top to bottom.
If it weren’t for cultivation, Gu Yuanqing would have had the urge to take action just now.
Suppressing a trace of anger, he focused his attention on Wuliang River again.
After all, the Sanyang Sect has a large number of people, but he is only alone. If he really gets into a fight with them, he may not be able to fish safely here in the future.
Small impatience will mess up the big plan. Just wait until you break through the heavenly beings to get this situation back.
Furthermore, he believed that it would not take many years to break through the heavens and humans through this immeasurable river.
Gu Yuanqing calmed down, and after a while, another Taoist soul took the bait. This time, the Taoist soul was more than ten feet long, and could be regarded as the best in the Yellow rank. After refining, it was equivalent to nearly a year's Taoist growth.
Gu Yuanqing secretly sighed in his heart. If it weren't for the hidden dangers in the Taoist soul, and if he didn't worry about anything else, he might be able to perfect the Xutian world in just a few years.
After fishing for about seven more days, suddenly a man came fishing less than twenty miles upstream. He looked like a middle-aged man, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He seemed to be upright.
After fishing for another half day, Gu Yuanqing felt eyes coming from him frequently. He frowned, put away his fishing gear, and moved to another place.
The speed at which he caught Taoist souls was too fast. If anyone knew about it, there would be a lot of trouble out of thin air.
But three days later, the man came down with fishing gear, seemingly looking for a fishing place again. When he saw Gu Yuanqing, he stopped. Gu Yuanqing turned around and looked at each other. The middle-aged man held his hands with a smile and said, "Fellow Taoist, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Gu Yuanqing nodded slightly, but did not reply.
I didn’t expect that this person was actually acquainted with me. He came and sat down about a hundred feet away. While preparing to fish, he sighed: "This soul is really difficult to catch. I have been here for more than ten days. Not even an advanced Taoist soul was caught. I think fellow Taoist fisherman is very lucky, and he seems to have caught a high-grade yellow-grade Taoist soul that day."
Gu Yuanqing frowned slightly, and suddenly felt that the hook was bitten, and he quickly lifted it up, and another six-foot-tall fish was caught. The fire-type souls on the left and right.
The middle-aged man stood up and said in surprise: "It's another high-grade Taoist soul of the Huang rank, which is worth dozens of days of enlightenment and practice. Taoist friends will make a lot of money this time."
< br>Gu Yuanqing said: "It's just good luck."
The middle-aged man said: "Is this Taoist soul for sale, fellow Taoist? I am willing to pay two hundred ancient coins."
"I'm sorry, this Taoist soul is just right for me."
General Gu Yuanqing Daohun captured it, compressed it into a round bead and held it in his hand.
The middle-aged man looked pityful, and then said: "By the way, my surname is Chen, my Taoist friend, what is your surname?"
"My surname is Chen?"
Gu Yuanqing suddenly felt that this person looked familiar.
“What’s wrong?” The middle-aged man was a little surprised.
"Your Excellency, you are from the Xianyue Realm?" Gu Yuanqing's eyes were a little strange.
The middle-aged man looked stunned, and with a shiver in his heart, he asked: "Fellow Taoist, have you seen Chen before?"
Hearing these words, Gu Yuanqing immediately knew that his guess was correct. No wonder I feel that he looks familiar. His appearance is clearly similar to that of Chen Zhengfeng. Now when I look at his aura, I feel that he is of the same origin.
I just didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. The ancient world is not small. Even this immeasurable river stretches for tens of thousands of miles.
But this person happened to meet him.
Gu Yuanqing smiled meaningfully: "I haven't seen it before."
The middle-aged man was confused: "Why does the Taoist know that I come from Xianyue Realm?"
Gu Yuanqing He laughed loudly, didn't reply, picked up the fishing gear, turned around and left.
The middle-aged man stood in the distance, frowning. He recalled his experience in the ancient world. It seemed that he had never seen this person before, but this person actually knew his origin.
And that look is so weird!
However, he did not dare to make any other moves. Xianyue Realm ranked last among Linglong Realm. He had been practicing for many years, but he could only achieve a small success in Xutian.
This kind of strength is almost at the bottom among the monks in the ancient world. After entering the ancient world, he has always acted carefully and made friends with others as much as possible.
If Gu Yuanqing had not responded to him, he would not have dared to fish around, but he did not expect that such a thing would happen.
Gu Yuanqing walked very far, then looked back again, with a smile on his face: "It's a bit interesting, but judging from the aura, the strength is really weak!"
Seeing this Chen family member Ancestor, Gu Yuanqing suddenly felt that the world struggle was a bit boring.
Thinking back then, when the Babel Monument fell from the sky and the ninth level of the Shentai came across the boundary, he heard about the strength in the Xianyue Realm and was secretly worried. But today, the outcome of the battle between the realms is already doomed.
“Perhaps what I should consider is not the world war, but what happens after the world war. The floating world is promoted to the Linglong world, and all worlds are connected. What attitude should I adopt to get along with other worlds.”
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(End of this chapter)