Chapter 324: Fishing for the Holy Son, Battle of the Hundred Holy Sons (2-in-1)
When all the techniques collected in the sword tower have been cultivated into Dao realms, the number of Li Hao's Dao realms has reached 172 levels!
Among them, there are hundreds of realms, all of which are sword realms!
Once unfolded, the sword energy in the Dao Domain is vertical and horizontal, and now it is superimposed. These Dao Domains that condense different sword intentions have a tendency to merge with each other.
Li Hao didn't know what kind of power and situation it would be like if the Dao realms merged with each other and turned into a complete Dao realm.
Unfortunately, he has already collected all the techniques in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. If he wants to continue to improve, he can only go to other forces to take a look. His Dao domain has once again fallen into a bottleneck.
After Li Hao finished practicing, the second election battle began the next day.
Before the top 100 battle, there were three rounds of screening, and the top 100 were finally selected to compete with the Son and the Saint.
Li Hao followed Lin Shanhai and other alchemists, but this time he did not go to watch the battle. Now he has collected all the exercises in the sword tower. He can only draw and gain experience here. But compared to painting, Li Hao has A more suitable candidate, and now I can also accumulate some fishing experience.
Li Hao noticed that, except for Yao Zu and the other three half-saints, none of the saints and saints who had previously watched the battle came back.
Before they set off, Lin Qingying was still sitting in the yard studying the sword, and she was obviously preparing for the big battle ahead.
Although the battle in front of the Ten Arenas was fierce, Li Hao felt a sense of calm before the storm.
It's just that in this storm, I don't know who can stir up the storm and stand out.
Li Hao hoped it was Lin Qingying.
…
Arriving at the sword tower, the environment here was empty and quiet. When Li Hao approached, a figure teleported in front of him. It was the man who served as the sword attendant yesterday.
He was a little surprised when he saw Li Hao coming again, and asked, "Are you here to exchange your skills?"
The Dao Sword Technique is extremely difficult, and Li Hao would understand if he wanted to replace him. After all, unless he has extremely high swordsmanship talent, pondering on it is just a waste of time.
"No, I came to visit the sword master. I wonder if the sword master is fishing today?"
Li Hao cupped his hands and said.
The sword attendant man was suddenly enlightened and said with a smile: "Master is fishing on Jianya Cliff. You know how rare it is to be able to accompany Master. He is too lonely."
Speaking of this, there was a sigh in his eyes.
Although they, the disciples, wanted to accompany their master, their fishing skills were really poor. When they were bored waiting for the bait, they would easily turn their minds to the way of the sword, and even the bait was eaten without even noticing, which made the master very angry. On the contrary, they were not allowed to accompany him.
In front of the sword cliff, when Li Hao and the sword attendant man arrived, they saw the same scene as yesterday, the sword master was fishing on the edge of the cliff.
As if he noticed something, the sword master's voice came: "You are here, have you brought your own fishing rod?"
"I don't have a fishing rod, so I fish by casting a line."
Li Hao said.
"Is the energy in a line? The little guys in the dragon pond down here are very thieves. I'm afraid they won't be easy to take the bait." The sword master said.
"You'll know after you try it." Li Hao said with a smile. When it came to fishing, he was not convinced.
"Then come over and try."
The sword master said.
Li Hao immediately stepped forward, came not far from the sword master, picked a brown-black stone and sat down.
Now sitting on the edge of the sword cliff, my sight can naturally see the depths of the bottom of the cliff, which is astonishingly tens of thousands of feet deep.
At the bottom of the cliff is the water splashed by the torrent of the waterfall. There is a deep pool with a huge black shadow faintly shaking inside.
Li Hao's eyes brightened slightly, he raised his hand to draw the energy into a thread, and then used the hidden thread technique to quietly drop the thread.
The sword master caught a glimpse of Li Hao's technique, raised his brows slightly, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth. It seemed that yesterday was indeed not a coincidence. This little guy really had some study, and he could practice such an obscure hidden line skill if he used it on himself. It has become a profound hidden skill.
But he has the leisure to spend his energy on fishing. There is no doubt that this is true love.
"You haven't hung the bait yet."
The sword master said calmly.
Li Hao smiled and said: "There is no bait to eat, but those who wish will take the bait."
"Um?"
When the sword master heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift away from his fishing rod and landed on Li Hao's extremely obscure fishing line.
At this moment, Li Hao was also waiting attentively.
Fishing may seem like a leisurely activity, but it is actually a battle of hearts and minds. You need to hibernate yourself, spy on the fish, and plan fishing positions. These are all mental games.
At this moment, Li Hao's fishing line was hidden at the edge of the dragon pond. In the most inconspicuous position, the front end of the line was a curved hook, looming.
"Lao Wu, look, is that a hook?"
"It seems like a fishing hook!"
In the dragon pond, several huge dragon monsters were wandering around, and they all noticed the looming fishhook, but what surprised them was that there was no line behind the fishhook, just a hook!
“Is it the sword master? He’s here to fish again?”
"The sword master isn't that stupid. He turned the hook into a small fish and let me fall into the trap."
"I think so. Could it be that it fell down? When did it happen? Why didn't I notice it?"
"Lao Liu, go pick it up and take a look."
Several dragon monsters were muttering and whispering. One of them approached, picked up the hook with its sharp claws, and said doubtfully: "It's really a hook... eight!"
Before the hook finished speaking, the hook was suddenly lifted up and pierced directly into his arm. Then the hook continued to extend into his wound like a root, piercing into his body and pulling him up from the deep pool!
"It hurts!"
The dragon demon screamed and was pulled into the air.
It was panicked and did not dare to struggle. After being pulled out of the deep pool, it saw the sword master and a strange boy sitting on the sword cliff. The person pulling it was not the usual sword master, and the other man's pole had not moved yet. , but that young man!
For a time, in addition to pain, it felt more frightened and angry.
It doesn't matter if he is fished by the sword master. The other party is a saint after all, and he will not lose the dragon if he is fished.
But a young man, why? !
roar!
It roared and rushed towards Li Hao.
"Still struggling?" Li Hao smiled, and pulled the thread in his hand horizontally, throwing the dragon demon away, and then pulled it up to his eyes.
The dragon demon was in severe pain as if it was being torn apart, and it screamed in agony. When it was dragged to the sword cliff again by Li Hao, it suddenly panicked. With the sword master present, it was impossible for him to hurt this young man, and It seems that this young man's cultivation level is also extremely high and he can't beat him.
"Holy Son, please spare your life, Holy Son, please spare your life..."
The dragon demon hurriedly begged, regarding Li Hao as the holy son in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.
Besides the Holy Son, who else would have the honor to sit fishing with the sword master?
Hearing its pleading, Li Hao felt amused. Looking at the fishing experience he had gained on the panel, he smiled and withdrew his fingers, the fishhook that extended into its body and took root quickly shrank.
It is originally formed by the condensation of energy, and every thought is gathered and dispersed by the heart.
"Since you sincerely begged for mercy, I will reluctantly let you go."
Li Hao smiled and said, "Go ahead."
When the dragon demon heard this, his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, Holy Son, thank you Holy Son!"
After saying that, he ran away in a flash and got back into the deep pool under the sword cliff.
"Lao Liu..."
Several other dragon demons quickly gathered over and looked them up and down: "I didn't hurt you, did you? Did you just say he was the Holy Son?"
"Well, there's a new Holy Son, damn it!"
"How insidious, deliberately exposing the hook for Lao Liu to pick it up."
"Fortunately, the sword master is kind and never kills us when he catches them. The bait is so fragrant. I can even practice the sword's power."
Several dragon demons whispered that they were imprisoned by the sword master in this dragon pond, and they were happy to do so. After all, it was a great opportunity to beg for food at the feet of the saint.
It's just that they often fall into the trap and are fished out by the sword master for entertainment, causing them pain and happiness.
"Be careful and stop picking up weird things. We have to be careful."
"The sword master is also fishing on it, but I don't see its bait. I don't know what it is disguised as. Be careful."
Several dragon demons are very vigilant.
They compete with the sword master every day, and they are almost suspicious.
If it had transformed into something else, they might not have picked it up, but the calmness of turning into a hook actually made them curious, and they ended up taking the bait.
On the sword cliff, the sword master couldn't help but be speechless when he saw that Li Hao actually caught the fish and used such a simple trick.
Li Hao didn't stop, gathered up the fishing line, and threw the hook again.
This time, the thread is still hidden and the hook is half hidden, but halfway through the line, a second line branches out and extends. This line extends to another part of the dragon pond, which is inconspicuous.
"Look, the hook has fallen again."
"Hmph, Guizhou Donkey is at the end of his rope. Can we be fooled twice by the same trick?"
"Look, a stupid fish has passed by and is sniffing there."
Several dragon monsters were wandering around, staring closely at the fishhook. There were other fish nearby. The lower reaches of the dragon pond connected to a river and sea outside the holy mountain. There were fish monsters wandering here, trying to jump over the dragon gate.
The little fish demon looked very inconspicuous. At this moment, he lightly touched the fishhook, but the fishhook did not respond.
Several dragon demons were surprised, but they soon understood that the touch of the little fish demon was too slight, and they might not be able to sense it, or they sensed that it was a small piece and were too lazy to pull the hook.
"Go, pull harder!"
The old sixth dragon demon who had just been caught crooked said fiercely to the little fish demon.
The little fish demon was timid, but refused to go.
The old six dragon demon didn't expect that even a small fish demon would dare to resist him. He became angry and sucked it into his mouth.
"die……"
Before he could get rid of his hatred, the fish demon in his mouth suddenly became hard and quickly extended to penetrate.
"hook?!"
Lao Liu's eyes widened.
Then a huge force came, and its body became airborne again, and it was dragged up the sword cliff thousands of feet high.
And the person who pulled the string was still Li Hao.
"Holy Son, please spare your life, Holy Son, spare your life..." Dragon Demon Ao Jie hurriedly begged.
Li Hao was a little helpless and said, "Why is it you again? Can't you be more careful?"
Ao Jie wanted to cry but had no tears. You were obviously too insidious. Who would have thought that you could disguise yourself as a small fish and touch your own fishhook?
Li Hao withdrew the strength in his palm and said: "Don't take the bait again."
I thought too... Ao Jie felt sad and angry. What the hell is this? He took the bait and was despised!
Next to him, the palm of the sword master's hand holding the fishing rod shook slightly.
The indifference in his eyes turned slightly serious at this moment.
The previous one was just luck and a little trick, but the second one was a bit sophisticated, and it was a chain fishing. The first one catches Greed and Qi, the second one catches anger. What the other party catches is emotion, the evil heart!
At this moment, the sword master had to admit that Li Hao's fishing skills were indeed good.
Li Hao glanced at the sword master, and then threw the line again.
The sword master felt a little unnatural at this sight. He had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and was as lonely as snow, but when it came to fishing, he was still a climber. Now he actually felt a sense of competition and competition that he had not seen for a long time. Feel.
The sword master didn't speak, but his expression became serious.
Not long after, Li Hao raised the pole for the third time.
The one caught this time was Ao Jie just now.
Li Hao vomited blood. Is this dragon demon 100% hooked?
His fishing experience will only diminish if he catches the same prey, and he doesn’t want to catch this dragon monster again.
Can you give someone else the chance to take the bait?
Li Hao stared at Ao Jie, wondering whether to put him back into the dragon pool.
Ao Jie was alerted by Li Hao's eyes. He immediately noticed Li Hao's thoughts and hurriedly begged:
"Holy Son, spare your life. I promise I will never move again. I will just collapse inside. Even if the sky falls, I won't move again!"
After hearing this, Li Hao thought about it and released it again.
Time passed, and for a long time, at the fourth stroke, Li Hao and the sword master lifted the stick at the same time.
Seeing the remarkable fishing experience, Li Hao immediately knew that he would never catch Ao Jie again.
However, when the two dragon monsters were brought up, Li Hao still heard Ao Jie's voice, but it was on the sword master's fishing hook.
"Sword Master, please spare my life..."
Ao Jie looked miserable. He just sneezed and sucked the hook into his mouth!
Li Hao glanced at Ao Jie and was speechless. This dragon demon was really lucky to be able to survive until now.
The sword master said nothing, took off Ao Jie, threw it back into the dragon pond, and then swung the hook again.
The same was true for Li Hao, who failed to kill the dragon demon.
Not long afterward, the sword master took the bait one after another, and once caught two dragons at once.
In front of this sword cliff, the wails of the dragon demon sounded from time to time, and in front of the holy mountain, the fierce battle of the ten arenas was also continuing.
When the sun set in the west, the sword master also put away his fishing rod. In the end, he still slightly outperformed Li Hao in fishing times, catching seven times compared to Li Hao's six times.
"It's not early today, come back tomorrow."
The sword master said to Li Hao, with a rare smile on his face.
Today, this little guy actually made him feel a sense of urgency, which he hadn't felt for a long time.
"Um."
Li Hao nodded.
In the following days, the World War II competition in the ten arenas took turns, and Li Hao came to the sword cliff every day to accompany the sword master in fishing.
Li Hao has almost become old acquaintances with the dragon monsters in the dragon pond.
That day, while Li Hao was fishing, another young man came outside.
The sword master saw the other party and chuckled: "You are here, sit down."
This young man has a straight posture, but his clothes are simple. There is a rusty broken sword hanging on his waist. There is a sword mark on his forehead, and his light is restrained.
When the other party saw Li Hao, there was a hint of surprise in his calm and indifferent eyes. Apparently he didn't expect that there was anyone else here besides himself.
He didn't say anything, just walked to the edge of the sword cliff, took out a fishing rod from the space of heaven and earth, and soon he was fishing with bait and line.
"This is the Holy Son Wuhen, he is Qingfeng."
While the swordsman was fishing with his pole, he also said casually to the two of them.
Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen looked at each other. Qiu Wuhen's eyes moved slightly. The name Qingfeng seemed familiar. Soon, he remembered who it was and nodded slightly to Li Hao as a signal.
Li Hao also nodded in return, and the three of them went fishing quietly.
No one spoke, everyone was immersed in their own enjoyment.
As the rods were lifted one after another, Li Hao saw that there was actually a sword intent in the fishing line of the Wuhen Saint Son.
The sword is curved and casual, with a soft and sharp feeling.
But the opponent's softness is somewhat different from Lin Qingying's extreme softness. They are two kinds of swordsmanship.
Li Hao thought of the sword art in the ninth level of the sword tower, Qiansi Sword Rain Technique. It seemed that this was the book that the other party was practicing.
After practicing to the top, you can condense thousands of sword intentions, intertwining like rain, and can divide space.
"Wuhen borrowed the fishing enlightenment sword, you can try it in the future."
The sword master said to Li Hao: "Everything in the world can use this to understand their own martial arts."
He knew that Li Hao had extremely high levels of understanding and talent, so this could be regarded as a kind of practice guidance.
"Yeah." Li Hao nodded.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Qiu Wuhen's eyes moved slightly with his eyebrows lowered, and there was a hint of surprise in his heart. The sword master would actually say this to an alchemist?
Is it possible that in addition to refining alchemy, the other party also wants to show off in martial arts?
But grasping both ends in this way will inevitably lead to nothing. After all, it is difficult for most geniuses to reach the top in the martial arts, let alone being distracted from doing other things.
He retracted his thoughts and didn't think any more, his eyes focused on his fishing line.
…
After the second election, it will be the third election, which will last for nearly half a month.
It's all about doubles fighting, there's no defending, so the duel becomes much slower.
Li Hao still comes to Jianya for fishing every day. Sometimes the sword master is not around, so only Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen are here.
On the tenth day after receiving the Great Dao Sword Art, Li Hao came to Yaochi Peak.
Seeing Li Hao going up the mountain, Jiang Yingyue rushed over and brought Li Hao to Yaozu.
"The tenth day is here. How is your sword practice? Let me see how you practice." Yaozu sat on the holy platform, exuding a hazy and holy light, and said softly to Li Hao.
Li Hao nodded, picked up a sword from the sword stand next to him, and started practicing the Great Sword Art.
However, he restrained his sword intention and sword power, including the charm of the sword, and did not use the true-level Dao Sword Technique, otherwise the movement caused would be too great and too shocking.
Despite this, his swordsmanship is as smooth as he wants, deft and agile, and still reaches the level of dexterity.
Surprise appeared in Yaozu's plain eyes. He could master such a difficult and obscure sword technique to such an extent in just ten days, which shows that he is extremely talented in swordsmanship!
Next to her, Jiang Yingyue was shocked when she saw Li Hao displaying the dexterous Dao Sword Technique. However, she felt relieved again when she thought that Li Hao had ninety-seven levels of Dao Domain.
It seems that Li Hao's talent is higher than she imagined. In addition to his training, his talent in swordsmanship is not inferior to hers!
You know, within ten days, even she is not sure that she can practice this sword to such a dexterous and skillful level, unless she has the guidance of a semi-saint.
But Li Hao has not gone up the mountain for ten days.
"Did you realize it on your own, or did someone else give you guidance?"
Yaozu waited for Li Hao to finish practicing, then stared at him and asked.
Li Hao noticed the look of shock in Jiang Yingyue's eyes next to him, and wondered if he was overdoing it?
He immediately said honestly: "Qingying gave me some pointers."
Yaozu understood in his heart and said: "Even if you get guidance, it is extremely rare for you to make such progress yourself. Your swordsmanship talent can definitely enter the inner sect. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
"This matter is important and I would like to think more about it."
Li Hao said the refusal he had already thought about.
Yaozu's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised when he heard the excuse in Li Hao's words. It was rare for him to accept a disciple. Coupled with the environment of Yaochi Peak, many male disciples dreamed of joining Yaochi Peak.
However, Li Hao's polite refusal reminded her of Li Hao's eyes when he painted her, which were clear and pure, without any color of lust.
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, admiring Li Hao more and more, and said: "It doesn't matter, you can give me an answer at any time when you think about it, I can wait for you!"
The last few words seemed to have a slightly heavier tone, which made Li Hao understand how serious the other party was.
Li Hao felt ashamed. He originally borrowed the other party's warrant to go to the sword tower to collect the skills, but he had no intention of becoming a disciple.
"good."
Li Hao nodded. He could only find other ways to repay this matter in the future.
Jiang Yingyue was a little surprised when she heard that Li Hao actually declined her master, but then she thought that with Li Hao's talent and the 97th level of Dao realm, he most likely had a background. Could it be that he already had a master?
She suddenly understood, and suddenly felt that the identity of Qingfeng Alchemist seemed a bit suspicious.
However, the sword master didn't question it after seeing it, and it was not his turn to meddle in this matter.
…
After bidding farewell to Yaochi Peak, Li Hao continued his daily fishing at Jianya.
Half a month passed quickly. After a total of twenty days of screening, the list of the top 100 was finally released. The entire Holy Land was extremely lively, and countless disciples were in an uproar.
Being able to reach the top 100 among many geniuses is already the best among them. Among the first-rate forces outside, they are treated like direct disciples.
Everyone who made the list was quickly known to everyone and their fame spread.
As the top 100 battle list appeared, the battle platform on the top of the Holy Mountain was also raised.
In the next battle, the Son and the Saint will also participate, and they will be randomly matched. There may be a confrontation between two extremely powerful Sons on the first day!
The loser will have the opportunity to challenge again, and the top 16 will be determined based on points.
As the Battle of the Hundreds kicked off, Lin Qingying, who had been practicing sword mastering in the yard for many days, also got up and headed to the Holy Mountain.
This time, Li Hao followed Lin Shanhai and other alchemists, and there were still vacant seats.
In addition to the millions of outer sect disciples in the viewing area below, the defeated inner sect disciples also came here to watch the match. This was a rare opportunity to get a glimpse of the gap between them and the Saint Son and Saint Daughter.
"Look, that's the Sword Master. The Sword Master is here in person."
On the top of the Holy Mountain, three arenas are built high, surrounded by magic circles.
When everyone arrived, a middle-aged man with his hands on his back, covered in white snow clothes, slowly descended over the battlefield.
His figure was majestic, and the void he was in seemed to be slightly fissuring, with countless sword energy flickering.
Including its soft sleeves, it gives people a sharp and cut feeling, which cannot be looked directly at.
Li Hao stared slightly, this is the strongest person in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, the Sword Master!
There is no other prefix, only a simple two-word title, but it reveals the uniqueness and supremeness!
In addition to the personal arrival of the Sword Master, there are three more Semi-Saints such as Yaozu, each living in one place in the air. They do not cover up their auras, and are affected by their holy will in various places, showing various strange phenomena. elephant.
For example, behind the mountain ancestor, there is a shadow like a towering giant peak reaching the sky.
But behind Yaozu, there is an ethereal and illusory Yaochi Holy Platform.
Behind the other half-saints, some were emitting thunder, while others were condensing red flames, making the void red.
Such a powerful oppressive aura caused all the top 100 geniuses present to hold their breath slightly. All the saints and saints came here, and their eyes were not as indifferent as before, but were particularly solemn.
(End of chapter)