Ning Fan seemed to have turned into a sculpture, sitting on the shore of the island, motionless. .
But when the water ripples moved slightly, the dragon bait had been eaten by the dragon soul.
Ning Fan was not in a hurry to catch the dragon soul. He just repeatedly reeled in the line, baited the fish, threw the rod, and allowed the dragon bait to be eaten again.
His gaze became deeper and deeper, as if he could see the satisfied expressions of the dragon souls underwater.
"Bait, is it delicious..." Ning Fan said to himself as if he was sighing.
Half a day has passed since the second day of the conference.
Night has fallen, the moon is dim, Ning Fan is dressed in white, sitting alone in the night.
When there were only a few dragon bait left, he threw all the dragon bait directly into the water, but it caused several dragon souls to fight and fight under the water.
The dragon bait was exhausted, so he did not buy the dragon bait. He just hung the empty hook and waited.
Without the dragon bait, the dragon souls finally dispersed after waiting to no avail. There is no longer a dragon biting the hook here, no more dragon disturbing Ning Fan's state of mind.
The dragon soul here seemed to have grown up and had its mouth in its mouth. It knew the benefits of dragon bait, and also knew that Ning Fan had no more dragon bait.
The dragon souls swam to the islands where other monks were and began to steal the dragon bait.
Some succeeded, some failed, and the losers were naturally caught.
This night, many monks who participated in the meeting gained something, and most of these gains were thanks to Ning Fan.
All this has nothing to do with Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's heart seemed to have turned into gentle water waves without any ripples.
He looked at the dragon souls who had thrown themselves into the trap, and seemed to see himself, like all living beings.
On the first day, he fished for the dragon like crazy, which could easily determine the death of the dragon soul.
On the second day, he spared the dragon from death and raised it with bait, which could determine the life of the dragon's soul.
But in this life, most endings are still dead ends...
This is just like cultivating Taoism. God can easily decide the death of a person, but he uses immortality and Taoism as bait to lure all living beings to practice Taoism.
Those who do not get the bait cannot transcend life and death.
The immortals who got the bait thought they were beyond life and death, but most of them still perished.
The monks who take the first step of cultivating the path are limited by their life span, and the immortals who take the second step of cultivating the path are limited by the major and minor tribulations.
As long as we are still restricted by heaven and earth, we are not truly transcending the constraints of heaven and earth.
Immortals are people who stand on the mountain, but even if they stand on the mountain, there is still a sky above their heads and a piece of earth under their feet... This mountain is still trapped in the cage of heaven and earth...
The person holding the bait is the fisherman, and the ones fighting for the bait are the swimming fish.
At this moment, Ning Fan holds the bait, and he is the fisherman. The dragon souls fight for the bait and die because of the bait.
If Tao is the bait, all living beings will be like fish and dragons, competing with each other, and the heaven and earth will be like fishermen.
Ning Fan looked up at the sky and remained silent.
If heaven and earth were fishermen, if immortality and Tao were really bait, he would not want to imitate most people, running around for bait and dying for bait.
He doesn't want to be a fish to be slaughtered by others, he doesn't want to be fished out by others, he wants to be the fisherman who controls the life and death of the fish.
"If you want to be a fisherman, you must first understand the way of fishing...A fisherman should hide in the river, lay bait invisible, and kill people silently..."
At this moment, a mysterious light rose in Ning Fan's eyes. There was reality in the void, and death in the life.
And his body gradually began to fade, and the fishing rods, fishing lines, and fishing hooks in his hands also began to fade...
At the end of the night, at dawn, Ning Fan's body became as pale as a mirage.
Late at night on the third day, Ning Fan's body had completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"Uh, where did fellow Daoist Bai Mu go?" Several old monsters asked in surprise.
The explosion on the first day, the silence on the second day, the disappearance on the third day...
The actions of the first two days were all to understand the way of fishing and prepare for the third day.
Ordinary people would not know where Ning Fan went.
The monks who were broken five or above could tell that Ning Fan actually didn't go anywhere. He was still sitting where he was. He just hid his figure and the fishing rod together, so that ordinary people couldn't see it.
Only the three scattered demons could see that Ning Fan's invisibility process had undergone three extremely mysterious changes.
Ning Fan's body changes from reality to reality, from reality to life, from life to death... His body changes between reality and reality, and his breath lingers between life and death.
He is clearly sitting here, but he seems to be integrated with the entire dragon pond, as if he does not exist, and his aura is like a dead thing.
This kind of thing can be done even by the three scattered demons of the Demon Soul Alliance, but they will never be able to do it more perfectly than Ning Fan.
Ning Fan seemed to have really disappeared.
Except for the power of yin and yang on the hook, the two dragons of Yin and Yang will not notice at all. Someone has set the hook here and is waiting for them to take the bait.
Ning Fan did not need any other dragon bait, and directly drew out the purest yin and yang power from the yin and yang lock, guided it into the fishing rod, and transmitted it to the fishing hook.
For Yin and Yang dragons, this ray of Yin and Yang power will be more powerful than any dragon bait.
At first they didn't dare to take the bait, but eventually they sensed Ning Fan's presence. Although they wanted to eat the dragon bait, they didn't dare to take the bait.
When Ning Fan disappeared, the two dragons no longer concealed their true feelings, and started fighting under the dragon pond for the pure power of yin and yang.
Ning Fan was still waiting. When the fight between the two dragons reached a critical moment, he made the hook break into two and caught the two dragons in one fell swoop!
The dragon fishing results on the first day were normal.
The second day is to waste hundreds of dragon baits and let go of hundreds of dragon souls in order to understand the way of fishing and understand the key to fishing for dragons.
Laying out the bait of yin and yang, possessing purple luck, hiding in the dark and waiting.
Once the two dragons of Yin and Yang let down their guard, start fighting, and start swallowing bait, they can achieve success in one fell swoop.
"It's a bit strange. Why has Ancestor Baimu not gained anything since the second day..."
"Tell me, Ancestor Baimu no longer wants to catch ordinary dragon souls, but wants to catch the legendary Yin-Yang Dragon Soul?"
"Fellow Taoist, don't be ridiculous. No one has caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul for millions of years. How could Patriarch Baimu ask for trouble to catch such a difficult-to-catch Yin-Yang Dragon Soul?"
On the jade platforms around the dragon pond, many monks were talking in low voices.
All nine demon emperors were silent, and everyone's thoughts were focused on Ning Fan.
He Shixiu used his spiritual mind to detect Ning Fan's actions, his eyes showing a hint of impatience.
"Sakumu is so mysterious, what on earth is he doing..."
"Speaking of which, why is it so difficult to catch the Yin Dragon and the Yang Dragon... My luck is already close to purple, and a secret medicine is used on the dragon bait, but I still can't catch the Yin Dragon and the Yang Dragon..."
"Without the Yin-Yang Dragon Ball, the level of obtaining the map would have been very dangerous. It would be troublesome..."
More than half of the third day has passed, and when the last night is over, the dragon fishing conference will be over.
How could He Shixiu not be in a hurry? The time left for him was less than half a day.
He originally came to fish for the Yin Dragon and the Yang Dragon with confidence, but now, this confidence has long been exhausted.
"Could it be said that even my half-purple luck is not enough to catch the two dragons of Yin and Yang!"
The night faded away little by little, the sky turned white little by little, and He Shixiu's heart sank little by little.
Not only did they not catch the Yin and Yang dragons in this dragon fishing competition, they even caught fewer ordinary dragon souls than Ning Fan.
He Shixiu couldn't accept this result, but he had to accept it.
"In half an hour, the conference will be over... Damn it, do you have to have first-class luck to catch the two dragons of Yin and Yang!"
While he was talking to himself like this, his eyes were suddenly startled.
Not only was He Shixiu showing a shocked look, but countless monks in the entire Yanglong Pond and the jade platforms on all sides showed shocking looks at this moment!
But Ning Fan, who was originally invisible, appeared at this moment!
And on the sea where the night was still lingering, a dazzling aurora suddenly flashed!
Within that aurora, there is a kind of power that looks at the sun and the moon!
At the point where the power is dispersed, the shadows of the sun and the moon rise together in the sky, and the vision soars to the sky!
And two extremely frightening and angry dragon roars penetrated the water from the deepest part of the Dragon Raising Pond and spread throughout the entire Dragon Raising Pond!
Roar!
"This...this is the cry of the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul! As the Dragon Fishing Conference is about to end, someone actually caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul! Who is it!"
"It's Ancestor Baimu! It was him who caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul and caught two dragons at once, but he couldn't successfully pull the two dragons out of the sea for the time being!"
There were screams of exclamation from all directions.
He Shixiu's eyes were dull, as if he had been greatly shocked.
"Why can Bai Mu catch the two dragons of Yin and Yang? Does he really have purple luck?"
"Nie Zhan, what a powerful force!"
Ning Fan stepped on the island shore and pulled Taigong Diao fiercely, trying to pull the Yin and Yang Dragons out of the water, but he couldn't.
The two dragons of Yin and Yang have huge bodies, are still struggling, and are extremely powerful.
Even with Ning Fan's strength, he couldn't catch two giant dragons at once.
The strength of these two giant dragons is extremely great, comparable to that of imperial beasts. Under the dying struggle, their strength increased by several percent.
"Suppress the Dragon!"
Ning Fan quietly activated the dragon-suppressing power on the fishing hook without anyone noticing.
After activating Taigong Diao's dragon-suppressing magical power, the Yin and Yang dragons that were roaring into the sky suddenly screamed in unison and were pulled out of the water by Ning Fan.
Those were two huge dragon souls measuring 30,000 feet, one black and one white!
The black dragon is the yin dragon, and the white dragon is the yang dragon!
The eyes of the two dragons were frightened and could not be understood, and the dragon's body was severely injured by the dragon-suppressing magical power, and its blood flowed freely.
If it wasn't for the purpose of retaining the souls of the two dragons to devour them, Ning Fan could directly use Taigong Diao's magical power to kill the two dragons instantly.
At this moment, the old Yuan Huang suddenly stood up, his eyes shocked and moved.
The other two scattered demons also stood up one after another, but their eyes looked at the Yin and Yang Dragons with salivation.
Among the old monsters present, these two stray monsters were not the only ones who looked greedily at the Yin and Yang Dragons.
There are Yin-Yang Dragon Balls in the body of the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul. One dragon ball can increase the demon-hui power by 50,000 yuan, and two can increase the demon-hui power by 100,000 yuan.
The Yin Yang Dragon Soul itself is only a first-grade dragon soul, not worth mentioning.
Some have fiery eyes and some are greedy, but no one takes action for the Yin Yang Dragon Ball.
The old Fox Emperor and the old Red Emperor were already at the level of dispersing demons, so swallowing dragon beads was useless.
Except for the two scattered demons, the other powerful men all took advantage of the reputation of Yuandian and Lilong and did not dare to seize the treasure from Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's eyes were slightly relaxed, no one was trying to seize the treasure, it couldn't be better.
As soon as he put away the fishing rod, he took away the Yin and Yang Dragon Balls from the two giant dragons and sealed the two dragon souls into the sealed pot.
Li Long had already come across the sea to protect Ning Fan, not allowing anyone to take away Ning Fan's treasure.
"Haha... I can't believe it, I can't believe it! The Yin and Yang twin dragons that no one has caught for millions of years have been caught again. It's really rare."
The Old Fox Emperor and the Old Red Emperor put away their salivating expressions and sat back in their seats, their expressions returning to normal.
The old Yuan Huang also gradually put away his excitement and sat back in his seat with an unabashed smile on his face.
Now that Ning Fan has caught the Yin and Yang Dragon Ball, he can use the dragon ball to heal his injuries. For him, it couldn't be better.
"This Bai Mu's luck is really unbelievable. It seems that he is most likely to have purple luck..." The old Yuan Emperor was amazed and envious at the same time.
Purple luck is very rare. If Ning Fan has such a strong luck, he will encounter more opportunities than ordinary people on his way to cultivation.
"He caught the Yin Yang Dragon Ball..." He Shixiu showed an extremely complicated look.
He didn't want Ning Fan to obtain such a valuable treasure, but no matter what, Ning Fan was the helper invited by the little demon girl and would go together to get the map.
Ning Fan's acquisition of the Yin-Yang Dragon Ball can be regarded as reducing a lot of difficulty in overcoming that level. Perhaps it is a good thing...
"It would be great if I fished out the Yin-Yang Dragon Ball. I am not far away from breaking through the broken six realms. If there is a dragon ball..."
Yun Youmu laughed to himself. He smiled because he didn't know that Ning Fan's luck was so powerful before.
Li Long was very proud. He was proud that his master had caught the Yin Yang Dragon Ball that countless people dreamed of.
"The master must have purple luck!" Li Long firmly believed.
As the sun sets in the east, the last traces of night finally dissipate.
With the arrival of dawn, the Dragon Fishing Conference has truly come to an end.
Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief, crossed his legs on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the dragon fishing meeting to end.
He did not continue fishing for dragons.
His luck was so strong that he had already caught almost all the dragon souls that had dragon beads. There were very few dragon souls left, and most of them had no dragon beads, so there was no value in fishing anymore.
The Yin Yang Dragon Ball has been obtained, which is enough.
With these two dragon balls around, the risk is much less when helping the little demon girl get the map.
Before leaving the demon world, he can use the power of these two dragon balls to completely repair the old Yuan Emperor's demon soul and return the favor of the old Yuan Emperor.
After taking the map, if he swallows these two dragon balls, Ning Fan's cultivation will skyrocket.
It should be noted that Ning Fan is an ancient god. For him, swallowing a Yin-Yang Dragon Ball can increase mana by 100,000 Yuan, not 50,000 Yuan.
"The dragon ball has been obtained, it's almost time to leave the demon world..."
Ning Fan estimated that the Yi Xiang Dan would expire within a few days, and it was almost time to leave.
On the jade platforms on all sides, countless monks were talking, and the things they talked about were all related to Ning Fan.
In this dragon fishing competition, Ning Fan caught the largest number of dragon souls and dragon beads, and also caught the Yin and Yang Dragon Balls. His results were unparalleled.
On the jade platform to the east, the mysterious man wrapped in a thick cloak had a jealous expression on his face at this moment.
"Damn it, this fake Baimu has caught so many dragon souls, so many dragon beads, even the Yin and Yang Dragon Balls that no one has been able to catch for millions of years... I am the real Baimu, and these things should be It belongs to me!"
No one knows that this cloaked man with his head hidden and his tail exposed is the real ancestor of the White Feather Tribe - Bai Mu.
This person has a Qingyang body, which is one of the seven yang bodies. He is unhappy with all his daughters. He has done many evil things and was once expelled from the clan.
This person's combat power was low, and he was at the bottom among his peers. He was often tortured and hunted down by people who jumped above his level.
This person was once hunted down by the Xuanhe clan leader and almost died. During the healing process, I met Chenghuang Longzi, a member of the Huanglong tribe, and worshiped him as my master.
This person was planning to expose Ning Fan's identity after reuniting with Cheng Huang, and use Cheng Huang's intimidation to take away all opportunities from Ning Fan.
He wanted to take away the Star Stone, Broken Seven Servants, everything.
It's a pity that Cheng Huang Longzi didn't show up for a long time, so he didn't dare to challenge Ning Fan alone.
Seeing Ning Fan borrowing his name again and fishing for countless dragon souls and dragon beads, he was jealous and envious, but there was nothing he could do.
"Why hasn't Longzi come yet! If Longzi were here, with his prestige, he could just ask the fake Baimu for the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl and the Star Stone. The fake Baimu would definitely not dare to disobey. After all, who would dare to violate the rules of the demon cultivator in the lower world? A monk from the upper realm?"
"Ryuko, Ryuko, why aren't you here yet? If you don't come, the Dragon Fishing Conference will be over, and fake Bai Mu might leave..."
"Ryuko, come on, let's grab all the fake Shiraki stuff together!"
"Longzi, hurry up, the Dragon Fishing Conference is about to end with only the last stick of incense left!"
"Ryuuko, where are you! Come back quickly!"
The man in the cloak was really worried.
He almost wanted to kneel down and pray. While he was anxious, he suddenly saw a huge dragon-shaped formation appearing in the sky.
The formation pattern was dark yellow, and the moment the formation pattern appeared, the man in the cloak was overjoyed.
"This is the unique formation pattern of the Yellow Dragon Clan in the lower realm. I have seen Long Zi use this formation pattern to descend to the lower realm. I have seen it!"
"It's Ryuko who's here, it's Ryuko who's coming to deal with the fake Shiraki with me! Haha, finally Ryuko's waiting is here!"
The cloaked man sneered a few times, his eyes flashing green.
Although the formation pattern has appeared, it will still take about a hundred breaths for the transmission to be completed.
The man in the cloak couldn't wait any longer. Anyway, if he had another hundred breaths, he would have Long Zi as his backer. At this moment, he was so confident that he dared to scold him even when faced with the scattered demon.
"Bai Mu, come and die for me!"
He pretended to shout loudly, and used the cultivation of Broken Void Second Heaven to fly up from the jade platform, standing on the sky, looking down at all living beings.
At this moment, the Huanglong clan's teleportation formation appeared in the sky, shocking countless monks.
Many old monsters were surprised at the lower realm of the Huanglong tribe, when suddenly they saw a man with a broken cloak jumping out, speaking arrogantly, and causing Ning Fan to die.
"The high demons of the Yellow Dragon Clan are about to descend to the lower realm. Are they here to watch the Dragon Fishing Conference?"
"Well, who is this cloaked man? Although he is an old monster from Suixu, he is only from the second level of Suixu. Why do you dare to challenge Ancestor Baimu?"
The moment the Huanglong clan's lower realm formations appeared, the old Yuanhuang's eyes were stern, while Tan Zixin became nervous.
Tan Zixin was nervous about Ning Fan. She knew that the Huanglong clan came to the lower world this time, most likely with bad intentions, and they were probably seeking revenge for Huanglong.
"Are they here to deal with Senior Baimu? No, Senior Baimu is in danger..."
Tan Zixin was worried about Ning Fan when she suddenly heard the voice of a cloaked man provoking Ning Fan, and her beautiful eyes darkened.
"Who is this person and why are you yelling at Senior Bai Mu!"
When he saw the Huanglong clan's formation pattern appearing in the sky, Lilong was slightly surprised, but he didn't pay too much attention.
Naturally, he didn't know that Ning Fan killed Long Zi Chenghuang, and these Huanglong clan masters came for Ning Fan.
But when he saw a Broken Second cultivator speaking arrogant words to Ning Fan, Li Long's eyes became furious.
His master can be provoked by anyone!
Ning Fan stood up and his eyes turned cold.
There is no need to guess the reason why the masters of the Yellow Dragon Clan went down to the lower world. Most of them came to take advantage of the Yellow River.
Regardless of the masters of the Huanglong clan, who is this cloaked man and why he is provoking himself for no reason.
With a leap of body, Ning Fan flew up into the clouds, looking at each other from a thousand feet away from the cloaked man.
"Who are you!" Ning Fan asked.
"You ask me who I am? Haha, who do you think I am? Who do you think I can be!"
The man in the cloak suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly opened his cloak.
"Who do you think I am, and I want to ask you who you are! I am Bai Mu, the ancestor of the White Feather Tribe. What is your intention in sneaking into Tianyuan City under my identity? I will give you three breaths to catch all the dragon souls, Give me the dragon beads and the ten star stones you obtained, and give me your broken seven slaves, and I will forgive you for the crime of falsehood. Otherwise, when Huang Longzi arrives from the upper realm, you fake white wood will definitely die!"
While he was speaking, his eyes were constantly flashing with cyan light, filled with blazing Yang energy.
His words reached the ears of countless people, making many of them look strange.
Is Ning Fan a fake Bai Mu? Is this cloaked man Mashiroki?
Everyone doesn't know who is real and who is fake. Everyone only knows that it is a stupid act for a monk from the Second Layer of Broken Void to provoke Ning Fan.
Ning Fan himself can sweep across the Sui Er Realm, and he has Sui Qi servants who are closely related to Yuandian.
Regardless of whether Ning Fan is Bai Mu or not, this cloaked man is not someone he can provoke.
Ning Fan originally wanted to raise his hand and kill the cloaked man, but when he saw the green Yang energy in the man's eyes, he was slightly startled.
"This is...the body of Qingyang!"
There is no place to look for after wearing iron shoes, and another seven-yang body comes to the door. There is no reason not to accept it.
But listening to the words of the man in the cloak, it seems that this man is the real Bai Mu, and he is pretending to be this man...
Mashiroki's words revealed a lot of information.
He met Chenghuang, and he came here for the Star Stone...
Ning Fan suddenly figured out something.
Before killing Chenghuang that day, Chenghuang firmly believed that he was not Bai Mu, and asked for the Star Stone of the Baiyu clan. It turned out to be this reason.
Cheng Huang and Zhen Bai Mu were in the same group, so of course they knew that Ning Fan couldn't be Bai Mu.
I just don’t know if this group of Huanglong monks who borrowed the formation patterns to travel to the lower realm are also with Mashiroki.
But it seems that Mashiroki still doesn't know that Chenghuang is dead.
"Bold! How can you be allowed to act recklessly at the Dragon Fishing Conference held by Yuandian! For the sake of being a strong Xuxu Shatterer, if you leave like this, I will not hold you accountable for disrupting the conference!"
Elder Zhou Nan led four Yuandian Suixu and flew towards Ning Fan, surrounding Zhen Baimu, and everyone glared at Zhen Baimu.
"Yuan Palace? In my eyes, Yuan Palace is nothing! You know who the owner of this seat is! The owner of this seat is the majestic dragon son of the Huanglong Clan - Chenghuang! Everyone, please look at the sky above Many people must know that this formation pattern is unique to the Huanglong clan's lower realm formation... Haha, my master, Cheng Huang Longzi, is about to use the formation pattern to come to Tianyuan. He is here to help. I’m going to deal with fake Shiraki!”
The cloaked man's words caused countless monks to burst into uproar.
No one cares about who is the real Baimu and who is the fake Baimu. After all, Baimu is not a popular product. It has a very bad reputation. If it weren't for Ning Fan, Baimu's name would not spread throughout the demon world.
But what people care about is that the man in the cloak is actually the demon servant of Long Zi in the upper world, and he also invited monks from the Yellow Dragon tribe to deal with Ning Fan...
The formation patterns in the sky cannot be faked, and most of what the cloaked man said is true.
He really invited the Huanglong tribe to deal with Ning Fan!
"I didn't expect that at the end of the Dragon Fishing Conference, something like this would happen...real and fake Baimu, Huanglong intervened..." Some old monsters whispered.
The discussion had just begun when suddenly everything fell silent.
Because the yellow dragon pattern in the sky suddenly flashed at this moment, emitting millions of rays of light and condensing into a deep yellow gate.
The gate of the realm opened, and hundreds of strong men from the Huanglong tribe walked out of the gate. The leaders were actually four scattered demons!
"Who is Shiraki!"
The leader was a loose demon, wearing earth-yellow demon armor, with white hair, and eyes filled with monstrous rage.
He shouted coldly, and the whole city was filled with deathly silence!
"Reporting to the superior demon, the villain is Bai Mu! I wonder where Chenghuang Longzi is, why didn't you see him?"
With an extremely proud expression, Mashiromu walked through the air and flew towards this large group of Huanglong experts.
That expression seemed to want to show off to the strong men in the city how powerful his backer was.
"Four loose demons, four loose demons! Be good! Prince Chenghuang has brought so many people. Not to mention snatching away the fake white wood, even bloodbathing several demon palaces is a piece of cake!"
Mashiromu excitedly walked towards the demon armor Sanyao, not realizing how huge the murderous intent was in this Sanyao's eyes.
"Are you Bai Mu? Haha, you still dare to ask me, where is Chenghuang... I would like to ask you, who gave you the courage to kill Chenghuang! I want to cut you into pieces !”
The demon armor San Yao suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the fake white wood.
This finger only used three thirds of demonic power, but it was enough to kill the monks from the second level of Shattering Void ten times. .
With one finger, the earth-yellow demonic fire filled the sky, with endless murderous intent, directly frightened Mashiroki's face and turned pale.
"What's going on! What's going on! Why are you, a strong man from the Yellow Dragon Clan, attacking me! How could this happen!!!" (To be continued.)
