"But where can we find a strong person in this short period of time?"
Wu Hongxue frowned and said, "We in the Western Sect have countless strong people, but none of them are in the Misty Sea."
"Let's try our luck."
The pretty woman said.
She turned to look around.
Suddenly, her sight stopped not far away.
"Look at that, do you think that fish is strange?"
What she saw was a white carp.
The white carp was playing with a group of fish in the sea.
This scene also made others feel weird.
A carp actually ran into the misty sea?
This is not normal in any way.
Especially, they couldn't feel the slightest bit of monk aura in this carp.
On the other hand, the fish around this carp are all very powerful.
"Let's go over and have a look."
The group of people flew in the direction of the carp.
The closer they got to the carp, the colder the temperature felt, which was really weird.
"You little guys are so brave."
Not long after flying, a voice reached their ears.
They looked down and found a lone boat below, with an old fishing man sitting on it.
"Who is this senior?"
No one is without eyesight.
As soon as they looked at the old fisherman, they felt that he was quite extraordinary.
"Be quiet."
The old man said.
To a few people, this old man was obviously more important than a fish, and he was probably a hidden master.
At the moment, they all stopped by the boat, waiting quietly for the old man to speak.
About half a minute later, the white carp completely moved away and disappeared into the sea.
The old man then said: "You little guys, do you know that you almost got into a big disaster?"
"Are you in big trouble?"
"We didn't do anything, how could we get into trouble?"
Some people are confused and some are dissatisfied.
"Please give me some advice, senior."
On the contrary, the pretty woman is more modest.
"Let me ask you, have you seen a white carp before and still want to catch it?"
The old man said.
"Exactly, senior, is there something unique about that white carp?"
the pretty woman asked.
"It is the Ice Saint."
The old man said word by word.
"What? Is it the Ice Saint?"
All the monks present were shocked.
"Yes, if you really wanted to catch it just now, you would have turned into corpses now."
The old man said.
"The Ice Saint is actually a carp?"
This is the first time that the pretty woman and others know about this matter.
"Xuan Jiutian is just an ordinary carp."
The old man said: "Later, I accidentally ate spiritual grass and opened my spiritual wisdom, so I embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
Other carps, in order to become stronger, would choose to jump over the dragon gate and turn into a dragon. Only Xuan Jiutian sticks to his true nature, does not think carps are inferior, and always remains a carp.
Since ancient times, great perseverance often leads to great achievements. This was the case for Xuan Jiutian. In the end, he overcame obstacles step by step and became the Holy Saint of Jade Fruit. "
Everyone present heard this with excitement.
The deeds of Ice Saint are truly legendary.
And a carp can persevere like this and become a saint. As more intelligent and advanced beings, how can they feel sorry for themselves?
"Senior, the Ice Saint's true form is actually a carp. Very few people in the world know this truth. I wonder who this senior is, that he actually knows such secrets?"
the pretty woman asked.
"Everyone in the world calls me an angler."
The old man said.
"Angler?"
Everyone was stunned at first.
Then, their eyes widened.
"Are you the Fishing Saint?"
Wu Hongxue said hurriedly.
There are many monks in this world who are called "anglers", but there is only one such mysterious and extremely powerful fisherman, and that is the lower-level saint, the Fishing Saint.
Moreover, I heard that this Fishing Saint once fought with the Ice Saint and was defeated by the Ice Saint.
Later, the Ice Saint became a Jade Fruit Saint, and the gap between the two sides became even greater.
"good."
The old man nodded and sighed: "In the past, Xuan Jiutian and I had a fateful battle for the fruit position, and as you know, I lost.
The winner will achieve the Jade Fruit Status, while the loser will only survive. "
Everyone was silent.
They are not qualified to evaluate this most holy battle, nor do they dare to evaluate it.
"Do you want to watch the unprecedented battle between Lin Zhimo and Xuan Jiutian?"
The old man then smiled.
"yes."
No one denied it.
"Meeting is fate, just follow me."
The old man said.
The group of people followed the Fishing Saint and flew towards the depths of the Misty Sea.
They flew for half an hour and finally stopped on an island.
They are not the only ones on this island, there are many other monks on the island.
"Fishing Saint, you're fine."
A man in purple chuckled.
Seeing this man in purple, Wu Hongxue and others felt their hearts tremble.
With just one glance, they knew that the man in purple was the famous Thunder Saint.
"Thunder Saint is also here to watch the battle?"
The Fishing Saint smiled back and then asked.
"How can you miss such a great battle?"
Lei Sheng said: "I don't know what Yu Sheng thinks of this battle?"
"I don't know Lin Zhizun, but I know Xuan Jiutian very well."
Yusheng sighed: "In short, I can't think of what Lin Zhizun can rely on to defeat Xuan Jiutian."
Lei Sheng also agreed: "This time, Lin Zhizun was really impulsive, but it is understandable. Ice Saint ran directly to the Black Flag Army and injured Lin Mu and Xu Chongshan. How could Lin Mu not be angry."
A group of monks are waiting here.
Black Flag Barracks.
"The ninth state of mind is taken to the next level."
Suddenly, Lin Mu opened his eyes.
After seven days of practice, he finally fully digested the harvest on Heshan Mountain.
Ninth, observe the state of mind and make further progress.
Although the same state of mind has not been divided into hierarchies since ancient times, Lin Mu has been in the ninth view for a long time and clearly feels that this state has clear distinctions between strong and weak.
According to his calculations, the ninth state of mind should have nine levels in total.
Before, he should have been in the second level.
Now he breaks through again and enters the third level.
"I wonder what level Dou Sheng is on?"
Lin Mu was thoughtful.
"Forget it, it's time to go to Piaomiaohai."
Lin Mu came out of seclusion.
Misty sea.
Time keeps passing.
However, Lin Mu never showed up.
"This seven-day appointment was clearly made by Lin Zhizun himself. Why hasn't he come yet?"
The pretty woman wrinkled her nose and said.
"Isn't it because you are afraid of the Ice Saint that you don't come?"
Wu Hongxue speculated.
"I think that's very possible."
Another monk said: "Maybe he was just impulsive at first, so he challenged the Ice Saint. But after he calmed down, he felt that he could not be the Ice Saint's opponent, so he regretted it."
Hearing their discussion, the Fishing Saint was speechless.
"I have heard that there is a saying in common folk saying that the emperor should not be in a hurry and the eunuchs should be in a hurry."
The Fishing Saint shook his head and said, "It's still half a day before the end of today. Why are you so anxious?"
The pretty woman said angrily, "Yisheng Sheng, you are a eunuch among the younger generation."
The Fishing Saint laughed.
Halfway through his laughter, he suddenly stood up: "Here he comes!" On the other side, Lei Sheng also stared sharply: "Lin Mu is here, this unprecedented battle is finally about to begin."
