Chapter 953: Fishing in Temple River, Eight Immortals

Damn it, I can see at a glance that you are not human!

Xu Xiaoshou was so frightened by the water ghost's kick that his soul almost jumped out.

Fortunately, he never trusted strangers.

After deceiving people all day long, he finally maxed out his anti-fraud skills. In his early alertness, he stooped to one side and managed to dodge this kick as if he had a stress reaction.

"Can you hide from this?"

The water ghost was stunned. He really didn't expect that Xu Xiaoshou, who had completely let down his guard and even retorted, was still so wary.

He used his kick to shatter the afterimage of Xu Xiaoshou's body that he had pulled out with his quick reaction, but when he saw this guy quickly retreating, the undisguised expression on his face was... not a counterattack, but an emotion of escape!

There is no doubt that Xu Xiaoshou's strongest escape method is the mysterious "disappearance ability".

This guy is going to be invisible again!

"Certainly!"

The water ghost failed to hit the target, so he pinched it with his left hand, which directly aroused the water in the body of the young man on the opposite side.

There was a buzzing sound, and Xu Xiaoshou's head felt dizzy. He felt that his body suddenly lost control and began to shake violently and completely uncontrollably.

This made him feel like there was more than one pot of boiling water in his body, which was very uncomfortable.

At the same time, the idea of ​​activating the "disappearance technique" that subconsciously appeared in his mind was also forcibly interrupted.

"Under sneak attack, passive value, +1."

The information bar jumped again.

It seemed that the water ghost's attacks, even if they were very close in front of him, were not at a speed that Xu Xiaoshou could react to at his current level. Every time he was struck by the water ghost, he was judged as a sneak attack by the system.

"The response is good, but that's all. Combat awareness still needs more training."

The water ghost praised expressionlessly, and changed the seal technique with his left hand without any pause.

The next second, Xu Xiaoshou, who was still struggling against the dangerous state of boiling water in his body, felt a sudden emptiness in his body.

It was as if something suddenly disappeared, causing his mind to suddenly become empty. The thought of activating the "Disappearance Technique" that had been gathered back in time was terminated once again.

"Ghost hands!"

The water ghost drank lightly and moved his left hand forward.

Xu Xiaoshou watched helplessly as the clothes on his chest tore open, and a scarlet bloody hand formed from his own blood and water extended out from his body.

The hand of blood and water came out from the chest without causing any substantial damage, but it grabbed Xu Xiaoshou's neck and pulled him hard towards the water ghost.

"Click rub rub."

Xu Xiaoshou took a few steps forward in great discomfort. This move was not his intention at all.

But after encountering the control of the ghost hand, he finally understood why the people he met before were so frightened after being controlled by the ghost hand.

This is truly a state of being in bed while awake during the day!

The body is completely controlled by the unknown. This kind of disadvantageous situation without self-control, if you have not suffered or experienced it in advance, you naturally have no countermeasures...

The human body is completely uncontrollable!

You can only let others decide!

"Think carefully about how you would respond next time you encounter this situation.

"After all, not every enemy is willing to give you a chance to speak. For example, I have seen Rao Yaoyao being teased."

The water ghost raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Xu Xiaoshou who was walking towards him. He didn't even raise his feet and just waited quietly.

Then, seeing the latter facing him, he unceremoniously stretched out his right hand that he had been hiding and stuffed something into Xu Xiaoshou's mouth.

The Holy Emperor Dragon Scale of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon!

Xu Xiaoshou could clearly see everything he encountered in his "perception", but he had not yet recovered from his helplessness and panic.

The ability of the water ghost is too weird.

This guy seems to have been staying at the bottom of Guyin Cliff and witnessed how he deceived Rao Yaoyao, so he didn't give him any chance.

Under such circumstances, the true shortcomings of his master's cultivation were fully exposed when facing the powerful Taixu.

Not enough!

Absolutely not enough!

As long as the water ghost wants to, he can kill himself at any time!

While Xu Xiaoshou was panicking, he also didn't understand why the water ghost did these useless things and stuffed the Holy Emperor's dragon scales into his mouth.

What is the purpose of this?

"You don't want to use your 'disappearance spell' now, and you don't want to leave Guyin Cliff. On the contrary, you see your own weakness and are determined to become stronger. You want to take risks and explore the opportunities at the bottom of Guyin Cliff. "As if instilling will, the water ghost finished these absurd words seriously.

Before Xu Xiaoshou could mock him, he felt the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale in his mouth tremble slightly and glow with a faint black light.

Then, the will imposed by the water ghost actually appeared in his mind.

"He is right, I am indeed too weak...

"Objectively speaking, he can control my destiny now, but he doesn't kill me. He is really not a bad person...

"So, most of what he said is probably credible. There should indeed be an opportunity for the Eight Masters to give to me at the bottom of Guyin Cliff. I should go down..."

When Xu Xiaoshou was in a state of confusion, he didn't realize that he should activate the "disappearance technique" at this time to completely erase traces from this world.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds between Guyin Cliff.

"Being bewitched, passive value, +1."

The information bar jumped, and the word "bewitch" suddenly broke up the messy thoughts in Xu Xiaoshou's mind.

"No, the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale is interfering with my will!" Xu Xiaoshou's face was filled with shock.

At this time, he turned his back to the water ghost, who seemed to be completely unable to see his expression and was still imposing his will on himself:

"Come on, you are very brave. You really want to go to the place where you rise at this moment, so you want to take the first step in your life."

I miss your sister!

Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to turn around, fearing that he would be discovered to be abnormal, but he kicked back with the force of thunder and kicked hard, making a dragon's tail swing.

The water ghost really did not expect that the young man in front of him could break through the power guidance of the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale in such a short time and react.

His abdomen was kicked through by Xu Xiaoshou's big foot like a sword!

"Pah!"

The clothes were torn and water splashed.

The water ghost lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the big hole in the abdomen that was pierced at once, turning into a vortex of water and repairing at a very fast speed.

"A kick without any spiritual fluctuation can also break my natural defense?"

The water ghost was dumbfounded and soon thought that this was the body of the throne.

But how can the body of the throne give such power?

The sharp sword piercing his heart proved that the previous attack on Xu Xiaoshou had caused him harm, but for the water mystery, this could be ignored.

But he was only a master!

A master, could he already cause harm to the water mystery of Taixu?

"Hedgehog?"

The water ghost thought of the word given by Cen Qiaofu.

He suddenly thought that maybe when Cen Qiaofu and Xu Xiaoshou met, the latter was just an ordinary hedgehog.

But at this time, the young man had mutated into a steel-spiked hyena that was about to release its full wildness. If he really grew up, he couldn't be touched!

"Good guy..." The water ghost was amused, "You are really resisting, right? I said it was an opportunity, why don't you just go down obediently? Why do you have to force me to take action?"

He no longer restrained himself and pointed a finger at Xu Xiaoshou's body that suddenly turned around.

"Deep blue!"

With a sound of "doo", a drop of deep blue water shot out from the water ghost's fingertips, piercing Xu Xiaoshou's chest and deeply into the sea of ​​clouds between the lonely sound cliffs.

"Attacked, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou groaned, unconsciously covered his chest, and felt that he was about to suffocate.

He felt that what he had just faced was not a drop of water, but a vast ocean compressed into the shape of a drop of water!

The power of the entire ocean slapped over, but the water ghost had excellent precision control, and there was only a moment of pain, and the rest was all huge force.

But the desperate impact made Xu Xiaoshou's body, which was carrying a body of passive skills, like paper, and his defense was broken at once.

He was even pierced through the chest by the huge force, and his body was arched and thrown straight into the sea of ​​clouds between the lonely sound cliffs.

"Go, grow up quickly, and look forward to the next time we meet...you, you can get revenge." The water ghost smiled under the golden mask, looking at the young man being blown away by his own blow, and seemed to enjoy this feeling.

Fuck you...Xu Xiaoshou wanted to curse, but the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale in his mouth prevented him from completing such an action.

Knowing that the area below was Guyin Cliff and a forbidden barrier, he was extremely nervous and completely restrained his spiritual energy to prevent the forbidden barrier from being triggered.

But the water ghost did not give him a chance.

The dark blue water droplets shot from his fingertips suddenly lit up between the sea of ​​clouds.

The light was very weak, only a slight ray.

The spiritual power was also weak, just a trace.

But it was enough.

Xu Xiaoshou despairingly discovered that the water ghost was here to disgust people. He used the dark blue water droplets to trigger the forbidden barrier.

"Boom!"

A dazzling flash of light and a sense of weightlessness invaded.

There was no trace of any human figure in the sea of ​​clouds between Guyin Cliff, only an inarticulate curse was left, floating in the aftermath:

"You bastard, you have no asshole when you give birth to a child!"

The water ghost smiled and watched Xu Xiaoshou fall off the cliff, thinking of the phrase "evil will be punished", after all, he had witnessed Xu Xiaoshou kicking Shouye off the cliff with his own eyes.

As for the curse...

"Sorry, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I already have a son. It's very likely that I will only have this one in this life, and I won't have another one." The water ghost shook his head and laughed, stretched out his hand to push the golden mask, and turned his back to the sea of ​​clouds.

He suddenly felt lost, looking at the completely broken scenery in front of him, as if he saw his future road without any direction.

Taking a step forward, the water ghost stopped and looked up at the sky.

"The task has been completed for you. Next, there will be more moths flying into the fire one after another, and I will cover them for you.

"So what answer will you give me in the end, Ba Zun An..."

...

Temple River.

There is no sea in the Yunlun Mountains, or even in the area near the East Heavenly King City.

The only place that can be close to the "sea" is the Temple River, which is a hundred feet wide, rushing all year round, but rarely inhabited.

Just when the endless disputes broke out in the Yunlun Mountains, there were two quiet figures on the big rocks by the Temple River, silently Sitting.

Ba Zun'an's scalp was loose, and although it was still sloppy, his face seemed to have just been washed, revealing a clear-cut, sharp-edged uncle's face. Except for the cloudy eyes, there was no flaw in his image.

After all, this face also made thousands of girls intoxicated.

The turbulent Sijiang River never stopped, and it was rushing all the time.

Ba Zun'an sat quietly on the big rock, holding the lifting rod tightly in his hand, and the fish floated on the surface of the river, being washed away again and again, and being pulled back by him again and again.

On another large rock not far away, the storyteller held the fishing rod steadily and tilted his head to look at this scene. He always felt that if he didn't pay attention, there might be an unknown floating corpse in the temple river.

Persuasion has already happened many times.

The storyteller no longer mentioned the issue of life safety. He opened his red lips and said worriedly: "Brother, do you think Xu Xiaoshou will be killed if he plays like this?"

"Not really, he is very tenacious."

Ba Zun'an responded expressionlessly, but in fact his neck was exerting force, "Just like this fishing rod, the river of fate is constantly flowing. If no one really holds the direction for him, he would have died long ago. If the old guy can come out at that time, he will have to blame me."

The storyteller looked back at the fishing rod in his hand that was motionless, thinking that it was because you were too weak now that you couldn't hold it. What does it have to do with the fishing rod itself? He didn't want to die early.

After thinking for a while, the storyteller said again: "You are really not afraid that Xu Xiaoshou will hate you for doing this? He almost died this time, that's Rao Yaoyao!"

Ba Zun'an was still focused on wrestling with the fishing rod, and said without turning his head: "Not really, the water ghost has been staring at it. Although he said he would not take action, since the matter is handed over to him, he will not let any accidents happen. At worst, you have made two talismans, I will take action."

Can you take action? You can't even hold the fishing rod... The storyteller secretly complained, staring at the fishing rod, and suddenly asked: "What do you think we are doing here? Can we really catch fish in this Sijiang?"

"It will come." Ba Zun'an glanced at him and said meaningfully.

At this time, a gust of wind sounded behind him, and the storyteller stood up alertly, and fell to Ba Zun'an's side in a flash, looking up.

The visitor was an old man in white clothes, with a gentle temperament, holding a paper fan in his hand, with a warm look, and his every move was like a spring breeze.

"After fishing in Yu Yunlun, I went fishing in Yu Sijiang. It seems that today, I have to take the bait." The old man in white laughed heartily.

"Finally here..."

Hearing the voice, Ba Zun'an let go of the fishing rod and let it drift away.

He stood up, hid his hands that were red from exertion behind his back, and his temperament suddenly became sharp. He held his head high and said: "The great river flows eastward, unrestrained. Sir, since you are not a fish, how can you take the bait?"

The storyteller was surprised.

Hearing the honorific "Sir" from Ba Zun'an made him feel great awe for the identity of the visitor.

Who is he?

As soon as his thoughts came to this, he saw Ba Zun'an nodded slightly to the visitor and said with a smile: "Junior, meet Mr. Siren."