Chapter 2689 Broken Dark Silk

The haze was like rain, and in a small courtyard by the lake, Linglong and Li Ke'er sat at the stone table, with strange expressions on their faces.

"Have you thought about the flaws of Tianxia Dao?" Linglong looked at Li Ke'er and asked.

Li Ke'er shook her head slightly, looked at Linglong and asked, "What about you?"

Linglong also shook her head, frowned and said: "For us, silkworms are just a tool for understanding, not a pure learning goal. The current situation has both advantages and disadvantages for us. The advantage is that Han Sen can give us powerful The artistic conception and perception of him allow us to improve ourselves quickly. But if we just blindly learn from him, then we are just copying another him after all. No matter how perfect our copy is, it will never be as good as the real original. The path we really need to take is to go a step further on the basis of silkworms and to find our own path, which is very unfavorable to us from this aspect.”

Li Ke'er interjected: "Even though I said that, Han Sen's artistic conception is indeed too strong. With our current state, it is impossible to find his flaws."

"It's not good for you to say such a thing. What we need is detachment, not pure learning. Han Sen can leave an insurmountable impression in our hearts, which already shows that we are restricted by him. " Linglong said solemnly.

"Then what should I do?" Li Ke'er really couldn't think of how to break the current situation.

If Han Sen is really allowed to leave an indelible invincible attitude in their hearts, then their future achievements will be limited to Han Sen. This is definitely not their original intention of looking for silkworms.

"Han Sen needs a defeat. Only when he loses can we get rid of the powerful and invincible impression he left in our hearts." Linglong said.

"Even Shalai lost to him. In a short time, I'm afraid no silkworm can fight him?" Li Ke'er looked at Linglong suspiciously, not knowing what she meant.

"Why does it have to be silkworms? Now that Han Sen has won the first place, he should be eligible to enter the Temple of Prisoners. Let him go there to practice. Firstly, it will be of great help to his practice, and secondly, it will let him suffer A little setback can also save him from being complacent, and three times it can break the strong impression he left in our hearts, so it can be regarded as killing three birds with one stone." Linglong said lightly.

"That's a good way, then let's apply for him to enter the Prisoner's Palace now. Elder Tianqi made a lot of money because of Han Sen this time, so he shouldn't embarrass him about this kind of thing." Li Ke said happily.

Han Sen and Bao'er were still fishing by the lake in the Dark Realm, and Li Ke'er found another Dark Territory wire for Bao'er, so that they didn't have to share a Dark Territory wire.

However, Han Sen was still quite depressed. Ever since he caught the Xuanhuang Sutra, all he caught were rags, such as rusty armor and blades, broken stone statues and the like.

Once, Han Sen felt very heavy. He thought it was something good and pulled it desperately for a long time. In the end, he pulled up a three-meter-high stone statue, which was still missing arms and legs. Han Sen's lungs almost exploded.

From time to time, Bao'er could catch some jewelry and the like, but Han Sen didn't know what it would be useful for.

The sixteen little piggies have been following Bao'er, eating a lot of snacks from Bao'er, but they haven't grown up at all, each of them is only the size of a fist, they look very miniature and cute, but they are useless, they eat them all day Sleep and eat, or just run happily behind Bao'er's ass.

"Father, come quickly, something has been hooked, it's so heavy..." Bao'er suddenly called out.

Han Sen ran over quickly, stretched out his hand, and it really felt very heavy, as if there was a mountain falling below.

Han Sen and Bao'er exhausted their breastfeeding strength and pulled the dark silk out of the lake little by little. After pulling it for a while, they finally saw something coming up from below, and a corner emerged from the clouds.

"What is that?" Han Sen couldn't help but startled slightly when he saw the thing.

Judging from the exposed part, the thing looks like a bronze vessel with a square opening, with a side length of more than one meter. Much smaller.

As the bronze vessel was gradually pulled up, more and more parts of the mist were exposed, and Han Sen soon saw that a statue of a sheep's head appeared about one meter from the opening of the bronze vessel.

No, not just one, there is a bronze sheep head statue at each of the four corners of the square bronze vessel.

"This thing...why does it look so much like Siyang Fangzun..." Han Sen thought to himself, the bronze vessel had been pulled out completely.

Boom!

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking. The bronze vessel, which was about to be pulled up completely, did not fly out of the lake, but the dark silk that bound it broke.

Then Han Sen saw the four-ram Fangzun sinking into the lake again quickly. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Han Sen saw a strange smile on the face of the bronze sheep head facing them.

Han Sen looked at the lake with some doubts. Although the dark thread itself is easy to break, Han Sen and Bao'er have been fishing for so long, but they have never broken once. know why.

He wanted to ask Linglong and Li Ke'er, but they were not there, and Han Sen had no choice but to continue fishing.

"In a few days, there should be news from Mr. Bai. I have to ask Li Ke'er to take me to the desert again." Han Sen was fishing, thinking to himself, he still had some expectations for the Xuan Huang Jing of.

The Xuanhuang Sutra does not need to be practiced by Han Sen, it can be used as long as the blood veins and life nerves are reversed. Where can such a good thing be found.

"I hope the Xuanhuang Sutra will be useful." Han Sen was thinking, when suddenly he heard Bao'er shouting: "Dad, I got hooked again, come and help me..."

Han Sen saw that Bao'er was holding the dark silk with a pair of small hands, and seemed to be struggling. The dark silk was stretched straight, similar to the situation just now.

He walked over quickly, grabbed Bao'er's dark silk with both hands, and pulled it up vigorously, feeling heavier than when he pulled Siyang Fangzun just now.

Han Sen and Bao'er felt more and more strenuous, and there was a force pulling down faintly, which made them almost unable to grasp the dark thread being pulled down.

Sixteen little piglets also ran over, lined up in a row, biting the dark silk with their mouths, and pulling behind them like a tug-of-war.

"Comrades, work harder... one two one..." The two of them, sixteen little piglets, chanted and dragged. After a long time, they finally saw something sticking out of the lake.

When he saw that thing, Han Sen couldn't help being stunned again, it turned out to be the same four-ram square statue.