Chapter 1191 Dao Fruit

Beyond the chaotic sky.

On the land that was incomparably clean before, now the wind is surging.

Countless hidden sects, cities, and saint sects began to emerge.

This piece of land is very barren, or in other words, the treasures have long been excavated from generation to generation and have disappeared. There have never been relics before our eyes, and countless young talents of the younger generation have been born one after another.

In the dojo, on the chaotic beach composed of gravel and debris, fishing began.

The so-called fishing is to use one's own special material fishing line, matched with one's own mental power, to forcibly resist the chaos of the universe, and hook some ancient objects in the sea.

It's not as good as diving into the Chaos Sea yourself, but it's also a way for the weaker ones.

Crash.

On the broad coastline, there are many parasols.

Countless beings are fishing, sipping drinks, and eating fruits, looking like a resort.

"It's coming up, it's coming up, it is indeed a high-grade fishing device, my spiritual power is attached to it, I can sense the depths below, and hook the ancient objects floating in it!"

At this time, a fat man was breathing heavily,

Around, a bunch of disciples were watching, "Quickly pull it up! Hurry up! Otherwise, the sea of ​​chaos will corrode the fishing line, and after a long time, the fishing line will melt directly, and even the Taoist weapon will be scrapped if it cannot be pulled up!"

This is a high-grade fishing rod that they spent a lot of money on, and the number of uses is limited. Over time, it will be eroded and melted by the chaotic sea.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" The fat man took a deep breath and fiddled with the fishing rod carefully.

Crash.

The sea line paid the surface of the water, and there were many waves.

A black clay jar floated out of the water, and the faces of everyone were overjoyed when they saw it.

"It's gone up, it's gone up! This is an ancient earthen jar!"

"As expected of Senior Brother Zhang, the talent for fishing is indeed terrifying. With such precise manipulation ability, even if we sense something floating beside us, we still can't catch it."

This fisherman was originally a means to test his skills.

General geniuses are exquisite in manipulating power, and their fishing skills in this aspect are definitely not bad. Even some sects and holy places like to use this fishing to test the qualifications of their disciples.

Besides, this earthen jar is also extremely rare. Judging from the current fishing items, there is only a probability of less than 1% that it will appear.

The things hidden in the earthen jar are strange, many of which are daily necessities, clothing, and small ornaments, which should be the means used by the existence of the ancient sculpture civilization to preserve things.

It seems that the source of the ocean current in the ruins below is a living area, and there are many earthen jars preserved in it.

"I don't know what will happen?"

"It's a pity, the appearance of this earthen jar is decayed, scarred, very rough, without Dao rhyme, otherwise it must be worth a good price!"

"This is already very good. You must know that there is only a 0.1% chance of catching the ancient artifacts with perfect Daoyun. Besides, there are also strange objects that can be found in this earthen jar."

"We're already up!"

The fat man named Zhang Youling smiled happily, "Many other people have lost even their savings, but our current investment has returned hundreds or thousands of times!"

"No way, after carefully calculating the cost and the initial investment, we can only make a small profit, and we are starting to pay off." Fat Zhang Youling smiled, "Brothers, is this going to be opened directly or sold to outsiders?" acquisition area?"

Everyone was slightly silent.

Although it is a 1% probability, it cannot stand the large population base.

Now outside the dojo, a bazaar has formed, and many people are buying these earthen pots at high prices, and then go to bet on the pots for other existences.

Even the market price of some antiques is seventeen times higher than before.

"Or else, senior brother decides."

Everyone looked at Fatty Zhang, with him as the leader. After all, not everyone possesses the fishing skills. They raised funds to invest in Fatty Zhang, so they got the fishing rod and gave it a go.

Fatty Zhang was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "If we sell it, we will make a lot of money. We will continue to sell more fishing rods for fishing. After all, a good fisherman needs to accumulate a lot of fishing to become a good fisherman. Strong. Brothers, if you continue to invest in me, if you continue to fish for me, I am sure to increase the probability of fishing."

Everyone was overjoyed, after all, they all came from small sects, and now they are giving it a go.

"But I don't want to sell it, why don't I open it." Fatty Zhang said, "After all, this is our first trophy, so try your luck."

Everyone didn't refute it, so let's open it if you want.

Maybe something good will come out?

After all, there are clay pots for protection, and most of the things sealed inside are perfectly preserved.

The few people didn't hesitate, there were too many people here, they went directly to the beach and rented a hidden room, and started to open the clay pot.

Click.

Fatty Zhang opened it lightly, but there was nothing inside. Everyone was extremely disappointed when they saw it.

"Nothing at all?"

"The probability of empty cans is also high. It's a pity. We should go to other existences to identify them before opening them. After all, I heard that an industrial chain has been formed. Some existences can be determined by weighing, surface, and stripes. What is it? Increase the success rate of betting pots."

Everyone present was full of regrets, and after a while they could only cheer up.

But Fatty Zhang took out a wonderful fruit in his hand after everyone left, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement, "What is this thing? Could it be the blood of the owner of the cave? I feel in it It smells like a terrifying bloodline!"

He was born with a premonition.

He always has a very strange dream. The dream is very hazy, but he vaguely remembers everything about the Chaos Sea. His fishing skills are extremely powerful. The first time he saw this jar, according to his intuition, he felt extremely extraordinary .

He was originally a mortal from the lower universe with mediocre aptitude, but his intuition allowed him to have an adventure in the lower realm. He met a black-clothed saint who was traveling in the universe, and was brought up.

At that time, he was only at the fourth rank.

As a weak person, he was able to ascend to the entire chaotic sky, fulfilling the dream of countless evil geniuses from ancient and modern times.

Soon, he began to obtain a large amount of resources for cultivation. Although his aptitude was not considered a monster, he encountered many adventures along the way and reached the advanced eighth-level god stage.

Logically speaking, he had already merged with other bloodlines to become an enlightened person. But in his heart, there was always a faint voice calling him not to fuse bloodlines at will.

Over the years, he has encountered many adventures, and he has been integrated into other bloodlines that are not low against the sky.

This feeling has helped him many times, and the present should be no exception.

"Also, what happened just now? I lost my memory intermittently again. Suddenly, out of nowhere, it bypassed several other senior brothers and appeared in my hand?"

He shook his teeth, but ignored it, "This is the last bloodline, and it should be the most powerful one. My intuition tells me that it contains bloodlines that are unimaginable in dreams. There is no need to think about failure at all." Because I will not fail. With the last bloodline integrated, I should be able to practice the ninth level of enlightenment."

He quietly tried to blend into it and turned it into his own blood.

On the other side, Mengmei stood on a high place, looking at all this, but she didn't know the details, she just couldn't help laughing: "This is the third one. Although we only put in ten, they have a large base of fishing. It came out. I don’t know who will be discovered first, after all, it is only natural to be discovered.”

Mengmei glanced at him and ignored him.

On the contrary, Zhang Youling continued to pretend to be fishing, but continued to practice secretly.

He was originally in the realm of the gods, but his cultivation aptitude was extremely powerful. After cultivating the blood of Yun Xing Daoguo, he became even more terrifying beyond imagination, and his cultivation progressed rapidly.

the other side.

Xu Zhi also looked at this scene, and said with a slight smile: "It seems that the dojo has begun to converge on the opportunities of various bloodlines, has begun to pass through the original accumulation, and is on the right track. Those few Yun Xing Dao fruits were also taken by a few lucky people. , got it directly, but basically all of them were exposed in an instant except for that little fat man, the news has already spread, it is an empty can.”

That little fat man seemed to have some kind of means to ingest the contents of the earthen jar from a distance, which was very unnatural.

"It seems that this land is very mysterious and huge, and there are still some little guys who got a good opportunity to ingest it from the air, which is a very strong method." Xu Zhi's eyes lit up slightly, and he began to observe the little fat man.

The little fat man didn't notice the observation of a saint.

But Xu Zhi frowned slightly, "His bloodline is considered to be above average, not against the sky, but it fits perfectly, right? This is the limit of what this land can do, but his bloodline is not capable. The ability to ingest things from a distance?"

"How on earth did he steal the crock pot from everyone?"

Xu Zhi looked at the naive-looking little fat man slightly, but he couldn't see anything unusual, "What a weird guy, I'm afraid there's a big secret behind him. I can't see how he did it."

At this time, the sub-brain of the Zerg rarely took the initiative to transmit a voice: "It's not that he ingested the Dao fruit in the earthen jar from a distance. It's a superficial phenomenon, but another ability."

"It's time, it cuts time."

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