Chapter 63
Hearing Xu Mo's question, Bo Lao was just about to answer, when the fishing rod jumped suddenly.

The fishing line was taut and the head of the rod was beating.

This made Bai Lao's eyes light up.

"Come on, haha, come on!"

The moment is to pick up the pole.

"rise!"

I saw something caught up below.

Xu Mo took a closer look and was dumbfounded.

The person who caught it was obviously a person.

This is not fishing, is it fishing people?

Moreover, the one caught was not a normal person, but a man with a ferocious face, who looked like a ghost.

The opponent's limbs were twisted, ferocious and terrifying, and he was biting the fishhook tightly with his mouth. If you look carefully, there is bait on the fishhook, which is a strange mass of meat.

The meat was fresh and exuded a strong aroma.

Xu Mo watched this scene from the side, feeling puzzled.

He didn't know what he caught, he didn't know what the bait was, and he didn't know what old man Bai was going to do when he caught it.

And soon, Xu Mo found the answer to the third question.

He saw Mr. Bai grabbed that terrifying 'man' who was biting the bait tightly, then opened his mouth, and ate him.

That's serious eating raw.

The people watching were dumbfounded.

This caused the previous opponent's mysterious, dusty, and fairy-like image to collapse directly, leaving nothing behind.

However, the old man Bai still ate quite naturally. After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth and patted his stomach, with an unsatisfactory expression on his face.

Turning to look at Xu Mo, he said with a smile, "I'm sorry, it took me a long time to catch one, and I didn't leave a bite for you, fellow daoist. You won't blame the old man for eating alone, right?"

Xu Moxin said I thank you, you let me eat that stuff, but I won't eat it.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not hungry!" That's all he could say.

Mr. Bai stroked his beard and said, "You are making a joke, fellow daoist. Although I have practiced for a long time, due to my talent, I can only use this method to beat teeth. It is not as good as fellow daoist. I can walk in the world and want to eat it." Which one, eat whichever one, is really enviable!"

Xu Mo was thinking about it.

Surnamed Bai, he sits on the edge of a cliff and waits for a rabbit to fish, and his cultivation base is still very high.

This is very similar to Huai Yuanhui.

Now Xu Mo had a guess.

This old man, nine times out of ten, is a mountain spirit whose original form is a tree.

To be more precise, it is a thuja on a cliff.

The other party was fishing just now, and he should have used the extremely advanced "Spirit Attack Technique", which was higher than his own, higher than Piaoyun Taoist, and even reached an unbelievable level.

And the thing caught may be some kind of lonely ghost.

Or maybe something else.

For example, it is simply a collection of resentment.

Xu Mo said: "Bo Lao's fishing skills are very high."

This is an introduction.

The purpose is to elicit this topic, and then ask for advice.

Unexpectedly, this old Bai was so cunning that he didn't fall for it.

The other party just waved his hand, but smiled without saying a word.

Xu Mo understood that this was seeing through his own thoughts, and rejected this topic from the very beginning.

Old guy, what a ghost.

Xu Mo secretly thought that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Who can be sure that this spirit who has been practicing for an unknown period of time will suddenly attack him?

With the other party's "Spirit Attack" cultivation base, it should be a breeze to kill mere dreams.

Just don't provoke me.

It's not too late to come to 'ask for advice' when one's own strength becomes stronger in the future.

Thinking of this, Xu Mo smiled, said goodbye, and left immediately after speaking.

Exercising the "Spirit Attack Technique", Xu Mo escaped from the dream here, and then followed the method of entering the dream that the weird old man Bai just said, to re-enter the dream.

This time, he was still traveling at a rapid pace, as if walking thousands of miles in one step.

Xu Mo felt exhausted when his feet were on the ground.

I almost fell out of this dream.

"It's because I don't practice deeply and my Taoism is too shallow." Xu Mo immediately realized the reason, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

At this moment, the surrounding fog slowly dissipated, and Xu Mo found himself in a secluded small town, with a bright moon above his head and dense stars.

The scenery is good, but if you look closely, you will find that it is very fake.

like a painting.

Correct.

It is painting.

Not only the scenery above the head, but even the small towns, trees and houses, small bridges and flowing water are all like an ink painting.

People say that the painting skills are superb, and there will be a feeling of looking at the painting as if a person is swimming in the middle of the painting, but when you are really in the painting, you will know that this feeling is not beautiful at all.

On the contrary, I feel horrible, and feel that everything around me has an unspeakable sense of weirdness.

Just like the fish and shrimp in the river, although they are vivid, they are clearly outlined with pen and ink.

Another example is the cuckoo bird on the branch, looking east and west. At first glance, I am surprised and think it is dexterous, but when I look closely, it makes people feel scalp numb.

This is true for fish and birds, but if it is a person in the painting, it will be even more terrifying.

Xu Mo saw the person in the painting walking by with a smile, but felt that the person was walking stiffly. Although he was smiling, the smile was too fake and remained the same.

It may be because it is too fake, or it may be because it is black and white ink painting, there are no other colors except black and white, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"What the hell is this place?" Xu Mo walked forward, and suddenly saw a person with his head down, coming towards him.

This is not the character in the painting.

Because the other party has color on him.

The other party obviously noticed Xu Mo, and his pace quickened.

When two or three meters apart, stop each other.

Just as Xu Mo was about to speak, he saw the person on the opposite side ask, "Do you have something to exchange, Fellow Daoist?"

What was exchanged?

Xu Mo suddenly remembered that old man Bai had mentioned the word 'Fangshi' before.

Could it be that this is the new Fangshi?
Since it is a square market, it is not surprising to barter.

"Of course there are. I don't know what good things you have?" Xu Mo blurted out as soon as he thought about it.

The person on the opposite side lifted his robe, and saw that there seemed to be countless wraiths roaring and screaming in the lining of the other's robe, and there were also countless human faces, which seemed to want to escape from the lining of the other's clothes, but they could not break through the layer. Obstacles, only the contours of the faces and facial features can be seen, protruding out, densely packed, making people's hearts beat wildly.

"All kinds of grievances, you can choose!" The person on the opposite side smiled: "If you have any good things, fellow daoists, let me open my eyes."

Xu Mo was not prepared.

But what he is best at is improvisation.

"I have mortal martial arts cheats..."

Before he finished speaking, the person opposite sneered: "It's okay if it's the immortal method, martial arts cheats, hehe, waste of time!"

After sneering, he immediately tightened his robe and left.

Xu Mo understood.

This is the 'Fangshi' used by immortal cultivators to barter. Of course, what can be exchanged here should be things that can be brought into dreams, or virtual items, or some classics of exercises.

After all, only this kind of thing can be exchanged here.

The mountaintop I went to before should be the old Fangshi, which has been abandoned.

Here is new.

The cultivator just now wanted to exchange 'resentment'.

What is the use of this thing?
Xu Mo felt that he already knew a lot, but in fact, he was still a newbie in the circle of immortal cultivators.

Xu Mo himself did not deny this.

That being the case, read more, talk less, and learn more.

This square market is different from the traditional market. It does not need to be fixed in one place, but can move around at will.

You can chat privately with each other.

This is significantly safer and more private.

The rules of Fangshi are not complicated, at least the rules seen on the surface are easy to figure out and integrate into it.Xu Mo learned a lot here very quickly. The buddy who sold 'Resentment' just now wore a big hat to hide his face.

Obviously he didn't want people to know what he looked like.

Xu Mo noticed this, so he tore off a large piece of his robe and wrapped it around his head indiscriminately, covering his brows and mouth, leaving only a slit for his eyes.

This is called doing as the Romans do.

It doesn't look good, but it's safe.

For the next time, Xu Mo was getting used to it, looking around to get familiar with the rules here.

The whole process is naturally careful.

Because after his observation, those who can enter this 'Crafting Daofang City' are all big brothers among the immortal cultivators, and it is estimated that any one of them can destroy him.

Even with the addition of Lord Xuanshan and even Huai Yuanhui, they are still no match.

It's not that Xu Mo belittled himself.

For example, the big brother in front is wearing a loose robe, and although his face is covered, a flower of flesh and blood protruding from his cracked skull is as dazzling as a canopy.

No need to ask, there must be a Zifu Yuanying in the wide robe, with a canopy of flesh and blood on his head, which is the 'Yihua' in the three-flower gathering top. This person's cultivation level, I guess he can easily pinch it when he meets Lingzhao Taoist die.

(End of this chapter)

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