Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 529 Air Force Guy

The old man has white hair and a peaceful face, and really looks like an old man fishing.

But in this sea of ​​​​life, who would be an ordinary person? The aura that the other party inadvertently revealed dispelled the chaotic energy that was enough to easily dissipate the immortals, allowing himself to always stay in a safe area.

The scattered power attribute, although not mana, is on the same level.

The other party's strength is not weaker than that of a Golden Immortal, and he is at the same level as him.

Sensing this, Wen Lianggong narrowed his eyes slightly.

According to what the illusory figure in the Seven Star Tower said, the sea of ​​​​realms is boundless, and although there are countless worlds swimming in it, it requires extremely high luck to encounter them.

Although his spiritual thoughts spread out and covered an area of ​​several light years away, it was still empty, with nothing but chaotic mist.

This old man...came here just because he smelled the scent.

Even with his spiritual awareness covering several light years, he was unable to detect any trace of the other party, who disappeared silently thirty miles away from him.

To people of their level of cultivation, this distance comes in a flash and is not considered a distance at all.

If the opponent suddenly attacks...

Thinking of this, Wen Lianggong's heart moved slightly, and he became infinitely alert.

Wen Lianggong would never believe that someone would call him for no reason in the sea of ​​boundaries.

"Where do fellow Taoists come from?"

When the old man heard Wen Lianggong ask first, he was a little surprised. It seemed that it was the first time he encountered someone who asked questions first.

Generally speaking, these youngsters who have just entered the sea boundary are mostly very confused. It is rare to find one like Wen Lianggong, who is calm and confident.

But after a pause, the old man smiled and said, "I live in the Shenluo Sea. This time I went deep into the Chaos Sea to fish. I needed to hide my body, but I didn't expect to see you walking into the depths of the Chaos Mist. I had to reveal my body and call you to stop."

Shinra Sea?
Wen Lianggong did not show his doubts, but his face was calm, and he asked with a little curiosity: "I wonder if you are here to fish?"

The old man couldn't help laughing when he heard this and said, "There are countless worlds hiding and swimming in this chaotic sea. What I fish for are those small worlds that are independent of each other. These small worlds are really valuable. If I catch one and sell it in the Shenluo Sea, I can make a fortune.

Just now, I sensed the breath of a small world from a very far distance, so I came over to fish. If I don't hide my body, these small worlds will be scared away. The laws of nature in these small worlds are very cunning. I, an old man, have been empty-handed for hundreds of years with no harvest.

I thought I could take the bait this time, but I didn’t expect it was actually emitted by fellow Taoist.”

When the old man said this, he shook his head, his face full of regret.

Wen Lianggong seemed to be thinking about something, then he bowed and asked, "Can you tell me where the Shenluo Sea is?"

The old man heard this and smiled, "Of course."

As the old man answered with a smile, Wen Lianggong's expression and body moved slightly, and he took a step to the side.

The old man's eyes flickered and he suddenly kept silent.

Seeing this, Wen Lianggong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you silent, fellow Taoist?"

As he spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, flicked his fingers slightly, and a ray of magic power emanated from his fingertips, transforming into golden light, illuminating the place where he had stood before.

Then, in the void, a transparent silk thread that was countless times thinner than a hair appeared, and its traces were revealed under the golden light.

The thread fell from somewhere in the sky, and the fishhook, which was emitting a chill, landed right at the waist where Wen Lianggong was standing. There was a hint of ridicule in his expression.

"Could it be that fellow Daoist has been fishing in the small world for many years but has always come up empty-handed, and wants to use me to keep me from leaving empty-handed?"

Although the words were spoken in a joking manner, there was a terrifying coldness in Wen Lianggong's eyes.

This old man is extremely cunning. He pretends to be harmless. Nine out of ten words he says are true and one out of ten is a lie. It is impossible to tell that this guy is misleading with his words.

But as the illusory figure in the Seven Star Tower said, as long as you don't believe these guys who appear in the sea of ​​​​boundaries and keep wandering around, and treat them with a persecution delusion, you can avoid most of the malicious intentions.

The old man in front of him, whose strength was comparable to that of a Golden Immortal in the initial stage, really taught him a lesson.

The old man's face was no longer calm and composed at this moment. Instead, his face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were glowing with an abnormal green light.

He let out a long sigh.

"It's always like this. You fish just don't want to take the bait. I don't know if it's because I'm an old man and not experienced enough, or if you're too cunning. You're several times harder to catch than those in the small worlds."

As he spoke, the old man curled his fingers slightly and shook the fishing rod in his hand.

Then the silk thread illuminated by the golden light suddenly moved.

The next moment, it seemed as if it split into billions, and countless silk threads fell from Wen Lianggong's head, almost blocking the entire area from top to bottom.

After doing all this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face again.

"You are a cooperative fish. It saved me a lot of effort to set up the fishing net. When I cut you open later, I will definitely make sure you don't suffer as much as I can."

"Now that you mention it, I would like to thank you."

While speaking casually, Wen Lianggong picked up a silk thread and pulled it slightly. He was a little surprised, but also felt it was reasonable.

This fishing line was extremely tough, and it concealed cause and effect, trapping people in mysterious ways. It laid such a tight net that even an ordinary Golden Immortal could not escape.

But when could he be considered an ordinary Golden Immortal?

Rumble!
A huge amount of energy and blood like a raging storm gushed out from his body in just a moment. As the extremely powerful and terrifying magic power and blood burned, a constantly beating flame formed around his body.

The armor made of lava blood transformed by the minor magical power of Plow Armor was attached to his body. Layered light and shadows appeared around him, accompanied by infinite true flames rising up, with endless light and heat burning and exploding.

Just like a star that was releasing endless light and heat, it suddenly released all of its astonishing heat to everyone at this moment. The terrifying high temperature even burned and vaporized the chaotic mist around him.

The transparent silk threads that were hanging around and turned into a dragnet were quickly melted by the burning of the True Fire Divine Flame.

The old man's expression was distorted when he saw this scene. He hooked the fishing rod repeatedly and shouted loudly.

“It hurts me so much!!”

This fishing rod is his life and property. It plays an indispensable role in his ability to gain a foothold in the Shinra Sea.

However, before he could make any further moves, he saw a black stick with golden flames in Wen Lianggong's hand, and then it hit him on the head.

As the stick was pulled out, it pierced through countless silk threads in an instant. The stick continued to extend, carrying endless flames, and appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)