Wu Yu Jiutian

The wall is so high that standing on the top of the peak is like standing on the nine heavens, overlooking the rolling sea of ​​clouds below the mountain, which is magnificent and vast.

The mountain peak blew past, tearing a gap in the sea of ​​clouds, through which one could see the torrential river downwind.

At this moment, the two old men are sitting leisurely on the top of the mountain, holding a pole, and the fishing line hangs directly down the Baizhang cliff and directly into the river below. This fishing method can be described as unique.

Shen Li looked at the two old men, they looked hale and hale, with gray beards and hair, and they were seven points similar in appearance. Although they seemed to be taking a nap with their eyes closed, the fierce aura on their bodies was shocking, and their clothes were calm and automatic.

"Qingluan has met the two elders."

Qingluan took a step forward and bowed to the two of them.

"Hehe, Qingluan, why do you come to my Hidden Sword Peak when you have time?"

An old man in gray opened his eyes, smiled and nodded at Qingluan.

"As a junior, is there any reason to come to visit senior?" Qingluan said with a smile.

"Qingluan has a heart, but although we are old, we are not fools. I am afraid that we are here to ask for something?" The remaining old man in white smiled slightly, and did not go to see Qingluan, just thinking about himself.

"I...."

Qingluan was about to speak, but the old man in white immediately interrupted her words with a cry of surprise.

"Haha, what a big fish!"

The old man in white laughed loudly, and jerked the fishing rod in his hand. A plump carp was pulled out of the water by the fishing line, drew an arc in the air, and rushed directly towards the top of the cliff.

It's not difficult to throw a carp hundreds of feet above the cliff with a simple pull, and Shen Li can do it too, but don't forget that the fishing line is no more than the thickness of an embroidery needle. , this ingenuity cannot be achieved by ordinary people.

The carp threw a big circle in the air, and the water droplets on it rushed out, like a scimitar passing through the air, it actually made a whistling sound through the air.

Drops of water were thrown out, and unexpectedly condensed into an amazing sword intent, piercing through the air sharply, and went straight to Shen Li on the cliff.

Shen Xin was startled, he didn't expect these two people to do such a trick, but he didn't dare to underestimate those few drops of water, the astonishing sword intent in them was also for his heart palpitations.

But in such a place of seclusion, Shen Li couldn't throw a punch like he did in other places, that would be disrespectful to the elders.

Seeing this scene, Qingluan also frowned. She didn't expect that the two elders would do such a trick. Could it be that she knew her own thoughts and wanted to give Shen Li a blow?

But Shen Li wouldn't be really hurt by these drops of water, he didn't move at all, and then his eyes were fixed, and the force of thought gushed out, directly smashing the water droplets into pieces and dispersing them.

And the old man in white didn't seem to see this scene at all, he took the fat carp and threw it into the basket next to him. He threw out the fishing line and continued fishing without any intention of talking.

"Boss, you are behind..."

The white-clothed old man smiled triumphantly at the gray-clothed old man next to him, as if deliberately annoying him.

"Humph!"

The kendo master who had defeated countless enemies with the sword in his life was very concerned about this carp. He let out a cold snort, and his fishing rod shook, as if annoyed that he could not catch a fish.

This time, Qingluan and Shen Li were directly left there, Qingluan frowned slightly, she was a saint, and her status was even higher than that of the elders, if it wasn't for these two people, she would be a high-ranking elder among the elders The person who came here this time came to ask for them, and he was already angry at this moment.

On the other hand, Shen Li was relatively calm. Strong people tended to be surly and elusive, which was also within his expectation.

Just now the words were interrupted by the old man in white, Qingluan simply stopped speaking, but waited quietly, waiting for them to speak themselves.

"Ok?"

After a full stick of incense, the gray-clothed old man's expression changed, as if a big fish had taken the bait.

But at this moment, Shen Li suddenly felt a breath peeping towards him, he suddenly turned his head, his breath scattered, trying to find the source of that breath.

"Humph!"

But as soon as Shen Li's aura dispersed, the gray-clothed old man snorted coldly, without saying a word, shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the hundred-foot fishing line rushed directly to the top of the cliff, tearing the air, and lashed towards Shen Li. The momentum is heavy.

Shen Li was startled, he didn't expect the old man in gray to attack him, even though it was just a fishing line, but the old man in gray is after all a strong man of the Great Perfection of Heaven and Human Realm. No more.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Qingluan's expression also turned cold, and with a cold snort, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the fishing line directly in his hand, and looked at the old man in gray: "Dare to ask uncle, what is the meaning of this?"

"This kid's aura spread out and scared my fish away. Shouldn't he be taught a lesson?"

The old man in gray retracted his fishing line and said coldly.

"What a joke, this place is hundreds of feet away from the river, Shen Li can't show a trace of aura, how could he scare the fish away?" Qingluan laughed back in anger.

"I said I left in shock, so I left in shock. Are you questioning me?" the gray-clothed old man said coldly.

"Even if he was startled away, the old uncle's shot was too heavy?" Qingluan said.

"So what?" the old man in gray said lightly.

Qingluan's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously angry, first she was interrupted by the old man in white, Jian Zhong, who left them aside, and now it was Jian Bo who directly attacked Shen Li, which was obviously aimed at the two of them.

"Okay, Qingluan, why did you come to Hidden Sword Peak this time?"

The old man in white, Jian Zhong, spoke, glanced at Qingluan, and said calmly.

Qingluan took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. After all, this person came here to make Shen Li apprentice, so the relationship should not be too rigid.

"This is my disciple of Qingluan Peak. His name is Shen Li. He is very talented. I hope the elders can accept him as a disciple and give him some advice." Qingluan said.

"Extremely talented? How high?" the gray-clothed old man Uncle Jian joked.

"Only two years after entering Xiaoyaomen, he stepped into the realm of heaven and man from the fifth stage of the true martial arts realm. Now he is in the third heaven, and his talent is amazing." Qingluan said.

"It seems that he is not the only one with such a speed?" Jian Zhongyou said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Qingluan asked, frowning.

"It's okay to tell you, we already accepted a disciple yesterday, who is unparalleled in talent, I'm sorry, I'm afraid your trip was in vain this time." Jian Zhong laughed.

"What, why didn't I know about this?" Qingluan was taken aback, unable to believe it.

"Could it be that the two of us have to report to you after accepting apprentices?" Uncle Jian laughed mockingly.

"Shen Li is a rare genius in my Xiaoyao Sect in a thousand years. His talent is astonishing. Who can have a higher talent than him?" Qingluan said unwillingly.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Qingluan is too confident. Could it be that I am as big as Xiaoyaomen and can't find a disciple with a higher talent than Shen Li?"

A chuckle suddenly came from the side, and everyone turned their heads, only to see a graceful figure had appeared in front of their eyes.