After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

The sun and moon change, the stars change.

In the blink of an eye, ten years flew by.

Winter, heavy snow.

Beside Jingxin Lake, there is a snow-white figure standing quietly. At first glance, it would be mistaken for a snowman.

Qiu Wuji wears a bamboo hat, listens to the wind and snow, and feels as calm as water.

He is waiting for the fish to bite.

The system does not release tasks every day, but he still insists on fishing for two hours every day.

There is no other reason than it has become a habit.

Moreover, fishing allows him to quietly immerse himself in a peaceful world.

In the boring practice day and night, give yourself some comfort to your body and spirit.

Phew~!

The fish bit and the line was tightened quickly.

Qiu Wuji gently pulled the fishing rod.

There was a crash and a golden carp jumped out.

[Congratulations to the host for completing today’s fishing mission and receiving the reward: Earth Rock Flower]

[It is detected that the host catches koi, which triggers great luck and wins a surprise grand prize: Thor Bahuang! 】

"Here it comes!" Qiu Wuji heard the system's voice, and a smile flashed across his lips.

Ten years of hard training and ten years of fishing in Jingxin Lake have brought about earth-shaking changes in his temperament.

His face is calm and gentle, and his tall and muscular body looks mature and reliable.

An orange-red spiritual flower with an extremely gorgeous shape appeared in Qiu Wuji's hand.

When it appeared, the temperature suddenly rose, and the snow evaporated three feet away around it.

The rock flower is an extremely rare spiritual plant.

It grows near underground magma and only blooms after thousands of years. It contains rich power of the fire element, which is what he needs most to improve his strength.

In ten years, he received nearly a thousand awards.

But there are not many that can truly be called rare treasures, and even fewer that are suitable for his use.

In the past ten years, he has been concentrating on practicing Qimen Dunjia, supplementing various martial arts secrets, and also has some special magical powers.

Each level of Qimen Dunjia's practice is more difficult than the last, and each level is more than ten times more difficult than the previous level.

So much so that it took him ten years to cultivate Qimen Dunjia to the fourth level.

The first level of Ximen, the five elements belong to water, located on the chest. After being penetrated, the strength and endurance will be greatly improved (about twenty times the increase).

The second level of Dumen, the five elements belong to wood, is located on the spine, which greatly improves explosive power and speed. It took two years to complete.

The third door, the five elements belong to gold, is located in the brain, which greatly improves toughness and balance. It took five years to get through.

The fourth level of Jingmen, the five elements belong to fire, located in the back of the heart, which greatly increases the strength of the physical body and causes qualitative changes in the body.

He has been practicing the fourth level Scenery Sect for three years and has not yet mastered it. The progress is less than one-third, which is very slow.

Even with the help of the system, I took a lot of fire-attributed treasures.

This shows how difficult it is to practice Qimen Dunjia.

Without the help of the system, it would take him fifty years to reach the fourth level.

"It's a pity that I have never been able to get spiritual fire, even the cherished animal fire."

Qiu Wuji shook his head, put away the rock flowers, and didn't think about it anymore.

The so-called spiritual fire is a strange thing born between heaven and earth.

It has a powerful spirituality and contains violent power.

The temperature and fire attribute energy are simply not comparable to ordinary flames.

If we could get a kind of spiritual fire and use it to attack the Jingmen, it would be possible to reach full progress in an instant and penetrate directly!

"The surprise prize, Thunder God Bahuang, turns out to be a set of spiritual weapons. Let's study it when we go back."

Qiu Wuji put away the fishing rod and released the golden carp. Three black fish weighing about four kilograms were left in the barrel.

The small ones are not enough to eat, but the big ones are meaty, about four pounds is just right.

He has a huge appetite now, and one fish is no longer enough for him.

In addition to fish, there will be other game for dinner, all caught in the mountains, including many ferocious monsters.

He took off his bamboo hat, dusted off the snow, and put it on again.

The heavy snow is still falling, and there is a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth.

Even so, there are still disciples coming and going in Jingxin Lake.

Most of them were lovers, holding oil-paper umbrellas, talking to each other, talking and laughing in low voices.

Walking on the path by the lake, there were two women and two men walking side by side behind Qiu Wuji.

They saw Qiu Wuji in front of them and started discussing in a low voice.

"That's Qiu Wuji. I heard that he is a fisherman and fishes in Jingxin Lake every afternoon."

"He looks quite handsome."

"What's the point of being handsome? What achievements can a physical practitioner achieve?" the male disciple said disdainfully.

"A man who is punished to meditate on the wall of a lake for fifty years, what else can he do besides fishing and sweeping graves?" Another male disciple followed closely.

"Senior Brother Zhao, who is this Qiu Wuji?" the pretty girl asked.

It had only been two and a half years since she joined the Taoist sect, and this was the first time she heard the name Qiu Wuji.

"That happened a long time ago. About ten years ago, Qiu Wuji stole the show at the outer sect's ten-year trial meeting. He was spotted by the empress and wanted to take him away as a disciple of the inner sect and let him become a disciple of the inner sect. The fourth protector of the saint."

"But when the saint saw Qiu Wuji, she suddenly remembered the past. It turned out that when Qiu Wuji first entered the sect, she peeped at a female disciple taking a bath in Nanhu, and was caught by the saint."

"When the empress learned about this, she deprived him of his place as a disciple of Qiu Wuji's inner sect and punished him to dwell on the wall of Jingxin Lake for fifty years."

"He actually peeked at a female disciple taking a bath, hiss..."

The pretty girl shook her head and took a breath, scorning this behavior.

"That's right, that's right. As a disciple of my Xuantian Dao Sect, he actually did such a dirty thing. He is simply a scum. Fortunately, the empress was wise and did not let him enter the inner sect and punished him for fifty years."

The young man responded.

"Fifty years, if you ask me, I should just gouge out his eyes, abolish his cultivation, and expel him from the sect."

Another male disciple's face was full of disgust and indignation.

Although he has also visited every place with water in the inner sect to feast his eyes on it.

But now that he is accompanied by beautiful women, he must cater to them, show his attitude, and establish a good image for himself.

"Speaking of protectors, I heard that Her Highness the Saint has returned from training, and the sect will hold a trial meeting to select the fourth protector for Her Highness the Saint." Another tall female disciple said.

"Only a genius like Her Majesty the Saint can complete ten years of training alone. If it were anyone else, they might not be able to last even a year." The male disciple sighed with emotion.

"Maybe."

Qiu Wuji's five-sensory perception ability was extremely strong. Even through the vast wind and snow and several feet away, he could clearly hear the four disciples behind him pointing at him, and he couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that ten years is too long."

Qiu Wuji stopped. Ten years ago, he crushed the old disciples of the Punishment Hall and disabled their hands and feet. He established his reputation in Jingxin Lake and made many disciples very afraid of him.

Later, some disciples in the Punishment Hall came to trouble him again, and they were all beaten until their teeth were all over the floor.

After that, no disciple dared to offend him again.

As time passed, he gradually fell into silence and spent ten stable years.

But with the return of the saint's experience, the events of that year were brought out again.

But people seem to have forgotten their own ferocity.

Huh~!

The four of them heard the sudden sound of breaking wind coming from ahead and hurriedly stopped.

They saw a sharp sword strike at their feet, the snow melted and the stone slabs shattered.

"who?"

As an old disciple of Jin Guangfeng and the senior brother of the three, Zhao Qun naturally stepped forward and stood in front of the three.

In the wind and snow, autumn is coming slowly.

He also held a branch in his hand.

That's right, he was the one who used the branch to make the sword just now.

"Weren't you just discussing me?" Qiu Wuji took off his bamboo hat and smiled kindly.

"Autumn... Autumn is boundless!" Zhao Qun frowned upon seeing this.

They were puzzled. They waited until Qiu Wuji was far away before they started discussing. How could he still hear them?

Is this guy a good guy?

"If you dare to act like a man, you dare to do dirty things yourself. Why, don't you dare to let others tell you now?" Another male disciple, Zhang Qing, said disdainfully.

(ps: footprint mark, correcting typos and polishing the pen today, stop here, sleep.)