The Strongest Sect Development System Starts The Candle Dragon Ground Vein

Chapter 536

Zhongzhou is named after being in the mainland, and it is a land of outstanding people.

Here is the overwhelming pressure of the great thousands of air transport, thousands of ethnic groups, strong like clouds, choking the arteries of the Nine Realms, seizing the world's resources, and alone on the top of the mountain.

Central Continent is divided into South Central Continent and North Central Continent.

In the center of Beizhongzhou, there is a huge city called Shanhai.

It has a vast expanse of thousands of miles, its inspiration is shrouded, and its heritage is extraordinary.

In a forest in Shanhaicheng, a winding mountain range is like the back of Azure Dragon, lying on its back.

There is a lake at the foot of the mountain, two people, drizzle and falling flowers.

The person sitting alone by the lake is quite strange.

He was wearing a black armor, blood red to show the lines of the fish, full of majestic aura. On the armor, the heads of a hundred ghosts were carved, ferocious and vicious!

But this person himself exudes a long, aura of righteousness, and a breath of righteousness and evil, making him curious and Sacred.

He wears the Red Profound Douyu on his head, with sharp blood-red horns on both sides of the helmet, and a steel mask covering his face so tightly that only his eyes are exposed.

His eyes are closed, and his eyelids are covered with pitch-black scales, which is terrifying.

He is cold and cold, sitting in the grass by the lake, like a huge mountain, and the air between heaven and earth is turbulent because of him.

This mysterious man is fishing with a rod.

His palm is also covered with steel armor.

Behind this person, there is an old man in a crown and a beautiful dress. He is sitting on the ground, his hands in his hands, and he is sleepy.

The mysterious person sat quietly, calmly, and time seemed to freeze.

When he was fishing, he was most relaxed.

He likes fish, all kinds of fish.

He kept the fish in the sea, in the pool, in the niche dedicated to the spirit gods.

He is crazy about fish, there are fish on his clothes, and the mount is a fish, so he can't do without fish...

Fishing is a vulgar thing. The vulgar can enter the market, and the Jacob can go to the high hall, and temper the human heart.

Fishing requires patience, calmness and good scrutiny.

He sits calmly, like a sculpture, waiting patiently for the fish to bait.

At this time.

Someone came.

He walked very quietly, almost silent.

Because even behind the mysterious person, the old man at the semi-sacred Cultivation Base didn't notice the person's arrival.

This man has a silver coat and silver crown, a handsome face, and a blood-colored folding fan with a black chrysanthemum pattern on the fan, which is extraordinary.

He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, looking gentle like a spring breeze.

The mysterious man turned his back to him, motionless, but he seemed to have eyes behind him.

"A Tian, ​​you are here."

When he spoke, his voice was like thunder rolling across the horizon, deep and majestic, making people feel a sense of inexplicable fear.

The mysterious man opened his eyes slightly and looked at the fishing rod.

His eyes are purple.

Dark, deep, and without the slightest emotion, anyone who looks at him will inevitably shudder and have a nightmare.

The old man in Chinese clothes quickly got up and cupped hands from the silver-clad man: "Master Xiu!"

The man in silver put away his folding fan and salutes the mysterious person respectfully:

"Master."

The mysterious person is like a giant clock, and the universe is full of terrifying power. He didn't respond, just stared at the fishing rod.

"Master, this disciple is..." A Tian said.

"Shh..."

The mysterious person made a silent sound.

A Tian looked at the fishing rod and seemed to understand something. He swallowed back what he wanted to say, and sat down next to the mysterious person in silence.

Suddenly!

The fishing rod floated, the mysterious hand raised, and a black shadow fell into the grass.

It's a very fat fish!

The head of the fish is golden, and the body of the fish is dark.

Golden Crowned Perch!

Perch in light rain is the most active and plump.

The mysterious person raised his hand, and the golden-crowned black perch unhooked and flew into the fish basket next to it.

This is the first fish.

The mysterious person seemed quite satisfied. He put down the fishing line again, and took out another fishing rod from nowhere, and handed it to his apprentice.

Ah Tian started fishing without saying a word.

Light rain fell on Bihu Lake.

Attentively, Ah Tian suddenly felt the fishing rod sink, and he realized that the fish had taken the bait!

When the line was calmly closed, a white fish was thrown up.

The white fish is long and thin, struggling vigorously.

The mysterious man took a look.

He just continued fishing in silence.

If the fish is not fat, they are not qualified to talk to the Master...

Ah Tian wants to cry.

He let out the little white fish in silence.

Clean up your mood and go fishing again.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ah Tian catches the fish again, this time it is a big, chubby fish!

The mysterious person's eyes gleamed, and finally he said, "What's the matter?"

His voice was cold.

A Tian smiled bitterly, Master, he always cherishes words like gold.

He got up, stood respectfully, and said, "The Nine-Mai Yantianding Ding will soon be repaired by Dao Wuchen."

The mysterious person was silent.

He said a little speechlessly: "If Gu remembers correctly, the tripod has been repaired for ten years..."

A Tian looked embarrassed: "That guy is an obsessive-compulsive disorder, a little flaw is not allowed to exist, and this extraordinary thing, it is naturally troublesome and time-consuming to repair..."

As he said that, A Tian himself became angry, "If he hadn't been a friend of the disciple, the disciple would have kicked this guy flying!"

The mysterious person said faintly: "At present, only this person can repair the Nine-Maid Yantianding Ding. If he loses a hair, you can figure it out."

Ah Tian:...

"Tell him that it's better to repair it in half a month, Gu... it's been too long!"

There is a trace of hostility in the mysterious person's words that can destroy all things, and his voice is gentle, but it makes Ah Tian sweat instantly!

He bowed his head and said, "The disciple understands."

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