bullyxtreme Chapter 417 Little Golden Pill
Chapter 417 Little Golden Pill
However, before the condensed spiritual power could hit the old man, he was thrown out by the long fishing rod.
What shocked him was that at that moment, he could not use any of his spiritual power at all.
This is how the same thing?
The man stared with his eyes wide open, and before he could react, he had already fallen into the water.
"Hmph." The old man snorted coldly and continued walking forward.
Everyone who followed held their breath, fearing that they had somehow provoked this senior.
The old man continued walking, and when he reached Luosan, he suddenly stopped.
He raised his head and glanced at Luo Shan, then said softly.
"The little girl is pretty good."
"Thank you for the praise, senior." Luo San nodded, his tone respectful.
"Ha." The old man uttered "Ha" lightly, and then continued walking.
Luo Shan looked at the long fishing rod and found that the rod was selective in who it poked. For example, those who lined up obediently were not poked.
Although those who were stabbed later endured it, Luo San felt it was not easy.
There was a huge rock next to the ferry, and the old man jumped over it with a wooden barrel.
This time, there was no trace of the unsteady gait from before.
After putting the barrel away, the old man started fishing.
Everyone looked at the old man, not understanding why he chose to fish here. Looking at the small thatched cottage, he must have been here for a long time.
The old man was not affected by the gazes of the crowd at all and continued fishing quietly.
As time went by, the monks realized that it was meaningless.
However, those monks who cut in line found that they could no longer use the spiritual power in their dantian after being poked by the fishing rods.
He was horrified, but didn't dare show it.
He stared at the old man who was still fishing on the rock with a strange look, and finally retreated to the back of the team with a grim look on his face.
After lining up obediently, the shackles in their dantian disappeared instantly. The monks looked at each other, secretly wary of the old man on the boulder.
The Nascent Soul cultivator who had fallen into the water earlier also climbed out, but he was soaking wet and couldn't even use spells.
Only then did he realize that he had provoked an existence that should not be provoked.
He went to the back of the team dejectedly, not daring to say a word.
Different from the fear and vigilance that everyone else showed towards the old man, Luo Shan found the old man very interesting.
The old man threw the bait, but there was no fish for a long time, which was comparable to her fishing skills when she was in Jiuli Village.
Ten days later, the queue at the ferry became longer and longer. Perhaps out of consideration for the elderly, no one cut in line anymore.
In fact, Luo Shan could also fly over there, but it would be too troublesome. After all, flying to Penglai would consume at least half of the spiritual power in her dantian.
By this calculation, she still needs dozens of top-grade spirit stones to replenish her spiritual power. If she only takes a boat, she only needs 600 high-grade spirit stones to reach Penglai, which is naturally much more cost-effective.
Ten days later, a Dharma ship had returned. This was a Dharma ship that could accommodate a thousand people. Luo San counted them and found that he was on it. So he took out six hundred high-quality spirit stones, paid the fare, and got on board directly.
In just a short while, the boat was full and the ferry was crowded with people. Luo San took a rough look and found that there were more people than when she arrived.
Originally, there were only one or two magic ships that went to Penglai, but because of the secret realm and the dragon tomb, several more were temporarily added.
Otherwise, Luo San would have to wait for more than a month at the ferry before he could get on the boat.
The sea surface was sparkling. Luo Shan stood on the deck, breathing in the wet and salty sea breeze, and inexplicably thought of the Wuwang Sea in the Four Directions Realm.
The spiritual land of Wuwang Sea, the dragon tomb and foundation-building secret realm of the East China Sea, there are really many opportunities in this sea.
Yes, the land was almost turned upside down by the human cultivators, and only in the deep sea did the human cultivators have the ability to search it inch by inch.
After all, there are sea monsters in the sea.
Luo Shan thought about it and looked at the cultivators on the splint. Most of them were foundation-building cultivators, and there were also quite a few golden elixirs. However, there were no Mahayana cultivators.
I think even Mahayana monks would disdain to ride on the Dharma ship.
Luo Shan looked at others, and naturally someone was also looking at Luo Shan. After all, the old man with profound strength treated the Jindan female cultivator differently.
This is enough to show that this female cultivator is extraordinary.
Some people thought so, and some even walked directly towards Luo San, wanting to make friends with him.
Luo Shan looked at the person, who was a female Jindan cultivator. She was wearing a light blue gauze skirt and had a green sword hanging around her waist.
"Fellow Daoist, my name is Cheng Jiao, and I am a casual cultivator. May I know your name?"
Cheng Jiao said, smiling awkwardly:
"I have no other intentions. I just want to make friends with you."
There was indeed no malice in the other party's words. Luo Shan was just about to say his name when he remembered that he should be "famous" in the Wufang Realm because of that idiot Luo Ershan.
So he said:
"My name is Qi Ying, and I'm also a casual cultivator."
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Qi." Cheng Jiao said with a smile:
"I heard there is a dragon tomb in the East China Sea this time, and I want to try my luck there. I wonder if you are willing to form a team with me so that we can look after each other."
"I also want to try my luck, but I'd rather be alone. I'm sorry, fellow Daoist Cheng." Luo Shan declined.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, you might as well reconsider this. This dragon tomb must be underwater. I have two top-grade water-repellent beads here. If Fellow Daoist Qi is willing to cooperate with me, I would like to give out one of the water-repellent beads as a gift to Fellow Daoist Qi." Cheng Jiao wanted to give up, but when she saw the wooden ring bracelet on Luo San's hand, she immediately changed her mind.
This Daoist Fellow Qi said that he was a casual cultivator, but she didn't believe it. A casual cultivator who could use a ring space of such a high grade must be a descendant of a big family.
As children of large families, they naturally have plenty of life-saving trump cards in their hands. If they can act together with the other party, they would probably be more protected.
As a Jindan cultivator, if she sought cooperation with Yuanying Zhenjun, the greatest possibility was that she would be used as a pawn by Yuanying Zhenjun. In this case, it would be better for her to find someone with a similar cultivation level, so that she could feel at ease and the other party could also feel at ease.
Luo Shan wanted to refuse again. After all, he already had water-repellent beads, but their quality was just so-so.
Seeing that many people were looking at this side, Luo Shan was about to refuse, but then he changed his words and said:
"can."
"But I have a weird temper. I hope Fellow Daoist Cheng won't take it too seriously." Luo San gave a warning in advance.
I thought Cheng Jiao would hesitate after hearing this, but unexpectedly she immediately laughed and said:
"It doesn't matter. Since Fellow Daoist Qi has agreed to cooperate, let's get to know each other better. Fellow Daoist Qi, you won't find me annoying, right?"
Luo Shan: "As you wish."
Luo Shan had no objection. If something really happened, she would weigh the interests and decide whether to help.
The two formed a temporary team, and Cheng Jiao squeezed to the two sides of Luo San, thinking that they could get to know each other better.