"You are already a mature immortal cultivator, and you should know that fighting spirit is useless."
The old man in coir raincoat had a slightly sarcastic expression on his face, but his tone was very calm: "However, your cultivation speed is extremely fast, so it is normal for you to not cherish it so much, but your bottleneck also comes quickly."
Xia Tian said casually: "How come I don't know I have a bottleneck?"
"Why do you have to put on airs in front of me?"
The old man in the coir raincoat chuckled lightly, his slightly squinted eyes showing a cold light that could see through people, "You must have been stuck in the Tribulation Stage for some time. To be precise, you have been stuck in the Seventh Needle Against Heaven. It must have been a long time."
Already."
Xia Tian said expressionlessly: "This is not a bottleneck. I already know how to break through."
When the old man in coir raincoat heard Xia Tian's words, he asked casually: "Aren't you curious, why do I know about your situation?"
"Why be curious?"
Xia Tian curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "No matter how you know it, you already know it anyway.
But the eight anti-heaven needles cannot be practiced once you know them.
Even if I could practice, I still wouldn't be able to reach my current state."
Having said this, Xia Tian directly glanced at the old man in coir raincoat: "For example, you can't."
"He is indeed a wise man."
The old man in coir raincoat was not angry at Xia Tian's offense. On the contrary, he was a little happy, "Yes, I have also practiced the Eight Needles Against Heaven, but I haven't even mastered the first one."
"It's normal."
Xia Tian looked like this and said calmly: "Those who claim to have practiced, actually haven't even scratched the surface of the Eight Heavenly Needles."
"Your talent is indeed amazing, but the Eight Needles Against Heaven are not perfect."
The old man in coir raincoat was slightly disdainful of Xia Tian's arrogance, and said in a slow voice: "Although I have never practiced the Eight Heaven-defying Needles, when it comes to understanding it, no one can understand it more comprehensively than me today, not even you.
"
Xia Tian casually said: "You haven't practiced yet, and you dare to claim that you understand it. Are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease?"
"Because I sorted out and improved the Eight Heaven-defying Needles."
The old man in coir raincoat chuckled lightly, assuming a condescending attitude unique to his seniors, "Even if Emperor Ye himself was alive, he couldn't possibly understand the Eight Heaven-defying Needles better than I do.
Because what he cares more about is the entire Sutra Against the Truth."
Xia Tian sneered: "That's right, you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
"There is no need for me to tell such lies."
The coir raincoat old man shook his head slightly with some disdain and said softly: "You probably still don't know the origin of the Eight Heaven-defying Needles, right?"
Xia Tian yawned lazily: "I've heard it from several people, old man, do you want to tell a story too?"
"What I tell is not a story, but an experience."
The old man in coir raincoat said seriously: "About 20,000 years ago, Emperor Ye and I met in the so-called True Immortal Realm.
Later, we discovered that it was actually a fake world of true immortals, but it was actually a ruins. It was also in this ruins that we actually found the corpses of several true immortals, and then took out some things from his storage bag.
"
Xia Tian said: "You are here to pick up other people's trash."
"You can say that, but it's nothing to be ashamed of."
The old man in coir raincoat looked indifferent and said nonchalantly: "Even the garbage of a true immortal is enough for us immortal cultivators to enjoy endlessly.
However, because we didn't have enough resources at that time, we only moved a very small amount of things out of the storage bag.
After discussion, all the books and jade slips belong to him, and all the elixirs and magic weapons belong to me."
"They probably fell out again later because of the uneven distribution of the spoils."
Xia Tian guessed casually.
The old man in coir raincoat ignored Xia Tian's words and continued to talk about his past with a rather nostalgic look: "I relied on those things to establish a sect in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and quickly established a firm foothold.
However, Ye Di's ambition is too great, and he even wants to sort out those skills and use them to overthrow the Taoist foundation of the entire Immortal Cultivation Alliance, which naturally makes all the high-level Immortal Cultivators in the alliance dissatisfied."
Xia Tian stretched lazily: "Old man, how long are you going to tell this crappy story?
I have to go back to find Fuyao's wife, and I don't have time to spend time with you, a bad guy, talking nonsense here."
"No need to rush."
The old man in coir raincoat chuckled and said: "Fairy Fuyao is rushing this way. She will be here after you listen to the story I tell you."
Xia Tian's mood improved a little: "Then speak quickly, I only give you one minute, if you exceed it, don't blame me for beating you."
"You should understand the origin of the Eight Anti-Tian Needles."
The old man in coir raincoat shook his head and said slightly disappointedly: "Only by clarifying this, can you trace back to the source and find the true meaning of this set of acupuncture techniques, so that you will not be bound by the rules I set."
Xia Tian said: "The rules you set?"
"One needle brings life, two needles kill, three needles flesh and white bones, four needles wash the marrow, five needles make the elixir, six needles the god, seven needles the immortal, and eight needles can reverse the heavens."
A look of pride appeared on the face of the old man in coir raincoat, and he said with a smile: "This set of words was summarized by me after sorting out and improving the complete set of acupuncture techniques."
"Then your cultural level is not very good."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "It doesn't sound rhyme at all."
"Who said that? It actually fits the rhyme quite well."
The old man in coir raincoat disagreed with Xia Tian's statement and said directly: "Do you know that it took me hundreds of years just to summarize the efficacy of each injection."
After saying that, he looked at Xia Tian with some sigh, and said rather condescendingly: "If you can practice this skill so smoothly, you should be grateful to me. If not, you will not be able to figure it out at all.
Since you have practiced the Eight Heaven-defying Needles, you are my de facto disciple. You should kneel down and respectfully call me Patriarch."
"Stop talking."
Xia Tian did not fall for the trick at all, and said directly: "I only have three masters, that is the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo, the dark emperor Lu Ren and the god of death Allen.
In fact, my fairy sister helps me the most when it comes to cultivating immortals, but she is my wife and is not counted as a master.
Apart from them, no one is worthy of being my master."
The old man in coir raincoat shook his head in disappointment: "I heard that there is a saying in your area, which is that when you drink water, don't forget the man who dug the well. It seems that you are not a person who remembers the source when drinking water and knows how to be grateful."
"You want me to be grateful to you?"
Xia Tian's answer was quite straightforward: "Who do you think you are? Do you deserve it?"
"Hey, it seems that you don't want to know where the true essence of the eight heaven-defying needles lies."
The old man in coir raincoat sneered and said: "The magic of the eight heaven-defying acupuncture needles is not actually how magical the acupuncture method is or how convenient the path to immortality is. The most important thing is that it has a secret door that can transcend the stage of inducing heavenly tribulation. Ascend directly to the true immortal world.
You should be very interested in this, right?"
Having said this, his face showed a look of confidence unique to a fisherman: "As long as you become my disciple and enter my sect, I will tell you this essence, how about it?"
"not interested."
Xia Tian said very casually: "I don't need to know the secret door or the open door. If I want to ascend, I have my own method, and it's not anyone else's turn to control it."
The old man in coir raincoat was silent.
"Old man, is the story finished?"
Xia Tian asked with a smile.
"call out!"
The old man in coir raincoat suddenly moved the fishing rod in his hand, making a very slight sound, and a trace of murderous intent flew out quietly.
The next second, the entire river suddenly boiled, creating huge waves hundreds of feet high.
Then, he moved the fishing rod again, and the huge waves suddenly returned to calm, as if the movement just now had never happened at all.
"do you understand?"
The old man in coir raincoat turned his head slightly and looked towards Xia Tian.
Xia Tian curled his lips: "Old man, do you think this kind of trick can scare me?"
"It seems that your understanding of the Eight Heaven-defying Needles is not deep enough."
The old man in coir raincoat had a look of disappointment on his face: "You didn't even notice the change in my posture. Your understanding of the seventh needle is still lacking. You still don't want to try the eighth needle in a thousand years."
"I can try whatever I want, it's none of your business."
Xia Tian was quite unhappy when he heard this.
"Snapped!"
The old man in coir raincoat suddenly swung his fishing rod, drawing up a large area of river water, and rushed towards Xia Tian.
With these huge waves, let alone summer, the entire boat would probably be washed away.
"You want to play this with me?"
Xia Tian was not frightened at all, and a silver needle appeared between her fingers, which was an outer needle.
The tribulation power of ice and fire rotated rapidly, turning into a whirlpool of spiritual energy and heading towards the big waves.
"Your change of style is quite interesting."
The old man in coir raincoat's eyes lit up, showing some interest: "To have come this far, you are indeed the best trial embryo of the Eight Needles Against Heaven. If you don't become my disciple, then you can only be my chess piece.
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"Snapped!"
There was another soft sound.
The fishing rod came out of the water, like a sword, and slashed out sword energy, all of which rushed towards Xia Tian without any surprise.
Xia Tian discovered that something was wrong. The river water actually had a strange suction force that could continuously drain away his ice and fire power.
And the sword energy that flew towards them was so tricky that he had to duck and dodge.
However, Xia Tian still didn't panic.
Piaomiao steps, Luoyan steps, so close to the end of the world, shrinking into an inch...
These movements were used one by one, and there was even a faint feeling that they were all integrated together.
"Change your tactics when the situation arises and adapt to circumstances."
Only then did the old man in coir raincoat burst into laughter, nodded and praised: "Interesting, really interesting. Although you did not evolve as I expected, this kind of accident is more in line with the ultimate essence deduced by the Night Emperor.
"
"Come again!"
Thinking of the wonderful thing, he raised his hand and made a move towards Tianhe: "Water magical power, fish and dragon transformation."
The river water is like a swimming dragon, slowly rising up.
The scales all over his body lit up.
An indescribable aura began to permeate the surroundings, so oppressive that the entire space seemed to collapse.
The huge water dragon opened its mouth and swallowed Xia Tian directly into its belly.
"Water magical power, return to the ruins tide!"
Suddenly, the water dragon that had been flowing all day turned into strands and drops of water vapor, like fog and smoke, and the sky and the earth became misty.
Legend has it that the water of the Tianhe River is endless.
At this time, it all seeped into Xia Tian's body.
"Haha, if you don't die, it means that my idea is right."
The old man in the coir raincoat stood on the boat with his hands folded and murmured: "If it fails, I'm afraid it will take thousands of years to cultivate the next seed of the source of truth."
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, a round hole suddenly opened on the top of the water dragon.
Then, a big hand stretched out from it and directly grabbed Xia Tian and the water dragon.