Hearing this new vocabulary, Li Xiaobai's ears pricked up involuntarily.
The Zhutian Fishing Technique seems to be a very awesome technique.
When the other monks saw the Fairy Fuqin speaking, they couldn't help but stop what they were doing and stopped to watch. There was a burning look in their eyes, looking very expectant.
"You're a country bumpkin, you've never even heard of the Baihe clan's fishing in the sky, you're really just a country bumpkin!"
"Haha, a country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, not only ordinary but also so confident!"
Seeing Li Xiaobai's puzzled expression, all the young talents couldn't help but burst into sarcasm, especially the young men and women gathered around Wu Yong. They all cast unkind looks at Li Xiaobai. Apparently, the other person's behavior and attitude just now were noted down.
Already.
"This is the unique resource treasure house of the Baihe family. This is not an ordinary river, but a long river treasure house. The sacred blood of the Crane family flows in it, which is infinitely powerful. It is said that this long river connects to an ancient battlefield, and every month
Extradited from
Here comes a batch of high-quality magic weapon arrays, talisman pills, and techniques, all of which are available. However, if you want to recover them, you must have strong cultivation support, otherwise if you are pulled into the river by the treasures in them, it will be real.
It’s beyond redemption!”
"The Baihe family is really kind-hearted in allowing outsiders like me and others to enjoy the rain and dew today. Thank you in advance!"
Nangong Menglu said calmly.
"Haha, Fairy Nangong is still well-informed. As expected of a disciple of Tianshen Academy, she also knows the background of my Baihe family. Yes, this river was originally a forbidden area in our clan. However, in recent years, the old man has become enlightened and will
It is open to juniors to get resources from it.”
"Don't underestimate this river. It looks very clear, but in fact it contains murderous intent. The genealogy has taught it. What flows in this river is the blood of the God of War of the Baihe clan. It flows from the special battlefield all the way back to the Baihe family, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.
The treasures transported in this river are gifts from our ancestors to the Baihe family, and they are a different kind of guardianship!"
Wu Yong put his hands behind his back, held his head high and said, looking full of superiority.
The Baihe family's ability to occupy a place in Cangtian City naturally has its own rich heritage, and the long river of blood flowing from the ancestral god of war is one of the family's heritage.
"To allow me and other foreign disciples to enter, it must be thanks to Fairy Nangong and Fairy Egret. If Fairy Nangong hadn't arrived, Fairy Egret would not have organized a game to invite young talents in the city. Speaking of which, I have to thank them both.
Where’s the seat!”
Many young monks around him clasped their fists and raised their hands, their eyes full of excitement.
Those are treasures that flowed out from the ancient battlefield. They are definitely good items that have gone through hundreds of battles. If you get two of them, they are priceless and have a surge in combat power. How can you not be tempted?
"Fellow Taoists, you don't have to be like this. As the saying goes, treasures choose their owners, and those who are virtuous will live there. Even my Baihe family cannot always occupy such precious resources. It is best to share them and let everyone appreciate them together."
The way to mutual benefit and win-win!”
"It's just that although there are many treasures in this river, there are also many dangers, so you need to be cautious."
The Fuqin fairy named Bailu smiled lightly and reminded softly.
The voice was soft and delicate, which made many male monks present feel excited.
But Li Xiaobai did not accept this trick. As an elite who had spent five hundred years and deceived and deceived him all the way, he was keenly aware that the atmosphere in this scene was unspeakably strange.
I'm afraid the root cause still has to be within this river.
What flows in the river is the blood of the War God, the ancestor of the White Crane clan. On the surface, it is as clear as a spring, but in fact it is extremely powerful, revealing a terrifying power. If it is not released, even a trace of it will be turned into ashes in an instant.
Bailu and the young talents of the Baihe clan sat down along the river bank, each with a futon, sitting cross-legged and meditating, quietly waiting for something. When the other monks saw this, they also sat down one after another, for fear of missing the good show.
Li Xiaobai was still sitting next to Nangong Menglu with a sharp look on his face, ignoring the dagger-like looks in his eyes. He judged that among the many young disciples in the field, Nangong Menglu's cultivation level should be one of the best, so he hid behind him.
I don't think anyone would dare to plot against him.
"Country boy, look at it, today your ancestors have accumulated good deeds, and you can actually witness the tricks of my Baihe clan. When you go back, you can brag about it for the rest of your life!"
Wu Yong said coldly, his words full of sarcasm.
"Don't be jealous, the treasures inside are not something you can touch!"
"Boo!"
"Fairy Egret has begun the extradition!"
A monk spoke up to stop the quarrel. Beside the river bank, the Fairy Fuqin stretched out a slender hand and pinched complicated seals in the air. The gurgling water gradually stopped and then began to flow backwards.
The treasure began to trace back from the invisible end of the river.
At the same time, all the young disciples of the Baihe family performed hand seals in unison, and the power of the bloodline of the crane clan flourished in their bodies. The rich power of the immortal gods emerged all over their bodies and condensed a fishing rod in their hands. This fishing rod was made of blood.
Constructed of strength and cultivation, it is extremely tough, exudes a terrifying aura, and blooms with fairy light.
This is the innate method of the Baihe clan, the fishing method of the heavens, which can use one's own cultivation and the power of blood in the body to condense a fishing rod to fish wantonly in this river that hides murderous intent.
"Earlier, I heard that the fishing method of the White Crane clan is unique, even among the geniuses in Tianshen Academy. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see it today. The White Crane clan is really well-deserved. The power of the White Crane bloodline in this body is dexterous and ever-changing.
So spiritual!”
After seeing clearly the methods of the monks of the White Crane clan, Nangong Menglu couldn't help but admire it. This fishing rod is so beautiful and perfect for fishing for treasures from ancient battlefields.
"Fairy Nangong, don't be too modest. These are just some small tricks. I heard that the Nangong family's Exquisite Variety of Transformations is a first-class skill. It has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats on the treacherous and ever-changing battlefield, showing off its talents!"
Wu Yong laughed loudly, shook the long rod in his hand, and the fishing rod pierced out like a spiritual snake. Everyone's eyes were blurred. When they looked again, they saw a bronze lamp in his hand, and they couldn't help but have a look of shock on their faces.
Surprisingly, they couldn't see how the other party acted!
"This should be a lamp, but it's a pity that the candle flame has been extinguished and the divinity has been lost, so it has no use. It can be used as a plaything to appreciate."
Wu Yong tapped the bronze lamp with his finger and said softly, "This is an object that came out of the ancient battlefield. It was full of knife marks, and the divinity in it was forcibly wiped out. It's hard to imagine what kind of battle it witnessed."
After playing with it for a while, he lost interest. He turned to look at Li Xiaobai and asked provocatively: "How about it? Why don't you give it a try? You might be lucky enough to get a treasure!"