The first thousand two hundred and sixty-five chapters
"No problem, just look at me."
Little Lotus put on a posture, and with a whoosh, she arrived in front of the Holy Saint.
A lotus flower bloomed above his head.
A drop of nectar flowed from the stamen to the petals. The little lotus root shook its head, and the nectar fell into the glass vase in the hand of the poor saint.
Snap.
A few drops of water splashed.
Then, Xiao Ou shook her head again, and the lotus on her head disappeared without a trace.
"Perfect!"
Xiao Ou said confidently.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the glass bottle in the hands of the poor saint.
This is a space spiritual treasure. The six-colored carp are contained in it. They look pitifully small. An ordinary person would probably not be able to see whether they have beards or not.
However, none of the people present were ordinary people. Even if the six-colored carp was a hundred times smaller, they could still see it clearly.
Time passes minute by minute.
Everyone stared at it for half a quarter of an hour, but the six-colored carps showed no signs of growing whiskers.
Gu Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and his eyes fell on Xiao Ou with a look of suspicion on his face.
"Why hasn't there been any movement for so long? Are you fooling us?
If you really fool us, your confinement period will be ten thousand years."
Gu Xuan sneered.
Xiao Ou shuddered and hid behind the poor and fearful saint.
"Of course it won't be so fast. There are more than a hundred six-color carp there, and it will take at least ten days to catch them."
The poor and fearful saint frowned.
"Then how did that nine-color carp fish evolve so quickly?"
Xiao Ou felt guilty and said: "It secretly took a bite of my flower petals, of course it must be faster."
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes and picked up Xiao Ou Root.
Then, under the coercion and inducement of Gu Xuan and Qiongfeng Sage, two petals were picked off amidst Xiao Ou's cries.
The glass bottle was difficult to operate, so the poor saint simply put the six-colored carp back into the deep pool and used the holy power to condense a holy water pool to prevent them from escaping.
The two petals were divided into more than a hundred parts, all of which were fed to the six-colored carp.
Sure enough, the group of six-color carp immediately burst into nine-color light, and a long beard grew out from both sides of their mouths.
Suddenly, more than a hundred nine-color carp kings were jumping around in the Shengli Pool. They looked lively and even more beautiful.
Lu Yishou was behind Gu Xuan and the two of them, making his mouth water.
Not to mention that these nine-color carp kings have the possibility of transforming into dragons, but they just don’t. Look at this figure, look at this color, look at this light, you can know that this is definitely a delicacy in the world!
Tiantianhu stood next to Lu Yishou, and he had the urge to jump into the pool. Catching fish or something, it was always fun.
The Blood Ancestor learned the lesson and watched from a distance without moving. He knew very well that it was basically hopeless to suck the blood of these carp.
"Hahaha, what a great harvest. With so many nine-color carp kings, there must be one who can turn into a dragon."
The Poor Saint admired the Nine-Colored Carp King who kept swimming happily in the Holy Power Pool, and couldn't help but laugh.
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The words "The poor are afraid of the saints" contain quite a lot of information.
If the Nine-Colored Carp King wants to transform into a dragon, he must find the Dragon Gate. Looking at the poor and fearful Saint, he seems determined to win, as if he knows where the Dragon Gate is.
Gu Xuan probed: "Does the old man know where the Dragon Gate is?"
The poor man who was afraid of the saints smiled and just had to write the words "I know" on his face.
"I don't know, and I won't tell you if I know. Stop talking nonsense, there are a total of one hundred and ten nine-color carp kings here, and each of us has fifty-five."
The poor and fearful saint waved the glass vase and prepared to take the Nine-Colored Carp King inside.
But, at this moment, hundreds of figures surrounded him from all directions.
"Wait a minute!"
Among these figures, the one flying at the front turned out to be an intermediate-level warrior in the Holy Realm.
As soon as he appeared, Lu Yishou's expression changed.
"The Li family of the Alchemy Saint Family, the Alchemist Li Yuankui!
Didn't you die... and go to a place of misery? How come you are here?"
Lu Yishou's words made Gu Xuan and Qiongfear Saint look slightly sideways.
Wufang Bitter Land is a bitter and cold place in the legend of Burntian Continent. The spiritual energy in it is barren, and it may not even be as good as the spiritual energy in the barren desert of Burntian Continent.
It has always been the last place of struggle for many people who have not made a breakthrough for a long time and whose time is running out. It is extremely dangerous. It is probably not an exaggeration to describe it as a crisis at every step.
However, just a few hundred years ago, there were several peerless geniuses from hidden families who went crazy for unknown reasons and all went to the "Place of Nowhere".
Once they leave, no one comes back.
It was at that time that the top geniuses of several hidden families fell apart.
Many people believe that they have perished, because once they go to a place of endless suffering, it is really difficult to come back alive.
There, it's a bit more dangerous than the Secret Realm of Time.
Otherwise, if they continue to show their talents in Fentian Continent, it is still unclear whether Ouyang Huadie of the Ouyang Family can win the first place in the competition among the younger generation.
Lu Yishou is also a person who has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he knows very clearly about the group of geniuses who went to Wu Fang Di.
And Li Yuankui is one of those geniuses.
That's why he was so shocked when he saw that the person coming was actually Li Yuankui.
Because in his consciousness, he had long attributed Li Yuankui to the dead.
Li Yuankui glanced at Lu Yishou, with memories in his eyes.
After a moment, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.
"It turns out that you, a little fat boy, have grown into a big fat boy in the past. It seems that my time to go to the place where there is no direction will be long."
Li Yuankui sighed and focused his burning gaze on the pool of holy power.
"Two of you, tell me your terms. I, Li Yuankui, want all of these nine-color carp kings!"
As he spoke, a violent aura surged out of Li Yuankui's body, like a tornado, rushing straight into the sky.
The originally blue sky suddenly became filled with dark clouds, as if a storm was about to come at any time.
This kind of momentum cannot be unleashed by ordinary mid-level holy realm warriors.
Lu Yishou's expression did not change, and he took a few steps back. Tiantianhu made a warning gesture, but did not dare to look at Li Yuankui at all, for fear of attracting his attention.
Li Yuankui stared confidently at the two people in front of him, and even glanced at Xiao Ou a few times. Obviously, he was also very interested in Xiao Ou's magical method of making the six-color carp evolve.
Gu Xuan frowned. He stared at Li Yuankui and looked at him up and down.
Even if he ran away from nowhere, there is no need to be so proud.
The self-confidence on this face, to put it nicely, is called self-confidence, but to put it badly, it is a mysterious sense of superiority.
Gu Xuan couldn't understand, where did this guy's mysterious sense of superiority come from?
"I'm sorry, we want all these nine-color carp kings!"