"make persistent efforts!"

Old Man Han was already very angry at Ning Fan's fishing skills in his heart. On the surface, he still wanted to praise Ning Fan seriously to show his magnanimity. It was so damn irritating!

It's better for me. I can't catch a fish even if I try my best. Could it be that these Dao carps feel the aura of their saints and dare not approach them? That's right, that's definitely the case! These stupid fish are really damn discerning. If they are any more discerning,

One thing, if you know how to hook a few hooks to make me happy, and don't let the kid next to you hook another one, that would be even better!

After comforting himself, Old Man Han felt much better. He also saw that Ning Fan could not catch more after catching 43 fish, and he couldn't help but feel even happier.

As expected, all the fish this guy caught before were blinded!

You see, doesn’t this mean that Article 44 cannot be caught?

People, you can have good luck for a while, but you can't have good luck forever. When things come to pass, you still have to look at your own strength.

Old Man Han, who was in a good mood, even took the initiative to pat Ning Fan on the shoulder and consoled her with sincere words, "Boy Ning, don't be discouraged! The most important thing for us demon cultivators is our state of mind. We can go up or down, we can be high or low, we can be noble or low.

, able to bend and stretch, capable of being and not doing anything, is the real devil. Fishing is fun for a while, and fishing will always be fun, but what if one day suddenly you can no longer catch fish? That is the moment of greatest shock, and it is also the key to cultivating the devil. You

If you can't catch the 44th fish, I will never look down on you, but if you look down on yourself, then this evil path will no longer be possible to cultivate."

"Thank you for the tip, Master." After thanking Old Man Han, Ning Fan pulled the fishing rod and instantly caught the 44th fish, but after catching it, he released the fish back into the river.

"But in fact, I can catch more fish, but I have been thinking about the true meaning of 43 in my heart instead of catching more fish."

I bake!

Old Man Han really wants to scold his mother!

I’ve seen people who show off, but I’ve never seen anyone who can show off like this!

I dare you to catch 43 fish, because I only want to catch 43 fish. I catch 0 fish, which means I only have the ability to catch 0 fish!

"Even if you don't want to catch more, you have finally caught the 44th fish, and you will never be able to return to the state of mind of 43. Look at that fish, after it bites your hook, the fish has lips

Even if you release the wound into the river, the scar will not be erased, and the cause and effect will not disappear..."

"Master, you are wrong. Look carefully at that fish. There are no wounds in its mouth, because I have straightened the hook long ago."

"You mean, you've been fishing with a straight hook?"

"Um."

"Did you use bait?"

"Never."

“You can already catch as much as you want?”

"Um."

"You're really... really a genius at fishing." Old Man Han was hit hard, and for the first time in his life, he doubted whether he was a fool.

"But the technique is just a small path, so don't be too obsessed with it. Remember, what matters is not how many fish you catch, but your state of mind when fishing. As a teacher, have you ever caught any fish? Do you know that if

If I am willing, my teacher, I can catch all the eighteen thousand fish in the Miluo River with one rod, but so what? Even if I can catch all the carp in this river, how can I catch all the fish in the world, let alone all the fish in the world?

People's manpower is sometimes exhausted, but reincarnation is endless. That's why I use fishing and ferrying here to understand reincarnation and improve my Taoism. Do you understand?" Old Man Han said enigmatically.

"Oh..." was still a nonchalant answer.

Obviously Ning Fan didn't take Old Man Han's bragging seriously.

Obviously, he really understands Old Man Han's temperament and knows that this old bastard only knows how to kill people and steal goods, but not anything else.

When he makes elixirs, the furnace explodes, when he fishes, he returns empty-handed. Well, this is the true character of a master.

"It's strange, why do I know this person's temperament so well..."

"Speaking of which, the reason why I can catch so many fish is because I have some strange understanding of the fish in the river..."

"People are fishing today, but they are fishing for me every year..."

"Not only that, Master just said that there are eighteen thousand fish in this river. I also feel a little concerned about this number..."

Ning Fan was thinking to himself when suddenly a flying dragon flew from a distance.

The strange thing is that only Ning Fan seems to be able to see the flying dragon's arrival.

There were also many Chu people around the Miluo River, but these people seemed to be unable to see the flying dragon, and did not even notice the mighty force of the flying dragon's arrival.

"Did this flying dragon use magical powers to cover up its tracks..." Ning Fan thought to himself.

The flying dragon flew closer and closer, and the closer it got, the more thrilling Ning Fan felt the dragon's aura.

Very strong, terrifyingly strong. This feeling is definitely not the second step. This is a flying dragon that is comparable to a saint, but I don't know which stage of a saint it is.

"You kid, why are you carrying the fate of our clan?" The flying dragon asked angrily as it hovered over the Miluo River.

When he saw Ning Fan catch 43 carps from the Miluo River again, he became even more angry.

"Thief! Er'an dares to fish for my lineage of Dao Li!" The flying dragon of feelings is the product of the carp of the Dao Li family jumping over the dragon gate.

This is really a saint flying dragon!

And the purpose of its arrival is for the fate of the Dao Li clan.

"I remembered a little bit... It seems that for some reason, I killed some Dao carp clan masters, and through some means, I took away the fate of the 1,500-color clan from this clan..."

"It's troublesome. The saint from the other side is seeking revenge. What should I do?"

Ning Fan finally felt a little nervous.

All these nervous expressions were captured by Old Man Han on the side, and he suddenly felt happy.

Hehe! I thought you didn’t know how to be afraid. How come you just met an enemy of the First Saint in your dream and became scared? If that’s the case, there will be many places to be afraid of in the future. Only this First Saint is along the way.

I'll mark your dream and look for it from time to time in the future. I'm afraid you won't even dare to sleep anymore. Hahaha, I finally found a place that's better than you.

Huh? Strange thing, why is there no trace of dreams on this kid? Could it be that this kid doesn’t have the ability to dream? Or is there some supreme being that has blocked this person’s ability to dream? Ahem, it shouldn’t be the case, those supreme beings have too much time to do.

It hurts to seal the dream of a junior? Sure enough, it was the boy's own fault, or maybe he accidentally came to my dream, not through the dream, but by using methods such as Dao Nian War and Soul War.

, so there are no traces of dreams?

Old Man Han was puzzled when he saw the flying dragon suddenly move his hand, as if he wanted to kill Ning Fan on the spot.

But seeing a water-blue dragon ball spit out from the dragon's mouth, in an instant, all the water-moving magic in the world gathered into the flying dragon's mouth, and formed a large circle of reincarnation in its mouth.

The big circle became more solid as it condensed, and instantly turned into a ball of Taoist light.

That ball of light contained unimaginable power. Once hit by it, few monks could survive - except for masters such as Luan Gu and Mo Zhong.

"No, it seems that the only way to block this blow is to use the merit umbrella. Huh? I finally remembered the merit umbrella, but I still can't remember more..."

Ning Fan was about to use his merit umbrella to fight the enemy, but Old Man Han on the side took action first.

But seeing Old Man Han looking so solemn and scary right now! Although he was happy to see Ning Fan crippled, being deflated was one thing, and losing his life was another!

He is a saint, and he can use Taoist magic to kill people across dreams. The flying dragon saint above is probably also good at this. If this blow really hits, Ning Xiaozi will probably die without a chance to survive.

Although I don't know what the relationship between this boy and the Daoli clan is, this boy... is still my unqualified disciple! He was once the one I had chosen, and he was just a few inches away from being accepted as my designated disciple!

The mere founder of the Carp Clan dares to take action against his appointed disciple. Well, that's great!

"Little Dao carp thief, you seem to be very confident in your water-moving Taoist skills. How about I break you with fire?" Old Man Han sneered and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of fire. The fire was first as cold as ice and snow, and then melted.

It created a ball of purple and gold flames, and eventually, all the purple and gold fire turned into black fire.

"This is the technique of the third generation of fire energy!"

As Old Man Han spoke in a cold voice, his black fire shot straight into the sky, and his murderous intent was locked on the flying dragon.

Feilong was startled, then snorted disdainfully, "Who am I? It turns out that you are the newly promoted saint of merit and virtue in the Liangyi Sect. How stupid and arrogant! You actually dare to fight with the water of my Dao carp with the power of fire. I really don't know.

Life or death!"

With contempt on his face, Feilong spit out the blue ball of light from his mouth.

The ball of light exploded with a bang and turned into a hundred thousand rivers, vowing to drown everything in sight.

However, it was a pity that the river was burned into steam by Old Man Han's black fire before it could flood anyone.

Burn it directly with a fire!

"Impossible! Water can defeat fire, and my Tao can defeat you. Moreover, my cultivation level is better than yours, and I have attained Tao by chopping corpses, so my status is higher than yours. Why is it like this!" Feilong's expression changed drastically.

"Did you know that my disciple caught 43 fish because he only wanted to catch this number!"

"Do you know that I became a saint through merit and deeds because I only wanted to become a saint like this!"

"Who told you that the Saint of Merit and Virtue is weaker than the Saint of Corpse Killer! I just don't believe it!"

"Who told you that fire can't defeat water! I just don't believe it!"

"I don't believe in anyone. The only thing I believe in is my heart! After all, this is a world that can only exist if you believe it!"

Old Man Han sneered, jumped into the air, and chased after the flying dragon.

He raised his hand, Wu Wu grabbed it, and the black fire in the sky suddenly turned into a black giant cauldron, which smashed down towards the flying dragon.

boom!

The black cauldron hit Feilong on the head.
To be continued...