Myriad Paths

No, it’s not that the world has slowed down, but that my own perception has been strengthened.

Li Qi felt that the world around him had become clearer. The flow of Qi in his body was clearly discernible, and the sounds, scenery, various fluctuations and information around him became easier to distinguish.

It is this feeling that creates the illusion that time is slowing down.

He took a step back, and this feeling suddenly disappeared. He suddenly felt chest tightness, dizziness, and the information around him became noisy again, as if the slow water suddenly turned into a waterfall.

However, Li Qi took a deep breath and immediately returned to normal, then looked at the old man.

He is just an ordinary old man, his cultivation is at the eighth level, and he should practice martial arts...wait, martial arts.

As I said before, martial arts does not have strict grade classification. After reaching the eighth grade, it is difficult to distinguish clearly, because the inner energy of martial arts is so chaotic that it is impossible to see the corresponding characteristics. The strength and quantity of martial arts inner energy, as well as the degree of concentration of martial arts divine will can be simply divided, but it is not accurate.

Accurate division methods must rely on actual combat.

If you win the fifth-level battle, you will be a fifth-level warrior. It is very simple and easy to understand.

But the old man didn't react at all, but picked up the fishing rod and pulled out a silk thread from the tip of his finger.

Li Qi had sharp eyes and a real understanding of rhyme, so he immediately discovered that this thread was not an entity, but the old man's martial arts inner energy.

He condensed his martial arts energy into a thread, tied it to a fishing rod, and threw it into the sea.

No hook, no bait.

Seeing this, Li Qi followed suit, pulling out thousands of strands of divine energy, weaving them into threads, placing them on the fishing platform, and then controlling the thin threads to pass through the fishing rods and fall into the sea.

His perception has been greatly increased again, so much so that he can easily feel the state of the water. The thread of divine energy extends from his body, so it is like a tentacle. There is no need for a fish float or even a still water surface. , you can still feel whether there are fish biting the hook on the bottom of the sea.

"This feeling is really amazing, but, old man, what kind of fish can you catch like this?" Li Qi got used to the feeling of accelerated senses, and then asked the old man.

"Already adapted? You kid, there is something. My Diaoyutai was built for me by a reasonable person. It is said to expand the senses. Most people will vomit all over the floor just by touching it, and they will be aware of their own blood. The sound of flowing and intestinal peristalsis can make Qi Cheng reluctant to touch this thing in his life, but you have adapted to it? The way of Tianyan?" the old man asked curiously.

Only the way of Tianyan can have such terrifying adaptability.

When he fought against the real dragon, he only punched three times. Each punch was more powerful than the last, and the last punch was even more powerful.

With the first punch, the real dragon's head was broken and bleeding, and the tendons were broken.

With the second punch, the real dragon groaned slightly, and his skin and flesh were torn apart.

After the third punch, the real dragon was unharmed and began to counterattack.

Then he gave in.

I have never seen such a trick. After seeing the same trick once, I will immediately adapt to it. I really don’t know if there is any limit to this kind of adaptation.

However... it is precisely because of this power that attracts me to come to the East China Sea again. Is this young man in front of me practicing the way of Tianyan?

But when he saw Li Qi over there, he shook his head: "No, it's just... I've been surrounded by this feeling all year round for some reasons, and now I'm used to it."

I am indeed used to it, but my senses have become sharper. Compared to the information that Zhenzhen Yun has flowing into my brain all the time, it is simply too relaxing.

It has to be said that habit is a powerful force, and Li Qi is now able to handle this messy information with ease.

However, looking at that silk thread, it is indeed very powerful.

The inner Qi of martial arts is extremely violent. Compared with ordinary Qi, it is like the difference between a machine and magma. It is not easy to control the inner Qi of martial arts to tame it and condense it into such a thread.

I have met an expert.

Yeah, but it's normal if you think about it carefully. This is Li Dao's fifth-grade treasure ship after all. There must be crouching tigers, hidden dragons and countless powerful people on this treasure ship. Everyone is here to follow Li Dao to do scientific research in the deep ocean.

Thinking about it this way, the safety factor is simply explosive. This kind of ship may not be easy to deal with even if the real dragon comes, unless an expert who has reached the fourth level takes action personally, but such an expert knows it well, and naturally knows the people on the ship. They are definitely not easy to mess with.

At this time, the old man took the lead and spoke.

"So that's it, let's just say you know how to fish. You don't have to wait until the fish comes to bite the hook. Just take a look." But the old man said and moved his fingers.

The fishing line in his hand was suddenly filled with power. It was obviously just a line, but the front end suddenly turned into a steel needle, and then stabbed down!

It’s called fishing, but this is simply a fish fry!

The thread composed of martial arts inner energy rushed towards the deep sea in an instant, stretched longer and longer, and quickly extended for thousands of miles!

As the distance increases, it becomes more and more difficult to control the end of the thread, just like a meteor hammer.

If it's just a bolas a foot or two long, you can play with it as long as you can pick it up.

But if you want to swing a 70-80-meter-long meteor hammer, the difficulty will increase exponentially. If you want to swing a flower, the skills and strength required must reach a level far beyond imagination. OK.

And now, that silk thread is more than seventy or eighty meters long? That's thousands of miles long! He went directly to the deep waters of the East China Sea.

Li Qi immediately opened his senses and at the same time extended the thread of divine energy in his hand.

With the help of Diaoyutai's enhanced perception, he also began to follow the line of divine energy downwards, trying to find out what the old man was doing and how he fished.

But as the silk thread was extended, Li Qi only reached two hundred miles deep into the seabed, and it was already extremely difficult.

All he felt was...delay.

Yes, it was like a delay. Every time he wanted to move the thread, he had to move, but it took a full six or seven seconds for this movement to reach the tip of the thread.

If he makes other movements during this period, these movements will interfere with each other, causing the thread to run completely out of control.

Li Qi tried several times and found that at this distance, not only the movements could not be real-time, but also the perception could not be real-time. He had no choice but to give up and pull up fifty miles.

One hundred and fifty miles into the water, he felt that the silk thread began to have a sense of control, and it was good... It was like an ordinary person holding a sword. It couldn't be said to be like an arm, but at least it could be used to slash and stab. of.

If it were in the air, Li Qi felt that he could extend for about four to five hundred miles and still maintain normalcy, because there would be less interference in the air and it would be easier to control the thread.

But underwater, there are many undercurrents, even the waves of the water itself, and the interference of the surrounding treasure ship, making these things more difficult.

"It's amazing. With your current level of cultivation, I thought you could only play in shallow waters fifty miles away. You seem to be particularly good at this kind of fine control, including perception, body, and all kinds of messy energy." The old man admired when he saw that Li Qi quickly adapted to the one hundred and fifty miles deep water.

"I always encounter situations where I need to deal with a lot of messy energy, so my control has improved a little." Li Qi replied with a smile.

This is also true. Whether it is a big sacrifice or a sacrifice to heaven, or dealing with the messy qi and messy Tao in the body, these sophisticated processing abilities are required. It is still very difficult to deal with hundreds of millions of qi at every turn.

This kind of training allowed Li Qi to control threads composed of thousands of qi. He could control these qi as if bending his own fingers in the deep water of one hundred and fifty miles.

As he said that, the old man's expression was shocked: "Here he comes! Taken the bait!"

Li Qi immediately concentrated and looked at the other party.

Although he was completely unaware of the water flowing thousands of miles below and had no idea what was happening below, he could still look at the actions and results of the old man around him.

However, he saw that the powerful inner Qi of martial arts suddenly surged out of his hand, making the thread extremely tough. Then, he began to pull, and the thread seemed to bear the weight of the world, being stretched tightly and trembling constantly.

Then, I saw him pull hard!

The saliva falls in the dragon's nest, the fishy wind rolls into the dragon's chamber,

It's as if a whirlwind is rising and big waves are rolling in!

The water was rolling, and you could only hear the sound of the wind. Three or four miles away, a wave hit a head higher than the boat!

Huge waves form in an instant, and the waves are turbulent, and they are about to lift the sky, and they are so high and violent. When they hit, the waves are several miles high, with the potential to overturn mountains, and the wind and thunder are violent, as if a dragon is moving!

However, this is a fifth-grade treasure ship after all, but the wind-fixing beads inlaid on the treasure ship are flickering slightly. No matter how the wind and thunder explode outside, the treasure ship's body is always as stable as a water mirror, without any wavering.

Such a huge movement also caused many people on the boat to look this way.

Li Qi watched the old man's movements carefully. It seemed to be a kind of martial arts, and... it contained something other than martial arts, but what it was, Li Qi couldn't see clearly.

I really know that Yun saw this thing, showing a distorted form that he had never seen before. He saw it, but he couldn't see it clearly and didn't recognize it.

The information flow field of vision was even more blurry. He did see a kind of abstract information, but he could not understand what it was. In the information flow field of vision, this thing showed some kind of vague purple halo.

Before Li Qi could get closer and take a closer look, the thing other than martial arts suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the line had tightened, pulling the 'big fish' below out of the water.

It was such a spectacular scene!

A huge old turtle, with a radius of five or six miles, and probably weighing hundreds of thousands of tons, had a bright thread as thin as silk in its mouth, and was pulled out of the water by the thin thread. His expression was inexplicably frightened, but he refused to speak.

The old man got excited, tied the silk thread, wrapped it around his hand a few times to prevent it from falling off, held the silk thread, stepped halfway into the long river, and pulled it up.

The old turtle was in pain and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Senior, senior! It's not easy for me to practice cultivation, it's not easy to practice. God has the virtue of good life, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Li Qi took a closer look and saw that this was actually a sixth-grade old turtle! Mysterious runes have been built into the carapace on the body, forming a self-contained formation that is indestructible and capable of moving mountains.

And he moved mountains all over the world.

But such a strong old turtle with a strong shell bit the hook and was pulled out by the old man with brute force!

What a strength!

As he spoke, the surrounding snow waves were like a dragon leaving the abyss. There were whirlpools with a radius of hundreds of miles. Except for the treasure ship under his feet, everything else seemed to be boiling. Bubbles were constantly emerging. That was the water in the sea. A sign of being shaken.

The old turtle was forcefully pulled over. When he saw the treasure ship, he didn't dare to struggle anymore. His body shrank smaller and smaller, turning into a turtle only one meter long.

Then the sea was calm, and the old turtle was dragged to the deck, and kept begging for mercy: "Grandpa, two grandpas, please let the little demon go! The little demon has been practicing for more than four thousand years, and he is here today! There are still more than two thousand clansmen in my family. They all rely on me to gain a foothold in this area. If I die, I'm afraid they will all be driven out by their former enemies, and then they will have no way to survive..."

Li Qi didn't say anything. He was fishing. It was normal for the things he caught to have minds. This was all part of the natural cycle. He didn't think it was anything.

As long as the big balance is not disturbed, there is no problem if there are only two of them.

But he was a little curious, how was the father-in-law going to deal with it?

The strong old man smiled and said, "I know it's not easy for you to practice cultivation, but I came to fish, and if I catch something, I can't let it go. In this case, you can give me a drop of blood as a souvenir."

Essence and blood are blood that contains divine will and the path within the body. Although it is important, for this kind of old turtle, even if the whole body is squeezed dry, it will weigh more than ten kilograms. As long as one drop is left, it can only be said to be a souvenir.

The old turtle thanked him again and again, kowtowed wildly, then bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a drop of blood.

It can be seen that he is very sincere. This drop of blood essence is of excellent quality, and it must be at least four or five drops of concentrated blood.

When the old man saw this, he smiled, grabbed the old turtle, threw it violently, and threw it into the bottom of the water.

At the same time, he took out a box from the mustard bag and opened it.

Li Qi was still watching the fun when he was blinded by a burst of precious light!

In that box, there are countless amounts of blood essence!

There were really so many. Li Qi took a quick look and saw that there were probably hundreds of thousands of drops! And that’s not all, because this box is also layered!

The lowest level is seventh grade!

The box has three levels in total!

The old man sealed the essence and blood with a secret method, preserved it, and then put it into a box. He looked at Li Qi proudly and said, "How is it? It's very spectacular. I have been fishing for thousands of years, and these are all achievements."

Li Qize nodded and said: "It's all... the blood of demonic dragons. The old turtle just now was also heading towards the dragon. Father, do you have any objections to the true dragon clan? No wonder you came to the East China Sea."

"Oh, very smart~, yes, they are all the blood of demon dragons. I will come to the East China Sea to fish regularly, and only fish for demon dragons. It will be the same this time." The old man smiled and said: "Okay, this time I will take one first. , you have to hurry up! Don’t leave empty-handed!”

After saying this, he dropped the fishing line again.

However, this time, Li Qi saw clearly what was blurry on him just now.

Dragon blood!

Li Qi was shocked! This old man must be tempering his body with dragon blood!

He has a grudge against the real dragon!