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Chapter 97: The Old Man Fishing

Not only has his cultivation grown rapidly, but his physical cultivation has also been steadily improving with the help of Essence and Blood Pills.

With a bang, the table in the private room hit the wall. Jiang Fusheng hurriedly steadied himself and waited until the ship's hull became slightly more stable before walking out of the room.

At this time, many monks on the boat also walked out of the house. When they got on the ship's armor, they saw Liu Yonghong.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, what's going on?"

"I'm not sure. I think I encountered a sea monster."

After hearing this, Jiang Fusheng nodded slightly and glanced at the uppermost room of the ship. There was a disciple of the Xiangqin Sect there. When he first boarded the ship, he could feel a faint pressure. He should be an architect.

There may be late-stage monks or even fake alchemy monks.

There was a commotion on the ship's armor. Although there was no loud noise, they were whispering together, and the sound was also very annoying.

"quiet."

An old man in black walked out of the box on the top floor. With his appearance, the entire spirit ship instantly returned to calm.

"I didn't expect it to be an old fisherman. It seems that we will be fine this time."

Liu Yonghong seemed to know the old man in black. From what he said, the old man in black should be quite powerful.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, where does this old fisherman come from?"

Jiang Fusheng asked quietly via message.

"Old Fishing Man is the inner sect elder of Wangqin Sect. It is said that his strength has already reached the eighth level of foundation building. I heard that even the true disciples of Wangqin Sect must be respectful when meeting him."

Build the eighth level of cultivation base!

Jiang Fusheng was shocked. You must know that in the later stage of foundation building, each level is a step. If you can break through to the eighth level of foundation building, looking at the entire Wangqin sea area, you will be a big shot.

"Fellow Taoists, don't worry too much. I will definitely take you to your destination safely. Please be patient."

"Zhao Tianwei, Yin Chunrong."

"The disciple is here."

At this time, two foundation-building monks flew out from behind the fishing old man, both of whom had early-stage foundation-building cultivation.

"Check it out quickly."

"Okay elder."

After hearing this, Zhao Tianlong and Yin Chunrong rushed into the sea one after another.

Jiang Fusheng looked at the two people who rushed into the sea. They should be inner disciples of Wangqin Sect like Qu Jingran.

Although the inner sect disciples of Wangqin Sect have a much higher status than the outer sect disciples, and even some of the outer sect elders are not as good as the inner sect disciples, the inner sect disciples also bear more responsibilities.

For people like Zhao Tianlong and Yin Chunrong who are in charge of following the ship, Wangqin Sect actually has relatively fat tasks. Not only can they complete the task every time, but they also receive generous rewards. This is an opportunity that every inner disciple longs for.

In addition to being responsible for escorting the soul ship, like Qu Jingran, you can also enter Wangqin Pavilion and be responsible for buying and selling matters. Although it is time-consuming, it is very safe.

Escorting, buying and selling, guarding a certain place, there are many tasks like this in Wangqin Sect.

At this moment, two figures rushed out of the water in a panic, especially Zhao Tianlong, who spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Elder, there is a second-level high-grade sea monster underground, and the two disciples are no match for it."

As soon as Yin Chunrong finished speaking, he saw two transparent penises suddenly emerge from the sea and rolled towards Yin Chunrong and the two of them.

"The evil beast is looking for death!"

The old fisherman stared, his face was ashen, he took out a spiritual sword and threw it at the man.

The spirit sword quickly spun in a circle and returned to the old fisherman's hand. Then the two swords fell into the sea, and blood instantly covered the entire sea surface.

"What a powerful swordsmanship."

Jiang Fusheng was also a swordsman, and he could tell at a glance that the old fisherman's swordsmanship was very exquisite. Even though it was just a simple sword strike, from drawing the sword to handling the sword, everything seemed to be smooth and smooth. Without strong basic skills,

He can't use such exquisite sword moves.

The sea water rolled rapidly, and soon a hundred-foot-large squid emerged from the sea. Its arms kept swinging, covering the entire spiritual ship.

On the spiritual boat, except for the foundation-building monks who could still stand, the other monks all looked panicked, their eyes full of fear, and they looked at the squid outside the boat tremblingly.

Jiang Fusheng was very calm. Although this squid was stronger than the two second-level high-grade sea monsters he encountered before, with his current strength, it would only take a little more effort to capture it.

But now that the old fisherman is here, there is no need for him to do it himself, he just needs to wait quietly.

"You guys come back first."

The old fishing man said something to Zhao Tianlong and the other two, then he flew out of the spirit boat with his spiritual sword in hand, and struck the squid's head with a sharp sword.

The squid also knew that the old fisherman was difficult to deal with, so he hurriedly blocked it with his wrist.

With a bang, the wrist and the spirit sword collided together, causing a thousand waves.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you think this old fisherman can deal with this sea monster?"

Liu Yonghong asked Jiang Fusheng quietly.

"It should be no problem."

Although the cuttlefish was showing its teeth and claws in an imposing manner, in Jiang Fusheng's view, it was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

As expected by Jiang Fusheng, within ten moves, two more of the cuttlefish's powerful arms were cut off by the old fisherman. Adding the previous two, the cuttlefish only had six arms left around it.

The squid also sensed the danger, fell directly from the air into the sea, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old man fishing immediately chased after him. After all, the corpse of a second-level high-grade sea monster was worth a fortune in spiritual stones even for a late-stage foundation-building monk like the old man fishing.

Seeing Squid's defeat, everyone on the ship cheered, and under the command of Zhao Tianlong and others, they all slowly returned to their respective rooms.

Just when Jiang Fusheng was about to turn around and go back to his box, the old fisherman rushed out of the sea. Looking at his smiling face, he knew that the fisherman had killed the squid.

With the return of the fishing old man, the spirit boat started sailing again. This time, it did not encounter a too powerful sea monster. With the cleaning up by Zhao Tianlong and his two men, the journey went smoothly and finally reached Wangqin Island.

Jiang Fusheng stood on the ship's armor, looking at the island shrouded in white mist. He could not see the edge at a glance. Although it was still early in the morning, the seaside pier was already crowded with people. There were even several spiritual ships, which were slowly moving towards the shore.

Lean on the side.

"Is this your first time to Wangqin Island, Fellow Daoist Jiang?"

Liu Yonghong walked to Jiang Fusheng, looked at Wangqin Island getting closer and closer in the distance, and said lightly.

"Well, this is my first time here."

"Then you can take a good look. This place is much more lively than Red Crab Island. Do you have anything to do, Fellow Daoist Jiang? If not, I can take you to the Talisman Making Conference first."

Jiang Fusheng's heart moved slightly, but thinking of Qu Jingran, he still chose to refuse.
Chapter completed!
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