The practice of Cangtian Sword Sea is boring.

Fortunately, Chen Xia has long been used to boredom, and he also has a colleague who can chat with him.

His colleague is an octopus, who loves to play recorder and stands on six feet, which is really amazing.

Chen Xia and the octopus fished in a hundred miles of the shallow sea. The process of fishing was very ordinary, but the fish they touched were unusual. It is said that they were sword fish in the sea of ​​swords, with introverted sword energy, which allowed sword cultivators to understand the sword arts.

Chen Xia didn't care about so much, he only knew how to eat it when touched it, but he didn't feel the sword energy, and the meat was delicious.

Often, at this time, the colleague of the octopus would look at him with strange eyes, slightly opening the corners of his mouth, trying to say something, but he stopped feeling sad.

Chen Xia carefully observed it, handed the fish in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to taste it?"

He is really polite.

The octopus pulled his clothes and shook his head slightly, "No, I'm not suitable to eat these."

Chen Xia didn't say much, looked at the octopus, and instead asked a question in his heart.

"What are we fishing here?"

The octopus lifted the recorder on his waist, and said with a deep look, "It's for the sword."

Chen Xia was confused and asked puzzledly: "What does it mean?"

The shark's back appeared in the distant sea, which was about a thousand feet long. Just swimming, it caused surging waves.

The octopus moved his six feet together, pulled out the recorder from his waist, walked towards the giant shark thousands of feet, and replied at the same time.

"This is the sea of ​​swords, and countless sword intents gush into the sea of ​​swords, and the swimming fish is the image of the sword energy."

"The sword is pressed by slapping the fish. The bigger the touch, the stronger the pressure, the stronger the sword intent!"

It did not look back, and completely pulled out the recorder and walked towards the shark.

Chen Xia advised anxiously: "Then you can't go and sing for the shark!"

Octopus answered confidently.

“This is not an instrument…”

"It's my sword!"

The recorder was pulled out, and the waves spread across the sea of ​​swords, and he walked away with a thousand feet of sharks with his sword!

The octopus finally roared.

"If you don't become a sword today, you will become a good deed!"

After thirty breaths.

The octopus was successfully buried in the fish's belly.

The sea calmed down and the waves were sparkling.

Chen Xia looked at the giant shark who had left with the octopus and couldn't help but sigh for this colleague who had been together for many days.

It was really brave, I cried to death.

The dedication of the octopus also made Chen Xia understand one thing: not leaving the shallow water area, it is best to stay where it is.

So he stayed in this water for thirty years.

I soaked in water all day, ate some small fish and shrimps from time to time, and never saw anyone else.

This kind of life is boring, in addition to being boring.

Chen Xia endured it and even gradually adapted.

Until the first hundred years.

The fisherman finally came, looked at Chen Xia in surprise, frowned and asked, "Did you move your seat at all?"

"No need." Chen Xia replied.

"It's been a hundred years, won't you go up by yourself?" The fisherman asked, pointing to the giant sword standing horizontally in the sky.

"No need." Chen Xia replied.

The fisherman raised his eyebrows and said a little anxious, "You have to go up and participate in the introductory election. I brought you in. If you don't win the ranking, how can I be embarrassed to ask the head coach for something?"

"No need." Chen Xia replied.

The fisherman was puzzled, his figure flashed, approached Chen Xia, and asked, "What kind of repeater are you?"

Chen Xia sighed, half of his hand covered his face, and shook his head and said, "Cultivation is not just about fighting and killing, I think I should give me tens of thousands of years to prepare."

"Ten thousand years?" The fisherman gave his eyebrows, "Are you preparing to see me off?"

He spoke up indignantly and asked Chen Xia again: "There are so many existences in the heavens and all realms, and you don't fight or rob, how can you reach the top and how can you rise?!"

"Awaken." Chen Xia replied sincerely: "As long as you all endure you, I will be invincible."

The fishing man curled his lips and said speechlessly: "Then don't practice these techniques, go and learn the turtle method, this thing can be endured."

Chen Xia did not agree with this, after all, the "Giant Totorch Breathing Technique" he learned was a short-lived method.

The fisherman looked at him helplessly, pondered for a moment, and said, "You must go to the entry-level election in five hundred years, otherwise you will be exiled to the deep waters of the sword sea."

"Okay." Chen Xia nodded instantly with a serious expression, "I decided to participate in the introductory election five hundred years later."

The attitude is not absolute, it can be changed.

The fisherman nodded with satisfaction, looked at Chen Xia, and asked again.

"How much has your sword intent been condensed? My Cangtian Sword Sea is the Sword Practice Sect, and the sword cultivator is the leader. You'd better practice sword."

"No need." Chen Xia shook his head, looked at the fishing man, and said sincerely: "Just let me last tens of thousands of years more."

"Oh." The fisherman sighed helplessly and said.

"You don't understand. The emperors and supremes of ancient times have never been achieved by enduring. They are all achieved by fighting step by step, without talent, and without fighting, and they will never reach the peak in their entire lives!"

Chen Xia looked at the serious fisherman, and his hands covering his face changed to touching the tip of his nose, brewing for a while, and replied.

"Maybe they haven't been able to last long enough?"

"You kid." The fisherman shook his head and didn't want to persuade him. He followed Chen Xia. He stretched out his hand and it was a dizzy turn.

Chen Xia lowered his head and stepped on a huge sword blade under his feet.

He is above the sky.

"The characters who are entering the election this time include many ancient species, even mythological species, and there are two emperor seedlings. If you want to get a good ranking, you must work hard to practice."

The fisherman replied.

"No." Chen Xia shook her head, "I don't want to."

It's the fisherman who wants a good ranking.

The two of them started to look at the small eyes, and the fisherman said in a bad tone: "Give you a chance to speak again."

"Yeah." Chen Xia nodded, "I really want to."

Attitude can be changed at any time.

"That's right." The fisherman nodded, put his hands on his back, and said, "And the best way to practice is to sink to all worlds."

"The time in the heavens and all realms is not equal. The smaller the interface, the faster the time passes. The speed of time in our greater heavens is only 80% of that in the immortal world."

"And in some small interfaces, it can even reach the level of 1:100, one day in the great heavens and a hundred days in the small interface."

Chen Xia's eyes lit up, as if they opened the door to a new world.

Is there such a good thing?

The fisherman saw his joy, shook his head, and poured cold water out.

"Although that's it, almost no one wants to come to the small interface, because its luck and opportunity are too limited, it has long been divided up by locals."

"If you are a person from the outside world, you will not only be suppressed, but you may also be killed by locals. This kind of thing is not uncommon."

"The complete risk is not proportional to the reward, so I recommend you to go to a medium interface, at least the opportunity is enough."

"No, I want to go to the small interface." Chen Xia shook his head, his eyes firmly, and said.

"Opportunities don't matter, I mainly like to challenge risks."

The fisherman was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he shook his head and said.
Chapter completed!