However, at that time, because we did not have enough power to rob, we only brought out a very small part of the things from the storage bag.

After discussion, all the books and jade slips belong to him, and all the elixirs and magic weapons belong to me."

"They probably turned against each other because of uneven distribution of the spoils."

Xia Tian guessed casually.

The old man in the straw raincoat ignored Xia Tian's words and continued to talk about his past, looking quite nostalgic: "I relied on those things to establish a sect in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and soon gained a firm foothold.

However, Emperor Ye was too ambitious and wanted to sort out those martial arts to cover the foundation of the entire Immortal Cultivation Alliance, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among all the high-level Immortal Cultivationists in the alliance."

Xia Tian stretched lazily: "Old man, how long will it take for you to tell this broken story?

I want to go back to find Fuyao’s wife. I don’t have time to accompany you as a bad guy and I’m talking nonsense here.”

"No hurry."

The old man in the straw raincoat chuckled and said, "Fairy Fuyao is rushing here. After listening to the story I told, she will arrive."

Xia Tian's mood was a little better: "Then let me talk quickly. I will only give you one minute. If you exceed it, don't blame me for beating you."

"You should understand the origin of the Eight Needles of the Heavens."

The old man in the straw raincoat shook his head and said with a little disappointment: "Only by clarifying this can you trace the origin and find the true meaning of this set of needles, so that you will not be bound by the rules I set."

Xia Tian said: "The rules you set?"

"One needle is born, two needles die, three needles of flesh and bones, four needles of marrow washing, five needles of elixir, six needles of god, seven needles of immortals, and eight needles of reversible nature."

The old man in the straw raincoat looked a little proud look on his face, and he said with a smile: "This set of words is summarized after I sorted out and improved the complete trocar method."

"Then your education is not very good."

Xia Tian curled his lips: "Not at all."

"Who said that it's actually quite consistent with the rhyme."

The old man in the straw raincoat disagreed with Xia Tian's statement and said directly: "Do you know that it took me hundreds of years to summarize the efficacy of each needle?"

As he said that, he looked at Xia Tian with some sigh and said with a high apology: "If you can practice this technique so smoothly, you should be grateful to me. Otherwise, you will be confused at all.

Since you have practiced the Eight Needles Against the Heavens, you are my de facto disciple. You should kneel down and call the ancestor respectfully."

"Stop twitching."

Xia Tian didn't get into the trap at all, and said directly: "I only have three masters, that is, the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo, the dark emperor Lu Ren and the killing god Alan.

In fact, when it comes to cultivating immortals, the fairy sister helped me the most, but she is my wife and is not included in the list of masters.

No one is worthy of being my master except them.”

The old man in the straw raincoat shook his head disappointed and said, "I heard that there is a saying over you, "Don't forget to dig wells when you eat water. It seems that you are not a person who remembers the source of water and knows how to be grateful."

"I want me to be grateful to you?"

Xia Tian’s answer was quite straightforward: “Who are you, are you worthy?”

"Hey, it seems that you don't want to know where the true essence of the Eight Needles of the Heaven-Refusing Eight Needles is."

The old man in the straw raincoat sneered and said, "The magic of the eight needles against the sky is actually not how magical the needle technique is, how convenient the path to cultivate immortals is. The most important essence is that it has a secret door that can go through the stage of transiting the heavenly tribulation and directly ascend to the real immortal world.

You should be very interested in this, right?"

Speaking of this, his face showed the unique confident expression of the angler: "As long as you become my disciple and enter my sect, I will tell you the essence of this spirit, how about it?"

“Not interested.”

Xia Tian said casually: "I don't need to know any secret doors and bright doors. If I want to ascend, I have my own way, and it's not anyone's turn to dominate."

The old man in the straw raincoat was speechless.

"Old man, is the story over?"

Xia Tian asked with a smile.

"call out!"

The old man in the straw raincoat suddenly moved the fishing rod in his hand, making a very slight sound, and a trace of murderous aura flew out quietly.

The next second, the entire river suddenly boiled, and huge waves hundreds of feet high till it roared.

Then, he moved the fishing rod again, and the huge wave suddenly returned to calm, as if the movement had never happened before.

"Did you understand?"

The old man in the straw raincoat turned his head slightly and looked at Xia Tian.

Xia Tian curled his lips: "Old man, do you think this trick can scare me?"

"It seems that your understanding of the Eight Needles of the Heavens is still not deep enough."

The old man in the straw raincoat showed a look of disappointment on his face: "I didn't even see this change in my style. Your understanding of the seventh needle is not as good as possible. You shouldn't try the eighth needle in a thousand years."

"I'll try it if I want to, it's all your business."

Xia Tian was quite upset when he heard this.

"Bang!"

The old man in the straw raincoat suddenly threw up the fishing rod, hooked up a large area of ​​river water, and rushed towards Xia Tian.

This surging wave, let alone summer, is probably even the entire boat will be stimulated to no longer exist.

"Play this with me?"

I am not afraid of summer at all. Silver needles appear between my fingers, which is a needle-out needle.

The power of ice and fire catastrophe rapidly moved, turning into a spiritual vortex and moving towards the waves.

"Your change is interesting."

The old man in the straw raincoat lit up his eyes and showed a look of interest: "If you can get to this point, you are indeed the best test piece of the eight needles against the sky. If you don't be my disciple, you can only be my chess piece!"

"Bang!"

Another light sound.

The fishing rod took off from the water, like a sword, and slashed out sword energy, and rushed towards Xia Tian without any surprise.

Xia Tian found something was wrong. These rivers actually had a strange suction force that could continuously absorb his ice and fire catastrophe power.

And the sword energy that flew into the sky was extremely tricky, which forced him to dodge.

However, summer is still not panic.

Ethereal Step, Luoyan Step, the distance between the world, shrinking into an inch...

These body techniques were used one by one, and even felt like they were integrated together.

"Change moves in the face of battle and adapt to the situation."

The old man in the straw raincoat smiled and nodded and exclaimed: "It's interesting, it's really interesting. Although you haven't evolved as I expected, this accident is more in line with the ultimate wise derivation of the Ye Emperor."

"Come again!"

Thinking of the wonderful thing, he raised his hand and made a move at Tianhe: "The magical power of water, fish and dragon transformation."

The river water slowly rises up like a dragon.

The scales around the body lit up.

An indescribable aura began to permeate all around, and the entire space was about to collapse.

The huge water dragon opened its big mouth and swallowed Xia Tian directly into its belly.

"The magical power of water, Guixu Tide!"

Suddenly, a water dragon turned into strands all day long, and the water vapor was like fog and smoke, and the world became ethereal.

Legend has it that the water of the sky is endless.

At this time, they all seeped into Xia Tian's body.

"Haha, if you don't die, it means that my idea is right."

The old man in the straw raincoat stood on the boat and murmured: "If it fails, it will take another thousands of years to cultivate the next seed of Taoism."

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, a round hole suddenly broke out on the top of the water dragon.

Then, a big hand stretched out from it and grabbed Xia Tian and the water dragon.

"who!"
Chapter completed!