After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

Yuchi looked around and saw that the island was still there.

This thing still surprised him.

During his battle with the Canghai Dragon King, the island survived, but the island itself was already destroyed.

It was not considered a large-scale island, but now it has been cut in half out of thin air.

But it's okay, Yuchi has already made a plan for the next step.

He has only been in Canghai for about a year, and this is already a battle with the Dragon King of Canghai.

And in the future, there will be fewer and fewer powerful existences in the sea.

Then he is going to spend another year in the sea.

Then, in the next year, I will probably look at the situation. If there is no more powerful Canghaigu, then I will choose to leave the Canghai and go to a new ocean.

Now his strength has increased quite frighteningly. After a while, he will be able to directly break through the 4th-rank Taoist aggregate and reach the 3rd-tier Taoist aggregate!

It's not too far away from breaking through Dao Yun.

And once he breaks through Dao Yun, he feels that he will have the opportunity to resurrect Medusa.

At that time, the husband and wife will have a hearty battle with each other, which also brings a lot of smiles to the corners of his mouth.

When there is no battle, Yuchi himself is still quite a talkative existence, but after staying alone for a long time, he starts to ignore some people or things around him, and gradually becomes indifferent, but his thinking and so on are still no problem.

Then when Yuchi slowly recovered his body and gradually returned to a peaceful daily life, the old monk and others finally came back riding a crane.

...

"In the blink of an eye, four months have passed."

"This battle is slowly subsiding after all."

"If it weren't for the flattened mountains around Canghai, the tragic situation during the battle that day would not be seen here at all."

The sky was clear, cloudless, and the sky was as blue as washing.

The Canghai itself is embraced by many mountains, surrounded by all kinds of towering peaks, but now there is no mountain even a little higher, and all the surrounding mountains have been cut off out of thin air, so that the sea of ​​the Canghai The plane actually merged with the highest point of the mountain.

This ability to move mountains and create seas is too cruel.

This has far exceeded the old monk's imagination of the destructive power that a cultivator can achieve.

Now the surroundings of the sea are all flat land, at most there are some small ravines, the old monk can't help but sigh.

As for the small ruined temple where he originally lived, the ruined temple must have gone somewhere and was completely taken away by the aftermath of the previous battle.

This is not the most important thing.

It's just a small temple, and it's good to build the small temple next, after all, there are no shortage of these stones and trees around the sea.

The key point is that if Yuchi hadn't saved a hand at that time and let the crane take these young novice monks and old monks away, then even if these people are still thousands of miles away from the battle site, but they want to survive this kind of war. is almost impossible.

Just a random aftermath of the war can blow these people to ashes in an instant.

"Master, what level do you think the strength of that senior is?"

A young monk sat on the back of the crane, and he asked the old monk the question in his heart rather curiously.

And after he asked this question, the other young monks beside him also looked at the old monk quite nervously.

Young monks are not very clear about the division of martial arts.

Before Yuchi came to Canghai, they felt that the most powerful person in the world was their master, that is, the old monk in the temple.

After seeing the strength that Yuchi had shown before, their young hearts were greatly shocked.

What a terrifying power this is.

Even if he imagined this in his dream, he didn't dare to think that he would have such a terrifying strength, which was already more powerful than the gods in his impression.

The old monk looked at the young novice monks looking forward to and nervous, but there was a wry smile on his face:

"At least they should have reached the Dao Realm. Only those cultivating in the Dao Realm can have such terrifying power. Of course, there are also a small number of races that are born with quite powerful strength, but the number of these races is very rare. .”

"So under such circumstances, a person with the strength of the Dao realm can already be at the top of Xuantianzong's leaderboard."

"Especially a person of the ninth rank of Dao Realm in the Tianbang, who is already ranked 78th in the Tianbang!"

The little novice monks nodded repeatedly, and one of the little novice monks asked with a pang of heart: "So, master, you can't even give a judgment about the strength of the opponent?"

The old monk was stabbed all over by the innocent words of the little novice.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded, and said to the direction of Cang Hai devoutly: "If you know it, you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it."

"A teacher is not the most powerful person in the world."

In my heart, I added helplessly:

"If I know the strength of that senior, then I must be a Daoist existence."

"It's a pity that the Dao realm is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Even if some races are quite powerful, they are bought at the cost of reproduction speed."

"So you guys are newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, or do you just think that tigers are the most terrifying in this world? I can't even give a detailed judgment on the strength of seniors, let alone you, how can you understand it? arrive?"

...

the other side.

A few Myriad Clans of the Xuantian Sect, they happened to pass by the sea.

Canghai is still quite far away from Xuantianzong, and this place is not considered to have any natural treasures, so usually no one from the Wanzu would like to waste time in such a place.

This is also the main reason why the old monk chooses to build a temple in this kind of place to ensure his life's safety.

Originally, they came here to reproduce in the wild. After all, this is a race that likes to mess around in the wild.

There is a sharp horn on their forehead, and a pair of eyeballs grow not on the face, but on the neck and chest. There is a vertical pupil on the face, and an even bigger eyeball on the chest. The eyeball is made of glass, similar to fish eyes. On the back is a pair of dragonfly-like wings, which are small in size, about 0.5 meters high.

Black Spirit Race!

A sharp-tongued race!

"What happened to this sea? How did it get destroyed like this?"

"Is it always like this before?"

"No, the sea was not like this before."

"Go and have a look."

The four members of the Hei Ling tribe flapped their dragonfly wings and quickly flew towards the sky above the sea.

They are now very curious about what happened to Cang Hai.

When they found Yuchi who was fishing in the center of the sea, they felt even more confused.

Why is there a human race fishing on a small island in the sea? Is this human race bad-headed? This inexplicable sitting in the middle of the sea fishing?

What's the point of this fishing?

Not to mention that the clothes on Yuchi's body were tattered, and he was very down and out.

And these four people just exchanged eye contact, and they all flew towards Yuchi.

This is to go over and ask Yuchi if he knows what happened here?

And what threat can a human race pose?

Their Black Spirit Race specializes in restraining the Human Race!

1 minute later.

They had already circled around Yuchi.

The sound of their wings beating was like mosquitoes, and one of the members of the Black Spirit clan shouted harshly: "Human race, let me ask you, do you know what happened in this sea?"