Chapter 455 Dragon Blood

No, it's not that the world has slowed down, but that his perception has been enhanced.

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 were easier to distinguish.

It was because of this feeling that the illusion of time slowing down was created.

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 flow suddenly turned into a waterfall.

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

He was just an ordinary old man, with an eighth-grade cultivation base. He should practice martial arts... wait, martial arts.

As mentioned before, there is no strict grade division in martial arts. After the eighth grade, it is difficult to distinguish, because the internal energy of martial arts is chaotic and kneaded into a ball, and the corresponding characteristics cannot be seen at all. It can only be simply divided according to the intensity and quantity of the internal energy of martial arts, as well as the degree of condensation of martial arts spirit, but it is not accurate.

The accurate classification method still depends on actual combat.

If you can beat the fifth-grade, you are a fifth-grade warrior. It is very simple and easy to understand.

But the old man did not react, but picked up the fishing rod and pulled out a silk thread from his fingertips.

Li Qi was sharp-eyed and had a true understanding of the rhythm, so he immediately discovered that this silk thread was not a physical entity, but the old man's martial arts internal energy.

He condensed the martial arts internal energy into a line, tied it to the fishing rod, and then threw it into the sea.

There was no hook or bait.

Seeing this, Li Qi also followed suit, pulling out thousands of strands of divine energy, then weaving them into a line, putting it on the fishing platform, and then controlling the thin line to pass through the fishing rod and fall into the sea.

His perception was greatly amplified again, so that he could easily feel the state of the bottom of the water. The line of divine energy extended from his body, so it was like a tentacle. He did not need a float or even a still water surface, and could still feel whether there was a 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 adapted to the feeling of accelerated senses, and then asked the old man.

"Already adapted? You kid, you have something. This fishing platform of mine was built for me by the people of Li Dao. It is said that it can expand the senses. Most people will vomit all over the floor just by touching it. The sound of their own blood flowing and intestinal peristalsis can make 70% of people unwilling to touch this thing in their lifetime, but you have adapted to it? The way of natural evolution?" The old man asked curiously.

Only the way of natural evolution can have such a terrifying adaptability.

He had fought with the real dragon before, and only threw three punches, each punch was more powerful than the last, and the last punch was 100% powerful.

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

The second punch, the real dragon groaned slightly, and the skin was torn.

The third punch, the real dragon was unscathed and began to counterattack.

Then he admitted defeat.

I have never seen such a cheating person. As long as he sees the same move once, he will immediately "adapt" to it. I really don't know if there is a limit to this adaptation.

However... it is precisely because of this power that I am attracted to come to the East China Sea again. Is this young man in front of me the way of natural evolution in cultivation?

But Li Qi shook his head over there: "No, it's just... I have been surrounded by this feeling for many years for some reasons, and now I am used to it."

I am really used to it, but my senses have become more acute. Compared with the information flow that Zhen Zhiyun is constantly filling my brain, it is simply too easy.

I have to say that habit is a powerful force. Li Qi is now very good at handling these messy information.

However, looking at that silk thread, it is really amazing.

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

I have met a master.

Well, but it is normal to think about it carefully. After all, this is Li Dao's fifth-grade treasure ship. There must be hidden dragons and crouching tigers on this treasure ship, and there are countless strong people. Everyone is here to follow Li Dao to the deep ocean for scientific research.

Thinking about it this way, the safety factor is simply explosive. This kind of ship, I am afraid that even if a real dragon comes, it will be difficult to deal with it, unless a master of the fourth grade or above takes action personally, but such a master knows it in his heart, and naturally knows that the people on the ship must be difficult to mess with.

At this time, the old man held the line and spoke.

"So that's the case, then let's say you know how to fish, young man, you don't have to wait until the fish bites the hook, you see." The old man said, and his fingers moved.

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

It's called fishing, but it's simply frying fish!

The silk thread composed of the internal energy of the martial arts rushed towards the deep sea in an instant, getting longer and longer, and rapidly extending for thousands of miles!

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

If it is only a meteor hammer of one or two feet long, you can play with it as long as you can pick it up.

But if you want to swing a meteor hammer of seventy or eighty meters, the difficulty will increase exponentially. If you want to swing it like a flower, the skills and strength required must reach a level far beyond imagination.

And now, the silk thread is more than seventy or eighty meters long? It is thousands of miles long! It goes directly to the deep water area of ​​the East China Sea.

Li Qi immediately sensed it fully and extended the line of spirit in his hand.

With the help of Diaoyutai's enhanced perception, he also began to follow the line of spirit 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 stretch 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 looked shocked: "Here he comes! Taken the bait!"

Li Qi immediately concentrated and looked at the other party.

Although he was completely unaware of the current 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, with the potential to lift the sky, and the waves are so high and violent. Whenever they hit, the waves are several miles high, with the potential to overturn the mountains, and the wind and thunder are violent, as if there are dragons moving around!

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 then 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, half-stepped 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 lot of 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 tribes 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 general 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 excitement when he was blinded by a burst of precious light!

In that box, there were 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 come back 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!