Chapter 696: Abnormal River Surface Since the last Mid-Autumn Festival and the fishing old man had a meal, the relationship between the two has also been pulled in a lot, and gradually it can be called a year-old friend, as for who is big and who is small?
This is really hard to say, if in terms of age, it is naturally Ye Qingshan's age, not counting the time in the low-latitude world before, let's say that the time when he came to Beiju Luzhou, Ye Qingshan is more than three hundred years.
The fishing old man is just an ordinary human being, even if he is nourished by various supplements, he is only the top three in longevity. (60 years of Yijiazi) But if you look at it from the point of view of appearance, Ye Qingshan, who is at least three hundred years old, looks eighteen or nineteen, with red lips and white teeth, and tender skin as if he can pinch out the water, and he looks like a popular student.
And the fishing old man, who is not yet 100 years old, is full of years and frost on his face at the moment, and he looks like an old dragon clock.
But that didn't stop the two from becoming friends.
Because of his identity, it is difficult for the fishing old man to find a real friend in Tianxuan City, after all, no matter who knows that his son is the city lord of Tianxuan City, he will involuntarily look up, and maybe he will get some benefits from his son through him, but if the friend is Ye Qingshan, this situation does not exist.
As for Ye Qingshan?
He is not as troublesome as the old man to make friends, and the reason why there is only one friend like the old man among the tens of millions of people in Tianxuan City is that Ye Qingshan does not look down on him.
The reason why the two were able to get together was mainly because of their relationship, and more importantly, there was no utilitarian interest in making friends between the two parties.
You don't ask me, I don't ask you, if you can talk about it, this friend will naturally become.
Many people wonder why friends are gone, but it's not that friends are gone, but that there are more utilitarian people.
The old man knew that his son had been worrying about the formation, but the old man never took the initiative to talk about it with Ye Qingshan, and even if he did, he never talked about it deeply.
This is also the reason why Yang Wenping knew that Ye Qingshan's retreat had ended, but he never came to Ye Qingshan.
And although he made a year-old friend like a fishing man, Ye Qingshan did not change his normal life because of this.
Practicing on weekdays, moving muscles and bones in his spare time, enhancing his control over his body, and occasionally when he is bored and wants to salted fish, he goes to the moat to chat with the old man, or sits under the willow tree for a day.
And the old man, as usual, goes to the river to fish every day, and never takes the initiative to find Ye Qingshan.
As the days passed, the activation rate of the ancestral blood in Ye Qingshan's body continued to increase, from 52 percent at the beginning to 56 percent.
It is not difficult to increase the activation rate of ancestral blood, as long as it is not a ten percent level, normal cultivation on weekdays is enough to increase the activation rate of ancestral blood.
But after encountering the level, it will be different, and the aura required will be increased by a hundredfold and a thousand times.
And on this day, after a night of cultivation, it was the Double Ninth Festival, Ye Qingshan brought a pot of Qingju wine, the old man was still fishing by the river, and after seeing Ye Qingshan, he scolded with a smile: "How can I have time today?"
” It's still the willow tree, Ye Qingshan is sitting there, lazy: "Isn't this the Double Ninth Festival?"
I'm alone, and I know you have time, so I came to you to drink with me. ” Ignoring Ye Qingshan's metaphor that his son would not accompany him for the holiday today, the old man looked at the half-human-high wine jar in Ye Qingshan's hand, and a flash of curiosity flashed in his eyes: "What wine?"
” patted this wine jar with cyan glaze, and a chuckle appeared on the corner of Ye Qingshan's mouth: "The Qingju wine of the Drunken Flower Building, three thousand immortal coins per jar, seven hundred years old, is older than the two of us combined." ” The old man was stunned for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and sighed with emotion: "Damn!"
Money is such a good thing, I can't even think of such an expensive thing, let alone drink it. ” Looking at the old man with an emotional face, Ye Qingshan rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Don't make trouble, if you want to drink, don't talk about seven hundred years of aging, even if it is a thousand years old, the boss of Drunken Flower Building will send it to you, and you don't want a penny." ” With a dry laugh, the old man rubbed his hands and rolled his eyes at Ye Qingshan: "It's different, you can't drink what you send, and if you drink it, something will happen." ” Ye Qingshan looked at the old man speechlessly: "Mine you can drink?"
Believe it or not, I'll be half empty of your son's house tomorrow?
” The old man pursed his lips with a look of disbelief, since August 15, the relationship between the two has become a lot closer, and he will ask for a few cheap mouths harmlessly on weekdays.
Looking at the jar of green chrysanthemum wine in Ye Qingshan's hand, a touch of joy appeared on the old man's face: "I'll catch a few big fish later, the fish in the moat in the north of the city are the best to drink." ” Ye Qingshan looked at the old man with a suspicious expression: "Just you, are you sure you can catch a big fish?"
” The old man likes fishing, but the old man really hasn't dropped any big fish, not because the fishing level is not good, but because the old man's strength is not enough.
This is the world of high martial arts, a fish of more than ten catties, comparable to Ye Qingshan's once a hundred catties of big fish in the world, even if this kind of fish is not refined, but it is not something that one or two big men can easily take.
Besides, there are big fish in deep water, and the green bamboo pole in the old man's hand is at most one zhang long, and he can't catch any big fish.
In the face of Ye Qingshan's questioning, a confident smile appeared on the old man's rare face: "Today is different, there are a lot of fish bites, and they are all big fish." ” Looking at the confident expression on the old man's face, Ye Qingshan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly: "That's okay, I'll sleep, and call me when I catch a big fish in a while." ” Waving his hand at Ye Qingshan, the old man looked confident: "Okay, go lie down." ” Ye Qingshan lay down, behind him was an ancient willow that needed to be surrounded by seven or eight people, slender willow, dark green willow leaves, scattered sunlight sprinkled on his face, the strong wind blowing on his cheeks brought a bit of coolness, looking at the river surface like a mirror, I have to say, it's a really good feeling.
Wait a minute!
Strong winds?
Lake?
Ye Qingshan was stunned for a moment, those deep eyes suddenly had a touch of gold, under this gaze with immortal power, the river dozens of kilometers wide was instantly seen through by Ye Qingshan.
At this moment, Ye Qingshan finally understood why the old man was so sure that he would definitely catch a big fish today!
At the bottom of this seemingly calm mirror-like river, there is actually an undercurrent.
I don't know how many kinds of fish, all of them ran to the shore, more than a dozen catties, dozens of catties, or even hundreds of catties of fish, densely gathered on the bank of this river with a water depth of no more than seven meters.
And in the deep water area of this wide river, there is a fish demon with a body length of more than ten meters, covered with black scales, sharp bone spurs on the back, and a mouth full of steel teeth and sharp teeth, each fish demon has at least the strength of the demon king level, and their number is more than 10,000!
Ye Qingshan inexplicably thought of a possibility in his heart, looking at the unaware old man beside him, a touch of decisiveness flashed in his eyes: "I'm leaving." ” The old man was stunned for a moment, and his face was puzzled: "Go?"
I haven't caught a fish yet. ” Ye Qingshan took a deep look at the fish demon at the bottom of the river, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes: "If you don't leave, it's too late." ” The old man looked at Ye Qingshan with a confused expression: "What do you mean?"
” Ye Qingshan didn't answer the old man, because at this moment Ye Qingshan's face became a little ugly, in his sight, the undercurrent under the river surface like a mirror surged, and tens of thousands of fish demons seemed to sense something, and they all looked at Ye Qingshan.
In an instant, a rich evil aura that suffocated normal people came to his face, a cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and Ye Qingshan's face became a little gloomy: "It looks like it's late, the war is coming!"
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