Ning Fan seemed to have turned into a sculpture, sitting on the shore of the island, motionless.

But when the water ripples moved slightly, the dragon bait had been eaten by the dragon soul.

Ning Fan was not in a hurry to catch the dragon soul, he just repeatedly reeled in the line, baited the bait, threw the rod, and let the dragon bait be eaten again.

His gaze became deeper and deeper, as if he could see the satisfied expressions of the dragon souls underwater.

"Bait, is it delicious..." Ning Fan said to himself as if he was sighing.

Half a day has passed since the second day of the conference.

Night has fallen, the moon is dim, Ning Fan is dressed in white, sitting alone in the night.

When there were only a few dragon bait left, he threw all the dragon bait directly into the water, which caused several dragon souls under the water to fight and fight.

The dragon bait was exhausted, so he did not buy the dragon bait. He just hung the empty hook and waited.

Without the dragon bait, the dragon souls dispersed one after another after waiting to no avail. There was no longer a dragon biting the hook, and no more dragon to disturb Ning Fan's state of mind.

The dragon soul here seemed to have grown up and had its mouth in its mouth. It knew the benefits of dragon bait, and also knew that Ning Fan had no more dragon bait.

The dragon souls swam to the islands where other monks were and began to steal dragon bait.

Some succeeded, some failed, and the losers were naturally caught.

This night, many monks who participated in the meeting gained something, and most of these gains were thanks to Ning Fan.

All this has nothing to do with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's heart seemed to have turned into gentle water waves without any ripples.

He looked at the dragon souls who had thrown themselves into the trap, and seemed to see himself, like all living beings.

On the first day, he went crazy fishing for dragons, which could easily determine the death of the dragon soul.

On the second day, he spared the dragon from death and fed it with bait, which could determine the life of the dragon's soul.

But in this life, most of the ends are still dead ends...

This is just like cultivating Taoism. God can easily decide the death of a person. However, it uses immortality and Taoism as bait to lure all living beings to practice Taoism.

Those who do not get the bait cannot transcend life and death.

The deceitful immortals think they are beyond life and death, but most of them will still perish.

The monks who take the first step of cultivating the path are limited by their life span, and the immortals who take the second step of cultivating the path are limited by the major and minor tribulations.

As long as you are still restricted by heaven and earth, you are not truly transcending the constraints of heaven and earth.

Immortals are people who stand on the mountain. But even if they stand on the mountain, there is still a sky above their heads and a piece of earth under their feet... This mountain is still trapped in the cage of heaven and earth...

The person holding the bait is the fisherman, and those fighting for the bait are the swimming fish.

At this moment, Ning Fan holds the bait. He is the fisherman. The dragon souls fight for the bait and die because of the bait.

If Tao is the bait, all living beings will be like fish and dragons, fighting with each other, and the heaven and earth will be like fishermen.

Ning Fan looked up at the sky and remained silent.

If heaven and earth were fishermen, if immortality existed, Tao would really be bait, and he would not want to imitate most people, running around for bait and dying for bait.

He didn't want to be a fish to be slaughtered by others, he didn't want to be fished out by others, he wanted to be the fisherman who controlled the life and death of the fish.

"If you want to be a fisherman, you must first understand the way of fishing...A fisherman should hide in the river, lay bait invisible, and kill people silently..."

At this moment, a mysterious light rose in Ning Fan's eyes. There was reality in the void, and death in the life.

And his body gradually began to fade, and the fishing rod, fishing line, and fishing hook in his hands all began to fade...

At the end of the night and at dawn, Ning Fan's body became as pale as a mirage.

Late at night on the third day, Ning Fan's body had completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Uh, where did Fellow Taoist Baimu go?" Several old monsters asked in surprise.

The explosion on the first day, the silence on the second day, the disappearance on the third day...

The activities in the first two days were all to understand the way of fishing and prepare for the third day.

Ordinary people would not know where Ning Fan went.

The monks who were broken five or above could see that Ning Fan actually didn't go anywhere. He was still sitting where he was. He just hid his figure and the fishing rod together so that ordinary people couldn't see it.

Only the three scattered demons could see that Ning Fan's invisibility process had undergone three extremely mysterious changes.

Ning Fan's body changes from reality to reality, from reality to life, from life to death... His body changes between reality and reality, and his breath lingers between life and death.

He is clearly sitting here, but he seems to be integrated with the entire dragon pond, as if he does not exist, and his breath is like a dead thing.

This kind of thing can be done even by the three scattered demons who are members of the Demon Soul Alliance, but they will never be able to do it more perfectly than Ning Fan.

Ning Fan seemed to have really disappeared.

Except for the power of yin and yang on the hook, the two dragons of Yin and Yang will not notice at all. Someone has set the hook here and is waiting for them to take the bait.

Ning Fan did not need any other dragon bait, and directly extracted a wisp of the purest yin and yang power from the yin and yang lock, guided it into the fishing rod, and transmitted it to the fishing hook.

For Yin and Yang dragons, this ray of yin and yang power will be more attractive than any dragon bait.

At first they didn't dare to take the bait, but eventually they sensed Ning Fan's presence. Although they wanted to eat the dragon bait, they didn't dare to take the bait.

When Ning Fan disappeared, the two dragons no longer concealed their desires and started fighting under the dragon pond for the pure power of yin and yang.

Ning Fan is still waiting. When the fight between the two dragons reaches a critical moment, he makes the hook break into two and catches the two dragons in one fell swoop!

The dragon fishing results on the first day were normal.

On the second day, hundreds of dragon baits were wasted and hundreds of dragon souls were released, in order to understand the way of fishing and understand the key to fishing for dragons.

Laying out the bait of yin and yang, possessing purple luck, hiding in the dark and waiting.

Once the two dragons of Yin and Yang put down their guard, start fighting, and start swallowing bait, they can achieve success in one fell swoop.

"It's a bit strange. Why has Patriarch Baimu not gained anything since the second day..."

"Do you think that Ancestor Baimu no longer wants to catch ordinary dragon souls, but wants to catch the legendary Yin-Yang Dragon Soul?"

"Fellow Taoist, don't be ridiculous. No one has caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul for millions of years. How could Patriarch Baimu ask for trouble and catch such a difficult-to-catch Yin-Yang Dragon Soul?"

On the jade platforms surrounding the Dragon Pond, many monks were discussing in low voices.

All nine demon kings were silent, and everyone's thoughts were focused on Ning Fan.

He Shixiu used his spiritual mind to detect Ning Fan's actions, his eyes showing a hint of impatience.

"Sakumu is so mysterious, what on earth is he doing..."

"Speaking of which, why is it so difficult to catch Yinlong Yanglong... My luck is already close to purple, and secret medicine is used on the dragon bait, but I still can't catch Yinlong Yanglong..."

"Without the Yin-Yang Dragon Ball, the level of obtaining the map would have been very dangerous. It would be troublesome..."

More than half of the third day has passed, and when the last night is over, the Dragon Fishing Conference will be over.

How could He Shixiu not be in a hurry? The time left for him was less than half a day.

He originally came to fish for Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon with confidence, but now, this confidence has long been exhausted.

"Can it be said that even my half-purple luck is not enough to catch the two dragons of Yin and Yang!"

The night faded away little by little, and the sky turned white little by little. He Shixiu's heart also sank little by little.

Not only did they not catch the Yin and Yang dragons in this dragon fishing competition, they even caught fewer ordinary dragon souls than Ning Fan.

He Shixiu couldn't accept this result, but he had to accept it.

"In half an hour, the conference will be over... Damn it, do you have to have first-class luck to catch the two dragons of Yin and Yang!"

While he was talking to himself like this, his eyes were suddenly startled.

Not only was He Shixiu showing a shocked look, but countless monks in the entire Yanglong Pond and the jade platforms on all sides showed shocked looks at this moment!

But Ning Fan, who was originally invisible, appeared at this moment!

And on the sea where the night was still lingering, a dazzling aurora suddenly flashed!

Within that aurora, there is a kind of power that looks down upon the sun and the moon!

At the point where the power is dispersed, the shadows of the sun and moon rise together in the sky, and a strange phenomenon reaches the sky!

And two extremely frightening and angry dragon roars penetrated the water from the deepest part of the Dragon Raising Pond and spread throughout the entire Dragon Raising Pond!

roar!

"This...this is the cry of the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul! As the Dragon Fishing Conference is about to end, someone actually caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul! Who is it!"

"It's Ancestor Baimu! It was him who caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul and caught two dragons at once, but he couldn't successfully pull the two dragons out of the sea for the time being!"

There were screams of exclamation from all directions.

He Shixiu's eyes were dull, as if he had been greatly shocked.

"Why can Bai Mu catch the two dragons of Yin and Yang? Does he really have purple luck?"

"Nie Zhan, what a great strength!"
To be continued...