Acai thought about it for a moment and then he understood.
"Before, there was a forbidden power that seemed to come from the gods near the thunder pool, and this fishhook-like treasure was hooked at the root of the Caitian grass. It can be foreseen that the Caitian grass has indeed been targeted by that god-like existence.
!”
A Cai said, "But just now, when we were harvesting the grass, we obviously alarmed the other party, which made the other party take action to collect the grass."
Su Yi nodded and said, "That should be the case."
"Fellow Daoist Su, have you noticed where the thread that pulled the fishhook leads to?"
A Cai asked.
Su Yi pondered: "That strand of silk thread is very likely to travel between the void of time and space, and if all of this is really arranged by a certain god, then the other end of that strand of silk thread is most likely to be held by that
In the hands of the gods!”
A Cai's spiritual eyes quietly condensed.
Was it God who took action before?
"However, what can be concluded is that the opponent cannot enter the battlefield outside the territory and can only use the strand of silk thread and fishhook to collect the Tiancao. This is like fishing in the abyss. People on the shore do not dare to enter the water rashly."
Su Yi said quickly.
While speaking, he had already taken down the fishhook-shaped treasure from the Caitian Grass.
This treasure is indeed no different from a fishhook, almost transparent and as thin as a cow's hair.
When Su Yi's fingertips rubbed this treasure, his skin felt a tingling sensation like being pricked by needles. A drop of blood overflowed and was immediately absorbed by the fishhook.
Even with his own body-protecting power, he couldn't even stop it!
Buzz!
The fishhook glowed quietly, and an extremely illusory figure rushed out.
This is an old man in a cloth robe, with a pale face and a scruffy beard. Behind him is an endless starry sky with billions of stars circulating in it.
"this……"
A Cai felt a chill in his heart, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Although the figure of the old man in cloth robe was extremely illusory, the aura he exuded was unimaginably terrifying!
The eyes of the old man in cloth robe were as deep as the abyss, as if a god was issuing a decree, and his voice was majestic:
"If you dare to take my treasure by force, no matter who you are, you will suffer a catastrophic disaster in the future!"
A hint of disdain appeared in Su Yi's eyes, and he punched him.
boom!!
The figure of the cloth-robed old man exploded and disappeared in a shower of light.
A Cai: "???"
Su Yi said softly: "That old thing is just a wisp of breath. It doesn't even have will power, so it's nothing to worry about."
A Cai had a strange look in his eyes.
Even if it is just a wisp of breath, it can be concluded that it must be left by a real god! It is definitely not something that ordinary monks can shake.
But Su Yi was good and smashed the opponent with one punch!
"This fishhook is very special. It is suspected to be a real god-level spiritual material."
Su Yi whispered.
The fishhook has become dull and has no breath.
But what surprised Su Yi was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't crush the treasure!
Moreover, after he examined it, he found that the material of this fishhook was far more mysterious than the immortal material.
"If fellow Taoist likes it, you might as well stay."
A Cai smiled sweetly.
By this time, she had completely realized that if it hadn't been for Su Yi this time, with her methods, she would never have been able to capture this Caitiancao, which had long been targeted by the gods!
"Then I won't be polite."
Su Yi said, taking out the sky patching furnace and making it empty.
The Butian Furnace roared and began to absorb the original power of the Void Oblivion Immortal Thunder in that thunder pool.
Ah Cai stood pretty on one side, staring at the patchwork furnace with watery eyes, and occasionally glanced at Su Yi, thoughtfully.
…
The mighty river of epochs runs through the endless land of nothingness.
A thin figure sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform beside the Era River.
He was wearing a cloth robe, with a pale face and a scruffy beard and hair.
And behind his head, a vast starry sky appeared, with hundreds of millions of stars hanging down from it, making him look like the supreme master.
In front of him, there was a black fishing rod.
The fishing rod is about three feet long and as thick as a child's arm, and is engraved with intricate and mysterious regular patterns.
And from the top of the fishing rod, thousands of fishing lines hang down.
Each fishing line is as thin as a cow's hair, spreading into the long river of the ages.
A person, sitting alone on the platform, fishing on the long river of the ages!
Such a picture is undoubtedly too shocking.
The old man in cloth robe seems to have been sitting there for endless years, like a rock that remains motionless, motionless despite the rapid flow of the long river of time.
Suddenly, the black fishing rod sank suddenly.
I saw that one of the fishing lines was so tight that the fishing rod tilted.
The old man in cloth robe quietly opened his eyes.
The fish took the bait?
wrong!
That thread of cause and effect, as early as 180,000 years ago, had already caught a newly born chaotic divine object "Celestial Grass"!
Right now, it will take another 60,000 years for that one grass to produce four leaves.
Only then will the Caitian grass be considered mature and can be regarded as an innate divine treasure to refine the innate Dao patterns contained in it!
But now, there is obviously something wrong with that Caitiancao.
"Someone actually broke through my 'restriction of cause and effect' and wanted to take away the Tiancao?"
The old man in cloth robe was surprised.
He raised his hand to pick up the fishing rod and raised it with his wrist.
An arc suddenly formed between the fishing rod and the tight fishing line.
But the next moment, there was a muffled sound.
The fishing line was broken.
The entire fishing rod vibrated violently.
The face of the old man in cloth robe darkened.
He reached out his left hand, pinched his fingers and began to calculate.
"It turns out that the battlefield outside the territory has reappeared between the human world and the fairy world. No wonder such changes have occurred!"
"No, Juxia realm characters can't break my 'causal line' at all, and with the power of the causal hook, killing Juxia realm monks is no different from crushing ants on the ground..."
Thinking of this, the cloth-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly.
He took out a blood-stained tortoise shell from his sleeve robe, pressed his fingertips on it, and then his whole expression became solemn and solemn.
"I would like to see who it is that dares to cut off my causal line and seize my Sky-cutting Grass!"
To be continued...