"It turned out to be a red flame fish!"
"This fish is worth ten spiritual stones!"
"This little girl is a disciple of which family!"
The fishermen around this lake are all breathing heavily.
That fish was worth ten spiritual stones, which was enough to make the Qi-training monks on the field excited.
Especially these Qi training monks, most of whom are casual practitioners, cannot earn even ten spirit stones in a year.
Not only that, there were not only red flame fish in the little girl's bucket, but also a bunch of other spiritual fish.
Taken together, they are worth hundreds of spirit stones.
With so many spiritual stones, the foundation-building monks will be extremely excited.
Qi Jianjun seemed to have not heard the other people's exchanges and continued to swing the fishing rod and continue fishing.
At this time, an old Qi practitioner next to him couldn't sit still, and he persuaded in a deep voice: "Little boy, as the saying goes, wealth should not be exposed, you are in danger here now, there are many eyes staring at you.
Who is your elder? Call him over quickly and take you back."
Qi Jianjun continued to look at the calm lake. She seemed aggrieved and said: "My mother has gone to heaven, and my father has been addicted to games all day long, turning upside down day and night. I don't know where he died."
When the old man heard this, he understood that the little girl's mother was probably dead, and her father was playing games all day long to relieve his sorrow.
"Oh, my life is miserable," the old man said, asking intentionally or unintentionally, "To be able to give birth to such an exquisite and lovely child like you, your father and mother must be from a famous family? Which sect are they from?"
"I'm from out of town. I just came to Dashang not long ago." Qi Jianjun answered casually.
At this time, the fishing rod moved and another fish took the bait. Qi saw a look of joy on his face.
"Caught again!"
This caused the nearby fishermen to cheer.
A young man not far away looked helpless when he saw this.
"This little kid is finished. He's been targeted."
He knows the old man next to Qi Jianjun.
The old man looked harmless and very warm-hearted, but in fact he was Jie Xiu's spy, trying to get information from Jianjun.
If we can get some information about Qi Jianjun and judge whether we can take action, we will start to rob him.
In the world of immortality, time is never so peaceful.
Perhaps, those disciples from the major sects are well protected, but the nastiness of the lower-level casual cultivators, and even the disciples of the major sects, exists all the time.
The man wearing a straw hat looked at the girl with a look of regret in his eyes.
But when he thought of the robbery cultivator behind the old man, he sighed and asked him to help, but he wouldn't dare.
At this time, a foundation-building monk and two Qi-refining monks came this way.
They were talking to each other as they walked.
"Coming from out of town, he is probably a fleeing sheep!" The Foundation Establishment Tribulation Cultivator looked greedy.
The spirit fish is worth hundreds of spirit stones, and it seems to be risk-free. This business must be done.
"I have already gone to investigate, and there is no such girl in the nearby sect. Her background is average." A Jie cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training said.
As long as they are not disciples of the sect, they have nothing to fear.
Moreover, they are not afraid of ordinary small sect disciples.
Except for the three major sects that are as tall as mountains, their group of robbery cultivators dare not move, but other sects still dare to do so.
"She is lucky to be able to catch so many fish.
It's better to burn her face, make her voice hoarse, burn her face, and let her fish here all the time." A Qi Jie cultivator said.
Tribulation cultivators often do this kind of thing.
The same is true for the beggar gangs in the mortal realm. They often make some people disabled and then go begging to make money.
"Let's go." The old man who built the foundation looked greedy.
Three robbery cultivators appeared, their faces covered with masks.
The fishermen present could not help but tremble, and some secretly ran away with their fish buckets.
The regretful man before also sighed and did not dare to look here.
There were also many people who secretly looked at the girl with sad expressions on their faces.
Such a cute little girl was about to be killed.
Her father is so irresponsible!
At the same time, not far away, two figures stood under the tree, watching the dispute taking place by the lake.
There was a hint of murderous intent in the woman's eyes: "These robbery cultivators are so abominable that they even attack little girls.
Those men are also useless, and no one came to help.
Young Master, do you want me to go..."
The woman looked at the man in coarse cloth and linen clothes next to her, with a strong look of awe in her eyes.
The woman's name is Shen Zhifeng, and she is the only divine infant with the divine surname of the Demonic Desire Sect, and is also the leader of the divine family.
Even though she is the True Lord of the Divine Infant, facing the man next to her in coarse cloth and linen clothes, she is like a servant.
Because the man in front of me is so godless!
This time, the God of the Demonic Desire Sect seized power and regained control of the Demonic Desire Sect, which was all thanks to Kannawushen.
Shenwushen alone killed the other divine infant monks from the Demonic Desire Sect.
Moreover, it is like killing a chicken.
Although Kamishibaho is a divine infant, if he encounters Kannashi, he may not be able to survive even one round.
Shen Wushen looked at the girl by the lake with a deep look in his eyes: "She...is not an ordinary person."
"Huh?" Shen Zhifeng was a little surprised.
Hidden cultivation base?
However, no matter how hard she looked, she still couldn't see clearly the strength of that person.
If this means that the other person's cultivation level is far superior to hers, or he has practiced the Taoist method of concealing his aura, or he has a magic weapon that can conceal his aura.
"You don't have to look, you can't see her cultivation.
I didn't expect to see such a senior in a remote area like Dashang." There was a hint of awe in Shen Wushen's eyes.
Shen Zhifeng was even more shocked.
Even Kanna and Shen are called seniors. How powerful is that? Could it be...Zi Mansion?
Shen Zhifeng's breathing became rapid, and the look he looked at those tribulation cultivators became pitiful.
"The Canglan Realm is much more exciting than I imagined...
I hope I can meet an opponent worthy of my attack!"
There was a sharp edge in Shenwushen's eyes.
He is a person from the upper world and comes from a large family.
His master is a powerful man of mythical level, the kind who reflects the heavens.
Now, through the sect's treasure, he travels across the heavens to improve his cultivation.
The Demonic Desire Gate in the Canglan Realm is a lower realm that his Shen Family discovered before, and left the coordinates for their children to travel.
However, the family of God has declined and cannot descend to the realm.
Kannashen joined a large sect and gained experience in the lower world through the sect's treasure.
Now we have arrived at the Gate of Demonic Desire.
He is a martial arts fanatic, or a fighting madman.
To be continued...