The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1637

In front of the rocks by the river, Hei Wu stabilized his figure, raised his head and glanced ahead, then quickly withdrew his gaze. With his cultivation base, he could tell at a glance that the old man in front was just an ordinary mortal.

Sitting cross-legged by the river, wearing a bamboo hat and holding a bamboo pole, it can be seen that he is fishing here.

At this moment, Ye Fei didn't say much. After pondering for a while, he stepped forward.

"Old man, are you from Lingguo?" Ye Fei walked to the river and asked in a low voice.

Behind him, Heiwu followed quietly, and after glancing at the old man, he lost interest, and couldn't help but look around.

The old man in front of him didn't turn his head, but the slightly old voice came after him.

"Oh, I have been fishing here for more than [-] years, and I haven't lost a single fish."

"Little brother, I haven't been to the city of Lingguo you mentioned, so I can't be regarded as a person of Lingguo." The old man spoke slowly, staring at the floats on the lake, and responded as if talking to himself.

Hearing this, Ye Fei looked at the river in front of him at this moment, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old man, the water in this river is shallow and there are no fish. Even if you fish for another [-] years, you will probably get nothing." Ye Fei looked at the river and said bluntly at this moment.

With his cultivation base, he can tell at a glance that the long river in front of him looks like clear water, but it is too shallow. Both ends are sealed by rocks, but it is actually a pool of stagnant water. There is no life in the river, so naturally there cannot be fish.

As soon as these words came out, the old man in front suddenly turned his head and took a deep look at Ye Fei.

"Little brother, this statement is wrong."

"Old man, I think that there are not only fish in this river, but also dragons. The eighty-year-old fishing rod is enough to catch dragons." confidence.

When Ye Fei heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

But before he could speak, Heiwu seemed to be unable to bear it.

"Old man, just brag. You haven't caught anything for [-] years, and you still want to catch a dragon. You can catch this beast!" Heiwu pouted at the person in front of him and said.

The lineage of the dragon clan is mostly fairy ancient beasts, and the power of talent is not inferior to that of desolate beasts.

By the riverside, the old man in the bamboo hat heard the words, and there seemed to be a sparkle in his eyes. He saw that he lightly lifted the bamboo pole, and the float on the river trembled slightly.

It seemed as if a strong wind passed by, the old man's clothes in front of him trembled.

"This is..." Ye Fei's eyes shook, and his expression couldn't help changing slightly.

The old man in front of him was obviously just an ordinary mortal, but at this moment, he felt as if he had transformed into a powerful man in the imperial realm.

"Old man, I'll show you what to fish for!"

"rise!"

The old man in front suddenly stood up and raised his hand to pull the pole. The bamboo pole in his hand was bent, and the power of heaven and earth trembled around him, which could be faintly heard. In the long river ahead, there was a deafening low humming sound.

In an instant, the old man's bamboo pole seemed to turn into an innate spiritual treasure, and the winding fishing line was like regular spiritual silk.

"Roar……"

"Bang, boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and as the old man in front raised his hand and pulled the lever, he saw a huge red dragon being dragged out of the river bottom abruptly by him, and fell into the sight of Ye Fei and the others.

Hei Wu in the back froze in place.

Ye Fei in front couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Create something out of nothing, catch a dragon with one thought, this is the supreme secret technique." Ye Fei murmured, with his cultivation base, he can clearly perceive the world, and the old man in front of him just made a shot, which should be a self-created magical power.

It is true to say that he has been fishing for eighty years and has been fishing for dragons with one rod.

It is not incomprehensible for a strong man in the imperial realm, but it is really unbelievable that a mortal in front of him can comprehend the way of heaven and create such a supreme secret technique by himself.

But at this moment, the Dao Guardian Heavenly Formation in the sky above suddenly operated by itself.

"Buzz."

"Boom, boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and an unconcealable force of coercion instantly enveloped the surroundings.

"Huh? The power of this formation really hasn't dissipated." Ye Fei focused his eyes and looked up into the air.

But at this moment, I saw a thunder coming down from the sky with such a speed that it almost came through the air. Its target was not Ye Fei, but the old fisherman in front of him.

Seeing this, the old man in front suddenly laughed wildly on his face.

"Haha, haha, Zhao Wendao..." There was no fear in the eyes of the old man in the bamboo hat. The thunder that fell that day penetrated his body instantly.

The speed was so fast that even Ye Fei in front had no time to stop it.

"Bang, Boom!"

A muffled sound came, and a mortal under the sky formation instantly turned into ashes.

The power dissipated, the heavenly array returned to normal, and the coercive power in the surrounding air disappeared, as if nothing had happened. The bank of the long river, following the erasure of the old man, has returned to its usual appearance.

"Ye Fei, is this person from the Spirit Kingdom?" Hei Wu's face was blank at the moment, obviously he didn't react for a while.

By the long river, Ye Fei's eyes were calm, he just raised his head and glanced at the sky formation above, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.

"The ancestors of the spirit family can spy on the way of heaven, and pick up all kinds of supernatural powers and spells at will. No wonder the Taoist family would take action to suppress them. If not, the sanctuary and the boundary cannot tolerate the inheritance of other families."

Ye Fei realized a little bit, and there was a glint in his eyes at this moment.

On the western border, the coercion of the heavenly array is gone, but it has evolved into a huge cage. Any outbreak of heaven-defying power will cause the sky to destroy it.

After pondering for a while, Ye Fei immediately stepped into the air, followed by Hei Wu.

"Enter Lingguo City."

"The words of the third young master of the Ye clan, he left a gift for Ye in the royal city." Ye Fei murmured, a glimmer of light flickered in his eyes, followed by a stream of light from his figure, and disappeared in place.

For three thousand miles, the speed of a strong man in the imperial realm is enough for half a breath.

Coming all the way through the sky, there are countless mountain villages around this spiritual country, most of them are ordinary mortals, who can hardly feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and the eyes in front of them are an ancient city of wind and frost.

Above the city gate, the three big characters of Lingwang City have been weathered and blurred.

"There is no defense formation." In the air in front of the ancient city, Ye Fei fell down and looked forward.

Since leaving the virtual world, he has encountered countless ancient cities, and this is undoubtedly the first time he has seen one without a defensive formation.

"It's not just that there is no defense."

"I just swept away my spiritual sense, and there is not even a single martial artist in the city, almost all of them are ordinary people." On the other side, Hei Wu withdrew his spiritual sense at this moment, and couldn't help but speak.

Ye Fei couldn't help laughing lightly when he heard that.

"Not all." He murmured, the blue light in his eyes dissipated, and he walked forward.

Heiwu followed closely behind. At this time, he couldn't help extending his spiritual consciousness again, and began to search in the city, but still found nothing. Although he was puzzled, he didn't say much, just followed Ye Fei, and entered the city together.

In Lingwang City, there were no guards in front of the city gate, and the two entered smoothly.

This place is like an ordinary ancient city. There are people coming and going on the long street, mostly with smiles on their faces. As Hei Wu said, they are all ordinary mortals, and the two of them entered the city without attracting much attention.

On the long street, Ye Fei walked forward slowly, his eyes were calm, he just looked up at the front.

"Buzz."

"Boom, boom!"

Suddenly, in the sky above, the heavenly array of the Taoist clan shook suddenly.

In the ancient city, pedestrians stopped for a while, and then they saw a thunder force suddenly descending from the sky, falling into the alley in the city, splitting a figure, and then the sky formation instantly returned to normal.

Ye Fei paused, the light in his eyes restrained.

"Even a little power fluctuation will be punished by heaven." He murmured without much change in his expression.

The Heavenly Formation of the Daoist Clan, Ye Fei today, can hardly conceal his struggle with it.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"That should be blacksmith Wang from the blacksmith shop in the east of the city!"

"In my spiritual kingdom, there are indeed a large number of talents..."

On the long street, the people who stopped were all laughing. They seemed to be accustomed to such things, and there was no fear on their faces.

At this time, Hei Wu, who entered the city together with Ye Fei, had a puzzled look on his face.

"Are these people crazy?" At this moment, he looked at the people around him, as if he was looking at fools.

In the ancient city, Ye Fei glanced at the sky at this time, then retracted his gaze, and rarely let out a soft sigh.

"Chao Wendao..."

In the past, the ancestors of the spirit clan passed on the heavenly way to the world, but now the clan members have ended up in captivity, lingering on for thousands of years. It is already a miracle that this clan has not died out.

Now it can be seen that the Dao of Heaven can still be peeked at, but the heavenly formation above the head is like an irreversible shackle, and whenever the ancestors have the intention of gaining momentum, they will destroy it at will.

The talent hidden in the blood is like the prelude to death.

Even so, people of the Spirit Race have not given up on their nature, which is truly admirable.

"Young friend Ye Fei, do you still remember me? 200 years ago, my little friend came to Wangcheng, and the old man was not yet old at that time." At this time, on the long street in front of him, there was a man with a stooped figure, a head full of white hair, and a face full of bruises. The old man with vicissitudes of life walked in slowly at this time.

The old man was holding a dead wooden staff, his eyes were slightly cloudy, giving people a very old feeling.

Ye Fei's spiritual sense was swept away, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the old man's body, but it had a very strong vitality, which maintained his longevity, otherwise, a mortal would have been turned into dust in 200 years.

At this moment, the old man in front is already approaching.

"Bai Wu!" Beside him, Hei Wu's eyes were shocked, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

Although the person in front of him was old, his face was similar to Bai Wu's. Most importantly, he was also very familiar with this person's blood and aura. He was undoubtedly the ancestor of the ancient beast sect Bai Wu.

"He is not the Bai Wu you know, and I am not the little friend in his memory." Ye Fei looked calmly, and at this moment took a deep look at the person in front of him.

When Heiwu heard the words, his eyes showed a blank look.

The old man in front gave a slight glance at this moment, and his eyes fell on Ye Fei, his slightly cloudy eyes were vaguely clearer.

(End of this chapter)