After hearing this, the big black fish stopped making a sound.
The body of the fish that trembled from time to time made Gu Qingshan and Leng Tianxing understand how much pain it was enduring.
This is almost the punishment of Ling Chi, even a monster can hardly bear such a punishment.
The boatman saw that the faces of the two were getting serious, so he said, "Don't feel sorry for it."
"Why?" Leng Tianxing asked.
"Hey, you guys can't tell, this demon fish has reached the late stage of transformation, and it's almost about to become a saint." The boatman laughed.
The two were even more surprised.
How could it be possible that a monster that was about to be consecrated was executed so lingeringly
"But why would it—" Leng Tianxing couldn't help asking.
"Because it couldn't help its appetite, it swallowed five islands in one night. All the creatures on the islands were eaten by it, and nearly 100,000 people were eaten by it." The boatman interrupted him, Said with a sneer.
The boatman cut off the fish piece by piece with a small knife, and continued: "The Immortal Venerable caught it in a rage and repaired it as a seal. You have to suffer 100,000 times of Lingchi before you can reincarnate."
The last piece of fish was cut off, leaving only the crystal clear fish bones except for the fish head.
The boatman wiped his hands and said, "Today is only the 7350th time, and it is still far away from the 100,000th time."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the whole fish into the river.
The bone fish swam on the water surface for a while, then sank silently.
Leng Tianxing was heartbroken when he heard it, and praised: "It's no wonder that it's Baihua Immortal."
The boatman grinned, and said: "Stop flattering our immortals, you can say what list you both want to be picked, now."
Leng Tianxing pondered for a moment, and said: "I want to try to pick the list of ancient artifacts."
The boatman clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful, it really is fate, you can get off the boat."
"Disembark?"
Leng Tianxing looked left and right, except for the small boat, he could only see the mighty running water all around.
The boatman squatted down, picked up a floating willow branch from the water, and handed it to Leng Tianxing.
"This is the underwater ruins left over from the ancient times."
"In the prehistoric era 100,000 years ago, there were mountain gods and water gods who fought decisively here, and they all died here in the end."
"This willow branch can keep you safe, go down and find some authentic Honghuang pieces."
Hearing what the boatman said, Leng Tianxing took the willow branch, and pushed his spiritual power into it vigorously.
The willow branches spread out, exuding soft light, wrapping Leng Tianxing gently.
A vortex suddenly appeared on the calm water surface, a huge hand stretched out from the vortex, gently supported Leng Tianxing, and slowly retracted.
"It's your turn," the boatman looked at Gu Qingshan, "What kind of list are you here for?"
Gu Qingshan clasped his fists and saluted, "I will pick the sword list."
The boatman looked Gu Qingshan up and down, and said: "You don't even have a sword..."
Gu Qingshan said with a wry smile: "It was broken during the battle."
"Oh? Broken? How is it broken?" the boatman asked.
"Everything except the hilt is broken into pieces." Gu Qingshan said truthfully.
"Well, so you are not a showman." The boatman's eyes lit up.
He turned around and propped the boat forward at high speed.
"Wait, the sword list is a bit far away, I see that you are wounded all over, you might as well rest for a while," said the boatman.
"Thank you."
Gu Qingshan sat down on the wooden board, silently adjusted his breath and waited.
He tried his best to adjust his body, accumulate spiritual power, and gradually drive out the fatigue of his body.
Whether or not Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yuechan can be saved depends on being out of the list this time.
Gu Qingshan recalled the legendary experience of Fairy Baihua in his mind, thinking of Fairy Baihua's actions, he couldn't help but still feel a little speechless.
After a while, thick fog gradually formed on the river.
Something flew towards us, and with a snatching sound, it landed on the board in front of Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan opened his eyes.
A sword was stuck in front of him.
In the thick fog, the figure of the boatman gradually disappeared.
"Pick up the sword, the test has begun." The boatman's voice came from afar.
"Yes." Gu Qingshan took the sword and stood up.
"I will control my cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment," the boatman continued, "find my position in the dense fog, and you will be eligible for the sword list."
"The test just now doesn't count?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"It's okay, but the sword list is more demanding-after all, it's swordsmanship, and you can't just let people take the sword list."
"Okay." Gu Qingshan sighed.
"Start!" said the boatman.
After he said this sentence, the breath of the whole person disappeared immediately.
Wonderful breathing technique!
Gu Qingshan praised, raised his hand, and looked at the sword in his hand.
This is a very ordinary long sword, the whole body is forged from wrought iron, and it is easy to hold.
According to the degree of sophistication, weapons are divided into sharp weapons, treasure weapons, spiritual weapons, magical weapons, and Taoist weapons from low to high.
There are levels above this, but that is a rare thing that is very difficult for ordinary people to reach.
And the long sword in Gu Qingshan's hand is just a sharp weapon.
Such a sword can only be used for free. When encountering a real enemy, one must always be careful not to be discounted by the opponent's weapon.
"Senior, you made a mistake." Gu Qing Shan laughed softly.
No one answered.
Gu Qingshan said slowly: "You shouldn't have given me a sword."
The long sword in his hand moved.
With one swing of the sword, it instantly turned into a hundred sword shadows.
Gu Qingshan's sword is like a breeze.
Soft, deft and irresistible.
"Wind Slash!"
He whispered.
All the sword shadows split apart, and all of them cut into the wooden boat.
In an instant, the wooden boat was cut into pieces, followed by the turbulent spiritual energy in the sword energy, turned into wind, and roared away in the dense fog.
After one sword strike, the entire wooden boat disappeared.
Only at the place where Gu Qingshan was standing, there was a floating wooden plank, still supporting him to float on the river.
There was a low sound of treading water in the distance.
The monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, as long as they don't have wind spirit roots, don't have the ability to fly yet.
Gu Qingshan held the sword and pointed straight at that place.
"Senior, I found you."
With a flick of the long sword, a gust of wind suddenly whizzed past.
when! when! when! when! when!
There were dense parrying sounds.
The characteristic of Feng Zhan is that it is fast, as soon as Gu Qingshan's sword moves, the sword energy directly covers that area, and the opponent has no time to dodge.
There was a silence.
After a while, a laughing voice came from the dense fog.
"Smart boy, I like it very much."
Accompanied by these words, violent spiritual power fluctuations suddenly erupted in that place.
A strong spiritual pressure continued to rise.
Foundation building peak, golden core, golden core peak—this spiritual pressure has been in the Nascent Soul realm before it gradually stabilized.
The boatman flew over and grabbed Gu Qingshan's shoulder: "The test is passed, follow me to Baihua Palace."
He stretched out his other hand and quickly made a tactic.
"Hundreds of flowers are blooming." The boatman shouted softly.
The next moment, countless runes flashed in the void.
Gu Qingshan glanced at it, and there was a sense of shock in his heart.
Even Gongsun Zhi couldn't do this kind of ability to deploy a teleportation array in the air without using the array disk.
Gu Qingshan naturally knows who the person in front of him is, but he tightly shut his mouth, not daring to say a word.