Meeting an Old Acquaintance Again

He was an old man, but an extremely robust and imposing one, who had already fainted.

His hair and beard were all white, but he was tall and had a strong frame. His muscles were weak, and it was clear that he must have been strong and powerful in the past, with boundless strength in his Qi and Blood. But now he was weak and looked listless.

Moreover, the old man wasn't caught in the anchor; it seemed... he swam over on his own, grabbed the hook tightly, then lost consciousness and was fished up by Li Qi.

It's just a bit strange.

"Hmm... he looks kind of familiar." Li Qi thought to himself as he prepared to drag the other person onto the small boat.

He cast a Water Control Spell, and the sea below began to flow, surging upwards and transforming into a giant, transparent hand made of seawater, attempting to lift the old man up.

However, upon mentioning it, Li Qi let out a surprised exclamation. "Huh?"

Good heavens, I can't activate the Water Control Spell.

The Technique Method was completely deflected by the opponent's skin, like trying to catch a slippery gel ball in water, making it impossible to apply any force.

A martial artist, especially one of high rank, can be immune to all attacks with just their own Qi and Blood. Their Martial Dao Inner Qi flows like mercury, making them impervious to all attacks and preventing Technique Method Divine Ability from getting close.

If a martial artist can achieve this level of skill even while unconscious, what would happen if he unleashed his full power? His inner energy would fill a hundred feet around him, his Qi and Blood would surge like smoke, and his Martial Way Divine Intent would float in the air. I'm afraid all the Technique Method that come into contact with him would be suppressed.

"This really is a big fish, but... it looks really familiar. Old Master Shen Yijun? It shouldn't be him. The appearance is different, although the temperament is somewhat similar, but the old man's body has the blood of a true dragon." Li Qi muttered to himself.

Shen Yijun's human body is a microcosm blessed by multiple true dragons. This guy leads a dragon-slaying squad to chop up true dragons every day and then stuff the parts of the true dragons into his body.

The withered old man in front of me, although his body was flowing with divine blood, should have the bloodline of a celestial Orthodox God, but he did not have dragon blood, and was far inferior to the old man.

Thinking about all this, Li Qi stopped using Technique Method lift the other person and instead went into the water himself, using physical means to carry him onto the boat.

Sure enough, Technique Method couldn't handle, physical methods easily solved.

After lifting the old man onto the boat, Li Qi touched the man's neck.

His heart pulse was strong, even stronger than that of the lively Li Qi.

Damn it, he really is a martial artist. Even though he was seriously injured and unconscious, his vitality was still much stronger than that of Li Qi, the Shaman.

However, this also proves that the other party was not actually in mortal danger. He must have seen his own fishhook before he lost consciousness and rushed over to grab it.

Hmm... then let's wait for him to wake up.

However, one should always be wary of others. If the other party is not a good person, saving him might lead to being bitten in return. At such close range, if a martial artist were to launch an attack, it could be fatal.

Therefore, Li Qi the Divine Golden Lock to bind the other party tightly, and then used silver needles to pierce the other party's body to obstruct the flow of Qi and Blood.

This won't disable the opponent's fighting ability, and it won't even have much of a restrictive effect. However, if the opponent is malicious and wants to make a move, you must first force back the silver needles and break free of the golden lock before you can make a move.

In that time, Li Qi would have already retreated three hundred miles away, and then he would have a way to run or fight if he wanted to.

After doing all this, Li Qi placed the unconscious old man at the stern of the boat and continued fishing.

Hopefully, next time I'll catch a fish.

Filled with the calm and peaceful mindset of a middle-aged man, Li Qi continued to cast the lever downwards.

This fishing trip lasted for sixty-five days.

A full sixty-five days.

What a bumper harvest!

Li Qi's fishing gear set also included a fish basket filled with water from the East Sea, which was about 700 li deep and 3,000 li in circumference—a vast ocean in the mortal world.

The fish you catch can be put in, and they have a hard time escaping, which is one of the reasons why seventh-grade fishing gear is valuable.

Among the catch from the sixty-five days of fishing was a genuine Grade Seven fish, eight hundred miles long, with a mane-like back. It was Savage Beast formed from the Daoist essence of the East Sea. It was edible, but not tasty. However, if one was willing to refine it, removing the Savage Beast's shell would yield a Daoist essence representing the waves of the East Sea, which would be very useful for younger generations.

There were also seven or eight large fish of the eighth rank, most of which were Savage Beast or some unintelligent Demon Race. Li Qi roasted one of them and put the rest in the fish basket.

That delicious dish had been eaten for over forty days and Li Qi was already getting tired of it.

However, they also caught some dim-witted fools, all of them ninth-rank Demon Race, who thought they had encountered a fortuitous encounter and found a lost seventh-rank treasure. They rushed to take the bait, but Li Qi pulled them up, gave them a lecture, and then released them.

They're living in this world, but where in this world can they find any bargains to take advantage of?

In this world, there are no coincidences, and naturally, there can be no extraordinary encounters.

There are places beyond the realm, but besides fortuitous encounters, there are far more dangers.

Although the world is powerful, it is not particularly bloodthirsty. Apart from the struggles for the Dao, the powerful beings are generally peaceful. However, the internal strife in the outer worlds and the life-and-death struggles between those civilizations are the real dangers.

After disciplining the little monsters, Li Qi leisurely enjoyed his free time.

On the afternoon of the sixty-fifth day, Li Qi cast his line again and pulled up a clam that was tightly bound to the fishing line.

"Here we go again..." Li Qi sighed.

He gave the young, timid, and trembling clam girl another lesson, telling her that there is no such thing as a miraculous encounter in the world.

"Thank you so much, senior." The clam girl bowed quickly.

"Alright, go ahead. You can find your way back on your own, right?" Li Qi asked.

"Yes!" the clam maiden immediately bowed and answered.

Then Li Qi flicked his finger, sending the opponent flying into the sea, and prepared to cast the next rod.

However, at this moment, suddenly, the old man behind him began to disintegrate, and then Daoist energy began to surge outwards.

The purest Qi and Blood surged outwards, and a massive amount of Spiritual Qi suddenly poured into the surrounding seawater, causing a large number of ordinary fish and creatures to begin to Demonization.

This scene is just like...

Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill.

It's true, that old man now is really like a perfect tonic. His Qi and Blood are surging out, and anyone who comes to inhale it could probably easily enter the martial arts realm.

Li Qi's eyes widened. He could sense that the other person was approaching death, and at the same time, his Qi and Blood, spirit, and even his entire microcosm were collapsing.

If we seize this opportunity, we might just get another top-grade fifth-rank Law Treasure!

This is truly free!

Since the opponent is going to die anyway, if we act now to stop the opponent's collapse and seal and refine his body, we might be able to create another fifth-grade puppet or a fifth-grade zombie.

This thing is amazing!

Even Li Qi couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

However, perhaps by coincidence, or perhaps subconsciously, he glanced at his fishing rod.

There are no extraordinary encounters in the world.

With this in mind, Li Qi decisively abandoned his own idea and instead reached out to stop the opponent from collapsing.

It's still a life, let's try to save it.

He immediately stepped forward and placed his hands on the other person's internal organs.

Then, he lightly tapped his finger in the air, and several balls of divine fire ignited around him, as if incense and candles were arranged in a row. At the same time, he pointed his halberd and took steps in a circular motion.

Then, he dipped his finger in saliva and wrote talismans on the old man's body, writing five large characters on each of the five internal organs.

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys.

The five large characters emitted light, Li Qi lit them again, letting out a low shout, "Rise!"

Suddenly, I felt a surging sound of wind and waves, and the words I had written, those few words of my heart, began to slowly move.

As the characters moved, they even began to come alive!

Then, the heart begins to beat, the lungs begin to contract, the spleen gradually stores blood, bringing back the disintegrated Qi and Blood, the kidneys purify the internal environment and blood, and the liver swallows the invading external pathogens.

Using words to represent filth, temporarily suspending the other person's life, is also a form of witchcraft.

In ancient times, High Antiquity would write words on paper and Shaman people eat it, thus keeping the person alive and allowing them to utter their last words.

The internal organs produced by this method cannot last long, but they don't need to last long either.

Holding his breath, Li Qi immediately began the next step.

Since the opponent is a martial artist, then things will be simpler.

He reached out and scooped up rows of seaweed from the sea. He then took out several medicinal herbs from his pocket, burned them all to ashes regardless of their purpose, and then took out a bean, planted it in the ashes, and wrapped it into a grayish pill, just like the junk made by those wandering witch doctors.

However, it is actually useful.

As the saying goes: With a hoe, one can begin to till the southern fields, sowing all kinds of grains, thus bringing life to the land.

After the farmer has cleared away the roots and stubble of the weeds and trees, he then uses a sharp hoe to thresh and plant the seeds. All the seeds grow well and contain life, and they become seeds.

"Letter" means "tolerance and possession", so it is changed to "han", which is similar to the word "han". A living person lives, so he makes a living. It is said that the seed contains vitality, so if you sow it, it will grow.

It captures the vitality of the seed, symbolizing sprouting.

Of course, this amount of anger is definitely not enough, but the other party is a martial artist. Martial artists have naturally strong Qi and Blood and qi. If activated, the other party might be able to come back to life on their own.

Of course, what if they don't survive...

Then he won't survive, what else can we do? We've done everything we can. Even if Li Qi spent heavenly materials and earthly treasures to try and save him, it wouldn't be worth it.

Let's do what we can; if we can save them, great; if not, so be it.

He stuffed the ash pill into the other person's mouth, then Li Qi stepped back and hid far away.

The first aid measures have been taken; the rest is up to fate.

After a while, the old man's Qi and Blood suddenly burst forth as if stimulated by something!

Qi and Blood manifest mysterious phenomena, shining brightly upon the Li Palace;

Amidst the billowing smoke and shadows, the old azure dragon is startled!

A surge of vital Qi and Blood erupted with each heartbeat, like a raging fire, rising from the ground, obscuring the sun and creating clouds. The intense Qi and Blood boiled over a radius of two hundred miles.

"Wow, such a big commotion, he should be able to survive, right?" Li Qi looked at him and knew that he had woken up and was probably trying to save himself.

Such a massive surge of Qi and Blood...

I reckon someone will be here soon.

Seeing that the Qi and Blood wave was about to engulf him, Li Qi retreated another five hundred miles.

Five hundred li was not enough; before long, another heat wave struck.

Just as Li Qi was about to retreat again, a bright light swept across the sky.

A Technique Method descended from the heavens, from within the Gale Layer.

Li Qi couldn't understand what the Technique Method was, but as soon as it landed, it was like a spring rain, instantly calming the turbulent Qi and Blood and blood around him.

The boiling sea cooled down, the damage was suppressed, and even the old man's body was suppressed, with all his Qi and Blood blocked inside his body.

Fortunately, Li Qi's calligraphy provided the double dose of energy, preventing the Qi and Blood from going to waste. However, Li Qi's calligraphy was also starting to operate beyond its capacity, looking like it was about to explode.

But Li Qi ignored all that and looked up at the sky.

The Heavenly Patrol Officer.

This was the first time he had ever seen Heavenly Patrol Officer.

The other party didn't even linger; after dealing with the situation, they left immediately, Li Qi never saw their true face from beginning to end.

It's quite mysterious.

Just as Li Qi looked up at the sky, the five large characters written on the old man's body suddenly burst open.

But at the same time, he took a deep breath and suddenly sat up on the boat.

Li Qi also began to speed up, rushing towards the ship.

A moment later, Li Qi gracefully landed at the bow of the boat and looked at the old man.

Li Qi's pupils constricted.

The Technique Method cast by the Heavenly Patrol Officer from afar imprinted itself on the old man's body like a tattoo, and the explosion just now originated from this.

The Heavenly Patrol Officer didn't say a word, just passed by and casually struck, knocking down the old man's cultivation level by one grade!

Even Li Qi could see that the old man's Martial Dao Inner Qi was extremely weak, having dropped from the Subordinate Fifth Rank to the sixth rank.

However, it was a blessing in disguise, as it actually saved him. The chaotic internal energy was almost completely destroyed after the drop in quality, eventually bursting Li Qi's internal organs and finally calming down, allowing the old man to successfully wake up.

I don't know if that Heavenly Patrol Officer did it on purpose or by coincidence, but... judging from his arrogant attitude, it's probably a coincidence.

But for a fifth-rank cultivator to have their cultivation level reduced by one rank so easily is truly...

Going from the fifth to the sixth rank is said to be a drop of one rank, but in reality, it means cutting off more than 99% of one's cultivation... almost equivalent to having one's entire family's property confiscated.

"Senior, are you feeling better? Although I think you probably aren't feeling too well," Li Qi said as he stepped forward.

But then he saw the old man stand up, cough twice, look at Li Qi, and call out his name: "Li Qi?"

"Huh?" Li Qi asked in surprise, "You know me?"

The old man sat down and calmed his breathing. He said, "I taught you how to fish, do you remember? It's really... karma. I taught you how to fish, but I never thought that one day you would actually catch me."

"Shen Yijun? No, you're completely different from that old man back then." Li Qi frowned.

The old man spat. "Of course it's different. The accumulated true dragon energy and the embedded true dragon inner world have been completely drained away, the divine blood in his body has been refined, and now his cultivation level has been reduced by one grade. It would be a miracle if this were still the case."

Upon hearing this, Li Qi's expression became somewhat subtle.

It seems that since they parted ways in the underworld, the other person has been having a pretty miserable time.

It seems the dragon slayer was killed by the dragon.