Chapter 419: Invisible Fish, 4 Taoists
Chapter 419: Invisible Fish, Four Taoists
It turned out to be the case.
The more attempts you make to leave here, the more difficult it becomes to achieve your goal.
Only by doing the opposite and calming down can you find the opportunity to leave here.
Li Shi completely understood what Su Ming said.
Once someone explains this matter clearly, it becomes easy to understand.
However, it would be almost impossible to think of it if no one pointed out the key.
Because the clues are too few and too difficult to detect.
It is too difficult to guess the existence of black fish almost out of thin air.
There are too many possibilities that could lead to this phenomenon under the same appearance.
It could be "black fish" or something else.
If we just make assumptions, we can easily come up with dozens of possibilities.
The wrestler, the audience and the person with closed eyes all began to quiet down.
The darkness around became extremely quiet, with a dead silence.
Lux feels and observes carefully.
At first, he felt nothing. Apart from being extremely quiet, there was nothing special about it.
Yet, just in the process, keep going.
He began to realize that the darkness around him was like water.
It was as if I was in a liquid.
Once the liquid is felt, the "ripples" begin to appear.
Those are the traces left by the black fish swimming.
And as time goes by, the traces of their swimming become more and more obvious.
They roam and wander freely in the darkness, exuding a sense of freedom.
The strong man threw a punch and an invisible fish disappeared.
And he also withdrew from that state of calm.
Next, he tried to regain his composure.
After a while, I found that feeling again.
This time, after feeling the ripples, he swung his fist, drew a trajectory, and smashed three invisible fish with one punch.
As they continued to kill these black fish, the density of darkness around them also dissipated.
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Dragon Locking Tower, sixth floor.
The pen master sometimes stands with his hands on the rails.
Sometimes he waves his head and splashes ink to write, which is quite cool.
Four extraordinary players stood on the sidelines, acting as spectators.
On the surface, he looks expressionless, as if he is experiencing the state of a puppet.
In fact, he felt that every day was a year, for he was afraid that he would be noticed by the writer.
Now, if they try their best, they may be able to break free from the Pen Taoist's control.
Moreover, there is no risk of having one's spirit and reason destroyed, which is already the best possible situation under the current dire circumstances.
If you keep going, your chances of survival will be the greatest.
However, if the pen master noticed, then there would be no chance.
The other party will definitely fill this loophole, or even use more cruel means to directly destroy their spirits.
The feeling of walking on a tightrope with your life hanging by a thread is really torturous and painful.
Fortunately, the four of them are extraordinary players, the best among players, and their personalities are beyond ordinary people.
They all endured it and no one slacked off.
"Why would a person who always holds himself so high wait here?"
"Could it be that they have already killed all the blasphemers and are waiting for us here to catch up?"
A Taoist in a Taoist robe came up the stone steps. His head was a folded piece of paper. He was none other than the Paper Taoist.
He glanced at the four players and smiled, "Four new toys? They look pretty good. Where did you find them?"
"Yes, four. There are four of us too. Could it be that you brought us this as a gift?"
Hearing this, the four players were all nervous.
If he was really handed over to the other three Taoists by Taoist Bi, the other party might use some tricks on them again.
This time, he might really die.
If this happens, what should I do?
There doesn't seem to be any solution.
They couldn't handle just one pen master, let alone three others of the same level.
The pen master said calmly, "You wish. They are all my servants."
"I found it with great difficulty. How can you just take it away if you want to?"
The Paper Taoist laughed out loud, "Hahaha! That's fine!"
"A gentleman does not take away what others love. I will not do such a mean thing."
"Let's go. I believe that the strength of the two of us will be enough to deal with those blasphemers."
"Let's not wait for Taoist Mo and Taoist Yan."
The pen master shook his head: "That blasphemer has some tricks. They turned the seventh floor into a sea of fire."
"That flame restrains the three of us. If we force our way through, the losses will be too great. We can only pass through safely after Taoist Yan arrives."
The Paper Taoist looked at the Pen Taoist and asked, "What's going on? Has he really changed his nature?"
"You've never been this patient before."
The pen Taoist said calmly: "I have always been like this, I act quickly when I need to act quickly, and I act slowly when I need to act slowly."
"Since you know the other party is powerful, why do you still want to take the risk? It's totally unnecessary."
Another quarter of an hour later, Taoist Mo arrived.
He was also wearing a Taoist robe, and his head and body were made of sticky black ink.
The Ink Taoist, the Paper Taoist and the Pen Taoist said hello: "It's been a long time since we last met. When can we meet again to play mahjong?"
Bi Dao Ren: "Let's talk about it after we finish the work."
The three Taoists had a very pleasant conversation.
It was like three old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and after meeting each other, they caught up with each other's recent situation.
However, after three quarters of an hour, Taoist Yan still hadn't arrived.
The remaining three Taoists had already anticipated this situation.
It was not until four quarters of an hour later that a Taoist priest with a head as black as a brick arrived.
He said in a gruff voice, "Hoohoo! We're finally here!"
He is always the slowest and always arrives last.
The Paper Taoist said sarcastically: "You are always late! Can you reflect on yourself more? How can you make us wait so long every time?"
Taoist Yan was not annoyed. He just scratched the back of his head and said three words: "Get to work."
The Taoist priest is clearly the leader of the four Taoist priests.
He began to arrange what the four Taoists were to do: "The seventh floor is already a sea of fire, Taoist Yan, what you have to do is to protect us."
Taoist Yan nodded and said, "Okay."
After saying that, he led the four players up the stone stairs leading to the seventh floor.
The players watched the four Taoists getting along closely with each other.
My heart is getting colder and colder.
No, you guys are so strong, friendly and united, how can we play?
Even if those blasphemers have some means, they can deal with a pen master.
However, how could they cope with four powerful men at the level of Bi Daoists?
By then, I'm afraid it will be a crushing defeat.
In this situation, even if they break free from their restraints, they will not be able to take advantage of the chaos to cause trouble or escape, which is very difficult.
Could it be that after living for so long, I will eventually die here?
(End of this chapter)