The cultivation in the Blue Sky Sword Sea is dull.
Fortunately, Chen Xia is used to the dullness, and he also has a colleague to chat with.
His colleague is an octopus, who loves to play the flute, standing on six legs, which is really amazing.
Chen Xia and the octopus fish in the shallow sea within a range of a hundred miles. The process of fishing is ordinary, but the fish caught are extraordinary. It is said that they are swordfish from the Sword Sea, containing sword energy, which can be used by sword cultivators to comprehend the way of the sword.
Chen Xia doesn't care about that. He only knows to eat when he catches them. He doesn't feel the sword energy, but the meat is delicious.
Often at this time, his octopus colleague would look at him with strange eyes, with a slight corner of his mouth open, wanting to say something, but then stopping abruptly.
Chen Xia noticed this carefully, handed over the fish meat in his hand, and asked, "Would you like to try some?"
He is really polite.
The octopus tugged at his clothes and shook his head slightly, "No, it's not suitable for me to eat these."
Chen Xia didn't say more, looked at the octopus, and then asked a question in his heart.
"What are we fishing for here?"
The octopus lifted the flute on his waist, his eyes deep, "It's for forging swords."
Chen Xia was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"
A shark with a length of a thousand zhang appeared in the distant sea, and just by swimming, it set off surging waves.
The octopus moved all six legs, pulled out the flute from his waist, and walked towards the thousand-zhang shark, replying at the same time.
"This place is the Sword Sea, where countless sword intentions surge in the Sword Sea, and swimming fish are the images of sword energy."
"Fishing is suppressing swords, the bigger the fish, the stronger the suppression, the stronger the sword intent!"
He didn't look back, completely pulled out the flute, and walked towards the shark.
Chen Xia anxiously advised, "Then you can't run to sing to the shark!"
The octopus confidently replied with one sentence.
"This is not a musical instrument..."
"It's my sword!"
The flute was pulled out, the waves were parted, there were no obstacles in front of him, stepping into the Sword Sea, intending to cut the thousand-zhang shark with a sword!
The last roar from the octopus came.
"If I don't become a sword today, I will be a man!"
Thirty breaths later.
The octopus successfully died in the fish's belly.
The sea surface calmed down, with sparkling waves.
Chen Xia looked at the thousand-zhang shark that took the octopus away and couldn't help but sigh for this colleague who had been together for many days.
It was really brave, I cried to death.
The dedication of the octopus also made Chen Xia understand one thing, do not leave the shallow water area, it is best to stay in place.
So he stayed in the water for thirty years.
All day long in the water, eating some small fish and shrimp from time to time, and never seeing anyone else.
In addition to being dull, this life is dull.
Chen Xia endured it and even gradually adapted.
Until the first hundred years.
The angler finally came, looking at Chen Xia in surprise, frowning and asking, "You haven't moved at all?"
"There is no need," Chen Xia replied.
"It's been a hundred years, can't you go up by yourself?" The angler pointed to the huge sword lying across the sky and asked.
"There is no need," Chen Xia replied.
The angler raised his eyebrows, his tone a bit urgent, "You have to go up and participate in the entrance selection, you were brought in by me, if you don't get a ranking, how can I ask the leader for things?"
"There is no need," Chen Xia replied.
The angler was puzzled, his figure flickered, and he approached Chen Xia, asking, "Are you a repeating machine?"
Chen Xia sighed, half covering his face with his hand, shaking his head and saying, "Cultivation is not just about fighting and killing, I think I should be given tens of thousands of years to prepare."
"Tens of thousands of years?" The angler frowned, "Are you preparing to send me off?"
He spoke indignantly and asked Chen Xia, "There are so many beings in the myriad worlds, if you don't fight or rob, what do you rely on to reach the top, what do you rely on to rise?"
"Endure," Chen Xia replied sincerely, "As long as I endure all of you to death, I can be invincible."
The angler curled his lips, speechless, "Then you don't need to cultivate these techniques, go learn the turtle method, this thing can endure."
Chen Xia didn't agree with this point, after all, the "Giant Turtle Breathing Technique" he was learning was a short-life technique.
The angler looked at him helplessly, pondered for a moment, and said, "You must go to the entrance selection in five hundred years, otherwise you will be exiled to the deep water area of the Sword Sea."
"Okay." Chen Xia nodded instantly, his expression serious, "I have decided to participate in the entrance selection in five hundred years."
Attitude is not absolute, it can be changed.
The angler nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Chen Xia, and asked again.
"How far have you condensed your sword intent? I, the Blue Sky Sword Sea, am a school of sword practice, led by sword cultivators, you had better practice sword."
"No need." Chen Xia shook his head, looked at the angler, and said sincerely, "Just let me endure for tens of thousands of years."
"Sigh." The angler sighed helplessly and said.
"You don't understand, the ancient great emperors and sovereigns, never came out by enduring, they all stepped out step by step, fighting by themselves, without talent, and not fighting or robbing, they can't reach the peak in a lifetime!"
Chen Xia looked at the serious angler, changed his hand from covering his face to touching the tip of his nose, and after brewing, replied.
"Maybe it's just that they haven't endured long enough?"
"You kid." The angler shook his head, and didn't want to persuade anymore, let Chen Xia go, he stretched out his hand to pull, and the sky and earth revolved.
Chen Xia looked down, and under his feet was a huge sword blade.
He is above the blue sky.
"The characters in this entrance selection include many ancient species, even mythological species, including two great emperor seedlings. If you want to get a good ranking, you have to work hard to cultivate."
The angler replied.
"No." Chen Xia shook his head, "I don't want to."
It's the angler who wants a good ranking.
The two began to look at each other with big eyes, and the angler said in an unkind tone, "Give you a chance to speak again."
"Well." Chen Xia nodded, "I really want to."
Attitude can be changed at any time.
"That's right." The angler nodded, put his hands behind his back, and said, "And the best way to practice is to descend into the myriad worlds."
"The time in the myriad worlds is not equal, the smaller the interface, the faster the time passes. The time flow rate of our Great Universe is only 80% of the immortal world."
"In some small interfaces, it can even reach a ratio of 1:100. One day in the Great Universe, a hundred days in the small interface."
Chen Xia's eyes lit up, as if he had opened the door to a new world.
Is there such a good thing?
The angler saw his joy, shook his head, and poured cold water.
"Although that's what I said, almost no one is willing to descend into small interfaces because their luck and opportunities are too limited and have been divided up by the locals long ago."
"If you go to an outside world, not only is your strength suppressed, but you may also be killed by the locals, which is not uncommon."
"The risk and return are completely disproportionate, so I recommend you to go to a medium interface, at least the opportunity is enough."
"No, I want to go to a small interface." Chen Xia shook his head, his eyes firm, and said.
"Opportunity is not important, I mainly like to take risks."
The angler was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he shook his head and said.
"You are really a strange person."