"Fellow Daoist Shi, Mr. Lu bought a set of relatively ordinary fishing gear from the fish shop owner."
He chose a suitable fishing spot twenty or thirty feet away from the middle-aged monk and took out the ink jade spiritual rod, ice silk and other items.
"The black jade spiritual pole and fourth-grade fishing gear are quite good for new monks who have entered the ranks of fishing treasures."
Shi Zichen commented simply.
"Hope it brings me good luck."
Lu Xuan smiled, carefully wrapped the ice silk silk around the ink jade spiritual pole, hung the agarwood hook, grabbed a fist-sized bait from the box, and threw it accurately not far ahead.
The water flow in the location he chose was relatively gentle, and the bait quickly sank into the Qianbaozhen River.
"Make a nest first."
Thinking in his mind, he hung a small ball of special bait on an agarwood hook and threw it into the real river.
Then, my mind fell on the area of agarwood hook.
As early as when the pagoda weapon spirit brought him here, Lu Xuan had been reminded that the special water in the Qianbao True River had strange effects on the physical body and soul, so he did not dare to probe into the true river with his spiritual consciousness.
The fishing time flies by very quickly, and an hour passes in the blink of an eye.
Lu Xuan and Shi Zichen occupied a position alone, quietly sensing the changes in the fishing line and float.
"Fellow Taoist Shi, Mr. Lu is confused about something, please give me some advice."
Lu Xuan sent a message to Shi Zichen who was not far away.
"Friend Lu, please speak."
Shi Zichen didn't squint his eyes and conveyed the message.
"The spiritual fish, water beasts or other beings that can live in such a strange place as the Qianbaozhen River are of a relatively high level."
"It stands to reason that your intelligence is not low, so how could you be caught by some special bait?"
"Friend Lu Dao, you don't know that the spiritual intelligence of the creatures in Zhenhe is quite simple."
"They have lived in the Qianbaozhen River for generations, and their bodies have long been integrated with the river water. Their minds and bodies have been washed away by the river water for a long time. It can be said that only the most basic instincts are left, so they will not easily detect the trap behind the bait.
"
The middle-aged monk sent a message to Lu Xuan.
"I see."
Lu Xuan nodded lightly.
"Therefore, Fellow Daoist Lu, remember not to enter the Zhen River, lest you lose your soul, your body will assimilate, and you will become a walking zombie."
"I have been fishing in the Qianbaozhen River for more than a hundred years, and I have seen more than once the scene of a monk's corpse being caught."
Shi Zichen said.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Shi, for reminding me. Lu will definitely pay attention again and again."
Lu Xuan said quickly.
The two briefly exchanged a few words, and each was like a fossil, motionless, immersed in fishing for treasures.
Unconsciously, three days passed and Lu Xuan still got nothing.
He lifted the black jade spiritual rod, but there was no change in the bait on the agarwood hook.
"Friend Lu Dao, don't be impatient. Fishing for treasures in the Qianbaozhen River is more difficult than fishing in the world. It requires a lot of patience."
“It is common for months or even years to go months or even years without a fish or aquatic animal biting the hook.”
"Haha, Lu doesn't have much else, but his patience is enough."
Lu Xuan smiled and said via voice transmission.
"To be honest with fellow Taoist Shi, Lu is a spiritual plant master. It usually takes decades to cultivate a high-level spiritual plant to maturity. Compared with this, the time spent fishing for treasures is nothing."
He explained to Shi Zichen.
Shi Zichen nodded, his mind returned to the Wu Yao Spiritual Pole in his hand, and he no longer paid attention to Lu Xuan.
"Um?"
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Lu Xuan's mind.
[Dark fish, a fourth-grade spiritual fish, has simple intelligence and contains pure yin energy in its body. It absorbs the natural treasures of yin and water. After processing, the meat is extremely delicious. After taking it, it can resolve yang poison and fire poison, and improve
The speed of practicing Yin attribute skills.]
"Finally got my bait."
Lu Xuan felt happy.
"The fourth-grade spiritual fish is not bad. The problem is that after eating my bait, why can't the fishing line and hook detect any changes?"
He thought secretly in his heart.
"Maybe I just ate a little bit of the bait used to make a nest, or maybe I didn't swallow the fishhook."
His mind had been focused on the area of water, and that thought never appeared in his mind again.
"Adjust the bait."
He gently swung the black jade rod, and the fishing rod, which was more than ten feet long and weighed a thousand kilograms, suddenly rose high.
Lu Xuan collected the agarwood hook and took out the wooden box containing the bait.
"I like the yin, water, heavenly and earthly treasures... add some other ingredients and try it."
He took out two ice fireflies from the storage bag and crushed them into pieces. The azure grass clippings were mixed with the fishing bait, exuding a slightly cold smell.
Then, he added a drop of fifth-grade spiritual liquid Mo Yin Spring into the bait. Mo Yin Spring contained extremely pure and rich Yin Qi.
Taking a two-pronged approach, he didn't believe that the dark fish could resist such temptation.
Lu Xuan thought confidently.
The black jade spiritual rod was swung hard, and the agarwood hook quickly sank into the surging Qianbaozhen River.
After waiting for a moment, a familiar thought came to my mind.
"Here you go, eat as much as you can!"
Lu Xuan suddenly became extremely vigilant, feeling every slight change in the fishing rod in his hand.
The dark fish in the depths of the Zhen River had never tasted such delicious bait. Simple Lingzhi had no idea that there might be dangers lurking in it, so he went crazy and devoured the bait specially prepared by Lu Xuan.
In the air, ice silk suddenly sank.
Lu Xuan was already prepared and lifted it up with all his strength.
There were huge waves in the water below, and a giant black fish appeared and disappeared.
"Did you catch a treasure?"
Shi Zichen, who was not far away, was attracted by the movement on Lu Xuan's side. He used magic to fix the Wu Yao Spiritual Rod on the river bank. In a flash, he came to Lu Xuan's side.
"It seems to be a dark fish, a fourth-grade spiritual fish. Fellow Daoist Lu is very lucky."
He has been fishing in the Qianbaozhen River for more than a hundred years and has caught a lot of fish. He has rich experience and can recognize the origin of the giant fish at a glance.
Lu Xuan didn't bother to answer him, his arm turned into crystal jade, and he pulled the black jade spiritual pole into a bow shape.
When he noticed that the giant black fish had relaxed, Lu Xuan swung it violently, and the agarwood hook tightly hooked the giant fish and pulled it ashore.
"As expected, it's an Anhui fish."
A trace of envy flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes.
For a fisherman, the biggest pain is when two people choose a fishing spot, one catches a lot of fish and the other catches nothing.
If you are not afraid of your own air force, you are afraid that others will keep catching fish.
He had somewhat of this mentality at the moment.
He had been guarding this fishing spot for more than a month. Not to mention successfully fishing for treasures, he didn't even have a chance to detect the spiritual fish and aquatic animals taking the bait. This made him envious.
"Hehe, just luck, I caught a giant fish out of nowhere."
Lu Xuan said with a smile.
He was able to succeed in one fell swoop because he relied entirely on his special ability to improve the bait in a targeted manner to increase the probability of catching the dark fish.
