Wang Daoyuan returned to the cave of Danfu Pavilion, carefully observed Xuanyang Sword, shed blood to identify its master, and practiced a set of secular swordsmanship.
During the Qi training period, monks' spiritual consciousness and spiritual power are still very weak, and they cannot support using swords to kill enemies. Therefore, they are still like worldly figures, using weapons to chop each other.
Wang Daoyuan murmured: "Sure enough, I guessed right, there is something fishy about the Xuanyang Sword. It is a first-level high-grade magical weapon that failed. It was refined after the failure. No wonder the refining technique is so stable that it can achieve high-grade magic.
The material of the weapon is used to refine a medium-grade magical weapon, and the price is so reasonable. If you don't know the owner, you really can't find it.
However, I am not at a disadvantage. Even if it is a failed product, it is just the runes on the sword that are prone to problems. It is still stronger than ordinary mid-level magic weapons.
What's more, I also met a weapon refining master who can refine first-level high-grade magic weapons under the age of twenty. He is either a talent for refining weapons, or he has a great background, sufficient materials for refining, and guidance from famous teachers.
No matter what the situation is, it is a good thing to get to know a weapon refiner with great potential. If you can use this to establish a relationship with the Shenbing Pavilion..."
However, this is also wishful thinking. The Shenbing Pavilion is a big force, with shops in various large cities in the Beiyuan Immortal Realm. It is famous for its weapon refining, and its strength is not comparable to that of the three major sects of the Zhao Kingdom.
The Wang family also has business dealings with the Shenbing Pavilion. The Wang family sells some low-level weapon refining materials to the Shenbing Pavilion, and also buys some magic weapons from the Shenbing Pavilion. However, it is limited to business. The Shenbing Pavilion does not interfere with other forces, and it does not look down upon the Wang family.
This strength.
After that, Wang Daoyuan lived a leisurely life. He meditated every night, improved his cultivation and practiced the "Soul Forging Technique", and practiced swordplay for an hour during the day.
The body of a qi-training monk is not strong enough. Except when he is about to break through, practicing for too long can easily damage his meridians. Therefore, Wang Daoyuan spends most of his time idle during the day.
There is nothing to take care of the various elixirs in the spirit bead space, except for the spirit grains that are harvested once every nine days.
Red blood ginseng takes at least ten years to harvest. Half-year-old yellow cloud grass can make a first-order low-grade talisman. Three-year-old yellow cloud grass can make a first-order mid-grade talisman. Ten-year-old yellow cloud grass can make a first-order high-grade talisman.
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His level of making talismans is close to the first-grade high-grade talisman. The low-grade and middle-grade talisman papers of the first-grade are no longer of much interest to him. The yellow cloud grass in the space is reserved for making the first-grade high-grade talisman paper.
Even if the time flow rate in the spirit bead space is ten times faster, the red blood ginseng and yellow cloud grass have not yet reached the harvest time, and other elixirs will need more years to be useful.
On the tenth day after completing the task of making talismans, Wang Daoyuan was bored and could only find something to do. There was a clear stream in the backyard of the cave, which was perfect for fishing.
He took out the fishing rod that had been with him for many years from his storage bag and went fishing in the clear stream behind the cave.
Wang Daoyuan was a foodie in his past and present lives. Ever since he entered Yuquan Peak, he made a fishing rod and fished in Yulong River to eat meat for himself. Later, in order to break through to the middle stage of Qi training, he spent a lot of time meditating and practicing.
It's been a long time since I've fished.
The monks walking on the water looked at him as if they were exotic animals. The monks were busy all day long, either risking their lives to earn resources or practicing in seclusion.
Except for high-level monks who encounter bottlenecks and need to temper their mental state, there is no one who has nothing to do with fishing, and fishing is still in a busy river section. How free is it?
Wang Daoyuan really had nothing to do. He had never been so idle in the thirty years in his previous life and the sixteen years in this life. In addition, he had been eating Linggu all the time and had no other tricks. He just happened to be able to catch a few fish for a taste.
The fish at the mouth of the Sancha River are quite silly. A group of fish are rushing to eat the bait made by Linggu. Sprinkling a handful of Linggu into the water actually attracts a large group of fish.
He is just a stuffed man who doesn’t know how hungry he is. Most monks cannot eat a meal of spiritual grain for several days. There are not many monks in his family who eat spiritual grain like him all day long, let alone those in the river.
of fish.
In addition, this is also due to the Lingzhu Space. The spiritual objects produced in the Lingzhu Space are very attractive to spiritual beasts.
In addition, the fish in the river have never been seen in the world, but in just over an hour, we caught a dozen fish. Fortunately, the fish basket was big enough, otherwise they would not be able to hold it.
These are ordinary fish. They have lived in a place with strong spiritual energy for a long time, and have gained some spirituality. They can be called "pseudo-spiritual fish", which is equivalent to the cultivation of human beings in the realm of opening pulses.
Although it is not considered a spiritual fish, monks eating this kind of pseudo-spiritual fish are not like eating ordinary people's food, which causes the accumulation of impurities in the body, which is detrimental to their practice.
Secondly, the pseudo-spiritual fish tastes very good. For Wang Daoyuan, a foodie, this is the most important thing.
He was about to put away his pole and go back to stew fish soup when suddenly the buoy in the water shook violently. He quickly lifted the pole without even lifting it.
This pair of fishing gear was made by himself when he was greedy in the mountains and wanted to fish for tooth festivals. It was OK for catching small fish, but unreliable for catching big fish.
The fish struggled wildly in the water, stirring up large splashes of water. Sometimes its tail was exposed and slapped the water violently. With such a loud movement, the fish would definitely not be smaller. He did not dare to forcefully close the rod for fear of breaking the rod, so he had to
Slowly slide the fish.
The fish that was hooked was so energetic that Wang Daoyuan felt his hands and feet were aching, but the fish was still swimming vigorously.
After struggling for more than half an hour, dozens of monks were on the boat, watching on the shore, and a few were booing and mocking. Watching together was not a specialty of the Chinese nation in the previous life, and a group of immortal cultivators also behaved this way.
Having said that, if there weren't people watching, Wang Daoyuan would have given up long ago. It would be a shame if he couldn't catch the fish in such a big battle.
Another half an hour passed, and there were already more than a hundred monks watching. The fish finally got tired and was pulled out of the water by Wang Daoyuan.
As soon as the fish came out of the water, the onlookers were amazed.
I saw that this fish was quite beautiful: its head resembled a carp, and its body was more slender than that of a carp. It was more than two feet long, its body was blood red, its scales were large, but they were tightly arranged and stacked on top of each other, like armor.
The long whiskers are three inches long, the fins are like ribbons, and the tail fin is more than half a foot long.
Wang Daoyuan thought about it for a long time, but he had no impression of this kind of fish. On Yuquan Peak, he was familiar with the family's collection of books. He knew about common elixirs and spiritual beasts, but he had never seen this kind of fish in the book.
At this time, an elderly monk with white beard and hair thought for a while and exclaimed in surprise: "Could this be the Qingjiang carp that has been extinct for more than two hundred years?"
Upon hearing this, a few monks looked surprised, while most of the monks looked confused.
The old monk's words attracted many monks nearby, of course most of them were old monks, and Wang Zhide was among them.
Many young monks are asking people around them what Qingjiang carp is, and Wang Daoyuan doesn't know why.
Wang Zhide understood what happened through the conversations with other monks, and turned back to the backyard of Yuquan Grocery Store. After a while, he came over with another fishing rod, handed it to Wang Daoyuan, and said, "That fishing rod of yours is useless."
,use this."
Wang Daoyuan put the Qingjiang carp into the fish basket, took the fishing rod from his uncle Jiu, hung it on Linggu, and continued fishing.
After listening to the conversations of some older monks, he also gained some understanding of Qingjiang Carp.
Qingjiang carp is a specialty of Qinglijiang River and can only be found in the upper reaches of the main stream of Qinglijiang River and a few tributaries such as Qingxi River.
Qinglijiang River has two major specialties: Qingjiang carp in the upper reaches and glazed sand in the middle and lower reaches. Qinglijiang gets its name from these two specialties.
When the Zhao State was still the head of the royal family, it strictly controlled the mining of glazed sand and the fishing of Qingjiang carp, and the output of these two specialties was very stable. After the three major sects took over, there was no restraint, resulting in very little glazed sand output, and the Qingjiang carp was even more
It became extinct more than two hundred years ago.