Weapons in the world of cultivating immortals are divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, spiritual treasures, and heavenly spiritual treasures.
Guo Huai, who was still in the Qi refining stage, knew in his heart that this was just a child carrying a heavy treasure through the busy city, and anyone could come and rob him.
Therefore, you must not take out the sword unless you have to. Otherwise, if others see it, he will be guilty of harboring a sword without any guilt.
Guo Huai continued to practice various spells, and he also kept thinking over and over again. Soon he understood the purpose of kneading and chanting the incantation.
They are to assist immortal cultivators, because of their insufficient cultivation and weak sense of heaven and earth, to help them successfully cast spells.
After understanding the principle, and after repeated practice, Guo Huai was slowly able to cast spells instantly.
Guo Huai walked to the fishing gear shop in a relaxed mood. When Zheng Qingshan saw Guo Huai who had not returned home all night, he expressed concern: "I thought you were killed yesterday for stealing goods!"·
Although he didn't know how true Zheng Qingshan's words were, Guo Huai still said happily: "I met the senior who was in the foundation building stage yesterday, and he left me to chat for a few words."
Zheng Qingshan and the owner of the fishing gear shop looked at each other and smiled, and said: "If you can have such a senior in the foundation building stage to take care of you, your path to immortality will be clear."
Guo Huai smiled vaguely and said: "It's all fate. The senior saw that I had some similarities with the children of his family, so we got along well."
Zheng Qingshan asked: "Brother Guo, what spiritual roots do you have?"
"Xilingen, majoring in water-based exercises." Guo Huai replied cheerfully.
Zheng Qingshan touched his hair and sighed: "I am also a Xilinggen. If I could be a Sanlinggen, I would not be ostracized and come to Silver Fish Island to make a living!"
Guo Huai advised: "The spiritual roots are destined by heaven, there is no need to sigh."
Zheng Qingshan handed Guo Huai the fishing gear and bait that Guo Huai rented yesterday, looked at the storage bag on his waist and said, "It's so convenient to have a storage bag. You should have bought one a long time ago."
Guo Huai put the fishing gear and bait into the storage bag and said, "Yes, the main reason is that there were not enough spiritual stones at the beginning."
"Then you will go out to sea with me to catch whitebait tomorrow. One whitebait can be exchanged for five spiritual stones. I know that there are a lot of whitebait in one place. We will definitely make a lot of money this time!" Zheng Qingshan vowed. road.
The owner of the fishing gear shop scolded him mercilessly: "You said the same thing last time. In the end, not only did you fail to catch the whitebait, but you also lost 50 spiritual stones to Fan Xian! That's all your belongings."
Zheng Qingshan was so angry when he thought of Fan Xian that Fan Xian practiced Qi at the seventh level, relying on the fact that he was related to a steward of Silver Fish Island. He always bullied others and tried to bully other monks who were fishing for Silver Fish. Who would find out about everything? If the fishing ground is good, this guy will join in to steal the other party's territory.
The other party should also go there tomorrow. Zheng Qingshan decided to catch more whitebait to kill the other party's momentum. He discovered a new fishing spot last time.
Guo Huai and Zheng Qingshan made an appointment to meet at the dock early tomorrow morning, and Guo Huai went back to the inn. After one night, Guo Huai broke through to the sixth level of Qi Refining.
After Guo Huai and Zheng Qingshan gathered at the pier, they boarded the boat without spending a penny. The boat automatically moved without sails or wind.
Guo Huai asked puzzledly, and Zheng Qingshan explained that the ship was equipped with a formation, and it could set sail after stuffing it with spiritual stones. As for why you don't collect spiritual stones by boat, that's because the whitebait you catch can only be sold to Zheng's Xihai Trading Company.
There were hundreds of monks on board the ship. After traveling for three days, they finally arrived at the predetermined sea area. There was a desert island more than ten miles in size. There were many rocky reefs around the desert island.
The ship anchored near the desert island, and the monks got off the ship one after another, some flying and some running. Everyone quickly scattered around the island to catch whitebait.
Zheng Qingshan pulled Guo Huai and pinched his fingers, flew into the air, and said to Guo Huai while flying: "We have to go faster, otherwise the good place will be taken over by them!"
Zheng Qingshan took Guo Huai to a rocky reef. He took out his fishing gear and prepared to catch whitebait. He first made a nest, then put on the bait and swung the rod, all in one move with skillful movements.
Guo Huai followed him and followed suit, his movements obviously a little unfamiliar.
Zheng Qingshan held the fishing rod and explained the essentials of movements and other fishing techniques to Guo Huai. Guo Huai was originally busy practicing and had never fished before, so he really couldn't appreciate the fun of fishing.
For three days in a row, Guo Huai didn't catch a single whitebait, and Zheng Qingshan also caught nothing. He held his forehead and muttered: "It shouldn't be? I clearly saw a lot of fish here!"
Guo Huai let go of his spiritual consciousness and swept into the water. His spiritual consciousness was very powerful, and the range it could scan was also very wide. There was indeed a group of three-foot-long whitebait in the water, but these whitebait were very smart and only ate what they had beaten. , do not eat bait.
Guo Huai later observed the eating habits of whitebait in the sea for several days. He found that groups of whitebait like to stop quietly in places with sufficient aura in the sea.
Could it be that Silver Fish also likes spiritual energy? He suddenly felt that this was nonsense!
There is no one in the universe who doesn't like spiritual energy. He tried to deliver spiritual energy to the bait, and sure enough, soon there were whitebaits that swallowed the bait.
Hooked!
Guo Huai swung it hard, and a three-foot-large whitebait was thrown ashore. The whitebait kept struggling and beating, looking very energetic.
Zheng Qingshan, who was next to him, also jumped up excitedly and said with joy, "The market is open, the market is open, it's a good sign."
Zheng Qingshan quickly opened the belly of the fish, took out a thumb-sized stone, and said happily to Guo Huai: "This is the true stone, one is worth five spiritual stones."
Since Guo Huai opened the market, Zheng Qingshan felt that he had benefited from Guo Huai's good luck, and he also caught several fish one after another.
Little did he know that it was because Guo Huai conveyed a lot of spiritual energy underwater, and all the silverfish gathered here, and occasionally fish would bite his hook.
"Hey, yo, Zheng Qingshan, you've opened the market! I actually caught several whitebait!"
An arrogant voice said in the distance.
Zheng Qingshan frowned and said displeasedly: "Fan Xian, I meet you, a libertine, wherever I go! It really affects my mood when fishing for whitebait."
Fan Xian was followed by several younger brothers. He walked over without being angry and said with a smile: "I thought you lost so miserably last time and went home to cry to your father. I didn't expect you to dare to return."
Zheng Qingshan scolded: "Your father is so lucky this time, he just wants to win you and ruin everything!"
Fan Xian said proudly to the younger brother beside him: "You see, this Zheng Qingshan is a stubborn ass. He has lost even one spiritual stone, yet he still dares to bet with me."
Zheng Qingshan was successfully angered by Fan Xian and said: "Who said I don't have a spirit stone! I'll bet you with my Changhong Sword!"
Fan Xian's lips flashed with excitement as he said, "But that middle-grade magic weapon your father gave you? This is a middle-grade magic weapon worth eight hundred spirit stones! Are you really willing to gamble with it?"
Guo Huai frowned. He didn't expect Zheng Qingshan to be a gambler. Guo Huai was already thinking about leaving him. He didn't like gamblers.
"Do you dare to bet? If you don't dare to bet, go back and find your mother to nurse!" Zheng Qingshan kept stimulating the other party and said Gonghuo.
At this time, more and more people gathered to watch their quarrel. Fan Xian was also a little angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will bet you eight hundred spirit stones."
