Lu Xuan came to the dark fish and held it down with a palm. The giant fish couldn't move and lay obediently on the ground.

He sucked it into an ordinary spirit beast bag and hung it around his waist.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, this dark fish tastes so good. There is only one thing that needs attention. It must be handled carefully before cooking to wash away the true river breath in the body of the spirit fish. Otherwise, if you eat too much, it will have an adverse effect on the monks."

Shi Zichen looked upright and reminded him.

"Okay, Lu will pay attention."

Lu Xuan smiled.

He was so easily caught a fourth-grade spirit fish, which made him feel happy at this moment.

Shi Zichen returned to his Wu Yao spirit rod and grabbed the fifth-grade spirit rod in his hand, feeling unsatisfactory.

"No fish caught, no matter how good the equipment is, it will be empty."

He adjusted his mindset and continued to sit by the river bank and fished quietly.

But in less than two days, there was another movement on Lu Xuan.

Turning his head, he saw the handsome young man holding up the fishing rod in his hand, constantly pulling with a giant fish.

"It's another dark fish? Is it a dark fish nest that has hit the dark fish?"

Shi Zichen thought to himself.

Although the dark fish is only a fourth-grade fish and is not rare in Qianbao Zhenhe, it is still a high-level spirit fish at least.

For many monks who have stayed by the river to fish for treasures for a long time, catching a dark fish can be considered a great harvest.

It's better than finding nothing.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Lu was so proficient in fishing that he caught the second dark fish in a short time."

He came to Lu Xuan, with a hint of sourness in his tone.

"Fellow Daoist Shi has been awarded."

"Lu has heard of such a rumor. A monk who tried fishing for the first time would always catch various spirit fish inexplicably, which is called the protection period for novices."

"Maybe Lu is like this now."

A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face and took the second dark fish off the agarwood hook.

This second one looked much bigger than the first one. The dark spiritual light flowed on many scales and spewed out water arrows at Lu Xuan, revealing his fierceness.

“It’s possible.”

Shi Zichen nodded and could only use this reason to comfort himself.

He returned to the fishing spot where he was and moved some towards Lu Xuan without any trace.

As if he didn't see it, Lu Xuan continued to stay in his original position, seducing the dark fish deep in the True River with the special bait he made.

Perhaps because of the limited number of spiritual fish below, the third spiritual fish came later than the first two.

It was not until the tenth day after he started fishing that he caught the third dark fish.

"Three more!!"

Now, Shi Zichen couldn't sit still anymore, and came to Lu Xuan and sighed heavily.

"Maybe Lu has a fate with this dark fish, or the bait he bought from the fish shop owner happened to be loved by this spirit fish."

"Of course, the most likely thing is that there are quite a few dark fish in the location chosen by Lu, so that three can be easily obtained."

Lu Xuan pondered for a moment and said.

He was extremely obscure when preparing the bait before, and Shi Zichen focused all his attention on the fish float, and did not attract the other party's attention.

"Fellow Daoist Lu was able to catch these three spiritual fish, it was your fortune for fellow Taoist Daoist. Shi was just a little unbalanced and had no other thoughts."

Seeing Lu Xuan's attitude, Shi Zichen quickly explained.

"Understand, just three fourth-grade spiritual fish, a treasure that fellow Shi just caught was far greater than them."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

The two returned to their positions and fell into the expectation of fishing for treasures again.

"If you don't say anything else, you have an unprecedented sense of satisfaction when you catch it."

"Especially high-level spirit fish such as the dark ming fish."

"I don't know what it would be like to catch treasures of fifth grade or higher grade later."

Lu Xuan thought to himself.

With that special ability, he was confident that with sufficient preparation, he could catch higher-grade spiritual fish, water and beasts and other existences.

"If you catch any rare spirit fish and water monster, you can also try to keep it yourself."

"There are thousands of mysterious treasures from the True River. I wonder if I have the chance to catch one or two high-level spiritual seeds."

He was full of thoughts in his heart.

"If you can make special bait yourself, you must keep it confidential so that you can get more treasures and avoid some unnecessary trouble."

If those sect forces knew that Lu Xuan had this special ability, they would probably force Lu Xuan to serve them.

He is a casual person by nature and does not like restraint, so he should try to avoid that situation.

"After returning, try to collect some spiritual bamboo seedlings or spiritual seeds to create higher quality spiritual rods, and fishing lines and hooks can also be upgraded."

Lu Xuan thought to himself that the black jade spirit rod in his hand was only a fourth-grade rank after all, and when fishing for high-level treasures, he might not be able to withstand it, and it is necessary to get better fishing gear.

After the third dark fish, Lu Xuan sat there for five days, and no information about dark fish appeared in his mind.

He guessed that the dark fish in this area of ​​water had been caught by him, so he had the idea of ​​leaving.

"Although the spirit fish is good, you should not be addicted to it. Spiritual plants are the most important thing."

"The spiritual plants in the Thunder and Mars Cave are about to mature."

Lu Xuan thought to himself, then put away the treasures such as the black jade spirit rod and came to the middle-aged monk who seemed to be petrified.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, Mr. Lu will not be with you. Here is a secret fish that will be given to you. I hope that fellow Daoist can catch a better spiritual fish and water monster later."

He took out a dark fish from the storage bag and sent it to Shi Zichen.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you caught three and fourth-grade spirit fish in less than half a month. The success rate is so high. Don't you think about fishing more?"

Shi Zichen did not rush to take the Anmingyu, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"No, Mr. Lu remembers that fellow Taoist reminded me at the beginning not to be addicted to it and to waste my practice."

Lu Xuan showed a strange smile on his face, meaningful.

"Of course, more importantly, there are many spiritual plants planted in Lu's cave, which need to be carefully cultivated. If it takes a long time, it will not be conducive to their growth."

He looked upright and continued.

"So that's it. It can be seen that spiritual plants are more important in the eyes of fellow Daoist Lu than fishing for treasures."

Shi Zichen nodded and took over the dark fish.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu, then Shi will take advantage of Fellow Daoist Lu's blessing and use this secret fish to beat the teeth."

"It's just right to use the bottle of spiritual wine that fellow Taoist gave him."

Lu Xuan gave out a fourth-grade spirit fish so easily, which made him feel a lot of favor.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, say goodbye, there will be a date later."

Lu Xuan bowed his hand, controlled the silver-white sword light, and flew into the endless void.

Shi Zichen watched Lu Xuan's figure disappear completely, and continued to sit in his original place, staring at the fish float floating in the Zhen River without blinking.

Soon, he put away the Wu Yao Spirit Rod and came to the fishing position before Lu Xuan with a calm expression.
Chapter completed!