You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 9 Killing the River God
Zuo Chen stared at the big fish in the fish basket and felt the black air was wispy, which was indeed much thicker than that in the ghost village.

But it is far from being a success.

The Qi Refining Stage is to draw Qi into the body, create a Qi Sea in the Dantian, and then rely on this innate Qi to communicate between heaven and earth.

This fish is now really relying on a resentment to support its body, and is still far from reaching the basic level of Qi Refining.

Logically speaking, a little demon of this level might have just begun to gain spiritual awareness, and may not even be able to transform, so its abilities shouldn't be that great.

How can it still disrupt the entire Qingzhou?

"I came here to fish for river gods, but how come I caught a little guy like you?"

Hearing Zuo Chen's smiling words, the fish in the basket immediately cried out one after another:

"Yes, yes! I am not the river god! I am not the river god! You caught the wrong fish! Please let me go!"

Zuo Chen looked at the struggling fish and sighed softly:
"You are not a river god. What a pity."

Then, he turned to look at Caiyi who was standing there in amazement:

"Do you have any soju hidden there?"

"Boil...Shochu?" Caiyi was still in shock over "the Taoist priest fishing up the river god". She hadn't yet reacted to what Taoist priest Zuo was going to do. She just said stupidly:

"I don't like drinking. If you want to have a drink, I can buy it for you when we get back to shore."

"That's perfect. Let's have fish soup tonight." Zuo Chen made a gesture to pick up the bamboo basket.

This frightened the fathead crucian carp so much that it screamed and begged for mercy:

"Great Immortal, please spare my life! I am just a crucian carp in the river. I ate too much and became conscious. People around the lake respectfully call me the river god, but I don't have any great abilities. It's not easy for me to practice, so I hope the Great Immortal will spare my life!"

Zuo Chen then stopped what he was doing and looked at the fathead fish with a half-smile:
"A river god who ate sunken corpses? You have quite a lot of abilities. Is there someone behind you helping you practice?"

"No...no."

The fathead fish was extremely embarrassed.

If he had someone above him, how could he have ended up in such a situation?

The main reason is that he is quite capable. There are not many people in the whole Daliang who can be said to be his master. Those are all great nobles. Who would have nothing better to do than to come to a small place like Qingzhou?

Is it possible...

Is this Taoist priest here to recruit subordinates? !

The fathead fish suddenly felt that he had realized the truth!
"Master! If you need Fish Hand, I will serve you! If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to go up Gray Mountain, I will never go down White Lake!"

After hearing the words of loyalty from Fathead Fish, Zuo Chen felt something strange.

Is there really no master or backer?

A monster that isn’t even at the Qi Refining Stage can cause cholera in an entire city?
It is said that there are four major realms in the world of cultivation. Those who are stronger than oneself are called the senior realm, those who are about the same as oneself are called the fellow Taoist realm, and those who are not as strong as oneself but have a background are called the junior friend realm.

So, you, the river god, are the legendary fourth realm, the realm of miscellaneous fish.

Seeing that Zuo Chen was thinking and did not give an answer for a long time, the fathead fish became anxious:

"Master! I have a lot of gold and silver treasures in the water palace under the lake. If you need them, I can bring them up to you.

"If you don't need this kind of vulgar stuff, in three days a place called Wenxiang Gang will offer me a golden boy and a jade girl, which are a pair of precious objects. I will present them to you as a gift then!

"Mr. Bai will probably give me a pair of boys and girls as a gift in a couple of days. They are great tonics. I can make a special albizzia tree for you in the water palace to nourish your body."

The fathead fish kept chattering on and on, and Zuo Chen was listening happily at first, until he heard about the boy and girl and the albizzia tree at the end, then a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Zuo Chen concealed this expression very well, and the fathead fish did not notice it.

"What is this Albizia Julibrissin you're talking about?" Zuo Chen asked with a faint smile. Hearing that Zuo Chen was interested in his proposal, Fathead Fish immediately became excited:

"This albizzia tree is a delicious dish! It requires young boys and girls whose true essence has not dissipated. Their bones must be removed while their lives are preserved. Then they are transformed into a pool of broth and fall from the coral tree. The broth is stewed in the corals and the taste is incredible!"

He described slowly, explaining the entire method of making the dish in detail. The more Zuo Chen listened, the wider his smile grew.

Only after hearing these words did Zuo Chen let out a long sigh:
"You are similar to me. You are a good eater."

"What do you think?"

There was a flash of joy in the fathead fish's eyes.

Am I trying to please him?

"It's a pity that I am a human and can only eat other races."

Zuo Chen said with a smile.

The fathead fish was shocked when he heard this.

All the Taoists he knew ate raw meat and drank blood, refined human elixirs, created blood babies, and transformed animals. There were many of them!
How come I happened to meet such a moral pioneer?

Seeing that the Taoist priest in front of him had decided to kill him, the bighead carp would no longer wait to die. With its courage growing stronger, it gathered all its strength and suddenly jumped out of the fish basket!

This time the bighead carp was risking its life. All the scales on its body began to slide down, with the goal of smashing the fish basket and escaping into the river.

It slammed violently into the bamboo fish basket. The mortal object that was originally fragile to it now seemed as hard as a rock. There was only a cracking sound after the collision, and the whole bamboo basket was only cut slightly.

But that was enough for the fathead fish.

It pushed its body into the small gap, trying its best to squeeze its fat fish head out of the bamboo basket.

As long as I can get back to the lake, even if I can't get rid of this Taoist priest, at least I can escape!

It's impossible for this Taoist to drain the entire Baishou Lake just to catch him!
But as soon as its head came out, it suddenly saw a pair of big hands grabbing towards it.

And in the palm of his hand, surging thunder streaked out, like a huge dark cloud in the sky, pressing downwards under the thunder and lightning.

The fathead fish only felt that his body became extremely small in the thunder in the palm of his hand.

"Taoist Master, spare your life!"

His last scream only ended halfway in his throat before being completely drowned out by the thunder and waves of the river.

When Zuo Chen withdrew his hand, all that was left in his hand was a half-broken fish basket and a dead, fat crucian carp.

Caiyi moved closer to the fish basket and peered inside cautiously. Only after she was sure that the river god was completely dead did she swallow her saliva.

Just now I said that Taoist Zuo and the River God were fighting, but in fact it was Taoist Zuo interrogating the River God!

The disaster at Baishou Lake in Qingzhou was caused by a slap in the face?
Who exactly is Taoist Zuo?

Zuo Chen looked at the broken bamboo basket and sighed softly:
"I'll have to compensate the fishermen later."

He picked up the fish basket and was about to pour out the dead fish inside, but Caiyi was quick and knelt down beside Zuo Chen's legs and hugged his thighs.

"Master! This is a treasure! You can't throw it away!"

Zuo Chen stopped, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"What's so precious about this fish? Even if you don't throw it away, what do you want to do with it?"

"I...I can eat it!" Caiyi said righteously.

Zuo Chen: “?”

(End of this chapter)