You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 917 Houtu Palace

After preparing the special bait required, Lu Xuan once again threw the agarwood hook into the depths of the Qianbaozhen River.

Then, he patiently sat aside and waited for the giant silver-horned fish to be attracted by the bait.

"Friend Lu Dao, how is the situation? Is there any spiritual fish biting the hook?"

A familiar voice fell softly into Lu Xuan's ears.

Turning around, he saw Shi Zichen, a few miles away, nodding towards him in greetings.

"Occasionally, I encounter one or two spiritual fish biting the hook, but I can't catch them, so my luck can only be considered average."

Lu Xuan said in a voice message.

"It's normal that you can't catch it. How can it be so easy to catch a spiritual fish?"

"I don't know what methods those big forces used to fish out all kinds of rare treasures from the Qianbaozhen River."

Shi Zichen sighed with deep envy in his tone.

"Fellow Taoist Stone, let's encourage each other."

Lu Xuan chuckled, and his mind continued to fall near the agarwood hook deep in the Zhen River.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind.

【Silver-horned giant fish...】

"Coming!"

Lu Xuan held his breath and concentrated. The muscles of his arm holding the black jade spiritual pole were bulging, and a faint golden sheen appeared on the surface of his skin.

Suddenly, the fish float plunged into the depths of the real river.

Lu Xuan shouted softly, held the black jade spiritual pole with one arm, and lifted it up with force.

"Has another spirit fish taken the bait?"

Shi Zichen, who was several miles away, noticed the movement here, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, Mr. Shi is here to raid the formation for you!"

He turned into a ray of green light and came to Lu Xuan in an instant.

Lu Xuan paid no attention to him. The black jade spiritual pole in his hand was bent like a big bow stretched into a full moon. The ice silk silk kept trembling, as if there was a risk of breaking off at any time.

Although the giant silver-horned fish is extremely powerful, it is still a fourth-grade spiritual fish after all. Due to its low intelligence, it only has brute strength.

Slowly, the intensity of breaking free became lighter.

Lu Xuan was keenly aware of this change and swung the black jade spiritual pole in his hand vigorously.

Amidst the splashing sound, a giant fish emerged from the real river.

The giant fish's head is so big that it is deformed, occupying about half of the entire body. There is a silver-white sharp horn on the top of the head, and the lightning is lingering, making it even more ferocious and terrifying.

When it landed on the river bank, silvery white light burst out from the sharp corners, and thunder struck Lu Xuan and the two of them. At the same time, his body jumped up high, trying to return to the Qianbaozhen River.

"What a bastard!"

Lu Xuan didn't bother to avoid the thunder, and went directly through it. With one hand, he pressed hard and penetrated directly into the head of the giant silver-horned fish, twisting it severely inside.

Suddenly, all the lightning on the body of the silver-horned giant fish dispersed, and it lay on the ground, its life or death uncertain.

"I didn't expect you, fellow Daoist Lu, to be so physically strong!"

A look of surprise appeared on Shi Zichen's face next to him.

Although the giant silver-horned fish is only a fourth-grade monster, its strength is extremely troublesome. Lu Xuan just used his physical body to resist those thunderbolts in an instant, and then slapped the giant silver-horned fish half to death with one palm, which shows how strong his physical body is.

"I usually plant a lot of spiritual fruits that can temper the physical body. I will bring some here for you to try, fellow Taoist Shi."

Lu Xuan smiled and returned to his previous gentle and elegant appearance.

"Friend Lu Dao is interested."

"It's just that Shi doesn't have any thoughts about spiritual fruit right now."

Shi Zichen looked at the giant silver-horned fish on the ground and smiled bitterly.

Lu Xuan came to the Qianbaozhen River to fish in less than three months, but he had already caught four spiritual fish. This made him fall into deep self-doubt after having no harvest for a long time.

"Luck, maybe Lu and Zhenhe have some good fortune."

Seeing this, Lu Xuan comforted him. "...Friend Lu Dao, it's better to shut up."

Shi Zichen took a deep breath and walked back slowly, his figure looking a bit lonely.

Lu Xuan shook his head.

It was difficult for him to tell the other person that he had special abilities. At the same time, the relationship between the two was not good enough to give him the special bait prepared.

Besides, even if you use the special bait prepared by Lu Xuan, you may not be able to catch the spirit fish.

After all, the Qianbaozhen River stretches for countless thousands of miles, and the specific species of spiritual fish flowing into this water are unknown. Only targeted bait can be used to increase the probability of catching them.

He slightly handled the giant silver-horned fish, put it in his storage bag, and continued fishing for the giant silver-horned fish.

Less than ten days later, another giant silver-horned fish took the bait.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I don't know what to say except that I envy Shi."

The sourness in Shi Zichen's tone seemed to materialize.

"What exactly went wrong?"

"Is it my spiritual pole that doesn't work? Or is my fishing experience not rich enough?"

"Friend Lu Dao just caught five spiritual fish just after fishing!"

"Five! I may not be able to catch one in a year!"

"Is it true that everyone's luck is different?"

With many doubts, he returned to his fishing position and looked at the fifth-grade Wu Yao spiritual rod in his hand. He didn't like it no matter how he looked at it.

"Call it off and go back to Dongtian to farm."

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye, and no new giant silver-horned fish took the bait, so Lu Xuan decided to go home.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, see you later."

Before leaving, he greeted Shi Zichen.

"Friend Lu, walk slowly, Shi will have to fish for a while."

Shi Zichen waved.

After Lu Xuan's figure disappeared into the distance in the void, his expression became determined.

"It must be a problem with the location! Try changing it!"

He quickly put away the spiritual pole weapon, took a few breaths and arrived at Lu Xuan's previous location, and sat down with a calm expression.

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The incomplete cave.

Lu Xuan walked through the fog and landed gently on the island.

He inspects each high-level spiritual plant one by one and provides the most meticulous cultivation according to their subtle needs, ensuring that each spiritual plant can get the best growth environment.

"The second level of the Eighth Palace has undergone slight changes."

He noticed that on the first layer of the Xunfeng Palace Spirit Flower, there was a trace of dark yellow spiritual light looming in the flowing wind.

The divine light and aura looked very inconspicuous, but it gave Lu Xuan a sense of weight and stability.

His mind was focused on the Eighth Palace, and suddenly, an idea appeared in his mind.

[The eighth-level palace, a seventh-grade spiritual plant, was conceived from the original aura of the cave. Now it has grown to the second level. The thick earth palace needs to be nourished by the higher-grade spiritual soil, which contains pure and rich earth-yuan spiritual energy, thereby promoting the growth of spiritual flowers. From virtual to real. 】

"The second level, the thick earth palace, requires the nourishment of high-quality spiritual soil and treasures with pure and rich earth elemental aura."

"The fine spiritual soil is okay. The Eighth Layer Palace has been planted in the sixth-grade Genkunwu soil. It's just that the quantity of Genkunwu soil obtained last time was not large, and most of it was used to cultivate other high-level spiritual plants."

"At present, it is guaranteed that the early growth of the second level will not be a problem. Later, we can also enter the Pento-Saturn Cave and get some from it."

When the spiritual beasts in Tianxing Cave mutated last time, he helped solve the problem. He took this opportunity to leave a deep impression on Lord Wutu, and it should be no problem to buy some Genkun Wutu.

"If the earth belongs to the heaven, material and earth treasures, we have to go back to the Thunder Star Cave to think of a solution."

"Fortunately, Houtu Palace is in the gestation stage and there is plenty of time."

Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart and decided to return to the Thunder Star Cave.

(End of chapter)