It's unjust! That fisherman is going through a catastrophe

Chapter 4 Is fishing really that interesting?

"Be good, stop making trouble"

"Come on, show me some water."

By the Wenxian River, the fishing rod in Jiangchuan's hand finally bent into a big bow again.

It’s been a day!
He went out when the sun was rising, and now when the sun was about to set, he finally caught another fish that excited him.

It's very powerful, and it feels as powerful as the blue-scaled white stripe I caught this morning.

So, he is looking forward to it very much now, and is very careful when reeling in the fish, fearing that he will not control it well and let the fish escape.

Finally, after sliding around for a few minutes, the fish appeared on the water surface for the first time.

In an instant, Jiang Chuan became excited.

so big.

But in the next second, after he came back to his senses, the excitement faded again.

Because it is so big, it obviously does not conform to the characteristics of a mature fish.

You know, in the morning, the whitebait was only one foot long and he thought it was a huge fish weighing 100 kilograms. But now looking at the size of the fish, it must weigh at least 80 kilograms.

This is a real giant. If it becomes a spirit, its power will definitely be more than this.

So, Jiang Chuan is a little disappointed now.

After all, this is not the target fish.

But this feeling of disappointment disappeared after the big fish exerted its strength again.

A smile returned to his face.

Even if it is not the target fish, it is still a giant!
A huge fish that I have never caught in my life.

It feels so good to slide.

Immediately, Jiang Chuan started to control the fish seriously again.

After about half an hour, the fish seemed to have finally slipped away completely.

Throwing the fishing rod aside, Jiangchuan began to pull the line to the river to catch fish.

just
"Wow~"

Suddenly, the fish, which was already belly up, turned over. When Jiang Chuan let go of the fishing line and prepared to catch him, he swung his tail, splashing water on Jiang Chuan's face, and then he suddenly dived underwater.

"Depend on!"

Jiangchuan hurriedly picked up the fishing rod that was dragged over.

Hold up the fishing rod and stand by the water and continue to pull hard.

"I must learn the skill of controlling objects later!" Jiang Chuan gritted his teeth and controlled the fish. At this moment, he remembered a spell.

Since he was cultivating immortality, he was too lazy to bother with the net and went straight to learn spells to control objects.

Although this spell is generally only used to control inanimate objects, living creatures can break free with a little more effort.

But this spell, combined with the pulling of the fishing rod and fishing line, can definitely be used as a scoop net after the fish is flipped over.

Of course, that is in the future. Now Jiang Chuan can only continue to achieve his dream with his own hands.

Finally, after another two minutes, the fish was really exhausted. Jiang Chuan pulled it to the shore, then went down and picked it up.

Looking at the fish in my arms, it looks similar to a carp, and has a red tail, but there is a bulge on its head, with a bump, as if it is about to grow horns.

"It won't really grow horns, will it? Once it grows horns, will it become a spirit?" Jiang Chuan couldn't help but think so as he looked at the fish in his arms.

Then, after a little thought, Jiang Chuan had an idea.

No matter whether it becomes a spirit or not, just put it in the lake in your personal space first.

If it becomes a spirit, I will use it to make elixirs. If it doesn’t, I will keep it inside.

Anyway, all the fish he caught today, including whitebait, were put into the lake in the space he carried with him.

Raise them, and if you catch a lot of mature fish in the future, put these fish in there as food for them.

He went to the river to wash his hands, and then the magic power flowed into his clothes.

In an instant, the dirty clothes became clean.

After all, these are disciples' clothes produced by a sect of immortal cultivation. Even if they cannot be considered magic weapons and do not have any strong defensive capabilities, they are woven with spiritual silk and do have some small uses.

For example, in this case, with a vibration of magic power, the clothes can be cleaned automatically.

I didn't continue to put up bait.

Holding the fishing rod, Jiang Chuan prepared to change places again.

This place must be really bad. After fishing for a day, the fish bites were not as good as before, and the key was that I didn't see any mature fish. Jiang Chuan reflected on it and felt that his initial thinking was wrong.

This place is not far from the lake below, where a Jindan-stage dragon lives. I’m afraid other fish spirits would not dare to come here.

So you can’t fish here anymore, go back, go upstream, and go farther away.

After packing up my things, I looked up at the sky.

The sun was about to set. In the past few days, he would pack up and leave at this time.

There was no other way. He didn't have a luminous float and couldn't use his magic power, so he couldn't go fishing in the wild.

But today is different.

The system was activated, and while his injuries were healed he also achieved a breakthrough.

Now that the magic power can be used, it doesn’t matter whether there is a luminous drift or not.

As long as he injects magic power into his eyes, he will naturally be able to see at night.

What's more, the system also has some incentive tasks.

He was still thinking about getting a higher mission score.

The products produced by the system must be high-quality, right?
He was looking forward to it.

So, no matter who comes tonight, he can't stop him from going fishing in the wild.

"Master!"

Piaomiao Peak, Song Chengfeng returned in the afternoon.

At this moment, he was standing on a flat training ground on the top of the mountain that seemed to be cut out by a sword. When he saw a flash of green light in the sky approaching, he immediately bowed in salute.

"Well, is your sixth brother back?"

Si Yao landed slowly on the ground. A dazzling flying sword emitting a green glow, which was at her feet, automatically spun and flew into the scabbard behind her.

"Not back yet!"

"Ok?"

There was a slight change of expression on Si Yao's cold face, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Master, Sixth Junior Brother may have been a little too playful today, but it's getting dark, and he should be back soon!"

"Well, when he comes back, ask him to come to my cave!"

Si Yao did not suspect anything.

This is the location of the Yunyang Sect's mountain gate. At least the area within a radius of ten miles is absolutely safe. Jiang Chuan is just going down the mountain to fish, so there is no need to worry about him getting into trouble.

"Yes!"

Song Chengfeng nodded.

A chill suddenly appeared in front of him, and the moment he looked up, he saw a green sword light escaping towards the top of the mountain.

That is where Master’s cave is located.

"It's already this late!" Song Chengfeng looked at the sky in the west where only half of the red sun was left.

“Is fishing really that fun?”

Song Chengfeng muttered something, but then he patted his waist.

In an instant, a small boat appeared in front of him.

With one leap he stood on it.

Then, the flying boat took off and carried him quickly down the mountain.

Since the master wants to find Jiang Chuan, then as the eldest disciple, he can't just sit here and wait, right?
Go pick it up!
Song Chengfeng flew along the mountain route all the way. He was worried that Jiang Chuan was already on his way back and he would miss him if he flew directly to the river.

But it turned out that he thought too much.

There was no sign of Jiangchuan along the way.

"My two junior brothers, have you seen my junior brother Jiang from Piao Miao Peak going up the mountain?"

When he arrived at the mountain gate, he was worried and asked the two people.

"Replying to Senior Brother Song, we only saw him coming down the mountain in the morning."

"Thank you!"

Song Chengfeng clasped his fists and controlled the flying boat to fly directly to the river.

He walked across the bridge once in the morning and now he arrived here again, but when he looked at the place where Jiangchuan fished in the morning, it was already empty.

(End of this chapter)