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Chapter 100 Dharma Image, Flying in the Sky, Fishing Grandma Xie Lian

All living beings within a radius of dozens of miles raised their heads and looked at the daytime scene around them with expressions of astonishment.

"Why is it dawn already?"

Xie Lian waved his hand, and the Golden Crow flew back, directly into his forehead and disappeared.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and her mood became even better.

"The Dharma Realm is complete."

The Dharma Realm is a watershed.

Many people in the spiritual practice community believe that if one does not enter the Dharma realm, it cannot be considered spiritual practice.

The reason is very simple. Only after reaching the Dharma Realm can one be considered to have the appearance of a "immortal".

For example, you don’t need to eat anymore and can practice fasting on your own.

For example, by condensing the Dharma image, one's strength in all aspects will be greatly improved.

For Xie Lian, the greatest significance of the Dharma Realm is that he can finally fly.

It can fly with its own strength without the help of any tools.

"Ride the sword and ride the wind for 90,000 miles, from the sky to the underworld"

Xie Lian’s eyes sparkled as he muttered something to himself.

She has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Although influenced by Taoist Qingyu, her obsession with flying is not that strong anymore.
But his situation is different from that of Taoist Qingyu. The latter can fly, but he doesn't want to and would rather measure the earth with his feet.

But Xie Lian can't fly.

The difference is huge.

Just like some strategic-level weapons, I can do without them, but I can't live without them.

Xie Lian closed his eyes and used the Dayan diagram to make a random calculation, which revealed at least dozens of ways to fly.

But after thinking about it, she decided that it was useless and so she relied on her own magic power to fly up.

The first time she flew, she was very brave and rushed directly into the clouds.

It is night now. Floating above the vast clouds, looking up, the stars and the bright moon are dozens of times clearer. The vastness of the world is now in sight.

“Today I know the true magnificence of the starry sky!”

Xie Lian watched for a while. His childhood dream finally came true at this moment. With a thought, he rushed directly into the sea of ​​clouds and flew forward.

At this time, she had forgotten the agreement with Zhu Qingqing. Trying flying for the first time, she was immersed in the novelty of the vast sky and earth and being able to roam freely.

In a moment of pleasure, he flew hundreds of miles away.

If others knew that a cultivator who had just broken through the Dharmadhatu dared to go straight to the top of the clouds and fly hundreds of miles relying only on his own magic power, they would definitely evaluate him as "not wanting to live anymore".

Ordinary Dharma-image cultivators cannot withstand such consumption.

But Xie Lian certainly couldn't speculate with common sense. The gap between realms didn't seem very obvious to her. Just after entering the Dharma Realm, she had already surpassed all the Dharma Realm cultivators in the world.

Mana power is endless and cannot be consumed by flying alone.

She flew hundreds of miles in one breath, then pressed down the clouds and waited on the road.

It was already late at night when she first took off, but now, in her moment of pleasure, she flew until dawn.

The hardworking people have already started working.

Not long after, a donkey cart was seen slowly coming down the road.

Xie Lian did not stand in the middle of the road blocking the way, but waved his hand from the side of the road.

"Girl, do you want a ride?"

The driver was a middle-aged man with a weather-beaten face. The car was loaded with worthless goods. In addition, Xie Lian was alone, a weak woman, so he was not worried that she might be a bad guy.

So stop the car slowly and ask kindly.

"No need to bother, I just lost my way and don't know where this place is, so I want to ask about the situation."

Xie Lian said with a smile.

The middle-aged man took out a cowhide water bag, which contained strong tea brewed from tea stems. He took a big sip and said, smacking his lips.

"The girl must have come all the way from the southwest."

"How did you know, brother?"

"Haha, I've been transporting goods on this road for eleven or twelve years. If you come from the southwest, it's very easy to get lost because of the many mountains along the way. I just came out of the old forest and came to this road... So, I often meet people asking for directions."

"Brother is indeed experienced. My situation is similar to what you said."

"Not really. Generally speaking, people who dare to walk on mountain roads usually travel together. This is the first time I've seen someone like you walking alone. You're really lucky to be able to walk here safely."

Perhaps because middle-aged people often transport goods alone, they want to chat more when they meet someone.

Xie Lian was not in a hurry, so he just stood there and chatted with him for a while.

Afterwards, the other party saw that it was getting late, so he could only wave his whip regretfully and drive the donkey cart forward.
Only Xie Lian showed a strange look.

"I actually flew so far, and took a wrong turn, and ended up in Xingyuan Prefecture."

Fortunately, the deviation is not too much and will not cause much impact.

Xie Lian already knew the correct direction. After thinking for a while, he flashed and flew into the sky again.

But this time, he didn't just rely on his magic power to support himself, but summoned his own Dharma image.
However, compared to the Golden Crow Dharma Image last night, which was dozens of meters long and whose light almost illuminated the area within dozens of miles, this one is much more retracted, only seven or eight meters in size, and only emitting a faint golden light.

But the speed is extremely fast.

Lying on the back of the Dharmakaya Golden Crow, Xie Lian felt the whistling sound of the wind in his ears and suddenly felt like drinking.

Subconsciously, he took out the gourd from his waist, uncorked it and saw that the poison that had tortured Du Ning'er for more than ten years was still alive. Perhaps because it had been soaked for too long, it had given up struggling and was floating on the wine like a dried salted fish.

Seeing the light shining in, it knew that Xie Lian was watching it, and a look of pleading appeared in its little eyes.
"This poison is really a bit weird. It originally lived by attaching itself to the human body. Now that it has been separated from the human body, although it has entered a weak state, it has no intention of dying. On the contrary, it seems to have gained some intelligence after not seeing it for some time."

Xie Lian put the cork back in, shook the gourd vigorously, and then hung it back around his waist.

The wine had turned pure black. Although there was no peculiar smell, Xie Lian didn't dare to drink it easily.

I don’t know who will be able to enjoy this wine?
She took out another pot of fine wine given by the lame Taoist priest, drank it happily, and closed her eyes in enjoyment.

"I'd better drink this."

In a blink of an eye, half a day passed.

Xie Lian dispersed his Dharma image and chose to land.

This time it was very precise, without any deviation. I passed through a small county town and felt the different customs and cultures. Well, mainly I tasted the local food.

Afterwards, he hired a carriage and took her to Diaolong Lake, twenty miles outside the city.

"Keep it, don't look for it."

Xie Lian fished out a piece of silver and handed it to the driver.

"Thank you, Miss. Thank you very much!"

The driver was very happy. Xie Lian was quite generous. With this little bit of silver, his family's livelihood would be much better.

Xie Lian walked leisurely to the lakeside, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"As expected of a famous spiritual lake, the weather is indeed extraordinary."

Xie Lian exclaimed in praise.

The reason why she knew about fishing in Long Lake was, of course, because of "Qingyu Miscellaneous Notes". Even an ascetic monk like Taoist Qingyu couldn't help but become a fisherman when passing by this lake and fished here for half a month.

The reason why this lake can attract practitioners is that ten thousand years ago, a real dragon fell in this lake. Coincidentally, the place where it fell was right next to the water eye, and dragon blood flowed into it on a large scale. Somehow, this lake actually had a bit more dragon energy.

In addition, there are spiritual veins under the water, and after years of nurturing, many spiritual fish were born in the lake.
Logically speaking, based on the spiritual fish in this lake, this place must have been "drained to catch fish" by practitioners long ago.

But who made this place filled with dragon energy?
Among the numerous spiritual fish in the lake, a small number will be contaminated by dragon energy and evolve into dragon fish.

The dragon fish is born with a trace of dragon blood. Although it is impossible for it to transform into a dragon, it is a good choice of aquatic Taoist soldier for the dragon clan.

Once the descendants of dragons in the world are sent out to take up a post in a certain place, they are usually ordered to come to Diaolong Lake and take away a certain number of dragon fish.

This number is generally between seventy and three hundred, depending on how highly the dragon's descendants are respected and the importance of the positions they are to hold.

With these dragon fish, and using the dragon clan's methods to cultivate them, it won't take long before we can raise powerful Taoist soldiers.

This is the team that naturally belongs to the dragon clan.

Therefore, the importance of this lake to the dragon clan is self-evident.

The dragon clan controls all the water in the world and is very powerful. Ordinary cultivators cannot afford to offend them, and those who can afford to offend them will not make enemies over a few fish. Therefore, over the years, no one dared to do the offensive act of fishing in a dry pond, and no one dared to build a cave under the water.

Of course, the dragon clan is not a domineering and unreasonable race. They know that the benefits of the world cannot be monopolized.

So an opening was made. If other practitioners were interested, they could fish on the lake, but they could only fish, not catch anything.

How much you catch depends entirely on your personal level.

According to Taoist Qingyu, fishing in this lake is not such a simple thing. The spiritual fish in the water have been very cunning over the years and will not bite ordinary hooks.

Taoist Qingyu only caught three fish in half a month and made a pot of fish soup, which was highly praised.

Xie Lian came to this lake for two reasons.

First of all, I have to attend the Dragon Grandson Banquet, so I can’t go empty-handed, right?
This dragon fish is the best Taoist weapon under the dragon clan. The dragon grandson may not have many of them. If she can catch dozens of them, it will definitely be a good gift, and no one can say that she is stingy.

Secondly, I am waiting for Zhu Qingqing here.

She was suddenly promoted to Dharmakāya, and in her greed for pleasure, she forgot everything else and neglected Zhu Qingqing.
But it's not a big problem. She had told Zhu Qingqing before that she wanted to go fishing here. Zhu Qingqing couldn't find her so she should come here to take a look.

She just fished and waited.

Diaolong Lake is not only famous in the cultivation world, but also a magical place in the mortal world. Many fishermen tried to fish here, but naturally they got nothing.

As for those who come to fish, there are quite a few, but few get anything. Throughout history, only a few dozen mortals have been so lucky.

Let alone catching a dragon fish, even if it is an ordinary spirit fish, if a mortal wants to make it bite the hook, he must be a person with great fortune.

This is indeed the case. These dozens of successful "fishermen" eventually made their names in history and achieved remarkable success.

Therefore, this lake has a somewhat mysterious name.

There are many mortals who come here to try their luck.

Xie Lian walked to the lakeside and saw an old man selling fishing rods and bait.
The old man who sells fishing rods by the Diaolong Lake is equivalent to the tour guide in the scenic area in the previous life. When a customer comes, he will start to introduce the magic of this lake in an endless stream.

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Take Xie Lian for example. As soon as he approached, the old man came to meet him.

"Miss, are you here to fish in Long Lake as well? Let me tell you, fishing in Long Lake is not easy. Legend has it..."

He was about to say a sales pitch that he had memorized and said countless times, but was interrupted by Xie Lian.

"No need to say more, what's the best fishing rod and bait you have? I want them."

Xie Lian’s decisiveness made the old man feel a little confused.

But he reacted quickly and took out a fishing rod made of green bamboo and two buckets of bait.

One bucket is the one I mixed myself and it has been mixed evenly.

The other bucket contains earthworms, small fish and shrimps, which look fresh and clean.

"How much."

Xie Lian was a complete layman when it came to fishing. Although he had known about it in his previous life, most of the time he would just post some comments to amuse himself after watching the fishermen fail to catch any fish. This was his first time actually trying it himself.

This primitive fishing rod from ancient times is naturally incomparable to the industrial products of previous lives. At first glance, its structure is very simple.

"Here, two taels of silver."

The old man's eyes flickered, and he felt a little guilty.

This price is definitely expensive.

But Xie Lian felt that it was commonplace. After all, it was a tourist attraction, so how could they not overcharge their tourists?
She casually took out two taels of silver and put it in the old man's hand.

"The money and goods are settled."

"this."

The old man actually felt a little guilty. He never expected that this person would not bargain.

Under normal circumstances, people ask for a sky-high price but pay it back when it hits the target.

He has been setting up a stall here for many years, but has never seen such a generous young lady.

It’s not that there are no rich people coming here to fish. In fact, the more powerful and wealthy they are, the more they want to try their luck here. But since they are all powerful and wealthy, they naturally have the best equipment. How could they look down on the fishing tackle made by an old farmer like him?
Because the money was a bit hot to handle, the old man stopped Xie Lian who was about to go fishing with great interest and pointed at Diaolong Lake.

"Miss, please listen to what I have to say."

"Please speak, old man."

"Although there are legends about magical fish in Diaolong Lake, only a handful of people have ever caught one. My ancestors have been setting up stalls here for 200 to 300 years, and only one person has ever caught a fish. Most people come here excitedly but leave angrily. Many people think that their fishing gear is not good and attribute the cause of failure to other things. But from my observation, I think it has nothing to do with fishing gear. Some princes and nobles came here with golden or silver rods, but still caught nothing, didn't they?"

When Xie Lian heard this, she knew that the old man wanted to pass on his experience to her, so she asked humbly.

"So, how do you think we should catch the fish here?"

The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of gaps in his teeth.

"How can I teach you how to fish, young lady? I have only observed for many years and have some ideas. Everyone who comes here to fish hopes to catch a spiritual fish in exchange for a rich future. But spiritual fish are not so easy to catch. It depends not only on luck but also on method. Look at those who fish on the shore. They will definitely return empty-handed and will never catch any fish. Those who really know how to fish will take a boat to the deep end. The closer to the center of the lake, the more chances they have to catch fish. I heard from someone who has been to the deep end that there is even a spectacle of dozens of spiritual fish jumping out of the water at the same time. But you can only see them, but you can't catch them."

"I see. The deeper you go, the greater the chance, right?"

"Yes, but it can't be too deep, only about one-third of the way in. If you go in further, there will be inexplicable wind and waves. If you insist on going in, there will be many cases where your boat capsizes. It is said that the center of the lake is a place where only immortals can fish, and it is not accessible to mortals."

"I see. Thank you, old man."

Xie Lian had gained something. Although she would figure these things out sooner or later, it was always better to avoid taking detours.

After thanking the old man, he headed for the shore.

Just like a scenic spot, an industrial chain has been formed, and someone on the shore immediately asked her if she wanted to rent a boat.

Xie Lian naturally would not be stingy with his gold and silver, so he rented a black-sailed boat, and without asking anyone to follow him, he headed for the center of the lake.

There are many people like her who keep walking in, and they all have the same idea.

But when they reached the third point, all the boats stopped, as they could not go any deeper.
But Xie Lian had no intention of stopping. He stood at the bow of the boat, fiddling with the fishing rod, and without any apparent control, the boat just swayed forward on its own.

"Another idiot looking for a capsized boat."

Many experienced fishermen couldn't help laughing when they saw this.

But there is no intention to stop it.

Capsizing is not a big deal, just embarrassing. This is just an inland lake, not the sea. People who can swim can swim out by themselves, and so many people who can't swim will not stand by and watch you die.

They just want to have some fun and then rescue the people.

But who could have imagined that the ordinary black-sailed boat actually went directly into the deep water area and sailed steadily without any sign of capsizing.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared on the water.

"Inside!"

“Can you actually get in?”

"I do not believe!"

Most of those who can fish here are veterans.

Maybe it's because he's too obsessed and wants to catch a magical fish to be rich and prosperous for the rest of his life, or maybe it's just a pure hobby and he just likes the feeling of fishing.

But no matter what their motivations were, these experienced fishermen had never seen the scenery in the center of the lake.
Xie Lian sailed in leisurely, which immediately caused an uproar.

Some people were excited, thinking that the invisible restrictions had disappeared and that mortals could also enter. They immediately put away their fishing rods and drove their boats towards the center of the lake.

But as soon as they crossed the border, they heard a loud bang and a huge wave rose up without wind, overturning the entire wooden boat.

Pooh!
All the fishermen on the boat sank into the water, and soon swam up and spat out the lake water in their mouths in embarrassment.
"I can't get in. No matter how hard I try, I can't get in!"

They said angrily.

Seeing this, everyone gave up the idea of ​​trying.

Some people showed excitement in their eyes.

"So, the lady who was driving the boat just now might be an immortal?"

The moment this thought came to mind, everyone's eyes showed eagerness.
There have been legends about fishing in Long Lake since ancient times, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

Xie Lian had just arrived and didn’t know much about fishing in Long Lake.

Taoist Qingyu only recorded the fishing in his notes, but did not mention the rules of this place.

It was not until she actually entered the center of the lake that she realized there was a restriction there.

Only practitioners with magical powers can pass smoothly.

As for mortals, let alone passing through, even if they look at it from the outside, they can only see a calm and empty lake.

A ban seemed to separate the two worlds.

In fact, there are many practitioners fishing on this island in the middle of the lake.
Xie Lian took a quick glance and saw about a dozen people.

Everyone is in good sync, each occupying an area and basically not wandering around.

Since they were cultivators, they didn't need a boat. They could just sit on the water and fish. It seemed particularly strange for someone like Xie Lian to come in by boat.

For a moment, it attracted a lot of attention.

Xie Lian was a little embarrassed, but only a little. After all, everyone was fishing, so as long as he didn’t disturb others, what was there to care about?
She chose the southeast corner of the lake, where there were the fewest people.

The black-sailed boat stopped on the lake. Xie Lian took a sip of wine, loaded the fishing line, put on the bait, and threw it into the water.

This series of movements is simple and performed smoothly.

Next, just wait for the fish.

Most beginners in fishing have the same feeling: they can’t calm down, staring at the water, always hoping that a fish will be caught. Xie Lian is no exception.

After staring for several hours, I finally realized that fishing here is not that easy.
"I'm overthinking. Taoist Qingyu has been here for half a month and has only caught three fish. How can I expect to get something in a short time?"

Xie Lian was not discouraged, nor did she feel depressed. For her, this was a form of entertainment and a novel experience.

What is the purpose of practicing?
Isn't it just to be able to do whatever you want and experience the joy of nature?

So she put the fishing rod on the boat and stopped paying attention to it. Instead, she took out "Qingyu Miscellaneous Notes" and read it with relish.

When he read something pleasant, he would take out the gourd and take a sip of wine.

As for the fishing rod, there was still no movement.

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

Most of the monks fishing here did not move, only one person put away his fishing gear and turned into a stream of light and flew away.

But there were also two newcomers. When they were choosing their seats, they deliberately looked towards the southeast corner. When their eyes passed over Xie Lian, a strange look appeared on their faces.

"It's just sailing a boat, is it that strange?"

Xie Lian muttered quietly.

You can’t feel the passage of time when fishing. Another three days have passed.

Xie Lian still got nothing.

(End of this chapter)