Simulated Cultivation of Immortals: The beginning of the game is full of comprehension

Chapter 94: The Real Fisherman

The attic is picturesque and has a natural aura.

The faint sound of the piano came from the attic, and before I even stepped on board, I felt a sense of clarity in my soul.

In a trance, I seem to see mountains, flowing water, and clouds rolling.

There is also a faint fragrance falling from the attic. After smelling it, I feel peaceful.

Stepping on the breeze, standing at the door of the attic, the boy turned into a carp stretched out his hand toward Li Xiang, making a gesture of invitation.

Seeing Li Xiang enter, the boy turned into a swimming fish again, stood on the pavilion and jumped from the air into the spiritual pond below.

It's impartial and falls right into the sixth pool from the top.

next moment.

A fishing rod stretched out from the side, and a white line fell from it. The carp with golden scales was gently rolled up and thrown into the fifth spiritual pond.

The carp swung its tail in the water and kept bowing to the loft to say thank you.

Then the tail swayed, and it swayed comfortably in the water, blending in with the fish, feeling very uncomfortable.

Li Xiang saw hundreds of swimming fish living in the spiritual pond on the fifth floor.

They all have more or less golden scales on their bodies.

Some have six, some have seven, and some fish even have ten golden scales.

The swimming fish that was just thrown up by the fishing rod had only one golden scale on its body.

Moreover, his stature is relatively small, but he stands out from the crowd and is a bit special.

Putting his thoughts back, Li Xiang raised his head and looked ahead.

He didn't know who the owner of the attic was waiting for him.

However, considering that it was a perfect adventure, he was not worried and walked in with his legs raised.

The attic is not big, but it is extremely elegant.

The decoration is simple and has a dusty smell.

After entering the pavilion, looking around, Li Xiang's eyes fell on a fishing platform directly in front of the pavilion.

There, a monk in white clothes turned his back to Li Xiang, holding a boom and fishing for carp in the spiritual pond.

He just waved the fishing rod gently and threw the carp with golden scales from the pond on the sixth floor into the pond on the fifth floor.

Give that carp a good fortune.

Beside him, there were two other children.

There is a man and a woman. The boy plays the piano and the girl burns incense. They serve around them.

So good that it won’t leave dust.

Looking around again, Li Xiang saw that the entire attic was suspended in the air, almost level with the dragon gate, and he could overlook the nine spiritual ponds below.

In every pond, there are many swimming fish.

The lowest layers are just ordinary carp. They jump out of the shallow water below and jump to live on the spiritual platform.

These carps are nourished by spiritual energy and seem to be very intelligent.

Wandering and roosting in the pond, you can occasionally see strong swimming fish, trying to jump into the spiritual pond in the middle along the flowing water.

Among the spiritual pools in the middle, there are basically carps with golden scales on their bodies, more or less, so they can be distinguished.

Most of the swimming fish on the sixth level only have one golden scale, while those on the fifth level have several.

By the fourth level, almost most of the fish among them were covered with golden scales. There were even a few fish with golden scales all over their bodies. They were trying to rush into the spiritual pool on the third level against the current.

As for the carps in the three spiritual ponds closest to the dragon gate, they seem to have been enlightened by the gods. Not only do they have golden scales all over their bodies, but their bodies have also undergone some changes.

The fish on the third floor have grown claws.

The fish on the second floor have grown short horns.

When we reached the top, on the purple-gold platform, the fish had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The fish has claws on its belly, horns on its head, and its body is covered with golden scales, making it look very graceful.

It looks like a fish body, but it is not a fish body.

From time to time, he would spit out a pearl from his mouth and absorb the power of the spiritual spring, as if he was practicing spiritual practice.

The fish in this spiritual pond become rarer as you go higher.

When we reached the top floor, there were only four beautiful fishes, spitting out auras near the dragon gate.

Li Xiang ascended the pavilion, and the monk with his back to Li Xiang gently swung the boom up.

The end of the fishing line is empty and seems to be a hookless rod.

The monk closed the pole, put it aside, turned around and looked at Li Xiang, showing a smile.

"Fellow Taoist, you are here."

This person is fair and fair, has a face like a young man, is very handsome, and looks quite handsome.

The only thing that's a bit pity is that his bookishness is a little too strong, and his eyebrows are tinged with a hint of femininity.

There are two backward curved horns on the top of its head and a white beard. It does not look like a human being, but a demon cultivator.

"Pindao, I think a noble person will come to the building today."

"My hands are just a little busy, there is a fish and dragon about to come out of the water."

"I'm sorry for not being able to welcome you from afar, fellow Taoist, please forgive me."

The monk stood up and smiled at Li Xiang.

Li Xiang nodded slightly, indicating a return gift.

"Li Xiang, a poor Taoist, has met a fellow Taoist."

Immediately, the monk stood up.

"Please forgive me, fellow Taoist, for my taboo involves some cause and effect."

"Since we met, we are destined. I have no intention of dragging you into cause and effect."

"You can just call me Ze."

The monk in white said softly.

It seems that he is not unhappy just because Li Xiang is a human and he is a demon.

"I have been fishing in this mountain for hundreds of years, and I haven't come down from the mountain for a long time."

"Today I have a guest at my door, which really makes my heart happy."

"Pindao has prepared some wine and food. I wonder if you are interested in having a drink with Ze."

Seeing Li Xiang ascending the pavilion, the monk in white seemed very happy.

He nodded and signaled the two boys to take down the long harp and incense burner.

A round table was placed on the table, and with a slight movement of the fingertips, a few plates of side dishes and a bottle of sake were placed on the table.

Li Xiang smiled slightly, walked up and sat down without being particular.

"So, very good!"

"Great kindness!"

No matter what kind of evil cultivator he is.

Hongjun has seen it all, why would he still worry about such a small scene?

A perfect level of adventure, just lie down and watch a movie.

Ze poured wine and placed it in front of Li Xiang.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

The two raised their glasses, clinked them lightly in the air, and then Li Xiang drank it in one gulp.

As the wine entered my throat, I felt a refreshing fragrance.

Although it is said to be wine, it is closer to honey, with a sweetness lingering in the throat and overflowing with aroma.

At the same time, Li Xiang clearly felt a clear spiritual energy swirling around his body, heading straight towards the spiritual platform.

The soul on the spiritual platform was slightly shaken, and it absorbed these spiritual charms on its own like rain on a dry land.

I tasted another side dish, and it was also full of spiritual charm.

These side dishes seem to be spiritual fruits from the mountains that have been roughly processed.

Although it is not a particularly precious spiritual fruit, it is full of spiritual energy.

in this way.

Li Xiang's cultivation of immortality began to grow unconsciously.

“Good wine!”

“Great food!”

He said comfortably.

Looking at the monk in front of him, his eyes became much softer.

Is today's banquet the place of opportunity for me?

The wine is spiritual wine, and the dishes are spiritual vegetables. After eating this meal, I think I have almost collected the eighth-level spiritual charm.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, it's fine if you like it."

"I was bored staying on this mountain on weekdays, so I collected some dew from the plants and brewed some wine. I temporarily asked the boy to pick some spiritual fruits and bring them back as a dish to go with the wine."

"Fellow Taoist, if you don't complain about my poor hospitality, Ze will feel at ease."

The monk was drinking with Li Xiang.

After a little talk about the origin of this place, I found out why this demonic cultivator is here.

This is the location of a dragon gate, and the specific past cannot be studied.

This dragon gate is hidden in a small world, with spiritual springs spitting out from its mouth and nine spiritual pools under it.

The spring is pregnant with the aura of a true dragon, and all scaly creatures can swim upstream and change their own bloodlines.

If you can cross the Dragon Gate all the way, you can transform into the legendary dragon, which is an extremely precious opportunity.

When these fishes cross the spiritual pond, their body blood changes, transforming towards the dragon body.

A hundred years ago, Ze was traveling in the mountains and rivers, accidentally discovered this place, and caught an arowana to taste.

The taste was so delicious that Ze couldn't resist his appetite, so he built a loft and fished fish and dragons here.

After a hundred years, it was extremely refreshing to meet Li Xiang here today.

I haven't talked to anyone for a hundred years, but I am really happy to see a visitor today.

Good guy, Li Xiang's expression changed constantly after hearing this.

I don't know if I should say I admire you or what.

I have been fishing for a hundred years.

Real fisherman Ze!

I haven't been out of the mountains for a hundred years, just fishing for these dragon fish here.

Just now I secretly used my Confucianism, Taoism and magical powers to take a look at this guy's cultivation. I just felt that the evil spirit was vast, and I vaguely felt like I was facing Su Qin and Zhang Yi.

Su Qin can beat up a first-grade black bird for fun.

Then this Ze, presumably, is also a great demon with tyrannical cultivation.

But such a person could actually fish in obscurity for a hundred years just to satisfy his appetite.

He was a little curious as to what this dragon fish tasted like, so that it could make the big demon in front of him so obsessed with it.

After three drinks.

Ze suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Taoist has come from afar. Today, I will ask you to taste my fish and dragon feast."

Li Xiang hummed, seeming a little confused.

"Feast of Fish and Dragon?"

"Yes! Fish and Dragon Feast. Today I wanted to go down the mountain to greet fellow Taoists in person, but a fish and dragon was about to be caught by Pindao, and I felt reluctant to let go."

"I will catch it later and let the Taoist friends taste it."

With that said, Ze stood up and walked towards the fishing platform.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand to greet Li Xiang.

"Fellow Taoist, are you interested in fishing with me?"

"Only when you catch a fish dragon will you know how delicious it tastes."

Li Xiang was stunned for a moment and looked at the fishing rod in Ze's hand.

"So good."

"It's just, Fellow Daoist Ze, can you really catch these psychic fish with your fishing rod without a hook?"

As he got closer, Li Xiang was sure that what he saw was correct.

The fishing rod in Naze's hand was not tied with a hook, just a white thread.

Seeing Li Xiang confused.

Ze suddenly laughed.