Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp.

Chapter 4 Bamboo Dragonfly

The weather is getting colder, and the biting cold wind is carrying large flakes of snow.

Xia Chen, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, walked out of the bamboo house.

It was snowing heavily, the sky and the earth were all white, and the rivers that were once turbulent and turbulent were frozen very thickly by the cold current.

Xia Chen summoned a short sword that was more than a foot long and two fingers wide. It was crystal yellow in color with a few black spots on it.

The original owner was Tian Feng, who had stolen the Linggu before.

The flying sword turned into a yellow light and cut towards the ice surface. Ice chips flew everywhere and a big hole was dug out in a short time.

He skillfully made the nest, and after an incense stick of time had passed, he threw the glove of the automatic fishing rod into it.

Perhaps it was because of the cold weather, after an hour, only some common fish were caught, and there was not a single spiritual fish.

Xia Chen took out another ball of bait, threw it into the ice cave, and continued fishing.

What fishermen lack the least is patience.

Snowflakes fell down in large quantities, covering and drowning him.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "whoosh!" and the fishing line suddenly straightened, tearing the air with a booming sound.

Xia Chen only felt a strong force coming at him. If he was not a cultivator with sharp spiritual sense, the fishing rod might have been pulled into the ice cave.

"What a vicious spirit fish!"

Feeling the surging force, Xia Chen took out a talisman and stuck it on his body.

This is the Giant Strength Talisman, which, like the Cleansing Talisman and the Illuminating Talisman, is the lowest-level talisman. It is cheap, costing only a few dozen spirit crystals.

After using it, you will have immense power and can easily knock down a giant tree with one punch.

Xia Chen roared, his hands became muscular and full of power, and he immediately pulled the fishing rod into a full moon.

Soon, a three-foot-long black carp rushed out of the ice cave and landed on the ice. Its huge tail kept flapping, looking very ferocious.

The head was ferocious, shaped like a giant snake, with a mouth full of teeth, but its lower jaw was firmly grasped by a large yellow hand.

"It's actually a green-scaled snake fish, and it looks like it has already become a powerful one, a first-grade lower-quality spiritual fish!"

Xia Chen was excited. During this period of time, the spiritual fish he caught were basically not of high quality and had very little spiritual energy in them.

After all, the Qingquan River only gathers some of the spiritual energy that escapes from the Cuiwei Mountains.

This green-scaled snake fish is a carnivorous fish. It must have eaten a lot of spiritual fish, which is why it has become so powerful.

Xia Chen put away the automatic fishing rod.

He also felt the limit of this item. If it were a first-grade mid-quality spirit fish, it might not be enough.

Fortunately, it can be upgraded and has unlimited potential. If it is upgraded to S-level, you may be able to fish for a real dragon!
Xia Chen knocked the green-scaled snake fish unconscious, pierced its lower jaw with a rope made of spiritual herbs, and headed to the market in Cuiwei Mountain.

As usual, I found a vacant spot in the black market alley, set up a stall, and sold fish.

In winter, the river freezes over and even magical birds like ospreys cannot go down to the river to catch fish, so there are very few fish for sale in the market.

It didn't take long before it attracted many monks to stop.

"It's actually a green-scaled snake fish, which is rare!"

"And it's a first-level spiritual fish!"

"Twenty low-grade spirit stones, I'll buy them!"

……

Finally, this green-scaled snake fish was bought by a middle-aged cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining for sixty low-grade spirit stones.

Today, Xia Chen caught such an entry-level spiritual fish, so he packed up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, an old man in gray who was selling elixirs came up to him and said, "Little brother, how did you catch a spiritual fish in the middle of winter? Especially a first-level spiritual fish. Can you tell me what tricks you have?"

Xia Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank.

He knew that he had been selling spirit fish frequently recently, which was a bit ostentatious and had attracted some people's attention. "There is no skill at all, it's just luck!"

"Don't worry, I don't want this for nothing! This is a Blood Qi Pill, please accept it!"

The old man in gray took out a gourd and reluctantly poured out three pills, each the size of a thumb and dark red in color. The aroma of the medicine was mixed with a hint of blood.

Blood Qi Pill can heal the injuries of cultivators to a certain extent and is one of the most commonly used pills by cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

These three Blood Qi Pills appear to be of only the first-grade, lower grade, and together they are worth only five or six lower-grade spirit stones.

Xia Chen sneered in his heart. He wanted to get rid of his secret fishing method with three low-level blood pills to get rid of beggars?
You know, although he doesn't catch much now, he still earns two low-grade spirit stones every day, which is still pure profit.

Over time, the amount can be said to be quite considerable.

But he did not refuse. After taking the pill, he said, "There is no trick. I just added some dried iron-back centipede powder to the bait!"

The iron-backed centipede is an extremely powerful poisonous insect that likes to feed on the essence and blood of monsters. Its shell is extremely hard and ordinary swords and knives cannot hurt it. Moreover, this insect is very intelligent and it is not easy to catch it, especially in this cold winter.

After drying it, it is ground into powder and can be used to make detoxification pills and other medicines.

After saying that, he left the alley.

"Ironback Centipede Powder..."

Looking at Xia Chen's departing back, the old man frowned, as if he was thinking.

After leaving the alley, Xia Chen purchased some more pills and then headed towards the wasteland at the foot of the mountain.

He was only at the third level of Qi Refining and was not yet able to fly with a sword, so he had to stick magic talismans on his legs, allowing him to move at an extremely fast speed.

He had only walked ten miles when he saw a masked monk in black clothes flying towards him rapidly from behind, with murderous aura in the air.

"Jie Xiu?!"

Xia Chen was shocked, and immediately took out the flying prop he had drawn before - the bamboo dragonfly, and flew upwards.

"Hand over the fishing secret recipe and I'll spare your life!"

The black-clothed robber cultivator made a hoarse sound.

Xia Chen frowned, it was indeed about fishing.

The other party had a strong aura and seemed to be a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining. He was even stronger than Tian Feng whom he met last time and had considerable strength.

It's a pity that the shrinking lamp is a fragment item and can only be consumed once, otherwise it would be enough to deal with the current situation.

The bamboo dragonfly can fly continuously for eight hours, but its flying speed is not very fast.

The only way to survive is to control the bamboo dragonfly to fly upwards.

Soon, it flew to a height of sixty meters.

The black-clothed cultivator's face changed. He originally thought that with his cultivation level in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, killing a cultivator in the third stage of Qi Refining would be a piece of cake.

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have some powerful flying magic weapon.

“It’s a big fish indeed!”

The black-clothed robber cultivator gritted his teeth and flew upwards on his sword.

The higher he went, the stronger the wind and snow became. The biting cold wind cut on people's faces like a knife. Even though he had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, he couldn't help but shiver.

The magic power of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage is limited and cannot support long-term flight.

At this time, they were already nearly a hundred meters high. Jie Xiu felt that most of the magic power in his body had been consumed, but the fishmonger above his head didn't seem to be affected at all and looked like he was at ease.

"This kid's flying magic weapon is extraordinary. Let's let him go for now!"

There was a trace of unwillingness in the eyes of the black-clothed robber cultivator. If he flew any higher, his magic power would run out and he would be blown down by the blizzard if he was not careful.

But how could Xia Chen just let him go like that? He was not afraid of thieves stealing, but he was afraid of thieves keeping an eye on him.

He immediately took out something like a gun barrel, put it on his hand, and aimed downwards.

(End of this chapter)