The indescribable Taoist Lord

Taiyin Xingjun's main purpose is to carefully observe the profound meaning of Zhang Qing and Daoming's textures and remember those things in his heart.

The soul of Monk Dongxu is extremely powerful. Not to mention some things that have been torn down from the "Tao", even the principles of Tao can be understood easily. After just one time, he will naturally remember it.

But naturally, generally speaking, if you are not a Tiangong monk, then the soul alienation is high.

"Aren't you going to look at him?" Zhang Qinghe didn't move for a whole afternoon, but his soul really felt that the Taiyin Star Lord was by his side.

"I remember everything you gave me, not to mention this doll is also solid."

Zhang Qinghe turned around and saw that about half an hour had passed. Although Zhang San had a bitter look on his face, he did not miss a single word and was writing slowly.

It seemed that since Zhang Qinghe came, he had been stimulated by knowing that his mother had hidden secrets and seeing the ferocious face of Ruyi Ban with his own eyes.

Zhang Qinghe Wei Kecha nodded.

"Young master, you've been fishing here all morning, but you haven't seen a single fish take the bait. What do you want to do?"

Taiyin Xingjun teased.

"If you really just want to adjust your Taoist mind, then Taiyin will really make fun of you like a young master."

"Ouch."

Zhang Qinghe was too lazy to pay attention to Taiyin Xingjun. He seemed to feel that the "bait" on the hook had lost its effectiveness after soaking for a whole morning, so he slowly lifted the pole and replaced it with new "bait".

Although the fishing rod was made of ordinary mundane things, the hook was anything but ordinary - he used the iron sword to cut off a small piece of the mysterious cast iron on the cold iron chain, and then took the spirit essence to shape it with great effort. It took me a long time to get such a crooked hook.

"No wonder I can't catch any fish. It turns out that the young master's hook is a little shabby."

Taiyin Xingjun's words were now a little serious because of the hook, but she still teased Zhang Qinghe who seemed unmoved.

The jade slip stopped three inches beside him, waiting quietly to see what he wanted to do.

Zhang Qinghe stretched out his jade-like index finger, made a shallow cut, and forced out a piece of blood essence that exuded a faint aura.

This blood essence is like gel, crystal clear. As soon as it appears between heaven and earth, there is spiritual energy slowly moving towards it, as if it is born to be in harmony with Tao.

He carefully hung the blood essence on the hook, and when he was sure it was secure, he threw it far into the river. The catgut, which was not short, carried the bait into the river.

"No wonder we need to use demon-suppressing iron... Tao fetal blood cannot be carried by any material."

Taiyin Xingjun murmured, and then she saw that Zhang Qinghe, who was already injured, turned pale again, and expressed some worry and complaint.

"Young master, are you trying to catch some evil spirits here? You used that star array too much that day, completely consuming all the essence of the fairy tooth. Your spirit and body couldn't hold it back, and now you're using your own essence and blood. Just kidding.”

"That's not the case. A few days ago, I found a recipe for strengthening the body and nourishing the body. It was given to Zhang Lian, but it was missing a few ingredients."

Zhang Qinghe sent Wang Zhixin to Li Ping'an that day to find the secret method. In fact, he found many prescriptions that could treat Zhang Lian's illness. It's not just that the Xinhu Lake was destroyed by someone, there are more than a hundred volumes of magic methods that can cure Taoist injuries in the Demon King's mansion. Restoring the Xinhu Lake is a trivial matter in comparison.

However, among these prescriptions, only a few volumes are suitable for current reality. First, I am afraid that I will need to use elixirs from Qing level and above. Second, Zhang Lian's body is really weak now, so the best way is to strengthen his foundation and cultivate his strength step by step.

Although the elixir left by the Zhang family in Lantian has some effect, it cannot cure the root cause.

"So let's try it first and see if we can catch the main ingredient."

Seemingly seeing that the time was almost the same, the little boy finished his homework, and Zhang Qinghe no longer waited slowly. He controlled the speed at which his essence and blood escaped. In fact, it was not fast, but the one he used this morning The pearl essence and blood may have spread into a mile radius of this river basin.

The reason why Taiyin didn't notice it in the early morning was because he had already sealed the breath of the first bead of fish bait using the breath gathering method.

But now, he stirred it up a little, and the intoxicating fragrance of Tao, which was in line with Tao and seemed to promote the growth of all things, spread out, causing the Wei River to churn.

Zhang San suddenly heard the noise, put down the dead branch, and suddenly looked up, only to see a grand scene that he had never seen before——

In such a cold winter, when the Weishui River surged, countless floating bodies jumped up on the water, twisting their bodies, densely packed like flying birds, and struck the water waves with a majestic sound. To this young child, this sound, Can cover the sun and moon.

Naturally, smearing is not Zhang Qinghe's goal. They are ignorant by nature and do not understand the "beauty" of fetal blood because they are not touched by spiritual energy. But since there is such movement in this water area, it means that something big has taken the bait.

Because in many cases, floating out of the water is a last resort. They leap out of the water when they shouldn't. That's because there is a big fish behind them... chasing them!

A line of water seemed to draw rapidly from the invisible horizon of the Wei River, causing many waves on the river surface and making the floating people even more irritable.

Zhang Qinghe had already wrapped his spiritual energy tightly around the green bamboo poles and catgut, making them temporarily strong enough to withstand the tossing that followed.

His eyes stayed on the reed pole in the river and never left, but he saw the small reed stick standing up suddenly.

However, he was not anxious. He only waited for the small stick to tap a few times, as if he was testing something, and hesitated for a few times - as if the thing below was extremely intelligent and could see the bright magic-suppressing iron. , but the blood beads on the fishhook made it unwilling to leave.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qinghe weakened his cultivation level that had been hidden in Guiyuan a bit.

After all, half an hour later, the reed suddenly sank!

Zhang Qinghe raised his right arm, and the big sleeves of his plain brocade robe rose together with the waves of the river. As the white clothes danced, the thin strings of intestines also hung in the air.

And as Zhang Qinghe made this move, almost half of the river surface suddenly started to churn. The water waves were separated from both sides, huge waves surged up, and a long roar sounded like a horse but not a horse, with an angry sound. Throughout the entire Wei River!

"Xilulu!!"

Black shadow, a huge black shadow was first visible from the water surface, which made Zhang San, who was watching on the sidelines, couldn't help but weaken his legs and lamented his own insignificance. Then, he was pulled out of the water surface by Zhang Qinghe's thin line raised lightly and raised to the ground. In mid-air.

The water flowed down from the giant body, as if a light rain was falling between the sky and the earth after the snow.