The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Yo, big guy!"

Zhang Qinghe stroked the water droplets hanging in front of his forehead, but his robe was not soaked. The light rain caused by this giant thing seemed to avoid him, as if he was afraid.

However, it seems mysterious, but in fact it is just the result of the spiritual energy radiating around him.

He laughed rarely... Naturally, anyone who catches such a huge thing will feel happy, not to mention that this is actually the first time he has set a hook around the Weishui River since he entered Zhongtian.

Zhang Qinghe looked up and saw that this huge thing seemed to cover the sky and the sun, blinding his eyes. He could only see the scales as fine and as large as the palm of his hand, and the torso that seemed to be breathing rhythmically, making it impossible to see its entire body at a glance.

Naturally, this has something to do with Zhang Qinghe's bringing it too close - although this "fish" is big, it is only a few feet in size. It would be shocking if placed in his hometown, but naturally it would be nothing if placed in Zhongtian.

The young man in plain clothes swung the club again. The thin strings of intestines, which were very fragile in comparison, unnaturally pulled the torso that seemed to be five feet long. It lifted up lightly, but suddenly gained strength when it fell. , and hit the ground hard.

"boom!!!"

A huge sound resounded on the banks of the Wei River. The force was so strong that it made Zhang San's eardrums hurt. The green bamboo fishing rod in Zhang Qinghe's hand, as well as the thin string of sheep's intestines, suddenly exploded. Even with the protection of spiritual energy, they were finally unable to withstand the terrifying power of Zhang Qinghe's struggle with the monster. After all, they were not refined and could reach At this point, it is already the limit.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, Zhang Qinghe took a closer look and saw a monster with huge green scales around its body, resembling a dragon, a horse, and an aquatic tribe.

Zhang San also threw down the branches and stared timidly - he had heard many legends about the river told by the boatmen in the past, but this was just a tributary of the Weishui River, and the really ferocious monsters were blocked outside Zhen'an Pass in the north. , he had never seen such a strange thing before.

I saw that this giant creature had a long snout like a dragon and a horse, and its wide-open eyes were filled with manic anger. The blue scales all over its body were very mysterious, and it had no fingers, claws or limbs. Its torso was clearly segmented. The fine joints and spine are very prominent. It should have a skinny beauty, but it has a big belly like a four-legged snake. Instead, there is a pair of dorsal fins that look like shark fins on its back, giving it a strange beauty.

"There is a dragon in the water. It is good at singing. When it sings, the heaven and earth can connect. It is also good at speed, and the water tribe drives it away."

A sentence from the jade slip of Lord Taiyin came from an unknown book, which made Zhang Qinghe feel a little confident - he only thought that this was a monster seduced by his fetal blood, but he Don't know what it is.

The lively energy of Jade Slip Ming Ming Jian is very much like an illustrated book.

"Just asking...can I eat it?"

Zhang Qinghe didn't care about Long Luozi's enthusiasm as he was thrown into the picture, his face was frosty, and he asked a question seriously enough to make Taiyin smack his tongue.

"This... is not poisonous, but has little meat."

Taiyin Xingjun wiped the sweat on the jade slip - luckily she accidentally swallowed it a few times when she had no time to think about her rationality, and roughly dismantled it, otherwise she would have been confused by this kid. .

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can eat it."

No wonder Zhang Qinghe asked this - although he is not very picky about food, this thing was not prepared for him. He carefully studied the prescription he got from Li Ping'an and finally settled on a milder and more reliable food tonic prescription.

Although using spiritual delicacies to make up for the lost, the loss of medicinal properties would be too great, but Zhang San and his mother, whose heart is about to be shattered, may not be able to withstand the medicinal properties.

What's more... this is what Zhang Qinghe is good at.

Zhang Qinghe stared at the dragon Luozi, who was covered in scales and kept surging, causing the waterside to swell, as if the earth was shaking. The body was strong, and there seemed to be a thick layer of cuticles under the scales, but his heart felt. Another thing to think about.

"...I think it should be very rich in colloid, so it would be best for making soup."

He looked at Long Luozi who was struggling, and there seemed to be light in his eyes. But when the water dragon monster heard these words, it seemed to understand human nature and roared like crazy——

"Xilulu!"

This sound seemed to cause vibrations in all things. Even though Long Luozi's cultivation among the monsters was only comparable to the peak of Guiyuan of the human monks, this long roar that affected the spirit, body, and even the soul was already close. The realm of supernatural powers.

Even Dharma cultivators were caught off guard and were affected by it.

It's a pity that Zhang Qinghe is not an ordinary Dharma cultivator. His soul is naturally powerful, and his spiritual breath is constantly pouring in from heaven and earth, but his physical body is just a little weaker. Zhang Qinghe just watched quietly as Long Luozi's head stretched out as long as a dragon or a horse, its dorsal fin flapped lightly, and he quickly bit him at a speed that was difficult for the cultivators of the following three realms to deal with, but he remained unmoved.

When the wet fishy smell came closer, he activated his body skills to get out of the way.

A fat and huge torso, slender and bloated that seemed to coexist, passed through the gap in his plain brocade robe. The pile of sand and rocks behind him exploded in response to the violent wind pressure, causing his robe to rustle.

He seemed to be surprised by the speed of the human monk in front of him, and the deep anger of Long Luozi, but a trace of vigilance flashed through his typical water tribe eyes that seemed to be empty, and he seemed to be slowing down under the attraction of fetal blood. After a while, I suddenly realized that since the person in front of me had the confidence to use "bait" to catch him, he naturally had a way to easily deal with him.

But then it seemed to think of the red blood beads that made it salivate, and its eyes were filled with a layer of fanaticism - since this person is willing to use things as bait, then he must have more blood in his hands... …

It knows the meaning of the blood, and the quality that seems to fit in with the Tao can prompt it to undergo an essential transformation and leap forward to a stronger place.

"This water horse seems to be different from other monsters. It actually has room to think when faced with fetal blood."

Zhang Qinghe said hesitantly, not seeking Taiyin's opinion, but rather with some certainty.

"This tribe is the mount that the Shui Tribe has enslaved since thousands of years ago. The Shui Tribe seems to have a special method of domesticating them, making them docile and gentle. But, young master, that's called Long Luo Zi."

Taiyin corrected Zhang Qinghe.

"Looking at this image, it could be called a water horse."

Just as Zhang Qinghe was about to say something else, he saw the water horse monster open its long kiss, and a water column condensed into water waves, exuding the long-awaited spiritual energy, spewed out from its mouth. The water was raw and emitted an abyss-like force. The cold air tangled together the dead branches and sand and stones wherever it passed, and struck directly at Zhang Qinghe.