Gou Zai God seeks longevity

Chapter 1 Fishing in Yanbo Lake

The scorching sun is like fire, baking the earth.

Clouds and mist shroud Yanbo Lake, giving it the appearance of a fairy mansion.

The breeze blows, rolling up the "fairy spirit" in the lake, which still can't erase the heat brought by the scorching sun.

Even people with Yanbo Lake became impetuous.

"Why haven't any fish taken the bait yet? It's really annoying!"

"It's been half a day, and I've never caught a single fish, Fellow Daoist Jia, do you have any secrets?"

"Quickly tell me, could it be the bait problem? Did Jia Daoyou use earth dragon insects? Let me teach you the secret recipe."

Seventeen or eighteen monks in Taoist robes surrounded the young Taoist priest holding a fishing rod to humbly ask for advice, looking at the fishing rod from time to time.

Twelve crucian carp with green scales lay unconscious in the fish basket. They were either big or small, the smallest was two inches, and the largest was more than a foot.

Compared with other people's few fish baskets, the catch is very different.

They came to Yanbo Lake for the first time. So far, no one has caught two spirit fish except Jia Ren.

Jia Ren didn't turn his head when he was asked for advice. There were too many similar questions and it was too annoying.

He stared intently at the floats and the emerald-green lake surface, with no distractions.

"If you want to fish, bait is the most important thing."

"The bait is an exclusive secret recipe, how can you give it lightly?"

Sure enough, it was a matter of bait, and everyone's eyes were bright.

"How many pairs of bait would you like to sell, Fellow Daoist?"

Someone tentatively asked, the price is right, and I don't mind spending some broken spirits.

"One broken spirit and ten baits."

Everyone's face changed, the price was expensive.

The green-scaled crucian carp is not a high-grade spirit fish, its aura is weak, and it can sell a broken spirit for a full catty.

Ten pieces of bait cannot guarantee how many spirit fishes will be caught. Wouldn't it be a loss-making business to catch less spirit fish?
The adventure to Yanbo Lake is not for fun, but to earn Lingshi.

Everyone was unhappy and looked at Jia Ren with unfriendly expressions.

"The price is too high! An earth dragon worm and a broken spirit can be used as bait at least fifty times."

"It's so expensive, why not go fishing in Yanbo Lake!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone fell silent.

Everyone knows that fishing is the fastest, and only someone dares to go.

Otherwise, why bother fishing on Yanbo Lake?
There is a big monster in Yanbo Lake, and all the casual cultivators know about it. Few of the monks who entered Yanbo Lake in the early years survived.

Fishing on the lake?

It's almost the same to take the initiative to send rations to the big demon.

If it is not confirmed that there is no danger at Yanbo Lake, even the monks would not dare to come.

"Can you give me two pieces of bait for trial?"

"That's right, if the effect is good, we are definitely willing to buy it."

Jia Ren lived under the shade of a parasol, occasionally picked up some stuffed fruit from his waist, drank a swig, and did not answer.

His mind gradually drifted away with the float on the calm lake.

Jia Ren is not from this world. He is over forty years old and has a net worth of tens of millions. He has lived a semi-retirement life ahead of schedule.In my spare time, I can fish, walk my dog, and raise birds, and my life is full of joy.

The whole life is for living, to be comfortable, why bother to wrong yourself.

Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she was transported to another world, with a person with the same name and surname.

At first, Jia Ren thought he was dreaming, after accepting the memory of the original owner, he had no choice but to accept the reality.

In the past, when reading novels, movies and playing games, I also fantasized about traveling to the world of cultivating immortals to live forever, with a sword at ease in the world, and a three-foot green sword cutting through the injustices of the world.

Dreams are different from reality after all...

Especially after accepting the memory of the original owner, he was at ease, and the figure of the immortal who moved mountains and seas gradually faded away in his heart.

Immortals are immortals, and those who cultivate immortals are those who cultivate immortals. The gap cannot be calculated by reason.

Immortal cultivators who want to become immortals are tantamount to idiots talking in their sleep.

The original owner was a 15-year-old cultivator, and has just turned 15. After [-] years of cultivation, he is worthy of the third level of Qi training.

This has exceeded [-]% of casual cultivators...

The road of practice is as difficult as going up to the blue sky.

The world of cultivating immortals is far more cruel than reality...

Jia Ren's hunting of monsters is extremely dangerous, and several familiar faces will die every few years.

The first thing he did after his rebirth was to quit the hunting team. It was a miracle that he was still alive for three years with his cultivation level.

Change jobs?
Where can a monster hunter who doesn't understand the skills of immortal cultivation such as formations, alchemy, refining weapons, and talisman making, but only half-handed, earn spirit stones?
Hunting monsters has brought him a wealth of knowledge accumulation. With his understanding of the outskirts of the Great Wilderness, Jia Ren found Yanbo Lake.

After a few days of testing, it was confirmed that the shore of Yanbo Lake was safe, and I started a fishing life in advance.

During this period, the bait was continuously improved, and more and more fish were caught.

Even though it is an unqualified spirit fish, it can't stand a large number. With a stable daily catch, the income is not inferior to hunting low-level monsters.

The competition among casual cultivators was too fierce, and the good times didn't last long.Since he sold the spirit fish he caught in Dahuangfang City, he attracted followers the next day.

The casual cultivators, like flies smelling of meat, all came to share a piece of the pie.

On the third day alone, more than 30 casual practitioners gathered in Yanbo Lake.

This is too curly...

"It is necessary to change the way of earning spirit stones."

The monks are a mixed bag, and their fishing skills and bait are not good.Jia Ren's daily catches are astonishing, which is sure to attract envy.

In the world of cultivating immortals, killing and seizing treasures is commonplace.

Yanbo Lake is located on the edge of the wilderness, unlike Fang City, there is no guarantee of safety.

Absorbing the memories of the original owner, the combined life experience of the two lifetimes has more than 70 years, and has always been unafraid to speculate on people's hearts with the worst malice.

"There are more people fishing, and it is more profitable to sell bait."

"It's even safer."

It is not necessarily miners who make money from panning for gold, but those who sell shovels.

Relying on high-quality bait, it is not difficult to earn spirit stones from anglers.

"A fish is hooked!"

Jia Ren changed his sitting posture, kept the fishing rod level, and lightly shook the tail of the fishing rod to ensure that the fish was deeply hooked by the hook to avoid the possibility of decoupling.

The water on the lake was churning, causing Jia Ren to stagger.He quickly used his spiritual power to stabilize his body, and his feet were rooted in the ground to avoid being dragged into the misty lake.

Big fish!

Jia Ren let go of the fishing line, the enemy advances and the enemy retreats, the enemy retreats and the enemy disturbs, and starts to walk the fish.

"Is there a big stock?"

The casual cultivators who were still fishing put down their fishing gear and gathered around one after another. More than 30 pairs of eyes looked at the lake.

The water was churning, and a big blue fish more than three feet long could be vaguely seen rolling.

"First grade spirit fish! Sapphire carp!"

"A sapphire carp that is more than three feet long weighs at least six catties, and three spirit stones!"

Everyone cast envious and jealous eyes, and their eyes on Yanbo Lake became more and more hot.

After gliding the fish until he lost his strength, Jia Ren resolutely closed the shot, and a sapphire-colored carp landed and rolled in the mud and grass on the bank.

Jia Ren took out the black-toothed sword, a low-grade magic weapon, from the storage bag, and knocked the sapphire carp unconscious with the spine of the sword.

The price of live fish is higher, and the price of dead fish will drop.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for catching the sapphire carp!"

Three spirit stones are a lot of money, which is enviable, and casual cultivators want to fish and earn spirit stones from Yanbo Lake more and more.

"With the blessings of fellow daoists, I will give each fellow daoist a piece of bait."

Jia Ren did not forget the idea of ​​selling bait, and took the opportunity to distribute more than 30 pieces of bait for trial use to gain fame.

"Fellow daoists are very generous!"

"Let's also try the bait that can catch sapphire carp."

Those who see have a share, make a good relationship, and avoid people who are jealous and do unwise things.

"Farewell fellow Taoists, if you want to buy bait in the future, you can find me in Fangshi, West District."

Without waiting for the casual cultivator to reply, he walked against the wind and left in the air.

(End of this chapter)