Chapter 987 The spiritual tide of Zhenhe River in Zeshui Palace
"The second thick earth palace light group reward in the Eighth Layer Palace is the Five Directions Divine Sand."
Lu Xuan looked at the shining divine sand in front of him, feeling happy in his heart.
"Two of the eight rare treasures have been collected so far. In the future, we will use the sacred wood green pot to ripen them. We can shorten the time and strive to refine this incomplete cave as soon as possible."
He thought secretly in his heart.
After harvesting the Houtu Palace, Lu Xuan stayed in the incomplete cave to cultivate those high-level spiritual plants and practice the "Shenxiao Zhenfa", small movement technique and other magical powers and secrets.
January passed in the blink of an eye.
The many spiritual plants in the cave are growing quite well under his careful care.
Lu Xuan stopped in front of a green tea tree seedling. The branches and leaves of the seedling were like light green glass, with a clear glow flowing on the surface, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility when approaching.
"The only sixth-grade spiritual plant in the incomplete cave, the Ming Miao Shen Yang Tea, has only been planted for a few years, but its growth rate is no less than that of the other seventh-grade spiritual plants."
He controlled the pure and rich spiritual energy around the spiritual field to gather together, and with a thought, it turned into strands of spiritual rain and fell on the tea tree seedlings, nourishing it to its heart's content.
"The third level of the Eighth Level Palace is already showing signs of growing."
After cultivating the magical nourishing tea, Lu Xuan came to the Eight-Egg Palace.
Between the shadows of the two spiritual flowers, there is a piece of light black water mist. In the water mist, it seems that endless vitality has condensed together, forming a small bud the size of a fingernail.
There is a faint sound of gurgling water inside the flower buds, and the water vapor seems to moisturize everything.
Lu Xuan's mind was focused on the little flower bud, and thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.
[The eighth-level palace, a seventh-level spiritual plant, was nurtured by the original aura of the cave. It has grown to the third-level Zeshui Palace. It needs to be nourished by higher-grade spiritual soil and treasures containing pure and rich water essence, thereby promoting the growth of spiritual flowers. Turn real. 】
"It's indeed the third level."
"Zeshui Palace... you can try to collect high-level water treasures that can nourish spiritual plants."
Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.
The Eightfold Palace is planted in the sixth-grade Genkunwu soil, which has sufficient fertility, so there is no need to worry about the spiritual soil.
He then traveled around the Broken Cave Sky to inspect other high-level spiritual plants.
After nurturing them one by one, he looked up at the fog in the sky, and his eyes seemed to fall on the distant Qianbaozhen River.
"It's time to catch some spiritual fish."
With the special ability to observe the characteristics and status of spiritual fish, Lu Xuan can place bait in a targeted manner, and he can also seize the most precise timing to fish the spiritual fish from the depths of the real river.
This allowed him to catch a large number of high-level spiritual fish from the huge and mysterious Qianbaozhen River.
For a fisherman, there is an ultimate sense of satisfaction when pulling rare and rare spiritual fish out of the water. As for the value of the spiritual fish itself, it is not the most important thing.
Thinking of this, Lu Xuan felt his hands itching more and more. He immediately quietly came out of the incomplete cave and drove the giant sword boat to the Qianbaozhen River quickly.
The giant sword boat was incredibly fast and soon took him to the area where he had fished before.
Lu Xuan put away the giant sword boat in advance and flew to the edge of the Zhen River.
The corners of his mouth raised as his spiritual consciousness swept over him.
"That Fellow Taoist Stone is actually still fishing on the river bank."
A few miles away, he found Shi Zichen, a late-stage alchemy monk with whom he had gone fishing several times.
Compared with the last time they met, Shi Zichen had no significant changes, but was a little more weathered. His eyes were red, staring at the dark water, without any reaction to Lu Xuan's exploration.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I haven't seen you for several years. How are you doing?"
Lu Xuan came near Shi Zichen, saw him turning his head and looked at him, and greeted him with a smile.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lu."
Shi Zichen forced out a smile and said in a hoarse voice.
"How was the harvest?"
Lu Xuan asked with a smile. "I caught a dark fish half a year ago, and I passed by an unknown species of spiritual fish two months ago."
"At that time, the spiritual fish weighing several thousand kilograms was almost caught. Unfortunately, it was too strong and the quality of the fishing line was not good, so it broke free."
"I was so angry that I went straight to the fish shop owner who sold me the fishing line to argue with me."
Shi Zichen sighed.
"Based on my guess, it is estimated to be more than a few thousand kilograms, and it is very likely to be more than ten thousand kilograms."
He said with regret.
"When we meet next time, the uncaught spiritual fish will probably weigh 20,000 kilograms."
Lu Xuan secretly complained.
"That's really a pity."
He comforted the other party, walked several hundred feet down the river bank, found a suitable place, and started fishing.
Half a month later, Lu Xuan suddenly raised the black jade spiritual rod in his hand, and a giant fish was pulled out from the depths of the river. A huge force came from the end of the ice silkworm fishing line.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, are you blessed with deep luck or have special means? Not long after you came here, you caught a fourth-grade spiritual fish."
Shi Zichen, who noticed the movement here, flashed over in an instant, his eyes full of envy.
"There are no special methods. It's just that the aura of being a newbie hasn't faded yet."
Lu Xuan said with a smile.
I am a real person who has lived for thousands of years, so it is normal for my novice phase to last longer, right?
“…”
Shi Zichen was silent for a while. Although he knew that Lu Xuan was talking nonsense, he didn't ask too much.
After all, being able to catch spiritual fish frequently is Lu Xuan's personal skill. If he inquires too much, he will easily make the other party unhappy.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Lu, I haven't seen you in the past few years, but are you fishing for spiritual fish elsewhere in the Zhen River?"
Shi Zichen suddenly remembered something and asked aloud.
"No, fishing for spiritual fish is just a small hobby of Lu's. It is mainly focused on spiritual practice."
Lu Xuan said half-truthfully.
"That's right. Fellow Daoist Lu has already reached the late stage of pill formation at a young age. There is hope for Nascent Soul. There is no need to waste time fishing for spiritual fish like me."
"Since Fellow Daoist Lu has not been to Qianbao Zhenhe for several years, there is one thing that Fellow Daoist may not know yet."
"Oh? What's the good thing?"
Lu Xuan asked curiously.
"In three months, a spiritual tide will erupt from the Qianbaozhen River."
"By then, a large number of rare spiritual fish will appear in certain areas of the Zhen River, and there will even be high-level treasures."
"Where did those sudden bursts of spiritual fish and treasures come from?"
Lu Xuan looked puzzled.
"When the spiritual tide broke out, an undercurrent surged deep in the Zhen River. Many spiritual fish followed the instinct and followed the current, and suddenly became active."
"As for the treasures, the True River of Thousand Treasures stretches across multiple realms and stretches for more than hundreds of millions of miles. It has produced countless treasures of heaven and earth, and there are also treasures from countless monks that have been washed by the water of the True River and left behind in the True River. deep."
"You have to know that every year, countless high-level monks die in the void cracks and flow into the Zhen River in some unknown way. The accumulation over a long period of time is extremely impressive."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist Shi, for clearing up the confusion. Lu will stay a little longer and try your luck when the spiritual tide breaks out."
Lu Xuan said with a smile.
(End of chapter)