"Hey! I've been hooked..."

On the edge of Duobao Pond, Zuo Lingquan and the other two sat side by side, holding fishing rods in their hands. Not long after they threw them into the pool, the fishing rod in Xie Qiutao's hand moved.

Zuo Lingquan doesn't know how to fish, so he helped him pull up the fishing rod when he saw this.

Tuanzi felt so distressed when he saw a handful of dried fish feeding the fish. He was naturally excited when a fool fish took the bait. He lay on the edge of the pool and looked down, opening his mouth, looking anxiously like "Come to the bird's beak".

I don’t know if the Tuanzi’s deterrence is too strong, but before Xie Qiutao pulled out the things in the water, he found that the fishing rod was empty, and he ran away.

She was anxious in her big eyes, and quickly took the dumpling back and said:

"You are swaying, how dare you come up? Look, you ran away."

"grumble……"

Tuanzi was innocent, but she couldn't defend herself, so she could only retreat into Tang Jingyan's arms and waited eagerly.

Xie Qiutao threw the rod again. After waiting for a while, the fishing rod moved again. After warning the dumpling not to move, he skillfully pulled it up and it was a little green turtle, the size of a baby's fist, and the appearance was not very good.

Xie Qiutao was a little disappointed and put the little turtle back into the water. Seeing Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingwen looking at her unexpectedly, there was no movement in the fishing rod in his hand, he leaned closer and explained in a low voice:

"Don't worry, spirit beasts are smart. No matter how good the bait is, the chance of being deceived is very low. I am different from humans. I am born close to turtles. I have been attracted to turtles since I was a child and inject true energy into the fishing line to let the turtles sense that turtles will most likely run to me."

Zuo Lingquan knew that Xie Qiutao and the turtle were close to each other because of the Xuanwu bloodline. Hearing this statement, he thought for a while and felt that he was carrying the bloodline of the Sea King and should be able to attract spiritual beasts of the dragon, so he tried to inject true energy into the fishing line.

The beasts of the dragons in the world are all about practicing dragons, while the Dragon King Water Spirit is the best opportunity for water beasts to find. The breath of the Dragon King Water Spirit is indeed very attractive to the beasts in the sea.

After Zuo Lingquan tried for a while, he found that the fishing rod began to move.

However, there are too many animals in the genus Dragon. All scale-type creatures are basically related to the dragon, and they are nothing more than the difference between the distance and the distance of the bloodline.

Zuo Lingquan raised his rod and pulled it up and saw that it was a fat carp. It couldn't even name it. It was a little rarer than an ordinary carp, but it was still far from the threshold of the spirit beast, so he put it back into the water.

Tang Jingwen saw that the two of them began to enter the state, and kept running, and his heart was itchy, and he also injected his true energy, trying to use his own breath to rare spiritual beasts.

result……

It's better not to mention it.

The Vermilion Bird is the God of Fire. Some phoenixes even feed on dragons and snakes. For example, dumplings like to eat fish.

Tang Jingyan just tried it and scared away half of the water beasts that had finally made her gather, causing her to stop and sit beside her and watch.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao are both water-friendly and have special natals. Fishing in the pool feels like cheating. They never stop lifting the rod. Although they can't catch any fairy beasts, the process of opening a blind box is also quite satisfying.

Zuo Lingquan just thought it was a leisurely and elegant atmosphere. He had a lot of fun competing with Xie Qiutao, but as time went by, the atmosphere in most of the pool gradually changed a little.

There are nearly a thousand people up and down from the three-story round building, and half of them are obsessed with this. They know how difficult it is to get a rod from Duobao Lake. They can catch a fish, shrimp, turtle and crab that can make a small profit, even if they are lucky.

I was not lucky, so it was not uncommon to sit all night. Before leaving, I took a few sips of water from the pond and drank it as if I was thirsty.

The three male and female monks sitting in a remote place were talking and laughing and catching up. In less than half an hour, they got up more than ten rods. Although they didn't catch anything good, the frequency continued, and it would be a matter of time before a few real spirit beasts were released.

Seeing this scene, most of the countless monks in the pool are naturally jealous, but according to the rules, others will use their own treasures to make nests and connect the bars. They will most likely not be able to rob the other party and will easily cause trouble. So they can only look at them and secretly scold themselves for being blind. They don’t see this good position today.

Because the frequency of the rod is too fast and it is almost unstoppable, even the owner of Duobaotan was alarmed.

On the third floor of the round building, there is a tea room. Chen Wanning, the owner of Duobaotan, sat next to the chess case, holding Bai Zi in his hand and carefully pondering the chess game.

Opposite Chen Wanning, there was a man in a brocade robe. He was tall but quite literary. He was the deacon of the Eight-Armed Xuanmen, who traveled back and forth between the sect and Thunder Cliff to handle diplomatic affairs of the sect.

In terms of status, Bao Xiangyang is much higher than Chen Wanning, who came from a noble family, but both of them love to play chess and will sit in Duobaotan every time.

Chen Wanning was secretly planning how to kill the other party's big dragon. Steps sounded at the door, and the manager in the building spoke outside:

"The boss, there are two guests below, and there are more than ten rods in less than half an hour. Should the boss go down and take a look?"

Chen Wanning has been rooted in Thunder Cliff for countless years. He has seen all kinds of scenes. He did not raise his eyebrows and responded:

"I guess I have the opportunity related to the water of the Five Elements. Don't interfere. Open the door to do business and be honest. Let them take as much as they can."

When Bao Xiangyang heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother Chen is so arrogant, aren't you afraid of capsizing in the gutter and being plundered to the family?"

Chen Wanning shook his head and sighed: "There is no businessman. I will let three carp in today. He can take them all away. I have to thank him. If this matter is spread, I can at least talk about it for decades."

Bao Xiangyang was stunned and raised his hand and pointed: "Okay, Chen Wanning, no wonder the business is so big..."

...

The two of them had only a few words to talk, and the deacon outside the door walked back:

"The boss, Mr. Han seems unhappy."

When Chen Wanyou heard this, he raised his head. After all, opening the door to do business and treating wealthy customers badly is equivalent to cutting off his own financial path.

Moreover, Han Chupeng, the nephew of Han Song, the elder of Luojian Mountain, can no longer be described as a rich man. His family's great business can withstand the torture and is completely the God of Wealth. He came here and burned at least ten thousand white jade beads, and he was also very addicted to food. Over the past few decades, he gave Chen Wanyou almost for free. He moved Chen Wanyou to set up a private private room in the best location in the building, and only hosted Han Da God of Wealth. Other sect leaders and elders did not allow him to go in when they came.

Hearing that the God of Wealth was dissatisfied, Chen Wanyou thought about it and said "sorry", put down the chess piece and stood up, wanting to entertain him, but when he walked to the fence outside the room, he found that Han Chupeng's personal guard Zou Shizong had already gone downstairs and came to the secluded corner by the deep pool...—

"Yo Yoyo, moved again..."

"Look at what it is? Alas, why is the things today so bad? I didn't even see a silver carp after dozens of shots..."

...

In Duobao Pond, the atmosphere became quiet for a moment and then became lively again.

After all, the young man in black robe and the girl with round faces sitting next to the pool were very lucky. The frequency of lifting the rod was very fast, but the good things were not successful. After dozens of shots, they didn't turn the book back.

Many of the people around were jealous, but after waiting for a long time, they became anxious. Many people started talking, waiting for the two of them to catch up, so they had nothing to do, which made everyone seriously jealous.

Before he knew it, the corner where Zuo Lingquan was located became the focus of the entire Duobao Pond. The monks up and down the round building focused on the two ordinary fishing rods, and even the elegant room on the third floor kept sprinkling immortal money into the pool without paying attention.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged by the pool. At first, he felt that he was lucky, but slowly he realized something was wrong. He knew that Duobaotan was not a good place and could not do business at a loss, but his heart was too dark.

He and Xie Qiutao, who rely on their natal talent to take advantage of their skills, did not catch a spirit beast for most of the day. If it were an ordinary person, could they catch something?

Zuo Lingquan's purpose is not to get rich overnight. Since he can't catch good things, he wants to see how dark Duobao Tanxin is. It is to help many fellow Taoists test the probability of shipment.

But when Zuo Lingquan was fishing seriously, the monk watching the left side of the pool suddenly lowered his voice.

Zuo Lingquan felt something, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a figure walking out of the round building.

The figure was wearing martial arts uniforms, with a black-scattered sword on his back, and his eyes were bright and bright. It was the guard of the immortal family who had just scattered money to make a nest on the third floor.

The monks sitting by the pool were not very high in realm. Most of them knew this person, and when they saw this, they quickly made way.

The other monks on and off Duobao Pond also noticed something strange, and stopped speaking, looking at the sword-carrying guard and walking towards the location where Zuo Lingquan was.

Step on

The footsteps are not obvious, but they are clearly visible in Duobao Pond.

Tang Jingwen pulled Zuo Lingquan's sleeve; Xie Qiutao frowned and looked up and down:

“The brand of Luojianshan.”

Zuo Lingquan held the fishing rod in his left hand, glanced slightly, and then continued to look at the pool, as if he didn't see this person at all.

The guard with a sword on his back walked with his hands on his back and came to the vicinity of the three of them. Seeing Zuo Lingquan's head not turning, he narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Zou Shiying, Luojianshan. My young master likes this place. Please ask the three of you to spend the space."

After the words, he waved his palm lightly, threw out twenty gold wisps and arranged them on the tea table.

Everyone around was not surprised by this scene. People who often came here know that Han Da God of Wealth was obsessed with this. Sometimes they were really lucky and would buy other people to change their positions.

Twenty gold thruths are several times the ticket price, which is basically equivalent to free money. Even those with strong luck are reluctant to leave. Seeing the Luojian Mountain brand, they will suppress their mood and get up and move out of the way. After all, no one wants to cause trouble in the path of cultivation, especially those who cannot afford to offend the children of the immortal family.

But there are always exceptions in everything.

Zou Shiying was waiting for the three of them to get up next to him. The young swordsman in charge didn't even look at the gods on the table, but he just replied indifferently:

"Shi Zhengwang, please find someone else."

“…”

As soon as this statement came out, Duobao Pond became quiet.

The monks nearby probably thought that the fishing friend who was born two times did not know Mr. Han. Seeing that the two of them had no signs of the sect, they seemed to be wandering here, they turned their eyes secretly.

To put it bluntly, the path to practice is where the strong prey on the weak. Don’t wink when it’s time to give face. When the fairy market comes out, it’s not someone who gives you money for the gods.

If you can save your life, you have to praise "famous and upright sects who follow the rules" and slaughter them directly in the wilderness. Who in this world will care about the life and death of a few casual cultivators?

Even if there are children of the sect, how many sects in the world can suppress Luojianshan, a wealthy family that has been passed down from ancient times to the present?

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how down and out, the sects that can be suppressed can count with a few hands. Killing people from ordinary sects will still kill them in vain.

Duobaotan is a place where business is done, and he didn't want to make a mistake. As soon as Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, the nearby manager secretly thought something was wrong and hurried forward and said:

"Zou Xianchang, our boss recently got an old turtle and was about to let Mr. Han take the palm of his eyes..."

The reason why he advised Zou Shizong was that the manager saw that the black-robed swordsman who was not moved was a naughty man. He advised him to move, but the matter would only get bigger and bigger.

But Zou Shizong did not mean to go down the steps with the flow. He raised his hand to stop the deacon's words. Looking at Zuo Lingquan who had not turned his head, his voice was slightly cold:

"Depending on your age, since you are all people who practice swordsmanship, I would like to mention you. There are many people with talent and high-level skills in the cultivation path, but those who can keep walking are all those with long eyes. If you can't see the situation clearly, you will die on the road sooner or later. My young master has fallen in love with this place. Now you get up with the money. If you just now, I will only think that you are young and frivolous, otherwise I will not be able to say good things to you."

The manager laughed and said, "Oh, they are all fishing friends who come here to play, why bother saying these disappointing words? This young master, why not arrange a private room for you and prepare some good tea..."

Before he finished speaking, the black-robed swordsman sitting by the pool turned his head and looked contemptuous:

"If you can't speak, let your master come out and give me a wink. You are not worthy."
To be continued...