In the glutinous insect sac, a sliver of all kinds of grass with a shape similar to that of a monster shattered silently, turning into a bit of spiritual light and blending into a portion of bait.

Lu Xuan raised the black jade spirit rod in his hand, and a ball of special bait that had just been prepared appeared in his palm, and he hung it on the fish hook.

Then, he returned to his original position with a calm expression.

The Vientiane Grass is very attractive to monsters. The tiger fish likes to swallow various treasures and cannot resist that temptation.

He was confident that he would attract the tiger fish again.

As expected, in less than a day, the black jade spirit rod suddenly dragged down and pulled it off with great force. Lu Xuan couldn't help but stagger.

He quickly looked and held the Mo Yu Spiritual Rod tightly in his palm.

"Is the spirit fish coming again?"

Shi Zichen next to him was already numb, and Lu Xuan's efficiency in fishing for spirit fish was beyond his imagination.

"Well, I hope it's a good spirit fish."

Although Lu Xuan knew that the one he caught was the Chihu fish, he pretended to be completely unaware of it.

With the clamor, a huge spirit fish with a strange shape jumped out of the water of the Yuhei River.

The spirit fish was covered with blue-black scales, with a dragon's head, and four feet on its abdomen, shaped like a tiger's claws. As soon as it appeared, it sprayed dark water flowing towards Lu Xuan.

The water flows and the yin energy is tremendous, as if it comes from the underworld.

Lu Xuanyi was not afraid. The Peacock King Sword in his hand was divided into thousands of different ways. After absorbing many mysterious sword intents, he seemed to directly understand the gloomy water flow, and all the sword energy was blocked, splashing countless water splashes.

"This fellow Taoist fishing skill is really good! The spirit fish can actually keep going!"

"Even if the spiritual tide explodes, the speed of fishing is too fast!"

Several monks next to him saw another spiritual fish on Lu Xuan, and all of them showed envy.

"Wait, is this a rare fifth-grade spirit fish?"

"It's worth at least more than 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the speed of earning spirit stones is too amazing."

Everyone looked at the strange spirit fish controlled by Lu Xuan and sighed.

"This fish is the rumored fifth-grade Chihu fish? It likes to collect all kinds of treasures, also known as treasure swallowing fish. It often contains rare treasures in its belly, and its grade is usually not lower than that of the spirit fish itself."

"At the same time, the spirit fish itself has great value, can increase the strength of the body, and can be refined into pills."

Some monks recognized the origin of this tiger fish with sharp eyes.

"Can fellow Taoist dissect it and let me see it?"

When the monks heard this, they couldn't help but curiosity in their hearts and encouraged them.

"Okay, Lu is just a little interested, so I'll help you all fellow Taoists."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

He took out a sharp flying sword from the storage bag, pressed the struggling tiger fish with one hand, and directly cut its abdomen.

Amid the curious and inquiring eyes, a large bronze lock was taken out.

There is a faint light flowing on the surface of the copper lock, and there are demon patterns embedded inside. There are chains tightly bound on the demon's neck, limbs, chest, etc.

Inferred from the breath revealed by the copper lock, it is likely to be a sixth-grade magic weapon.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, how about buying the copper lock in your hand if you have 180,000 low-grade spirit stones?"

An old man in the late stage of Jiedan shouted.

"I just want to buy a sixth-grade magic weapon for 180,000 yuan. Is this bullying fellow Daoist Lu and not knowing the goods?"

"I am willing to pay 250,000 low-grade spirit stones. Fellow Daoist, the origin of this copper lock is unknown, and I am already very sincere in this price."

Another thin old man in the late stage of Jiedan bid.

"Sorry, it's rare to find a rare treasure. Lu wants to keep it for himself as a souvenir."

Lu Xuan smiled and shook his head. He had some interest in the bronze lock and refused.

Everyone had to give up, and looked at Lu Xuan with envious expressions and then put it into the storage bag.

After learning that a rare fifth-grade tiger fish caught in this area of ​​water, everyone became more interested and all kinds of high-quality baits were sprinkled with spirit stones.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, Lu Xuan and the other monks caught other species of spirit fish, but no second dragon tiger fish appeared.

Lu Xuan was calm and the old god was paying ease to pay attention to the special bait on the fish hook.

"Hmm? Another tiger fish is biting the hook."

A familiar thought emerged in his mind.

Then, wait patiently for the tiger fish to bite the hook.

After a moment, he seized the fleeting opportunity and pulled it hard.

Suddenly, a huge force came from the other end of the black jade spirit rod, and a dragon's head emerged from the water.

"The second tiger fish!!"

"I'm going crazy! For this spiritual tide, I have studied fishing techniques, prepared spiritual rod magic tools, high-quality bait, and years or even ten years of hard work, why can't I catch a high-level spiritual fish?"

A monk murmured to himself, looking at the Chihu fish that was harvested by Lu Xuan, his eyes became a little wrong.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, quickly dissect this tiger fish and see what treasures are in the belly."

"Sorry, there is no time now. After the spiritual tide explosion period is over, I will show it to you fellow Taoists if I have the chance."

Lu Xuan smiled and refused.

With his previous anatomical experience, his curiosity faded a lot. Moreover, he repeatedly dug out rare treasures from the fish's belly, which was too high-profile.

Therefore, in the envious expression of everyone, he directly put the second tiger fish into the gluttonous insect sac.

The glutinous insect sac has been sacrificed and refined into a low-level magic weapon, which can maintain the vitality of the spirit fish and ensure its vitality.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, do you sell the bait in your hand? I can buy one at a high price."

A young monk in the middle stage of Jiedan sent a voice.

He was not the only monk who noticed the abnormality, and then five or six monks asked for the price of bait.

Most of the Vientiane Grass is used to raise the spirit beasts in the cave, and the amount of it left in his hands is not large. In addition, the bait contains the mystery of him catching the tiger fish, so Lu Xuan naturally would not agree.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, how about I buy your fishing spot for 100,000 low-grade spirit stones?"

The young man from Jiedan refused to give up and asked.

In his opinion, the quality of the spirit rod and fish hook in Lu Xuan's hand can only be considered medium and high. The reason why he can catch a series of spirit fish so frequently is either because of the special bait or the excellent luck, and he chose a good position.

"No, the new fishing spot will start from scratch, that will be a bit troublesome."

Lu Xuan passed the voice.

"Fellow Taoist, someone has taken my position before for me, but I have only come here now. Please return it to me now."

"There are 20,000 low-grade spirit stones here, so they are used as a reward for making nests for fellow Taoists. Please be more interested in it."

A fierce voice sounded in the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a tall bald monk slowly walked out.

The monk was two meters tall, his muscles were tangled and his face was covered with flesh, and two thick black arms were born under his ribs.

"First come first served, fellow Taoist will change his seat yourself."

Lu Xuan smiled indifferently.

Two rare fifth-grade Chihu fish, plus many other species of spirit fish, have finally made people feel greedy in their hearts after taking turns.
Chapter completed!