You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 987: Zeshui Palace True River Spiritual Tide
"The reward for the light ball of the second thick earth palace in the Eightfold Palace is the Five-sided Divine Sand."

Lu Xuan looked at the brilliant magical sand in front of him and felt happy.

"Of the eight rare treasures, two have been collected so far. I will use the Divine Wood Green Pot to ripen them later, which can shorten the time and strive to refine this incomplete cave as soon as possible."

He thought secretly in his heart.

After harvesting the Thick Earth Palace, Lu Xuan stayed in the incomplete cave, cultivating those high-level spiritual plants and practicing magical skills such as "Shenxiao True Method" and the Small Teleportation Technique.

January passed in the blink of an eye.

Under his careful care, the many spiritual plants in the cave grew quite well.

Lu Xuan stopped in front of a young green tea tree. The branches and leaves of the seedling were like light green glass, with a clear light 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 Spiritual Tea for Nourishing Spirits, has only been planted for a few years, but its growth rate is no less than those of the other seventh-grade spiritual plants."

He controlled the pure and rich spiritual energy around the spiritual field and gathered it together. With a thought, it turned into strands of spiritual rain that fell on the tea seedlings, nourishing them to their heart's content.

"The third level of the Eightfold Palace has already shown signs of growth."

After cultivating the miraculous nourishing tea, Lu Xuan came to the Eight Palaces.

Between the two spiritual flower shadows, there was a light black mist. Endless vitality seemed to condense together in the mist to form a small flower bud the size of a fingernail.

The sound of gurgling water could be faintly heard from the flower bud, and the water vapor was thick, as if it could nourish all things.

Lu Xuan's mind was focused on the small flower bud, and immediately an idea came to his mind.

[Eighth Palace, seventh-grade spiritual plant, nurtured by the original breath of the cave, has grown to the third-level water palace, and needs to be nourished by the best spiritual soil and treasures containing pure and rich water elemental breath, so as to promote the growth of spiritual flowers and turn from virtual to real. ]

"As expected, we have reached 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 is sufficiently fertile and there is no need to worry about the spiritual soil.

He then shuttled around the incomplete cave, checking out other high-level spiritual plants.

After cultivating them one by one, he looked up at the fog in the sky, and his sight seemed to fall on the distant Qianbaozhen River.

"Time to go fishing for some spirit fish."

With the special ability to observe the characteristics and status of spirit fish, Lu Xuan can arrange baits in a targeted manner, and can also grasp the most precise moment to fish spirit fish out from the depths of the Zhen River.

This enabled him to catch a large number of high-level spirit fish from the huge and mysterious Qianbao River.

For a fisherman, there is an ultimate sense of satisfaction when pulling rare and precious fish out of the water. As for the value of the fish itself, it is not the most important thing.

When Lu Xuan thought of this, he felt more and more itchy. He immediately came out of the incomplete cave quietly and drove the giant sword boat to the Qianbao River at a high speed.

The giant sword boat was incredibly fast and soon brought 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.

As his spiritual sense swept over, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"That Daoist friend Shi is still fishing on the river bank."

A few miles away, he found Shi Zichen, the late Jindan cultivator with whom he had gone fishing several times.

Compared with the last time they met, there was no significant change in Shi Zichen, except that he looked more haggard. His eyes were red as he stared at the dark water surface, and he did not respond to Lu Xuan's investigation at all.

"Friend Shi, I haven't seen you for a few years. How have you been lately?"

Lu Xuan came near Shi Zichen, saw him turning his head to look at him, and greeted him with a smile.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lu."

Shi Zichen forced a smile and said in a hoarse voice.

"It's not good or bad, I just stay here and fish for spirit fish."

"How was the harvest?"

Lu Xuan asked with a smile. "I caught a dark fish half a year ago, and I passed by a spirit fish of unknown species two months ago."

"The thousand-pound spirit fish was almost caught, but unfortunately it was too strong and 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 him."

Shi Zichen sighed.

"According to my guess, it is estimated to be more than several thousand kilograms, and it is very likely to be more than ten thousand kilograms."

He said with a look of regret.

"When we meet next time, the spiritual fish that we didn't catch will probably be 20,000 kilograms."

Lu Xuan secretly complained.

"That's really a pity."

He comforted the other person, walked down the river bank for several hundred feet, found a suitable place, and started fishing.

Half a month later, Lu Xuan suddenly lifted the black jade spirit pole in his hand, and a giant fish was pulled out from the depths of the river. A tremendous force came from one end of the ice silkworm fishing line.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, are you blessed or do you have some special means? You have caught a fourth-grade spiritual fish not long after you came here."

Shi Zichen, who noticed the movement here, flashed over in an instant, his eyes full of envy.

"There's no special means. It's just that the aura of a novice hasn't faded yet."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

For a Jindan Zhenren with a lifespan of a thousand years, it’s normal for the novice period to last a little longer, right?

"..."

Shi Zichen was silent for a while. Although he knew that Lu Xuan was talking nonsense, he did not ask too many questions.

After all, being able to catch spiritual fish frequently is Lu Xuan's personal ability. If he asks too much, it will easily make the other party unhappy.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Lu, I haven't seen you in the past few years. Are you fishing for spiritual fish somewhere else in the True River?"

Shi Zichen suddenly remembered something and asked.

"No, fishing for spiritual fish is just a little hobby of Lu. My main focus is on cultivation."

Lu Xuan said half-truthfully.

"That's right. Fellow Daoist Lu is already at the late Jindan stage at such a young age, and has a good chance of becoming a Yuanying. There's no need for him to waste his time fishing for spirit fish like me."

"Since Fellow Daoist Lu has not been to Qianbao True River for several years, there is one thing that Fellow Daoist may not know yet."

"Oh? What's good?"

Lu Xuan asked curiously.

"In another three months, a spiritual tide will erupt from the Qianbao True River."

“By then, a large number of rare spiritual fish and even high-level treasures will appear in certain areas of the True River.”

"Where did those sudden bursts of spiritual fish and treasures come from?"

Lu Xuan looked puzzled.

"When the spiritual tide erupted, the deep undercurrent of the True River surged, and many spiritual fish followed their instincts and went with the flow, becoming active all of a sudden."

“As for treasures, the Thousand Treasures River stretches across multiple realms, stretching for more than billions of miles. It has produced countless natural treasures, as well as countless treasures from cultivators, which have been washed away by the water of the river and left in the depths of the river.”

"You know, every year, countless high-level monks die in void cracks and flow into the True River in some unknown way. If accumulated over a long period of time, it is also very considerable."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shi, for clearing up my doubts. I will stay for a while longer and try my luck when the spiritual tide erupts."

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)