It's unjust! That fisherman is going through a catastrophe

Chapter 11: Going Down the Mountain, the Fisherman Who Never Comes Empty-Handed

On the top of Piaomiao Peak, Si Yao, dressed in elegant green, seemed to blend into the surrounding peaks.

The mountain breeze blew by, and a strand of long hair fluttered in front of her eyes.

But she turned a deaf ear to it, and just stared quietly at the flying boat that was swaying and flying close to the ground on the mountainside.

Jiang Chuan asked her permission to return to the town to guard it, and said that after his breakthrough, his realm has been stabilized. He also said that he has not been back for nine years and has bought a lot of talismans to protect himself.

All these words forced her to agree.

Although she also wondered if Jiang Chuan was still thinking about fishing, since she didn't allow him to go fishing on the mountain, he now wanted to go down the mountain to fish.

But the thought was fleeting.

She herself thought it was impossible.

Jiangchuan has been in the mountains for nine years and has always left a good impression on her.

She is down-to-earth, intelligent, and has a firm determination to pursue the Tao, although she doesn't know why Jiang Chuan failed to break through the fourth level of Qi training last time.

But now that he has recovered and made a breakthrough, he will definitely know what is more important.

Fishing is not the right way after all. If you can catch a magical fish once, can you catch it every day?
What's more, what would it matter even if I caught it?

Spirit fish can only satisfy the stomach, even if it is of some benefit to spiritual practice, it cannot last long after all.

She believed that she, as a disciple, would not put the cart before the horse.

At this moment Jiang Chuan didn't know that his master was watching him on the top of the mountain.

Because now he doesn't dare to be distracted at all.

It was his first time flying a flying boat, so he had to control it carefully to avoid the boat capsizing and people falling out, which would have been a funny thing.

Even if the fall was not high, he would not be killed, but if he was seriously injured, it would be enough to make him a laughing stock in the entire sect.

While flying, Jiangchuan did not go straight to the gate out of the mountain.

The place where he is flying now is towards the market town.

When a sect disciple goes out on a guard mission for the first time, the sect will provide him with a standard flying boat magic weapon.

It is the one Jiangchuan is standing on now.

These things do not need to be returned, and this is also a benefit that the sect gives to disciples.

But this thing can't be used for traveling after all.

Because with Jiang Chuan's current magic power, he would run out of power after flying only a few dozen miles.

In fact, when the sect gave him this thing, they reminded him that this thing was for them to use after they arrived at the destination.

To put it bluntly, this thing is used to show off.

As for a sect that cultivates immortality, when disciples go out to guard a region, they have a flying boat, which they can use when entering a city or occasionally in front of others to show off the sect's immortal power.

But in fact, if you really want to go to the garrison, the means of transportation still has to be horses.

There is a horse farm near the market.

The horses kept there are specifically for the sect's Qi-training disciples to use when they go out.

After paying a spirit stone and registering some information, Jiang Chuan flew here and came out riding an old horse after a while.

"Hmm? Junior Brother Jiang, why are you riding a horse today? Where's your fishing rod?"

At the gate, the same two disciples from yesterday were still guarding the gate.

In fact, guarding the gate is also the sect’s mission for them, and standing here is also a contribution to the sect.

At this moment, one of them saw Jiang Chuan riding a horse towards him, and was immediately puzzled, then he asked directly with a smile.

"I don't fish anymore. I broke through the fourth level of Qi training and accepted the mission to guard the mountain!" Jiang Chuan explained with a smile.

Obviously, Jiang Chuan's words made the two of them a little confused.

Breakthrough to the fourth level of Qi training?
Weren’t you still a sickly person yesterday?
Is this the effect of the loach yesterday?

But even so, it’s just a breakthrough, right?
Don't you need to consolidate your cultivation and then learn a couple more spells?
Are you going to come down the mountain so rashly and guard an area?
How dare he?

The two had a series of doubts, but Jiang Chuan didn't have time to explain to them now.

Lao Ma carried him all the way forward. When they crossed the bridge over Wenxian River, to be honest, Jiang Chuan really wanted to take out the fishing rod in his personal space and cast a few casts.

But in the end he still resisted the urge. This was right at the mountain gate, if he was seen by other disciples, when he told them to go back to the mountain, he would probably run halfway and the master would fly over and carry him back!

Jiang Chuan took out a simple map from the storage bag, took a look at it and put it away.

Turn the old horse around according to the direction on the map and continue moving forward from the far left side of the fork in the road ahead.

The place he was going to on this trip was called Huailing Pavilion, located on the east side of Tianyun Prefecture, about 170 to 180 kilometers away from Yunyang Sect, with a population of about 20,000.

There is no such thing as a town in this world, but a pavilion is equivalent to a town. A pavilion is composed of multiple villages.

Heishuitan Village, where Jiangchuan was born, is a subordinate village of this pavilion.

He had forty days, one month for the guarding mission, and the sect gave him another ten days for the journey.

Of course, it certainly wouldn't take him ten days to make a round trip.

Although there were few highways these days, he only had an old horse.

But no matter how slow the old horse is, it can still walk dozens of kilometers a day.

He could arrive tomorrow at the latest.

In other words, with these extra days, he can find a place to fish with peace of mind. If the fish are not biting outside, he can come back early and then quietly go to Wenxian River to fish for a few days.

Qianfengling is located about 20 kilometers west of Huailingting.

This place got its name from the many maple trees in the mountains. It is said that fairies used to come here specifically to see the red leaves.

It's just that rumors are definitely not credible.

There are still as many maple trees in Qianfeng Ridge as before, but what this place is most famous for now are the rumors of mountain goblins and monsters and the real bandits and bullies.

Ordinary people who want to go to Qianfeng Ridge will stay at the post station outside the mountain, and will not dare to go up the mountain together until a certain number of people gather.

Today, not long after the team in front had left, an old horse came slowly on the road behind.

Jiang Chuan was riding on the horse, looking a little listless.

He fished all night last night.

After leaving the sect and walking along the road for seventy or eighty kilometers, he stopped by a wild lake.

I made a good fishing spot with some sweet rice, and this morning I caught a few snails from the shore and threw them into the lake in my portable space.

en Fishermen must never return empty-handed.

Although the fishing rod didn't catch any fish, the snails were also produced in this lake.

But, I still feel a little unwilling!

Looking at the size of that wild lake, it's impossible that there isn't a single mature fish in it, right?
He also meditated and practiced by the lake. Although the concentration of spiritual energy was far lower than that of the sect, compared with the outside world, the concentration of spiritual energy by the lake was actually quite acceptable. At least it was no problem for some low-level demon fish to survive.

But he just didn't catch any.

Looking back again, Jiang Chuan made up his mind to fish in this lake for two more days when he came back.

He really couldn't believe that there was not a single spirit fish in such a big wild lake.

However, that was a matter for the future. Seeing a waiter-looking man waving to greet him in front of him, Jiang Chuan stopped his horse immediately.

"Sir, do you want to cross Qianfeng Ridge?" the waiter came forward and asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Jiang Chuan nodded.

As he walked along, he passed by many roadside teahouses and inns, and he had seen the waiter's behavior of soliciting customers many times.

But he never entered any of these stores.

It’s not that I’m not hungry or thirsty, it’s that I don’t need it.

He carried mountain spring water from the sect in his storage bag.

The spring water from the spiritual land tastes much better than the water from this mundane world.

As for eating, he cooked some magical rice and ate a few bites while sitting on horseback.

But obviously, this time is a little different.

"Sir, today's team that is crossing the mountain has already set off half an hour ago. If you come here now, you can only stay here and wait until more people who are crossing the mountain gather in the inn, and then we can set off together tomorrow morning!"

(End of this chapter)