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

Chapter 139: Being chased by Jindan, Tianshifang (Request for subscription, request for support)
"Brush~"

In the nameless mountains, suddenly, a ray of blood flashed from the horizon.

"Pfft~"

As soon as he landed, Jiang Chuan spat out a mouthful of blood.

"MD!"

Looking back, Jiang Chuan was still frightened.

"Shameless! Jindan sneak attacked me when I was at the foundation-building stage!" Jiang Chuan gritted his teeth. Fortunately, he was alert and had the Blood Escape Talisman in his hand in advance. After noticing the abnormality, he activated the Blood Escape Talisman immediately.

But even so, Jiang Chuan was still hurt by her.

The entire left arm hung limply. This was a real injury, with all the bones inside cracked.

It wasn't a solid hit, just a slight touch, but even so, Jiang Chuan, a physical cultivator, was beaten like this.

I can only say that the golden elixir is truly terrifying.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Chuan moved his mind and the old turtle appeared beside him.

"Ah! Master, what's wrong with you?" The old turtle shouted as soon as he came out.

“I provoked the Jindan, so I used the Blood Escape Talisman.

"Okay, no more talking, take me underground." Jiang Chuan jumped directly onto the turtle's back, which was already as big as a round table.

The blood escape talisman can only travel a hundred miles in an instant.

Jiang Chuan was worried that the other party would catch up with him.

Of course, Jiang Chuan never thought about continuing to run.

The speed of foundation building is definitely much slower than that of golden elixir. Flying in the sky or running on the ground is not as safe as hiding.

Jiang Chuan knows the art of concealing his breath. He just needs to burrow into the ground, find a place to stay, and after concealing his breath, the golden elixir will never be able to find Jiang Chuan unless it really turns over the area of ​​hundreds of miles.

"Okay!" The old turtle shuddered, and the next second his demonic power was activated, taking Jiangchuan with him and sinking underground.

Earth-walking technique.

Jiang Chuan had always thought that this spell was pretty useless, so when he went to the Transmission Tower to choose spells, he picked six, but did not look at this spell.

But after this time, Jiangchuan plans to find the market to buy this spell and learn it.

Under certain conditions, this spell is quite useful.

Soon, Jiangchuan was taken underground by the old turtle.

After sneaking underground for several hundred meters in a random direction, Jiang Chuan used his portable space to collect the soil within two meters around him.

By the way, the old turtle was also taken in.

The old turtle will not hold its breath. If it stays here, it will be a big light bulb.

"Whoo~"

Finally, everything was done and Jiangchuan sat cross-legged and took a deep breath.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to take healing pills to heal his wounds.

"Master, how did you offend Jindan?"

Deep in his heart, the old turtle who had already entered the portable space raised a question.

"Oh! Bad luck!"

Jiang Chuan's voice rang out in the portable space.

Now part of Jiangchuan's thoughts has also entered the portable space.

As you can see, the portable space has become much larger now.

The original portable space was one thousand meters long, wide and high each. The lake was about five hundred meters deep. The island in the middle of the lake stood up from the water like a pillar of several dozen square meters, only slightly higher than the water surface.

But now, the entire portable space has turned into a sphere.

In the middle is an island in the lake with a radius of 100 meters.

With the island in the middle of the lake as the center, the surrounding water surface is almost one thousand meters.

The entire portable space has more than doubled in size.

The most important thing is aura.

Originally, the concentration of spiritual energy in the portable space was similar to that in the mortal world, but after this evolution, the concentration of spiritual energy here is comparable to that of low-grade spiritual veins.

This is what surprised Jiang Chuan the most.

You should know that in order to grow his thousand-year-old blood ginseng, Jiang Chuan not only kept it in the spiritual soil dug from the secret realm, but after leaving the secret realm, Jiang Chuan also buried a lot of spiritual stones in the soil.

But this was only a stopgap measure after all. During the two months that Jiang Chuan was in seclusion, he was negligent and failed to bury the spiritual stones in the spiritual soil in time, causing the ten thousand year old blood ginseng to become rotten. In the end, Jiang Chuan was forced to seal it again with a jade box stuffed with spiritual soil and medium-grade spiritual stones.

In this way, the surrounding space will not compete with it for spiritual energy, which can greatly reduce Jiangchuan's consumption of spiritual stones.

But now after the evolution, the portable space gave Jiangchuan a surprise.

Although the spiritual energy concentration of the low-grade spiritual vein is still poor for the ten thousand year old blood ginseng, with this concentration of spiritual energy, it will definitely not be like last time, where it would be like a frost-bitten eggplant if it didn't pay attention to replenishing the spiritual stones.

Now, this guy is taking root obediently on the island in the middle of the lake. The branches and leaves exposed above the soil are as red as blood, and it looks in good condition.

Jiang Chuan's mind was focused on chatting with the old turtle in the portable space. Suddenly, all of a sudden, his mind withdrew.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan sensed without any perception that there was a very obvious fluctuation of magical power coming here from the sky.

The Jindan cultivator did not hide anything at all and just arrogantly stopped at the place where Jiang Chuan had been before.

Jiang Chuan vomited blood at that location. Not to mention the bloodstains, the scent left behind was very obvious.

But now Jiang Chuan is not worried at all that she can find him.

Unless she has some kind of spiritual connection with me like the old turtle, or she is very good at divination.

But Jiang Chuan definitely wouldn't think so.

I didn't do anything. I tried to fish but didn't catch any. I just looked at the woman and she was just wearing a bellyband.

First, no piece of meat was missing, and second, nothing happened.

Not only was she chasing him now, she also used divination, a spell that would consume her own luck and vitality. This Jindan cultivator must be crazy. Obviously, this Jindan cultivator outside should be narrow-minded, but she is definitely not crazy, or she doesn't know any divination at all.

So even though she stayed at this location for a while and her spiritual sense explored the surroundings, she could only leave here unwillingly in the end.

Of course, Jiang Chuan didn't go out, and he still didn't heal his wounds.

Jiangchuan doesn't need anyone to teach him how to use a counter-attack.

Although it seems that there is nothing abnormal now, Jiang Chuan's injury will not get worse if he sits here.

He has time to waste.

Time passed slowly. To be on the safe side, Jiang Chuan stayed in the cave he had dug out underground for a full day and night. Only then did he quietly release the old turtle and let him take him away underground using the earth-walking technique.

"MD, I've got this in mind. When I improve my skills, I will definitely strip you of your clothes and make you dance in front of me~"

After being led out of the underground by the old turtle several dozen miles away from the hiding place, Jiang Chuan turned back and muttered something unwillingly.

Jiang Chuan stuffed a pill into his mouth, and only now did he dare to heal his wounds.

It’s really helpless to say.

It has been so many days since he left the sect and he has traveled such a long way, but Jiang Chuan has tried to find a place to fish several times but has not caught any spirit fish, not even a first-level demon fish.

This also meant that he had no fish pills in stock when he wanted to use them to recover from his injuries.

"Master, shall we continue in this direction?"

Jiang Chuan needed to recover from his injuries, so he didn't get off the old turtle and continued to sit on its back.

"Well, let's go!"

Jiang Chuan closed his eyes and began to dissolve the effects of the medicine.

Time passed slowly, and when night fell again, Jiang Chuan put the old turtle into his personal space, and flew towards the south on his flying sword.

Along the way, he would occasionally meet some monks and communicate with them, asking where the nearest market is, and go in to stroll around and collect information.

And now he was heading towards another market town, and it was said to be a very large market town, famous far and wide.

After more than half an hour, Jiang Chuan finally arrived.

From a distance, Jiangchuan saw monks riding flying boats or swords coming and going in the sky.

It looks really lively.

This kind of flow of people has never been seen in the market town I visited before.

Rush directly to the formation in front.

This formation is the same as the one in Tianmiao Market, both of which are the kind that can only confuse ordinary mortals.

Of course, it also has some effect on monks.

That is obstructing the view.

“Ji~ji~pa!”

Jiang Chuan was a little dumbfounded when he entered the battle.

He almost thought that he had come to a city-state of ordinary mortals instead of a market town of immortals.

Size is one thing, but the key is how to set off fireworks here?

Jiangchuan has walked so far and has been to three or four market towns, but this is the first time he has seen such a lively scene with people setting off fireworks.

"Senior? Do you need guidance?"

A bamboo leaf flying boat approached, and a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training above it bent down and spoke respectfully.

"Okay! Take me around here!"

There are such people in every market. When they see someone like Jiang Chuan entering the formation and looking around, they will come up and talk to him as if he is here for the first time.

"Senior, follow me!" Upon hearing Jiang Chuan's agreement, the monk's face lit up with joy, and he bent down with a smile to lead the way.

As he spoke, he hurriedly introduced himself: "I am a disciple from the outer sect of Good Luck Building. Senior, are you coming to our Tianshifang to gamble on jade?"

"Let's take a look!" Jiang Chuan said lightly.

Tianshifang, when he knew this place from other markets, he knew that the most famous thing here was gambling on stones, which is also called gambling on jade by the Qi-cultivating monks.

This place is adjacent to the Forbidden Mountains. There is a special mountain nearby that produces a variety of strange rocks.

The jade contained in it is an excellent material for refining equipment, making formation plates, jade talismans and even jade slips.

However, because the stone skin outside the jade can block spiritual consciousness, even Nascent Soul cultivators cannot clearly explore the internal texture before cutting the stones open.

Because of this, gambling on stones has become popular here, and many monks from thousands or tens of thousands of miles away will come here to participate in gambling on stones.

Jiang Chuan had even heard in other markets that someone had cut out thick liquid chalcedony from stone, and just one drop of it could greatly improve a person's cultivation.

Some people also say that ancient magical treasures have been cut out of jade.

Of course, these are just for reference. The probability of cutting a magic treasure out of jade is no different from the probability of a magic treasure falling from the sky and hitting you on the head while you are walking on the road.

"Senior, let's go to the outer city first. We also have a gambling jade shop in the outer city of Tianyun Building. It's right there!"

The monk in front of him raised his hand and pointed to a place in a building ahead.

"Did someone cut something good out of these fireworks?" Jiang Chuan pointed to the location where the fireworks were still being set off.

The monk nodded with a smile on his face: "Yes, after the guests cut out the big things in the stone workshops, the stone workshops will light salutes to celebrate!"

Jiang Chuan nodded.

He knew that this method was a way to celebrate and also to attract others to watch and consume.
"Is there a Wanbao Tower here? Take me to Wanbao Tower first!"

As for gambling on stones, Jiangchuan can take a look at it later and play with it as well, but the most important thing for Jiangchuan now is to go to Wanbao Tower to see if there are any magic weapons such as silk threads.

His Panlong Silk is only a first-grade, low-grade magic weapon, although it seems to be sufficient for now.

But there is no fisherman who only has a fishing line on him.

What's more, this line cuts through water and wind silently and lacks soul. Jiang Chuan has long wanted to find another one.

(End of this chapter)