Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 88 Fishing
"Almost."

Bai Jing shook his head.

"How come it's almost?"

Uncle Jiu was puzzled.

The first three realms of Taoism today are: Taoist boy with a lantern, patrolling the streets, and Taoist priest guarding the night.

The Taoist boy holding a lantern lights the way in the middle of the night, showing people the direction to go home and avoid being disturbed by ghosts.

The younger generation of cultivators from all major sects are at this level.

The patrolling alchemist has unparalleled magic skills. Ordinary ghosts and monsters are no match for him. He can protect the peace of every household on the street.

When one's cultivation reaches this level, one can become a disciple, establish one's own dojo, and expand the sect. Simu and Qianhe are among them.

As for the Taoist priest who guards the night, he is quite extraordinary. He can capture any ghost or monster he sees. With his own strength, he can help people spend the long night safely.

Such a person is already an elder-level figure in each major sect. Among the 33rd generation of disciples of Maoshan, only Shi Jian and Jiu Shu have such cultivation.

"You are full of energy and are more terrifying than me. Why haven't you broken through to the point of suppressing the Taoist priest?"

Uncle Jiu scratched his head and couldn't figure it out.

"Really not!"

Bai Jing was helpless.

Now is the Dharma Ending Age, and all the methods of detecting a person's cultivation have been lost. We can only make inferences by observing a person's appearance.

He shared the power of other brothers, so his spirit and energy were naturally extraordinary. It was normal for Uncle Jiu to misunderstand him.

"It turns out to be just a showpiece!"

"..."

Bai Jing was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, go back and rest. The room is still the same as before."

Uncle Jiu waved his hand in disappointment.

"Yes."

Bai Jingru was pardoned and fled in a hurry, but what he didn't know was that after he turned around, Uncle Jiu gave him an ambiguous look.

…………

Looking at the room decorated in a pink color, Bai Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Brother Xiaobai, you won't be angry if I live in your room, right?"

Ren Tingting looked shy and explained, “When I came here, only this room was cleaned regularly and was tidy.

I didn’t think too much about it and just stayed.”

Of course, this is not the case. When Simu and Qianhe were driving corpses through Renjia Town, they would often stop at the charity cemetery.

Uncle Jiu will prepare two additional guest rooms for them, so she has many choices.

However, after hearing Wencai say that this was Bai Jing's room, she moved in without thinking.

"It doesn't matter."

Sleeping together in the same quilt, Bai Jing held Ren Tingting in his arms. The girl's body fragrance was like a pure natural aphrodisiac that made people salivate.

'Should I be more reserved? Will Brother Xiaobai think I'm too unrestrained?'

Two blushes appeared on Ren Tingting's face. She looked up carefully to observe Bai Jing's reaction, but found that he had fallen asleep.

"what?!"

Ren Tingting was dumbfounded.

At this time, in the consciousness space.

Bai Jingduan was swimming on a lonely island, surrounded by the blue ocean. Apart from an iron pole by his side, there was nothing else.

"Just making do."

Bai Jing picked up the iron rod and swung it towards the water, waiting for something good to be caught.

His golden finger is the fishing system.

You can get a fishing rod by killing ghosts. The stronger the ghost, the better the fishing rod, and the greater the probability of catching good things.

The grades of fishing rods, from low to high, are divided into: wooden rod, iron rod, copper rod, silver rod, and gold rod.

Whatever the iron rod caught was basically of great benefit to the patrolling alchemists, and Bai Jing was not picky.

The goodies he has now were all caught one by one through fishing, little by little, and they add up to a lot.

Half an hour passed.

[Congratulations to the host, you have successfully fished and obtained the Immobilization Mirror.] As the system's prompt sounded, the iron rod in Bai Jing's hand gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a mirror engraved with the Bagua pattern.

“It’s good to have something to gain.”

Bai Jing's brows relaxed.

Since it is fishing, there is a possibility of catching nothing, especially with that wooden pole, the probability of catching nothing is extremely high!

Bai Jing didn't catch anything with half of his pole, and he hated it.

The immobilizing mirror, as the name suggests, can be used to immobilize a demon by pointing the mirror at it, and then launch a fire attack on it.

However, because it is fished up with an iron rod, the quality will not be too high. At most, it can freeze some ghosts with the same cultivation level as that of alchemists. It will not be effective for stronger ghosts.

…………

The next day.

Bai Jing got up early, breathing in the energy of the morning sun to improve his cultivation.

"Well, you haven't slacked off in your cultivation."

Uncle Jiu saw this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

Bai Jing has been hardworking since he was young, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to reach the level of a Taoist priest in just ten years.

"Master, you are joking. In my situation, if I slack off, I will have no good life."

After finishing his training, Bai Jing sat in front of Uncle Jiu and offered him tea as a disciple.

"That's true."

By breaking through the patrolling alchemists, one can independently restrain the aura emitted by the Pure Yang Spirit and avoid being disturbed by ordinary evil spirits.

Before he reached a high level of cultivation, Bai Jing had to sleep in the Red Line Bagua Formation every night. Even so, powerful and evil spirits would occasionally break into the formation.

That period of time was a great test for both Bai Jing and Uncle Jiu. It really was as the saying goes, to live another day was already pretty good.

Uncle Jiu took the teacup calmly. He hadn't tasted the tea brewed by Bai Jing for a long time. Thinking of this, he felt quite nostalgic.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Uncle Jiu suddenly asked.

Bai Jing scratched his head and said, "I will sleep well after my cultivation breakthrough."

"You are kind-hearted, but this is fine."

Although the Maoshan method is not a virgin skill, maintaining a perfect body is beneficial to cultivation.

In today's world, if you cultivate to the level of Zhenye Taoist, you have basically reached the end of your rope. It won't be too late to start eating meat then.

“They are all good examples set by the Master!”

"You're asking for a beating!"

Uncle Jiu snorted and glared, he knew that Bai Jing was saying that he was still a virgin.

"I am going tocook!"

Bai Jing went straight to the kitchen.

After they had dinner, Uncle Jiu started talking about business.

“Bai Jing, you just came back and you don’t know the situation yet. The old man of the Ren family has been raising corpses in the Dragonfly Drop Water Cave for twenty years, and they are all black zombies when they are born.

After swallowing his son, it evolved into a hairy zombie and its strength increased greatly.

He was injured by me before and hid in the cave. According to the time, his injury will be healed today and he will come to suck Tingting's blood!"

The hairy zombie is also called the jumping zombie. The black hair on its body has faded away. It can jump two floors high. It has greatly increased strength and is invulnerable to swords and guns.

In terms of cultivation realm, Mao Jiang and the Suppressing Taoist are at the same level. Even if Bai Jing returns, Uncle Jiu still finds it extremely difficult to deal with.

“We must not let him succeed. Otherwise, if he sucks Tingting’s blood and lets him do whatever he wants for a few more years, he might become a flying zombie in no time!”

Uncle Jiu’s face looked serious.

"Yes."

A trace of desire flashed across Bai Jing's eyes. If he could surrender Old Master Ren, he would get a bronze rod!
"Tingting, I will protect you!"

Wencai recovered from his injuries and patted his chest.

"Thank you."

Ren Tingting gave Wencai a good guy card and walked behind Bai Jing.

Wencai looked bitter, knowing that he had no hope.

Everyone worked hard during the day, turning the charity cemetery into a dragnet, waiting for Old Master Ren to arrive.

(End of this chapter)