After three days, Wen Ning could get out of bed and do some simple activities, and her panicked heart was slightly soothed.

As for whether his name is Wen Yang or Wen Ning, after careful consideration, Wen Yang is more appropriate to call Wen Ning.

Before he crossed, Wen Yang's favorite was a fantasy novel called "Breaking the Sky", Xiao Yan in the book was his favorite, he had made countless fantasies, crossing to become a peerless hero who saved the rivers and lakes, and could ride a horse and whip like Xiao Yan, gallop on the battlefield, and kill the enemy to the ground, how cool it would be.

However, this world is a little different from what I imagined, and there is no such ruthless fighting spirit as it is rumored.

As for the aura and Xuan Qi of cultivating immortals, it is even more impossible, but he believes that this world will not be dull, as for why, the Zhennan King of the Nine Star Angler, the breath given to him made him keenly aware that a small number of cultivators here also have a special mysterious power.

During this period, Jing Yao came to see him twice and took a few pills she gave, but Wen Ning felt that this pill was not as magical as it was said in the fantasy book, at best, it was similar to the Chinese medicine soup of later generations.

After eating a few meals, with the assistance of the elixir, he felt that his whole body breath was much smoother, coupled with Xiaolian's meticulous care in the past three days, Wen Ning felt that his body had recovered to the previous seven or eight layers.

However, thinking about the two times in the past two nights, Wen Ning suddenly felt his blood stuck.

Lian'er, this girl, during this period of time, is like drinking tiger milk, a big change in three days, her waist is getting taller and taller, and her face is fair and handsome.

Especially last night, Lian'er was relieved in the bedroom in the middle of the night, and the sound of hushing and dingdong made Wen Ning appease her little brother for a long time, Wen Ning felt that if she continued like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

As for sleeping in separate beds with Lian'er, he also said that he was also helpless.

Since he made this request yesterday, the little girl pear blossom has been crying with rain until now, which has made Wen Ning feel distressed for a while, and she had to reluctantly agree to continue to build the shop afterwards.

Mrs. Guan and King Zhennan, no less than three times a day, came to ask long and short questions, which also made Wen Ning feel at a loss, and they were a little afraid to speak, for fear that if they made a mistake, they would make jokes again.

However, he feels that the current home is very warm, at least not like the home of the previous life, asking for money without money and power, the dead ghost father who loves him is drunk and often beats and scolds him, from childhood to adulthood, Wen Yang's ass has grown up like a monkey ass, and now that he thinks about it, he is finally no longer afraid of his dead ghost father.

"Pick up the lamp to look at the sword when you are drunk, and blow the horn in your dream. ”

Thinking of Xin Qiji's poem "Breaking the Array, Giving Strong Words to Chen Tongfu to Send", Wen Yang's face was filled with infinite pride.

People's dreams are shallow, the road is difficult to find, looking for sand gulls in the waves of a thousand layers, the past is like boiling, and people do not wait for flowers to bloom.

Wen Ning walked into the study lazily, and the maid Lian'er had been waiting for a long time.

"Young Master looks much better today!" said Lian'er greeted Wen Ning.

The vermilion beak and the pink duck egg face are still a shy expression.

A pair of white little feet are exposed under Luo's skirt, with a slender figure, flowing hair, and witty words.

Wen Ning's nose was hot, and there was a commotion in his heart, and he couldn't help but scold: "What a goblin!"

You don't care about it at night, and it's like this during the day, isn't this trying to force me to Liangshan.

However, Wen Ning soon regained his gentlemanly appearance, and since he had crossed into this world, he couldn't ask, so he had to look for the answer he wanted from the book.

The study is close to the west wing, the distance is only ten steps away, all are made of blue-gray huge bluestone, there are a few big locust trees planted at the door, the interior is quite elegant, not only there are calligraphy and paintings, but also hang these animal teeth for the town house, the dark red entrance is on the desk, and the four exquisite seats make the whole study look not only neat, but also very classy.

is worthy of being the son of the king of Zhennan, even a study is so luxurious, Wen Ning secretly estimated, if the antique treasures in this room were placed in the previous life, it was estimated to be hundreds of millions.

There were a lot of books in the bookcase, and Wen Ning took out a few casually.

It's all some theoretical books about fishing, not interested.

As for the general history, scripture, and notebook that he wanted to read, there was not a single one.

"How so?"

Could it be that there is no historian in Daxian Kingdom who records history, or that there is no history to preserve at all, but with this thought, Wen Yang immediately shook his head.

Which dynasty has no war, and which emperor does not leave a name.

History, since ancient times has been valued by the official eunuchs, it is impossible not to have, maybe they are too anxious, this is the study of the little prince, it is not uncommon for young people not to be interested in history, it is their previous life, there can be a few young people who really like history.

"Lian'er, I want to read history books, go to the prince's study and bring me a few books!"

Wen Ning felt that there was no here, the prince was the ruler of the dynasty, and he was an old antique, and his study would definitely have it, so he glanced at Lian'er, who was standing shy in front of the bookcase, and ordered.

"History books?"

Lian'er's face was confused, and she muttered: "Little prince, don't you have a "Thousand Collections" card? What do you want history books for?"

"What is a collection of cards?"

"Hey, I've slept like this for three years, it's so miserable....."

"Do I have? Are you sure?"

Wen Ning searched all over his body, and found all the places where he felt that he could hide things, and even turned his back and even touched the crotch of his pants carefully, and there was not a single edamame.

I turned around and wanted to ask Lian'er again where the card was, but I saw that Xiaolian looked bitter and hateful, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop sighing.

"It seems that the little prince really forgot!"

"Three years ago, your galaxy collapsed, and even "A Thousand Collections" was ruined!"

......

The time of the morning passed in a blink of an eye, and after the careful explanation of the maid Xiaolian, Wen Ning understood a little.

This place belongs to a magical continent called Qingmang Planet, and the people of the entire continent have great respect for magic.

In the age of magic, there were countless masters of magic in the prophets.

Those with strong magic power can turn over rivers and seas, travel through time and space, and practice the golden body of the Demon Emperor, and ordinary people can also use it to cultivate sentiment and strengthen their bodies.

The convenience of life and family harmony brought by magic are also indelible.

Later, everyone practiced magic, which caused civil strife in the continent, the depletion of resources, and even more narrow-minded people fought for the resources to improve their magic power.

Later, a great sage appeared.

Wei Tao, Wu Luo, and magic are all geniuses, and within ten years, he dominated the magic world, killed countless black-hearted demon refiners, expelled the Tartars, and restored the peace of the rivers and mountains.

The virtuous emperor is strategic, connects the galaxy, sets prohibitions, and closely connects magic and fishing, allowing people to absorb magic in a relaxed and happy way, which can be described as a meritorious achievement.

Time has passed, and it has been a hundred years.

People in the entire Qingmang Continent only have spare time, and they will go to the river to catch a little fish, not only to relax their minds, but also to enjoy the delicious food.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

This scene is pretty good.

When Xiaolian said this, Wen Ning sighed heavily, and there was a hint of brilliance in her eyes.

"I didn't expect there to be such an unbelievable cultivation method!"

Shouldn't you say, "Bala Energy!"

"No, what is that?" Lian'er muttered.

It seems that he thinks too much, which is different from what he plays on TV, and it hurts people a lot.

According to Lian'er, the nine-star angler is already a rare existence in Daxian Kingdom.

In addition to the lecturers of several high-level academies and the ancient sects hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests, eight-star anglers are also extremely rare in the market.

But Wen Ning knew that there was a moon above the stars, and there was a sun above the moon.

This is a very easy to understand grade honorific.

Wen Ning's father is a nine-star angler, and if he breaks through two levels, he will be a January great angler

As for the Jiuyang Fishing King, the entire Qingmang Continent has never appeared, including the Xianhuang who dominates the country, and his strength is only that of the Sanyang Fishing King, and the terrifying magic absorbed by the galaxy is enough to wipe out the Great Xianguo in a snap of his fingers, and there is not even a scum left.

Therefore, those who cultivate magic power have a galaxy of their own.

The galaxy is hidden in the demon realm of the demon refiner's divine consciousness, and through the magic formula, it can sense inside and outside, and store magic power.

Fishing tackle is an indirect tool that absorbs magic into the galaxy.

The alchemist absorbs the overflowing lethality, damage, and reserve power into the galaxy through the fishing rod, fishing line, and catch the three in the fishing to form a huge amount of magic, so the amount of magic is directly related to the amount of fishing.

A nine-star angler can catch hundreds of catties of fish a day to accumulate magic power.

When the magic power is strong enough to cross the galaxy and reach the moon river, the magic seed will be formed in the abundant galaxy, and the magic power loss of the galaxy can no longer rely on external forces, and the magic seed will slowly recover.

In fact, it is difficult to catch 100 catties of fish every day, and there are many people who want this kind of magic.

As a result, the alchemists who were concerned about how to improve the catch of fish also began to part ways, and they showed their strengths, what fish pills, bait masters, and fishing gear guilds appeared one after another in Daxian Kingdom.

This elixir, which can increase the catch of fish, is the object of alchemists, and they do not hesitate to buy it with a lot of money.

This has achieved "rich and capricious, but no money to accept fate." ”

Flat-headed people, saving money all year round, is not enough to buy a small polyyu pill, not to mention fishing tackle and bait, it is too expensive.

In his previous life, Wen Ning understood that fishing was a game that only rich people could afford.

In the past, Wen Yang was also a fishing enthusiast, although he had not participated in international competitions, but he had also participated in some small competitions in China, and basically never saw what the trophy looked like.

There is a proverb in the fishing circle: "If you don't use medicine in the competition, it is equal to fooling around!"

In short, fishing is a reassuring but troublesome sport.

Today's Daxian Dynasty is also in this state of enlightenment, and in a few hundred years, it will really be a time to fight with Huaguo.

This is a strange continent that is enough to subvert Wen Ning's cognition