Chapter 277: Ninth Realm Spirit
Hanchi County is not large among the hundreds of counties of Chenghua Sect, and both the number of monks and the geographical area are in the middle and low.
However, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs, and there are Fu Pavilion specially used for making talismans, a casting hall for refining weapons, a Dantai for alchemy, as well as a medicine field, a tea garden, a mulberry forest, a wine workshop, and a beehive......
When the Lingdao Institute selected the site, it was because it could lead to the fire of the earth, and the five elements in the leylines were complete, which was suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, which was convenient for the disciples to learn various Taoist arts.
With the passage of time, these industries have slowly developed and are operating quite well, especially the spirit silk robe, Songyufeng tea, and Tibetan sword and cold fish are the most famous.
Zhao Lin planned to find a suitable spirit in these places.
Although there were also spirit animals such as blue-necked egrets, five-colored elks, and golden red apes in the county, Zhao Lin didn't dare to fight them.
Moreover, these spirit beasts are mainly used to decorate the faΓ§ade, or the mounts of the foundation monks, and they have no outstanding specialties.
Zhao Lin came to the foot of Guangze Peak, glanced at the map in his hand, looked up at the mountain, and saw a large white spirit mulberry forest on the northern slope.
He nodded lightly and said to himself, "Sanglin should be over there!" β
Turning north along the mountain road, and when you came to the vicinity of the mulberry forest, you were blocked by a prohibition.
The ban was gray, with obvious spiritual power fluctuations, and there was a sign on the ground that said "idlers are not allowed to enter".
Zhao Lin stopped, took out the identity jade plate, and took a photo of the prohibition, and suddenly a white light flew into it.
It didn't take long for a thirty-year-old monk with thick eyebrows and thick like two brushes to come out and look at Zhao Lin with a puzzled face.
Without waiting for the other party to speak, Zhao Lin took the initiative to explain: "This senior brother, in Xia Zhao Lin, is a new disciple of the Spirit Dao Academy. β
Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows could already see from Zhao Lin's dress, but he still stretched out his palm and said expressionlessly: "Show me the jade plate." β
Zhao Lin flipped his palm, and the jade plate slowly flew into the hands of Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows as if it had wings.
A hint of surprise flashed in Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows' eyes, Zhao Lin only had a cultivation of the first level of Qi refining, how could he control things in the air?
However, he immediately reacted that the other party was using martial arts.
"I heard that one of the new disciples is a martial cultivator, it turns out to be you!"
Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows finally had a smile on his face and asked, "...... are you here here?"
Zhao Lin said humbly: "Senior brother should also know that a disciple must choose a Taoist art after one year of entry, I want to understand it in advance first, so I can have a bottom in my heart." β
Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows smiled, "Planting mulberry and raising silkworms is my traditional Taoist art of Chenghua Sect, it is rare that my junior brother is interested, come in." β
With a wave of his hand, he lifted the ban.
Walking into the mulberry forest, Zhao Lin made a curious look and asked a few questions.
Senior Brother Thick Mei was quite enthusiastic, taking Zhao Lin for a walk in the forest, while explaining to him the whole process of making the spirit silk robe.
The so-called Taoism is a collection of a series of Taoism and skills.
For example, in the case of alchemy, starting from the identification of medicinal materials, to understanding the structure of the Dan furnace, to being familiar with the temperament of the medicine ding, and the most critical fire control spell.
To refine a furnace of elixir, it is often necessary to use seven or eight or even a dozen kinds of fire control spells, which is by no means an overnight effort.
The same is true for making robes, not only must you be proficient in spirit plants, but you must also be able to use spells to appease spirit silkworms, as well as control cold, heat, dryness and wetness, and drive away evil insects.
Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows spoke carefully, and Zhao Lin also listened carefully, although he was not interested in Zhisang, but it is always beneficial to know more knowledge, maybe he will really engage in this business in the future?
When Senior Brother Thick Mei talked about the pests such as bugs, bitter joint insects, and cockroaches that affected the growth of mulberry trees, Zhao Lin carefully inquired about the characteristics of these insects and found that there were no alien insects suitable for cultivation.
After Senior Brother Thick Mei finished speaking, because he was busy with other things, he called a silkworm farmer and asked him to take Zhao Lin into the silkworm house to visit.
The silkworm farmer was a gray-haired fifty-year-old man, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body, Zhao Lin knew that he was a mortal at a glance, but he still said respectfully: "Trouble the old man." β
Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows grinned, a bright smile on his face.
This old silkworm farmer is actually the uncle of Senior Brother Thick Mei in the mortal world, his parents died early when he was a child, and he was brought up by his uncle.
After cultivating, in order to repay his relatives, he brought his uncle to the sect, wanting the old man to enjoy pure happiness.
However, the old man had worked hard for most of his life, and he couldn't be idle when he came to the immortal cultivation world, so Senior Brother Thick Mei had to arrange for him to enter the mulberry garden and do things with him.
Zhao Lin respected his relatives, and Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows was of course happy to see it.
The old silkworm farmer also showed a smile on his face, bent down and said, "The immortal master is polite, come with the little old man." β
There are many stone niches in the silkworm house, and there are as few as seven or eight silkworms in the niches as there are more than a dozen silkworms.
These spirit silkworms are colorful, constantly gnawing on the leaves of the white spirit mulberry, making a rustling sound like a drizzle.
Zhao Lin approached the stone niche and found that a prohibition was arranged on it to prevent the spirit silkworm from escaping from inside.
Looking at the spirit silkworm inside, I couldn't help but take a light breath.
Seeing this, the old silkworm farmer took the initiative to explain: "Immortal Master, please look, this white is the cold ice silkworm, the red is the fire cloud silkworm, and the green is the water wood silkworm......
"The silk spit out by these spirit silkworms is not only strong and tough, not afraid of water and fire, but also the magic clothes made of different spirit silks can also resist various spell attacks."
Although the old man is not a monk, he is the head of the way.
In fact, even if he didn't introduce it, Zhao Lin would recognize that these insects, which were extremely rare in the small world, were just insects used to spin silk here.
There are six kinds of spirit silkworms raised in the silkworm room, and Zhao Lin looked around, and there was nothing he liked.
The Cold Ice Silkworm and the Fire Cloud Silkworm themselves are already in the Spirit Beast Diagram, and the rest of the silkworms are only different in attributes.
His own spiritual root has been finalized, and it is pointless to absorb one more attribute.
"Looks like there's nothing I'm looking for here."
Zhao Lin thought about this, and said to the old silkworm farmer: "Thank you, uncle, I have gained a lot of knowledge today, so I won't bother anymore, please help say thank you to my senior brother......"
Coming out of the mulberry garden, Zhao Lin stood under a big tree on the side of the road and thought for a while, and decided to go to the Songyu Peak on the opposite side to have a look.
There are many spiritual fields and tea plantations on Songyu Peak, and it is said that there are many small spirit animals such as green wood finch, long-tailed pheasant, and six-clawed yin toad to drive away insect pests.
Although he already had a general understanding of the characteristics and habits of these spirit beasts, he always had to see them with his own eyes to rest assured.
When you descend Hirosawa Peak and pass through the valley between the two peaks, you will see a clear blue lake in front of you.
This lake is called Tsing Yi Lake, the lake water is cold, rich in a kind of fat, white and delicious, rich in aura of cold-water fish.
Because there is a bone sword hidden in the skull of the fish, it has the reputation of hiding the sword and the cold fish.
Zhao Lin listened to Senior Brother Chuangong say that every New Year's Day, the Lingdao Institute will use the Tibetan Sword Cold Fish to make spiritual food for the disciples to enjoy.
There was a layer of white mist floating around the lake, and it was clear that a ban had also been arranged.
"I wonder if there are any other aquatic tribes in this lake besides spirit fish?"
Zhao Lin thought about it for a while, and thought that since he came, he shouldn't miss it, just go in and find out.
Thinking of this, he took out the jade plate and shone it into the prohibition......
"It turned out to be the junior disciple of the Spirit Dao Academy, welcome to him."
Guarding Tsing Yi Lake was a young monk in a green robe, who said that he was welcome, but his expression was very cold.
Knowing Zhao Lin's intention, the green-robed monk summoned a man in yellow who was over forty years old.
"Trouble Brother Hu to take this Senior Brother Zhao around, and call me again if there is something."
After speaking, he walked away.
The man in yellow is also a monk, but his cultivation does not match his age.
Zhao Lin now only knows two of the most basic spells, one is the Qi Hope Technique, and the other is the Spirit Sword Technique.
I observed it with the Qi Hope Technique just now, and the aura on the man in yellow was weak, and he only had the level of the early stage of Qi refining.
It stands to reason that no matter how poor the talent is, it shouldn't be just this realm after more than 20 years of cultivation.
Zhao Lin thought about it for a while, and guessed that the other party must be a mortal spirit root cultivator.
Fan Linggen Monk is a relatively special existence, because he can cultivate the Tao and refine qi, so he cannot be regarded as a mortal.
However, all spiritual root monks only have one or two spiritual root nodes, and their ability to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very weak.
Most of them spend their entire lives, and their cultivation can only stay in the early stage of Qi refining, and a few can enter the middle stage of Qi refining, but it will come to an end.
Therefore, most of the Linggen monks are engaged in auxiliary work, using their limited mana to help the orthodox monks do some redundant and tedious things.
"I've seen Brother Hu."
Zhao Lin said seriously.
"It's easy to say, I don't know what Senior Brother Zhao wants to know? I must know everything in the next place, and I will say everything! β
The monk surnamed Hu responded very enthusiastically.
Zhao Lin noticed that his hands were covered with calluses, turned his head to look at the lake, and saw a small boat parked on the shore, and he had a plan in his heart.
"Brother Hu often patrols the lake, right? Why don't you keep doing things, and I'll watch from the sidelines? If you have any doubts, I hope that Brother Hu will give you advice. β
The monk surnamed Hu smiled: "That's okay, it just so happens that I have to inspect every morning and evening." β
As he spoke, he invited Zhao Lin to the boat, and while paddling skillfully, he told him some knowledge about taking care of the spirit fish.
The delicate body of the Tibetan sword fish has extremely high requirements for water quality, and the main job of the monk surnamed Hu is to observe the health of the fish and whether the lake water is polluted.
If there are polyconstricted insects, anchor snails, fish eaters and other evil insects in the lake, people should be culled.
Zhao Lin listened for a while, and at the same time observed silently.
Seeing that the lake water was clear, he could see the bottom, and the Tibetan sword cold fish was cruising freely in the water, and he thought to himself: ...... in this lake I'm afraid I don't have the spirit I'm looking for.
When the boat reached the center of the lake, the monk surnamed Hu suddenly threw away the oars, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and sent a "water archery" into the water.
Sou!
The arrow sank into the lake, and in a few moments, a palm-sized, striped fish emerged from the bottom.
The monk surnamed Hu grabbed the fish and laughed, "Another one!" β
The fish was very peculiar, with a small head and a large tail, a wide and flat body, stripes on its body, and a thick lips and snout, like a sucker.
Zhao Lin was curious: "What kind of fish is this?" How do you look like this? β
The monk surnamed Hu smiled: "This fish is called a pipa catfish, do you think it looks like a pipa?" β
While the two were talking, the pipa catfish suddenly moved a few times, struggled violently, and the fins rubbed together to make a "coo" sound.
Zhao Lin was slightly surprised, and said, "This fish has a strong body. β
Water archery is condensed by the essence of water, fast as a sharp arrow, even at the entry level, can easily penetrate the body of ordinary fish.
The monk surnamed Hu is not highly cultivated, but because of this, he has studied this method for many years, and the water archery technique has reached the level of "skilled".
The pipa catfish has been hit by a spell, and it can still shake its head and tail and jump around, which is definitely not simple!
The monk surnamed Hu nodded, "Senior brother is right, the skin of the anglerfish is hard and hard, especially not afraid of water spells. β
Then he looked whole and said: "If you want to say that the most harmful to the Tibetan sword cold fish in this lake, it is actually this pipa catfish." β
Zhao Lin said very cooperatively: "Brother Hu, please speak!" β
The monk surnamed Hu continued: "Don't look at it, it usually feeds on underwater sludge and algae, which seems harmless to humans and animals, and can also clean up the lake. β
"But if the Tibetan sword fish is injured even slightly, the pipa catfish can catch up with it and attach itself to its wound until it sucks the injured fish dry."
"And it also steals the eggs of the hidden sword cold fish, and it does all the bad things!"
When Zhao Lin heard this, he felt that the habits of the pipa catfish were similar to those of the scavengers in his previous life, and he thought to himself, could it be that this thing is also an invasive species?
After the monk surnamed Hu finished speaking, he put the pipa catfish on the frame of the boat and took out a short axe from under the side of the boat.
Zhao Lin was stunned, "Brother Hu, are you going to dismantle the fish?" β
The monk surnamed Hu shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Zhao doesn't know that the skull of the pipa catfish is hard and abnormal, and it can't be killed easily. And the self-healing ability is extremely strong, if you don't slaughter it to death, you won't be able to come back to life in a few days. β
Zhao Lin knew in his heart that many animals have the ability to heal themselves, such as sea cucumbers, starfish, geckos, salamanders, etc., and they can recover from losing a part of their bodies, and even their internal organs.
However, when he said his thoughts, the monk surnamed Hu shook his head again and again, "It's different, those beasts you said can be reborn with severed limbs, but it will take a few months, and it will take dozens of days at the earliest." β
"But this pipa catfish ......"
As he spoke, he used the blade of his axe to cut a deep wound on the pipa catfish, and blood gushed out immediately.
However, after only a few breaths, the wound healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
In a blink of an eye, the wound is gone!
Zhao Lin gasped and didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing him so surprised, the monk surnamed Hu was quite proud, "How is it?" If you want me to say, although this evil animal is ugly, its ability to recover is rare in the world. β
Zhao Lin nodded silently, thinking deeply in his heart.
In addition to being amazed, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
With such a self-healing ability, if you encounter danger one day and are seriously injured, as long as you are not injured, you can recover, no matter how you look at it, it is an excellent spirit.
It's a pity that there is only one grid left in the spirit beast diagram.
If you can't speed up your cultivation, no matter how good your soul is, you can only endure the pain and cut your love.
"Brother Hu, how many years can the pipa catfish live?"
"It's only two or three years. If it can live a long life, then what will it do? β
It seems that super resilience does not increase longevity......
Zhao Lin sighed a pity, said goodbye to the senior brother surnamed Hu, and prepared to go to Songyufeng to visit Songyufeng again while it was still dark.
"Okay, I'll send my junior brother ashore."
The monk surnamed Hu steered the boat and rowed towards the shore.
Halfway through the boat, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in Zhao Lin's mind, his eyes stared at the void for a moment, and he hit his palm with his fist.
"Yes, that's it!"
(End of chapter)