The reason why Zhao Lin was so excited was because he had figured out one thing: the pipa catfish's extremely strong self-healing ability was of great benefit to cultivation!

Cultivation is not something that can be accomplished by just two words: hard work.

There is no such thing as a situation where others practice for one hour a day, and if they cultivate for four hours or even longer, they can achieve better progress.

There is a principle of practicing martial arts with Xi Wen, there is a marginal diminishing effect in cultivation, and those who work hardest may not be able to rise to the top.

Seven points of effort, seven points of harvest; Nine points of hard work, many times it is good to have seven and a half points of gain.

This is one of them, and there is a more important point: the ability of the meridian qi to withstand is limited, and monks who have just entered the threshold of the cultivation path can only cultivate for a maximum of one hour a day.

Beyond this length, the risk of injury is greatly increased.

Once you are injured, it is a small matter to delay your cultivation for a few days of recovery, and if you fall into a hidden danger and hurt the fundamentals, the gains will outweigh the losses.

Therefore, at the beginning of the cultivation, the elders and senior brothers of the Lingdao Institute repeatedly admonished the disciples to do what they could and not to be too "diligent" in their cultivation.

But...... If you have the same recovery ability as a pipa catfish, there are no worries about this!

Even if the meridians are damaged and the acupuncture points are broken, they can be restored instantly.

Zhao Lin even more boldly thought: if his cultivation encounters obstacles, he can even directly impact the qi with violence, even if he fails and is injured, he can recover quickly, and he has no worries at all.

Although the level of the spiritual root remains the same, the cultivation speed can definitely be increased a lot, making up for the gap between it and the high-grade spiritual root.

"In the book, I finally felt shallow, and I never knew that I had to do it...... If I don't come to see this experience, I would never have imagined that the most suitable spirit for me is actually a pipa catfish! ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin couldn't help but feel excited, and immediately looked at the pipa catfish in the hand of the monk surnamed Hu.

He was surprised to find that while he was stunned, the monk surnamed Hu had already cut it in half, and the spirit had long since flown away.

"Oops, my spirit!"

Zhao Lin's heart tightened, but he immediately thought that there must be more than one pipa catfish in the lake, and he could catch another one, and his face suddenly softened.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what did you just say is him? Who is he? ”

The sound of the break just now startled the monk surnamed Hu, and he hurriedly asked.

Zhao Lin had regained his composure at this time, raised his hand to accuse, and explained with a smile: "Senior Brother Hu may not know that the junior brother is a martial cultivator. ”

"Although the mana is low, Yu Wudao has some cultivation, and just now I thought of a technique that can help my senior brother kill the pipa catfish."

Saying this not only found a reasonable explanation for his gaffe, but also had a reason to catch the pipa catfish, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"Really?"

The monk surnamed Hu was stunned, and his words seemed to be suspicious.

Zhao Lin smiled slightly, didn't speak, and flicked his fingers, and a white mist shot out from his fingertips.

The white mist was as straight as an arrow, revealing a cold air, and it penetrated into the water with a "boom", turning into an ice arrow, hitting the pebbles at the bottom of the lake, making a crisp sound.

After Zhao Lin cultivated to the Yuan Realm, he created several exercises by himself, and this trick "Cold Ice Finger" was one of them.

In fact, he also practiced a thunder fist technique, which is more powerful, but if it is used in the water, it may harm other pond fish.

Moreover, this thunder fist method is also fatal to the monk, Zhao Lin uses it as a killer weapon, and he is not ready to use it easily until he has to.

"Senior Brother Zhao is amazing!"

The monk surnamed Hu blurted out praise, but then sighed, "Actually, as long as you find a pipa catfish, it is not difficult to kill it, but the difficult thing is how to find it." ”

"This fish is usually hidden under the water, motionless like a stone, and its divine sense cannot sweep it, so it is difficult to find."

As an extension of the monk's ability to see and hear, one of the uses of the divine consciousness is to search the surroundings.

When refining qi on the first floor, the divine consciousness can reach a radius of ten zhang, and on the second layer of qi refining, the divine consciousness reaches twenty zhang...... In this way, with each level of cultivation, the divine consciousness increases by ten zhang.

Divine consciousness is very important to monks, and within the reach of divine consciousness is the farthest attack distance of magic weapons.

However, the divine sense is not omnipotent, it is difficult to penetrate objects, and when it encounters water, the detection ability will be greatly reduced.

The angler fish itself has the ability to hide its breath, and it is underwater, so it is naturally difficult for the divine sense to find it.

However, Zhao Lin has the specialty of echolocation, and ultrasound waves travel faster in the water, without fear of this obstacle.

Zhao Lin was confident, chuckled, and said, "I often caught fish in the river when I was a child, and I have some experience in this, can I give it a try?" ”

"That'...... All right. ”

The monk surnamed Hu hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior brother is a disciple of the Spirit Dao Academy, is it a little aggrieved to do this kind of thing?" ”

Zhao Lin waved his hand and said, "Where, with a gesture, senior brother doesn't have to be polite." ”

Seeing that he was very determined, the monk surnamed Hu did not say anything more, picked up the oars, and asked, "Where are you rowing?" ”

"Senior brother should be familiar with the places where pipa catfish often haunt, although rowing is!"

Zhao Lin didn't want to expose his echolocation ability, so he deliberately opened his eyes wide, staring at the water with all his attention, and made a look of careful search.

Although the monk surnamed Hu didn't think that Zhao Lin could find the pipa catfish, he was a serious disciple of the Lingdao Academy, and he was a mortal Linggen monk who couldn't refuse, so he rowed with an oar.

Zhao Lin's Adam's apple vibrated rapidly, and the ultrasonic wave spread out in all directions silently.

With his current cultivation, echolocation is far easier to use than divine sense, not only has the detection distance been farther, but the positioning is also more accurate.

Plankton drifting with the current, schools of fish swimming, drifting aquatic plants, undulating lake bottoms......

As the ultrasound continued to return, Zhao Lin imagined a clear underwater picture in his mind.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Lin "discovered" a pipa catfish attached to a stone.

However, he didn't say anything immediately, but pretended to look over there for a while before he stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, look, there is one there." ”

The monk surnamed Hu was stunned for a moment, stopped rowing the oars, leaned out of the side of the boat, looked underwater for a while, and said in surprise: "There is really one!" ”

Then he turned around, "Senior Brother Zhao's eyes are so good, let's shoot together, don't let it run away." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Lin smiled and nodded.

The monk surnamed Hu rowed the boat forward, stopped above the water where the pipa catfish was, and shouted, "One, two, three!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the two of them shot at the same time, one with martial arts and the other with a spell, hitting the pipa catfish.

After a while, the pipa catfish, which was unable to control its swim bladder because of its coma, slowly surfaced.

The monk surnamed Hu laughed twice, reached out and grabbed it, slammed it on the frame of the boat, and reached for the axe.

Zhao Lin hurriedly stopped him: "Senior Brother Hu, slow down!" ”

The monk surnamed Hu was stunned and puzzled: "What? ”

"Can you give this fish to my younger brother?"

"Why?"

The monk surnamed Hu was stunned, glanced at the anglerfish, seemed to have an understanding, and immediately said: "Senior brother doesn't know, this pipa catfish eats a lot of scavenging things, and the meat is poisonous, so it must not be eaten!" ”

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "Senior brother, you misunderstood, I didn't want this fish to eat it, but to use it for cultivating spells." ”

When the monk surnamed Hu heard this, he was even more confused, "Cultivating spells? ”

"That's right! Don't hide it from the senior brother, the younger brother is practicing the spirit knife technique, but the spell is sent out, and it always hits in the air, which is not very interesting. ”

"I saw that this anglerfish had a hard body just now and it was not easy to die, so I thought that it might be better to practice spells with living creatures."

"That sounds good, why didn't I think of it in the first place?"

After listening to Zhao Lin's explanation, the monk surnamed Hu grabbed his hair and grinned: "Senior brother, just take it!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a fish basket from behind him and threw the anglerfish into it.

Zhao Lin didn't want to absorb the spirit in front of others, so he asked, "This fish is not easy to die out of the water, right?" ”

The monk surnamed Hu said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, this fish can't die for three days out of the water." ”

Absorbing the spirit of one pipa catfish is enough, but Zhao Lin is not good to leave now, so he walked around the lake for a while, and then caught two more pipa catfish before giving up.

The monk surnamed Hu was grateful, thanked him again and again, and sent him far away from the prohibition before waving goodbye.

Looking at Zhao Lin's back, the monk surnamed Hu nodded and said to himself: "This Senior Brother Zhao is really good, modest and kind, and warm-hearted. ”

"It's not like some Spiritual Dao Academy disciples who don't have any respect for us Mortal Spiritual Root Cultivators!"

(End of chapter)