The bamboo raft looks ordinary, but in fact it is made of Yin Mountain Bamboo behind the Mountain of the Spirit Sword Sect, which can travel quickly and flexibly in the lake without alarming the spirit fish underwater.

Lu Qingye sat on the bamboo raft and took out the fishing tools prepared in advance from the space.

Sitting in the middle of the lake, Lu Qingye aimed in one direction and threw out the fishing line.

"Boom."

The fish and hooks sank into the lake, and layers of ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, and Lu Qingye sat on the bamboo raft and waited patiently.

It's just that as time passed, the fish float still didn't sound.

Lu Qingye looked at the sky and estimated that he had been waiting for almost an hour for this shot, which could be regarded as patience.

She tugged at the rod and looked at the hook.

The fish feed is still there, and there is no passivity.

If it weren't for the fact that a monk had seen someone catch a wine fairy with his own eyes, Lu Qingye would have doubted whether there really was a wine fairy in this Zixia Lake.

After waiting for a while, Lu Qingye's fishing rod still didn't move.

Looking back on the process of fishing, I found that there was nothing wrong with it, and that the fish was also obtained from the auction, and it is said that the people used it to catch the alfalns in the first place.

Although Lu Qingye also suspected that there might be commercial exaggeration in this.

After thinking about it, Lu Qingye took out some things from the storage space.

Among them is the spirit wine she brewed with spirit fruit and spirit flowers.

Although the taste may not be as good as the spirit wine brewed by those famous winemakers, fortunately, its materials are rare, and there are many precious spirit plants and spirit fruits that he obtained in the secret realm.

Lu Qingye began to make his own fish feed.

She felt that since this baccofish was called that, there must be some reason.

The old monk, who was sitting on a tree not far away, saw this, and his eyes flashed.

On the other side of the square, many monks were waiting for her to come out of the customs and go to the competition again, but she had the leisure to come to this Zixia Lake to fish.

The old man smiled and watched as Lu Qingye began to pound the meat puree.

When he saw that the meat turned out to be tattooed mutton, the old man raised his eyebrows.

It seems that she is very obsessed with this bacchanist.

Although the tattooed mutton is not as good as the wine fairy, in the immortal cultivation world, it is also a precious demon beast meat, and if you want to buy it, it will cost you a lot of spirit stones.

Although the baccofish does not have much pursuit of meat quality, it has to be said that Lu Qingye has one element right, that is, the baccofish likes the taste of spirit wine very much.

Over the years, many monks have actually thought of similar methods, and the fish made at those auctions are actually added to the spirit wine.

But it is probably that the fish will get tired of eating too much of one thing, and the wine angel will gradually lose interest in that kind of feed.

In recent years, fewer and fewer monks have caught fish with that feed.

But if it's the spirit wine in Lu Qingye's hands...... Maybe!

After all, from such a distance, he could smell the crisp aroma of wine.

It is not found in the immortal cultivation world, with a clean and original refreshing fragrance, and also has a dry and astringent taste of spirit wine.

The old monk shrugged his nose and suddenly felt that he was also a little moved.

After Lu Qingye made his own fish feed, he started the fishing plan again.

Not long after the hook submerged in the lake, Lu Qingye noticed that the fish was floating.

Suddenly his spirit was shocked, and after waiting for a while, he saw that the fish was halfway in, and immediately lifted the rod and pulled the line.

"Whoa!"

A silver, translucent fish was pulled up and pulled out of the lake, and the silver fish struggled.

The fish that looks no more than the size of a palm is not small.

Lu Qingye hurriedly stabilized the fishing rod and pulled it back.

After the fish fell into the bucket beside him, Lu Qingye breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally got the legendary wine fairy fish, Lu Qingye smiled and narrowed his eyes. (End of chapter)