Chapter 41: With the magical power of fishing, I am even more powerful

Style: Heros Author: The younger brother among younger brothersWords: 2204Update Time: 24/02/20 13:50:15
Qin Bai completely regarded him as a tool to extract knowledge.

In a short period of time, Yan Chixia felt that she had lost a lot of hair on her head. If things continued like this, her hairstyle would definitely become closer to that of a strong person.

So after Qin Bai's injury stabilized, he had the idea of ​​​​leaving. Moreover, he had been in this barren mountain for several years, and he had too many things to deal with.

Yan Chixia's own injuries naturally recovered very quickly due to the circulation of zhenqi. Although there were still some internal injuries that required long-term recovery, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Farewell Qin Bai, I will try fishing in my free time, maybe there is something really mysterious about it."

After saying that, Yan Chixia didn't wait for Qin Bai's reply. After clasping her fists and waving her hands, she disappeared in the mountains.

When he left the mountainous area and came to the official road, he seemed to have forgotten something, and he did not pay any attention to a certain scholar with a very low sense of existence.

While Qin Bai was fishing, a drop of sweat fell on his forehead, and he suddenly reacted: "Is there some misunderstanding? Yan Chixia won't plan to fish with me next time we meet..."

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times. The picture was too beautiful to imagine. Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio had started to go astray without him realizing it. This was probably not his fault.

No, no, everything is forced by the system.

The sign-in countdown on the system panel is coming to an end, and we are just waiting for the last few hours.

Qin Bai had distracting thoughts in his heart, and he simply gave up on practicing while fishing, and sorted out what he had gained from Yan Chixia in his mind.

He had already asked the other party about the Taiyin Formation in a circumstantial manner. After simply sketching some lines, Yan Chixia said that he had never seen such a formation before.

The main reason is that the formation is complicated to a certain extent and is a bit mind-numbing.

Normally, a spell formation consists of lines interspersed with lines to form formation eyes. The more formation eyes there are, the more complex the formation becomes.

The Jin Gucheng Armor Formation has thirteen eyes, while the Taiyin Formation has fifty-six eyes, which shows how difficult it is.

Even if a person wants to learn the formation drawings, it will probably take at least half a year. Fortunately, Qin Bai relied on the system to skip this step and has completely mastered it.

Although I have never seen a similar formation, according to Yan Chixia's estimation, the Taiyin Formation is probably related to Gathering Yin.

If it is depicted on a magic weapon such as a coffin, the Taiyin Formation can help raise corpses, which is simply exclusive to villains.

Even though Qin Bai thought that raising corpses and raising ghosts was inconsistent with his upright painting style, he still considered exchanging it for another fish bag and trying to carve it on it to form a magic weapon.

Theoretically, it is still feasible. After all, the fish bag is a high-tech product. The material is the stomach of a giant beast in the interstellar world. It should be more than enough to carve a spell circle.

If it succeeds, the fish bag can be used to store the paper figurines and can be brewed all the time. It will also save you the time of brewing one by one. The efficiency is still low, and mass production can be achieved.

The only trouble lies in the materials. The materials needed to depict the spiritual formation are extremely rare and cannot be found in ordinary towns.

For example, the adamantine stone needed to carve the gold into the armor formation can only be found in gold mines, and the fist-sized gold nugget is only about half the size of a fingernail.

If Qin Bai wanted to carve it once, he would need at least three such adamantine stones.

Not to mention the Taiyin Formation. Yan Chixia speculated that the materials needed for this Yin gathering array must be pure Yin.

Either it's the obsidian stone deep underground, or the moonstone that's been exposed to the moonlight all year round on the cliffs.

Materials for making magical weapons are hard to find, so for monks like Yan Chixia, the magical weapons are usually passed down for several generations, or even more than ten generations.

Through generations of searching for materials and constantly carving out spells and magic circles, the power of the magic weapon becomes more and more powerful.

But if Qin Bai is asked to do something like planting trees for future generations to enjoy the shade, he will definitely not do it, so he can only rely on the system's points mall.

In the wrought iron category, it is true that various types of ores can be exchanged, but as long as they are related to cultivation, the price is not cheap.

Qin Bai relied on achievements to unlock and kill the tree demon grandma, and obtained more than a thousand points. He was barely able to try to portray the golden hammer.

But it's not that simple. He needs a magical weapon forging furnace and special wood for making fire. He will definitely need to reserve some points to use the magical power of forging iron, so he can only put it aside for the time being.

He had no choice but to look for opportunities to earn more points. Now, no matter what mosquito-leg achievement he had, he didn't want to let it go.

Moreover, the sign-in task has not yet been completed. Only by relying on the time subtracted from the achievement can Qin Bai be completely free.

However, compared to the last time that it took fifteen years to sign in, this time it was able to be completed in a short time, mainly because the tree demon grandma accounted for the majority of the kills.

Although Grandma Dryad did not give Qin Bai any substantial improvement like the angler's arm strength, she was not stingy at all in terms of points and time reduction.

Of course, although Ruolan Temple was much shorter than expected, the dangers involved were not comparable to those of Beiyang Village.

When the sun set, Qin Bai came to his senses belatedly. The countdown on the system panel had already ended, and there was another item next to the wrought iron magical power.

Supernatural powers: "Forged Iron", "Fishing"

The system’s introduction to fishing seems to leave a lot of room for imagination.

Use water as a source to fish the heavens.

The introduction of the magical power is as follows: Passively improve the water quality, and you can fish at the water source every twelve hours.

While Qin Bai was still thinking about the meaning of his magical power, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on the fishing rod in his hand.

He looked surprised. You should know that this well is crystal clear. There are no fish, not even a frog at the bottom of the well.

Then he realized that this was probably because his fishing magical power had been triggered by him unknowingly.

Qin Bai was excited, it was time to show his true skills.

Today is different from the past. He has read the fishing advanced manual in his spare time and thinks that his skills have improved rapidly.

Recalling that knowledge, I immediately gained a lot of confidence.

He did not pull the fishing line too hard, but slowly applied force, and his attention was completely focused on fishing.

If you pull it in hard, the fish will struggle even harder after suffering pain, and the fish will easily escape from the hook, which is a mistake only made by novices.

Qin Bai planned to wait until the fish became weak and stopped struggling before taking in the line.

Everything went according to the plan. At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by the God of Fishing, and his whole body was exuding a dazzling light.

As the opportunity presented itself, Qin Bai pulled back the fishing line with force.

The fishing rod feels heavy and I’m hooked!

With a confident smile on his face, he looked towards the fishhook, where a black motorcycle helmet hung on it.