C89 (2/2)
However, the fish in the lake were clearly smarter than other fish. When he brought up fishing rod s for the second time, the second insect had also disappeared as well. This made Lin Jin, who used to live by the river often when he was young, fish of less than a thousand or eight hundred.
After quickly adjusting his state of mind, Lin Jin was fully focused on sensing the movements of his fishing rod. He didn't believe that, with his current keen senses, he would not be able to catch a single fish.
However, when he focused his attention on the peaceful lake surface, the fish somehow stopped biting the hook for a long time.
Although the fish did not bite the hook, it eliminated all distracting thoughts from its heart. Lin Jin, who was wholeheartedly immersed in feeling the feeling of the fishing rod in his hands, felt his heart gradually calm down.
Although he was looking at the lake that was the location of the fishing line, his entire mind was immersed into the mountain and river in this tranquil and overflowing environment. It was as if he had merged into this mountain and river, and he could no longer differentiate between one another.
Not long after entering this tranquil place, Lin Jin did not feel a weak throbbing sound coming from his dantian. A thin stream of energy flowed out from the golden core and flowed into the meridians in his body, slowly repairing the meridians that were previously damaged from the injuries.
However, he didn't know if it was because the fish in the lake was too insensible or for some other reason, but while he was immersed in this tranquility, he suddenly felt a force coming from his hand that pulled him out of this state.
”Fish bite the hook!” Completely unaware of the fact that he had lost such a valuable opportunity, Lin Jin immediately flung his fishing rod towards the shore. A large silver-white fish with a long mouth immediately flew from the lake to the grass on the shore, jumping non-stop.
Lin Jin walked over and held it in his hand. He estimated that it was at least half a kilogram. Furthermore, the fish's strength was exceptionally strong, even with Lin Jin's strength, he was actually unable to grab hold of it, and who knows what kind of fish it was.
He reckoned that it could eat a meal. When it stopped jumping, Lin Jin broke a stalk of grass from the lakeside grass with relatively good tenacity. He passed through its mouth and cheeks and carried it up the mountain.
The kitchen that the old Daoist spoke of was on the right side of his room. It was made up of dozens of pieces of wood that hadn't even been stripped of their skin.
In the corner of the kitchen, near the outer wall, was an earthen stove with a sooty iron pot on it. On the side close to the bedroom, there were the two bundles of firewood that Lin Jin saw yesterday. Looking at these things, Lin Jin couldn't help but think: It looks like this old man is the same as me, he doesn't have the level of Fanggu either!
Returning to the kitchen, Lin Jin was helpless to find that out of all the seasonings the old Daoist had mentioned, besides a small bottle of salt, the rest of the bottles were all empty. Fortunately, he had everything else he needed, so he didn't need to worry about it anymore.
Looks like I'll have to make fish soup. Sighing, Lin Jin washed the fish clean and started to cut the fish.
He had done this when he was young. Even though he was unfamiliar with the fish and seemed a little clumsy, he had finally cleaned them up after a long time. After scooping up a small pot of water from the stream, Lin Jin set fire to the fire and started boiling the fish soup.
The nutrition of the fish was excellent, and the fish soup was snow-white. From far away, he could smell an enchanting fragrance. As soon as he tasted it, a delicious taste immediately spread out from his mouth, almost causing him to take a bite out of it.
In the blink of an eye, a large bowl of fish soup and fish meat fell into his stomach.
He ate and drank to his heart's content. According to his usual habits, he must have gone out for a walk to practice his walking technique. However, there was no way for him to walk on the mountain. Even around the lake, there was a certain height that was not suitable for him to walk on.
He held a small stick in his mouth as he sat by the stream in front of his house and thought about it. Just when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly remembered that set of boxing he had obtained from triquetine's Fist.
With a move from Lin Xin, he stood in the open space in front of the house, looking at the mountains in the distance, and started to practice the set of boxing s one by one. Following the movement of his boxing, a warm current suddenly rose from his stomach and spread throughout his body along with his boxing.
Furthermore, every time he felt that the boxing was not working smoothly, the warm current would rush into his meridians and allow his boxing to continue working unsmoothly.
Furthermore, because this place was extremely natural, it just so happened to conform to the first stage of the boxing. After the fifteenth move, Lin Jin's entire mind was immersed in the concept of this set of boxing, and without any distractions or thoughts, he could only guide him through this section of the boxing.
After he finished the first stage of the boxing, Lin Jin slowly let out a breath of relief. A wave of natural and vital energy immediately surged out from his body, causing the trees on the surrounding mountains to tremble twice.