When Tang Hao mentioned the idea of rearing fish, he immediately received the support of the Taoist masters.
Tang Hao opened the pocket world.
The Taoist masters followed him in. When they looked around, they exclaimed in surprise and amazement.
An expanse of verdant green stretched into a range of undulating mountains. It was a very beautiful scene.
"This must be lingzhi! Damn! Why Is it so big? It must be at least a hundred years old!"
"Oh my god! What is that thing? Why is it golden and shining? Wow! It smells so good! Why does it smell like divine liquor?"
The Taoist masters exclaimed from time to time as they walked.
When they came to the pond, the Taoist masters looked at it and shook their heads.
"It's too small!"
"That's right! It needs to be at least several times bigger!"
"Also, the spirit skate needs a cold habitat. Your pond isn't suitable!" Said Taoist Master Qing Xu.
