"Tang... Tang Ge, seventh... seventh level... seventh level spiritual vein."
It's not that the teacher doesn't want to call out the following grades, but that he has never seen a person with a seventh-level spiritual vein in his life. Suddenly one appeared in front of him, and he was stunned.
Not to mention this teacher, the entire playground, all the teachers, including the village chief, were all dumbfounded.
On the far side, Hu Kun, who was shining yellow in the test, was also stupid. He just wanted to call out his third-level top-rank aptitude, but suddenly Tang Ge showed a seventh-rank. What the hell, how can I play
Don't talk about others, Tang Ge himself is stupid, level seven? What is this concept? Since Tianshui Village was established, there has never been a Tianjiao with a seventh-level spiritual vein, but now, is he
Tang Ge also wanted to go back and look for Han Fei to get affirmation and support from Han Fei, but he couldn't find anyone in the crowd.
Fang Ze appeared in front of everyone's eyes. He put his hand on Tang Ge's shoulder and laughed loudly. The sound was rolling, and a group of teachers and students were stunned.
"Okay... your name is Tang Ge?"
Tang Ge nodded blankly.
Fang Ze's smiling face almost opened, and the surprise was beyond words. He patted Tang Ge's shoulder heavily and said, "Stay by my side for the time to come."
Fang Ze never thought that there would be a seventh-level spiritual vein in such a small village. Even in the main city, the seventh-level spiritual vein represents the arrogance of heaven, but the fact that Tang Ge appeared was an unexpected surprise.
After finishing speaking, Fang Ze turned his head to look at the village chief and said, "Tianshui Village deserves a reward for its merits in cultivating geniuses. From now on, the supply of Yiying will be doubled. The village chief will reward him with a third-grade ascending elixir and a red blood pill for his merits in governing the village. One coral pole, one sea red fruit..."
Fang Ze was really happy. He threw a bunch of things that no one else had heard of before, and the village chief was probably knocked out.
Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Hai Hongguo, my God, my father said, that is a treasure of heaven and earth, a magical thing that can help people break through the realm."
He Xiaoyu opened his mouth wide, feeling confused: "Level seven, level seven spirit veins, wow... so strong, so powerful."
Han Fei was also stunned for a long time, and then smiled slowly: "Damn it, you really deserve to be my brother, amazing!"
Han Fei was still jealous in his heart, it was unreasonable, as soon as someone else came out, he would be a seventh-level spirit vein. What about yourself? At the first level, I am too embarrassed to say it outside.
He Xiaoyu: "Han Fei, you are swearing."
Han Fei: "I was happy for my brother."
He Xiaoyu tilted his head, and suddenly thought: "Wow, won't Tang Ge go back to Tianshui Village often from now on?"
Han Fei: "Why?"
He Xiaoyu: "Because you are in Tianshui Village!"
Han Fei said quietly: "I may not be here!"
He Xiaoyu said bluntly: "Where can you be if you are not in Tianshui Village? Your spiritual veins are not as strong as mine, but I am a master with one foot at the seventh level, and you are only at the fourth level."
Just as Han Fei was arguing with He Xiaoyu, he felt that his eyes were blurred, the stage was gone, and Tang Ge was taken away.
The village head was excited for a long time, and finally came back to his senses. At this moment, his face was full of red, and he shouted loudly: "The test continues."
"Hu Kun, a third-level upper-grade spiritual vein."
In Tianshui Village, this talent is not low, but now all the students have not recovered, with a seventh level, it seems that the third level will become a weak chicken.
"Musen, a first-level middle-grade spirit vein."
"Liu Dali, a low-grade spirit vein."
Once the so-called Tianjiao student's test is over, the test level will be unreadable immediately. Especially those with a low-level spiritual vein, their faces turned pale, which meant that they could only cultivate to the sixth-level fisherman in their entire life.
He Xiaoyu: "Only when you reach the first-level top-grade spiritual veins can you become a fishing master. Well, it's our turn."
When Han Fei saw the bright yellow light emanating from He Xiaoyu, he also had a certain idea in his heart. As long as the yellow light emitted, none of them exceeded level four.
Sure enough, the teacher shouted: "He Xiaoyu, a third-level top-grade spirit vein."
He Xiaoyu's father was overjoyed. Among the thousands of students, his daughter was definitely ranked in the top five. Immediately, his face was flushed, and he wanted to laugh out loud.
He Xiaoyu was very happy, and many people looked at her enviously. For ordinary people, the seventh-level spiritual vein is a legend, and the third-level top-rank is the existence they should look up to!
Han Fei walked forward silently.
Wang Jie glanced at him: "Put your hand on the test stone and guide it with spiritual energy."
The process was very simple. Han Fei saw that the stone was glowing, and the color was a little lighter.
"Huh!"
Wang Jie snorted, and then shouted, "Han Fei, a first-class high-grade spirit vein."
This level of spirit veins was so common that no one cared about it. Wang Jiezhi's so-called surprise was because he thought that Han Fei was at most a low-level one, otherwise his cultivation would not be so slow.
It's just that no one noticed that there was a streak of black on the stone, which was almost indistinguishable from the color of the stone itself.
Wang Jie didn't see it, but Han Fei did.
Han Fei quickly withdrew his hand: "Teacher, what color is the fourth-level spirit vein?"
Wang Jie said casually: "Blue... next."
After returning, Han Fei looked at a blank face. Below level 4 is yellow, from level 4 to level 6 is blue, and above level 7 is purple. What level does black represent
"Han Fei, you don't have to worry. There is still hope for the first-level upper-level spiritual veins. Although they can't compare with me, they are better than those first-level middle-lower ones!"
He Xiaoyu was comforting beside him.
Han Fei: "Hehe! Going to practice Shifang stick?"
He Xiaoyu was surprised: "Practice again? Didn't you just practice this morning? You should be sore all over by now."
Han Fei: "I drank two bowls of swallowing fish soup, and it's ready."
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Training Course.
He Xiaoyu: "You need to be clever, you need to be dexterous, your style of play is too brutal. Now we are only talking about skills. If you infuse the spirit energy, you will use up the spirit energy after hitting five or six sticks."
Han Fei gave up: "Infuse spiritual energy to fight?"
He Xiaoyu: "Of course, we don't use spiritual energy in normal practice. After all, spiritual energy is precious. But in the fishing ground, there are always life and death crises, so it is necessary to infuse spiritual energy, and try not to waste every bit, otherwise it will come back Rather time consuming."
Han Fei was stunned: "Every bit? Do you know how much aura you have?"
He Xiaoyu felt that Han Fei was a bit stupid: "Of course I know! When I first entered the sixth level, I had 120 points, and now I have 142 points. In theory, as long as I break through 140 points, I can become a seventh-level fisherman, but there are also people who It is said that the most powerful person in the village can train up to 159 points, and my father said that there is a genius in the town who has trained up to 179 points."
Han Fei only felt his heart pounding: "Are you sure you got 120 points when you first entered the sixth level?"
He Xiaoyu: "That's right! The standard for level six is 120 points."
Han Feixin said, so what is my 119 o'clock now? Wait, Han Fei's expression changed slightly when he looked at the Demon Refining Pot.
Host: Han Fei
Level: Level 4 (Fisherman Medium Grade)
Aura: 208 (121)
Spirit vein: first-class top grade [upgradeable]
Major skills: "Fishing in the Void", the first chapter "Hooking and Kissing" [Mortal Divine Grade]
Han Fei looked weird. When did the upper limit increase by 2 points
Han Fei's heart tightened, could it be because I drank two bowls of swallowing fish soup? Or is it because of practicing the ten-square stick, which has the effect of exercising the body
Also, the sixth-level standard is 120 points, so what is 121 points now
Han Fei: "He Xiaoyu, tell me how much spiritual energy I can train as a level 4 fisherman?"
He Xiaoyu tilted his head: "You? Theoretically, there are only 80 points, and the maximum is 99. The fourth-level fisherman trains his body just to improve his physique and strength, but it is difficult to increase the upper limit of spiritual energy. Only At level six, or at the peak of level six, there will be no mention of training spiritual energy."
Han Fei rolled his eyes: "He Xiaoyu, you, do you still drink Lingling Fish Soup?"
He Xiaoyu looked wary: "You've already drank two bowls."
Han Fei: "Two bowls of fish soup are not enough! Which one of us is with whom? Besides, my brother has a seventh-level spiritual vein. Now I don't know how many people want to please me?"
He Xiaoyu: "I won't please you, I will only urge you."
Han Fei: "You can't say that. You don't think about yourself, you have to think about your father, right? Think about it, your father raised you so much, you have to be filial, don't you? Get along with me, and wait for Tang Ge to become stronger." I asked him to give your father a random sea red fruit, wouldn't your father become a great fisherman?"
He Xiaoyu obviously didn't have enough IQ, so he was taken aback for a while, and asked, "Can Tang Ge get Haihongguo?"
Han Fei: "That's for sure! Didn't you see Fang Ze throwing the sea red fruit to the village chief like trash? It means that it is worthless in their eyes. You can give me a bowl of swallowing fish soup now, and you can buy it in the future." What a bargain to exchange for a sea red fruit!"
He Xiaoyu: "Really?"
Han Feiyou: "That must be done!"
Han Fei didn't have the self-consciousness of the big bad wolf fooling the little sheep at all. After a while, he drank another bowl of swallowing fish soup.
Sure enough, the aura value changed.
Host: Han Fei
Level: Level 4 (Fisherman Medium Grade)
Aura: 256 (122)
Spirit vein: first-class top grade [upgradeable]
Major skills: "Fishing in the Void", the first chapter "Hooking and Kissing" [Mortal Divine Grade]
Han Fei: "Hahaha! It's crazy, a bowl of soup equals a bit of aura potential, so what if it's a hundred bowls?"
Thinking about it, Han Fei suddenly grinned and said, "He Xiaoyu, how about lending me a bamboo stick?"
He Xiaoyu: "You want to fight again? Don't borrow it."
Han Fei: "Be obedient, how about I borrow it once and pay you a bowl of swallowing fish soup?"