After cleaning the last fish tank, Han Fei's spiritual energy reserve finally exceeded 3,000, and the spiritual energy value as high as 3241 points was enough for him to swim on the bottom of the sea three times.
Of course, not every time is so lucky, whether it is the sea dragon, the sinister ghost knife clam or the tentacled sea anemone are all scary.
At the bow of the boat, Han Fei leaned on the broken controller and studied the demon refining pot.
Looking at the green gourd the size of a small apple in his palm, Han Fei thought.
"On."
As Han Fei's heart moved, the 2000 points of spiritual energy disappeared instantly, and a large wave of spiritual energy poured into the gourd. Han Fei only felt a hazy mist in his mind. When the mist exploded, an unprecedented feeling appeared in Han Fei's mind.
In the void, there seemed to be a burning stove. Han Fei was stunned. He felt that as long as he wanted, he could put anything into the gourd and perform some kind of wonderful synthesis.
At the same time, an idea came to Han Fei's mind.
Heaven and Earth Furnace: With the heaven and earth as the furnace and aura as the fire, everything can be turned into a weapon.
When these words came to Han Fei's mind, he immediately swallowed, "Take heaven and earth as a furnace?" What a big tone.
But thinking of the introduction of "Fishing in the Void", I immediately feel at ease, and that's right, I've already crossed over, what else can't I accept
Han Fei looked at Zizhu, the sword fish dagger, the refined iron fishing rod, and the torn clothes on his body. I thought that I had as many as five saury daggers anyway, so I immediately put one saury dagger into the furnace of heaven and earth.
The moment the knifefish dagger disappeared, he seemed to see a misty space in the gourd, and a knife was floating quietly.
"Smelting."
The fire rose in an instant, and a small knife the size of a palm floated out almost in a short time.
"So fast?"
As soon as Han Fei opened his eyes, he saw a small knife appear in front of him and landed in his hand.
"Hiss..."
Han Fei was a little dumbfounded, so big? My half-meter-long knife can be refined into a little Li Fei knife
Han Fei picked up the small knife. For some reason, he felt that this knife was very suitable for him.
But the first thing Han Fei wanted to prove was just how powerful was this palm-sized smile? He picked up the knife and slashed at the other knife, but his eyes widened immediately. The knife that was promised to be extremely tough was cut with a gap
"so smart?"
Han Fei looked at Zizhu next to him again, and thought that I shouldn't get in the way if I cut him with a knife, right
"Ding… "
With a light tap, there was a crisp sound. Han Fei checked carefully. Zizhu was fine, not even a scratch, and the knife was fine.
Han Fei should be relieved, it seems that Zizhu's grade is very high.
But immediately looking at the demon refining pot again, he was immediately dumbfounded.
"Hiss, there are only 1053 points left? Reiki consumes 188 points?"
Han Fei hesitated. Although the effect was gratifying, the consumption was also huge. This is just to smelt a knife, what if it is purple bamboo
With a ruthless heart, he put Zizhu into the melting furnace of heaven and earth, and then became ruthless again, throwing all the remaining knives into it. Anyway, he needed a weapon, and He Xiaoyu's bamboo stick made him jealous.
Han Fei took a deep breath. Anyway, he still has a large yellow croaker in the fish tank, and the fish tank of the ball fish has not absorbed it. If the spiritual energy is not enough, he can still absorb a few hundred points.
Han Fei thought, let's practice! Seeing what he could refine, Han Fei thought in his heart that it would be great if he could refine it into a Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
As a result, after two breaths, only a golden light was seen on the gourd, and a purple-red stick floated out.
Han Fei's first feeling was that his body was suddenly weak, but unexpectedly, it was not strong enough to absorb the spiritual energy, so Han Fei was relieved.
After taking a closer look at the purple-red stick, Han Fei was dumbfounded again. What the hell, isn't it the Ruyi Golden Cudgel? The difference is that the two ends of the golden cudgel are golden hoops, and the middle is black iron. As for the one in front of you, the two ends are silver-white, and the middle is purple-red.
Han Fei immediately took a deep breath. What kind of thing did he co-refined? Is it based on his own imagination? So the two ends should be the material of the knife, and the middle is purple bamboo
Purple Bamboo Stick (Mortal Grade)
Note: "It is made from the 280-year-old ordinary purple bamboo as the main body, which is smelted by infusing the saury Geng gold knife gas, which can emit the sharpness of the knife."
"Mortal level middle-grade? Weapons are also classified into grades? Yes, since cultivation is graded, there is no reason why weapons should not be classified into grades. But isn't Zizhu a top-grade treasure? How come it has become a mortal grade here? It is still a middle-grade .”
Han Fei looked at it carefully, and even weighed it casually. Good guy, this must weigh a hundred and eighty catties. It would be terrible if it hit someone.
When Han Fei held the stick with one hand, he felt that it was a weapon he had used for many years. He swung it a little bit. Although it was a little heavy, it was very convenient.
Han Fei was delighted to see Lie Xin, and immediately danced a set of ten square sticks. Between chopping and sweeping, there was a lot of wind, and when the spiritual energy was infused, it was able to wave light and shadow.
Ten square sticks, which pay attention to chopping, sweeping, and stabbing... At this moment, the purple bamboo stick is like a part of Han Fei's own body. It is extremely flexible in his hands, and his hands, feet and body can instantly control and respond to the position of the stick.
After dancing for half an hour, Han Fei felt that the more he used it, the smoother he became, and he understood the profound meaning of the ten-square stick for a while.
If He Xiaoyu was standing here, his mouth would be wide open, because Han Fei's Shifang stick was so small at this moment.
"Cool… "
Han Fei stopped, and after yelling a word, he fell to the ground, feeling dizzy and acid water rising from his stomach.
He quickly looked at the demon refining pot, and couldn't help smiling wryly, the set of stick techniques exhausted his spiritual energy.
Host: Han Fei
Level: Level 5 (Fisherman Medium Grade)
Aura: 0 (159)
Spirit Vein: First Class Top Grade
Weapon: Purple Bamboo Stick
Major skills: "Fishing in the Void", the first chapter "Hooking and Kissing" [Mortal Divine Grade]
Seeing the number 0, Han Fei rolled and crawled into the fish tank full of large yellow croakers, and did not let go after picking up a large yellow croaker.
After a while, a fish tank was emptied, and his aura finally returned to 144 points.
Yes, a large yellow croaker in the entire fish tank only provides 144 points of aura.
Han Fei wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. The aura value he got from his life was less than 3,000 points in total after two lives. It turned out that it took only two minutes, and it was all spent, and there was nothing left.
He seems to have seen a gigantic pit, and just one item of refining can make him exhaust his spiritual energy. What is that refining world that costs 10,000 points of spiritual energy to open it
In the dark, Han Fei had a premonition that he would have a headache every day in order to obtain spiritual energy. Others' aura consumption is nothing more than fishing, spending a few hours, and fighting at worst, but it's just a few tens of points. It's good for me, but I'm only a fisherman, with only a few thousand flowers, can I still play happily
Holding the stick and sighing, Han Fei threw it into the corner casually, wanting to vent his helplessness. In the end, by accident, the purple bamboo stick hit the controller of the fishing boat, which is equivalent to the engine, and then smashed a wooden cover by himself.
Han Fei thought about it. The fishing boat was already in tatters. Now that he smashed it, will Likong Island let him pay for it
"Huh!"
When Han Fei was struggling to lose money, he saw an iron lump on the controller that seemed to be broken. It was the mark of a knife cut, and it was not smashed by my own stick at all.
Han Fei squatted down and looked at it for a long time, then his face turned cold.
"man-made?"
"Who the hell is trying to kill me?"
The first person that came to his mind was Hu Kun, and he shook his head immediately. Hu Kun is at odds with himself, but can such a big kid have this ability? Besides, he didn't know when he would leave the island. Even if he knew, he would still be able to destroy the fishing boat on the island
But, since it's not Hu Kun, who is it? It seems that I have not sinned against others, right