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- After cleaning out the last fish hold, Han Fei's spiritual energy reserve finally exceeded 3,000. The spiritual energy value of 3,241 points was enough for him to swim on the seabed three more times.
Of course, not every time is so lucky, whether it is the sea dragon, the insidious ghost knife clam or the sea anemone full of tentacles, they are all terrifying.
On the bow of the ship, Han Fei leaned on the broken controller and studied the demon refining pot.
Looking at the green gourd the size of a small apple on his palm, Han Fei thought.
"Turn on."
As Han Fei's heart moved, 2000 points of spiritual energy disappeared instantly, and a large wave of spiritual energy poured into the gourd. Han Fei only felt a hazy fog in his mind. When the fog exploded, an unprecedented realization appeared in Han Fei's mind.
There seemed to be a blazing furnace in the void. Han Fei was stunned. He felt that as long as he wanted to, 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.
The furnace of heaven and earth: With heaven and earth as the furnace, spiritual energy as the fire, everything can be turned into a weapon.
When this sentence appeared in Han Fei's mind, he immediately swallowed his saliva and used heaven and earth as a furnace? What a loud tone.
But when I thought about the introduction of "Void Fishing", I immediately felt at ease. That's right, I have traveled through time and space, what else can't be accepted?
Han Fei took a look at the purple bamboo, saury dagger, fine iron fishing rod, and the tattered clothes he was wearing. Thinking that he had five swordfish daggers anyway, he immediately put one of the swordfish daggers into the furnace of heaven and earth.
The moment the swordfish dagger disappeared, I seemed to see a foggy space in the gourd, with a knife floating quietly.
"Smelting."
The fire rose instantly, and almost before I could breathe, a palm-sized knife floated out.
"So fast?"
As soon as Han Fei opened his eyes, he saw a knife appearing in front of his eyes and falling into his hand.
"Hiss"
Han Fei was a little dumbfounded. Is it so big? My half-meter-long knife can be turned into Xiao Li's flying knife after refining it?
Han Fei picked up the knife. For some reason, he felt that it suited him very well.
But the first thing Han Fei wanted to prove was how powerful this slap-sized smile really was? He picked up the knife and slashed the other knife, but his eyes immediately widened. The knife that was promised to be extremely tough was actually cut with a gap?
"so smart?"
Han Fei looked at the purple bamboo on the side again and thought it wouldn't be a problem if I cut it, right?
"Ding¡¡"
With a gentle knock, there was a crisp sound. Han Fei looked carefully and found that Zizhu was fine, not even a scratch, and the knife was fine as well.
Han Fei should be relieved, it seems that Zizhu is of high quality.
But when he looked at the demon refining pot again, he was immediately dumbfounded.
"Hey, there are only 1053 points left? 188 spiritual energy points are consumed?"
Han Fei hesitated. Although the effect was gratifying, the consumption was also huge. This is just smelting a knife, what if it is Zizhu?
With a cruel heart, he took Zizhu into the furnace of heaven and earth, and then with a cruel heart, he threw 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 had a large yellow croaker in the fish tank and a ball fish in the fish tank that he hadn't absorbed yet. If he didn't have enough spiritual energy, he could still absorb hundreds of points.
Han Fei suddenly thought, practice! Seeing what he could make, Han Fei thought it would be great if he could make a wishful golden cudgel.
After taking two breaths, I saw golden light on the gourd and a purple-red stick floating out.
Han Fei's first feeling was that his body suddenly felt weak, but surprisingly, it was not strong enough to absorb the spiritual energy, so Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
After taking a closer look at the purple-red stick, Han Fei was dumbfounded again. Isn't this the Ruyi Golden Cudgel? The difference is that the two ends of the golden hoop are gold hoops and the middle is black iron. The one in front of me is silver-white at both ends and purple-red in the middle.
Han Fei took a breath immediately. What did the co-refined thing look like? Was it based on his imagination? So the two ends should be made of knife material, and the middle is purple bamboo?
Purple bamboo stick (ordinary mid-grade)
Note: "It is made from 280-year-old ordinary purple bamboo as the main body, and is smelted by injecting sword fish Geng gold sword energy, which can emit sharp sword energy."
"Medium-grade ordinary level? Weapons are also divided into levels? That's right."??Since cultivation is divided into levels, there is no reason why weapons should not be divided into levels. But isn't Zizhu a top-grade treasure? How come it has reached the mortal level now, and it's still middle-grade. "
Han Fei looked at it carefully and weighed it. Good guy, this weighs one hundred and eighty pounds. It would be terrible if it hit someone.
When Han Fei held the stick with one hand, he felt that it was the same weapon he had used for many years. He swung it slightly. Although it was a little heavy, it was very easy to use.
Han Fei was so happy when he saw that he was hunting, he immediately danced a set of ten square sticks. In the midst of the slashing and sweeping, the tiger and the tiger stirred up the wind, and when they were infused with spiritual energy, they were able to wave out light and shadow.
The Shifang stick is about splitting, 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. His hands, feet, and body can instantly control and react to the position of the stick. .
After dancing for half an hour, Han Fei felt that the more he used it, the easier it became. He understood the secret of the Shifang Stick in an instant.
If He Xiaoyu were standing here, his mouth would be open wide, because Han Fei's Shifang stick would have shrunk to size at this moment.
"Cool¡¡"
Han Fei stopped, and after shouting one word, he fell to the ground. He felt like the world was spinning, and acid water seemed to be bubbling in his stomach.
He quickly looked at the demon refining pot and couldn't help but smile bitterly. A set of stick techniques had exhausted all his spiritual energy.
Owner: Han Fei
Level: Level 5 (Middle-grade Fisherman)
Aura: 0 (159)
Spiritual Veins: First Class Top Grade
Weapon: Purple Bamboo Stick
Main skill: "Void Fishing Technique" Chapter 1 "Gelsemium Technique" [Ordinary Level Divine Grade]
As soon as he saw the number 0, Han Fei rolled into the fish cabin full of large yellow croakers and picked up a large yellow croaker without letting go.
After a while, a fish tank was emptied, and his aura finally returned to 144 points.
Yes, a whole fish tank of large yellow croaker only provides 144 points of aura.
Han Fei wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. He had to risk his life twice to get the spiritual energy value, but he only got less than 3,000 points in total. It only took two minutes, and it was all spent, leaving nothing at all.
He seemed to see a huge pit. Just refining a weapon can make him run out of spiritual energy. What is the refining world that costs 10,000 points of spiritual energy just to open it?
???????? Han Fei had a premonition that he might have a headache every day in the future trying to obtain spiritual energy. Other people's consumption of spiritual energy is nothing more than fishing, which costs a few points, and the worst is fighting, which only costs dozens or dozens of points. It's better for me. I'm just a fisherman. I only have thousands of flowers. How can I still have fun?
Han Fei sighed as he picked up the stick and threw it into the corner, wanting to vent his frustration. As a result, the purple bamboo stick accidentally hit the controller of the fishing boat, which is equivalent to the engine, and then a wooden cover was smashed by himself.
Han Fei was done thinking. The fishing boat was already in tatters. Now that it was smashed by him, would Likong Island let him pay for it?
"Huh!"
While Han Fei was struggling to lose money, he saw an iron bump on the controller that seemed broken. Those marks were cut by a knife, not hit by his stick at all.
Han Fei squatted down and stared for a long time, then his face turned cold.
"man-made?"
"Who wants to kill me?"
The first person that came to his mind was Hu Kun, and he shook his head immediately. Hu Kun didn't want to deal with him, but how could such a big kid be so capable? Besides, he doesn't know when he will leave the island. Even if he knows, can he still destroy the fishing boat on the island?
¡°But, if it¡¯s not Hu Kun, then who is it? You don¡¯t seem to have sinned against others, right?
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