Chapter 25

After cleaning up the last fish cabin, Han Fei's aura reserve finally exceeded 3,000, and his aura value of 3,241 points was enough for him to wave three more times on the bottom of the sea.

Of course, not every time is so lucky, whether it is the sea dragon, the sinister ghost knife mussel, or the tentacled sea anemone, all of which are terrifying.

At the bow, Han Fei relied on the broken controller to study the demon pot.

Looking at the blue gourd the size of a small apple on his palm, Han Fei thought.

"Turn 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 fog in his mind. When the fog exploded, an unprecedented feeling appeared in Han Fei's mind.

In the void, there seemed to be a burning furnace. Han Fei was stunned. He felt that as long as he wanted, he could put anything into the gourd, and then perform some kind of wonderful synthesis.

At the same time, a thought popped into Han Fei's mind.

The melting pot of heaven and earth: With heaven and earth as the furnace, and spiritual energy as the fire, everything can become a weapon.

When this sentence appeared in Han Fei's mind, he swallowed his saliva immediately, using heaven and earth as the furnace? What a big breath.

However, when I think of the introduction of "Void Fishing", I immediately feel relieved, and yes, I have crossed over, what else is unacceptable?

Han Fei glanced at Zizhu, the saury dagger, the fine iron fishing rod, and the tattered clothes on him. I thought that I had as many as five saury daggers anyway, so I immediately put a saury dagger into the furnace of heaven and earth.

The moment the saury dagger disappeared, he seemed to see a foggy space in the gourd, and a knife hovered quietly.

"Melting."

The fire rose instantly, and in almost a breathless time, a small knife the size of a slap floated out.

"So fast?"

As soon as Han Fei opened his eyes, he saw a knife appear in front of him and landed in his hand.

"hiss……"

Han Fei was a little dumbfounded, so big? My knife that is half a meter long becomes Xiao Li Fei Dao after refining it?

Han Fei picked up the knife, and for some reason, he felt that the knife was very suitable for him.

But the first thing that Han Fei wanted to prove was how powerful this slap in the face was? He picked up the knife and slashed on the other knife, but his eyes widened immediately. He said that the tough knife was cut directly with a gap?

"so smart?"

Han Fei looked at Zizhu next to him again, thinking that I shouldn't get in the way with a knife, right?

"Ding……"

With a light tap, a crisp sound came out. Han Fei looked carefully, Zizhu was fine, not even a scratch, and the knife was fine.

Han Fei was relieved, it seemed that Zizhu's grade was very high.

But immediately looked at the refining demon pot again, and was immediately dumbfounded.

"Hey, there are only 1053 points left? Aura consumes 188 points?"

Han Fei hesitated. Although the effect was gratifying, the consumption was equally huge. This is just smelting a knife, what if it is Zizhu?

With a ruthless heart, he put Zizhu into the furnace of heaven and earth, and then with a ruthless heart, he threw all the remaining knives into it. Anyway, he needs a weapon, and He Xiaoyu's bamboo stick can make him jealous.

Han Fei took a deep breath. Anyway, he still had a large yellow croaker in a fish tank, and he still didn't absorb the fish tank of the ball fish. If he didn't have enough spiritual energy, he could still inhale a few hundred points.

Han Fei thought about it, let's practice! Seeing what he could make out, Han Fei wondered if he could make a wishful gold hoop.

As a result, after two breaths, only the golden light on the gourd was seen, and a purple-red stick floated out.

Han Fei's first feeling was that his body was empty all of a sudden, but unexpectedly, it was not strong enough to absorb spiritual energy, so Han Fei was relieved.

After taking a closer look at the purple-red stick, Han Fei was dumbfounded again, this is so special, isn't it the Ruyi golden hoop stick? The difference is that the two ends of the golden hoop rod are golden hoop, and the middle is black iron. In front of this one, the two ends are silver-white, and the middle is purple-red.

Han Fei immediately took a breath. What kind of thing was co-authored and refined based on his own imagination? Then the two ends should be the material of the knife, and the middle is the purple bamboo?

Purple Bamboo Stick (Ordinary Grade Middle Grade)

Note: "It is made of 280-year-old Fanpin Purple Bamboo as the main body, and is smelted by injecting the saury Gengjin Dao Qi, which can emit the sharpness of the knife."

"Ordinary mid-grade? Weapons are also graded? Yes, since training is all graded, there is no reason for weapons to be graded. But isn't Zizhu a top-grade treasure? ."

Han Fei looked at it carefully, and he also weighed it casually. My dear, this must be 180 pounds. If it hits someone, it would be incredible.

When Han Fei held the stick body with one hand, he only felt that he had used the weapon for many years. He waved it a little, although it was a little heavy, but fortunately it was extremely handy.

Han Fei was delighted to see Hunting Heart, and immediately danced a set of ten square sticks. Between the slashing and sweeping, the wind is fierce, and the spiritual energy is poured into it, and it can wave light and shadow.

The ten-square stick is about splitting, sweeping, and stabbing... At this moment, the Zizhu stick is like a part of Han Fei's own body. .

After dancing for half an hour, Han Fei felt that the more he used it, the more comfortable he became.

If He Xiaoyu stood here, his mouth would definitely be wide open, because Han Fei's ten-square stick was so small at this moment.

"Cool……"

Han Fei stopped his body, and after shouting a word, he fell to the ground, feeling that the world was spinning, and his stomach seemed to be bubbling with acid water.

He hurriedly looked at the refining demon pot and couldn't help laughing bitterly, a set of stick techniques exhausted his spiritual energy.

Host: Han Fei

Level: Level 5 (Fisherman middle grade)

Reiki: 0 (159)

Spirit Vessel: First-class high-grade

Weapon: Purple Bamboo Stick

Major exercises: "Void Fishing", the first chapter "Hooking Kiss" [Ordinary God Grade]

As soon as he saw the number 0, Han Fei rolled and crawled into the fish tank full of large yellow croakers, holding up a large yellow croaker without letting go.

After a while, a fish cabin was emptied, and his aura finally returned to 144 points.

Yes, a large yellow croaker in a whole fish tank provides 144 points of aura.

Han Fei wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, but he still tried his life twice to get the Reiki value, and he only got less than 3,000 points in total. As a result, it took only two minutes, and it was all spent, and there was nothing left.

He seemed to have seen an incomparably huge pit. With only one item of refining, he could use up his spiritual energy. What was the refining world that would cost 10,000 spiritual energy points just to open it?

In the dark, Han Fei had a hunch that he would have a headache every day in order to obtain spiritual energy in the future. Other people's consumption of aura is nothing more than fishing, and the worst is to fight, but it is only tens of tens of tens of o'clock. It's better for me, I'm only a fisherman, with only thousands of flowers, can I still play happily?

Holding the stick, Han Fei sighed and slammed it into the corner, wanting to vent his frustration. As a result, accidentally, the purple bamboo stick hit the controller of the fishing boat, which is equivalent to the engine, and then a piece of wood cover was smashed by itself.

After Han Fei thought about it, the fishing boat was already in tatters. Now that he was smashed by himself, would Likong Island make him pay for it?

"what!"

Just as 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 himself with a 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 then he shook his head. Hu Kun didn't deal with himself, but how could such a little brat be able to do this? Besides, he didn't know when he left the island. Even if he knew, he would still be able to break the fishing boat on the island?

However, since it is not Hu Kun, who is that? You don't seem to have sinned against others, do you?