God of Fishing

Han Fei felt a little itchy behind his back. After he touched his hand, he discovered that the wound was very thin and had already begun to scab?

“Oh, I shouldn't have! That was a smoke, that's all? ”

Han Fei touched it and found the wound was gone.

“Hiss...”

Han Fei first thought of purple bamboo fruit, then snake gall, surely one of these two effects has not yet passed, can this resilience be sustainable?

After the tentacle shrimp boarding, Han Fei also stopped fishing. First he absorbed half the swordfish, then he absorbed the tiny tentacle shrimp with a dilapidated head.

Not surprisingly, even the little tentacle shrimp's spiritual supply reached 36 o'clock, almost catching up with the majority of the bowls of tungsten fish soup.

“Surely, the higher the grade, the more spiritual it contains. ”

But Han didn't do the math. It's still a loss! The tentacle shrimp is much harder to deal with than the swordfish. At least it has a spiritual gain. This is a huge cost, not to mention the spiritual energy consumed in the battle. It is huge.

Han Fei has a dark face. Chinese fishermen are still too bad at sea. It would be nice to be in school every day. If schools can still fight every day, it would be better.

“Too bad I can't even go back now, or practice first. ”

In March, the view of the sea remains beautiful at night, and the whole surface of the sea in Nay Ho is a little strange.

Shrimp was dug out by Han Fei and hung up on the boat as a meal, while Han Fei sat on the deck and began cultivating.

Just after running the method, Han Fei discovered a wave of spiritual energy into his body, of course, the gourd sucked his head, even so, more than a few times stronger than at home.

“Oh, here we go again. Looks like we can practise against the moon. We can do half the work! ”

Han was weird, and he felt like he had discovered something terrible. While practicing "Void Fishing" is dozens of times more effective than "Soul Fishing" on a suspended island, it still doesn't feel like much.

But at sea, with moonlight, the effect is several times stronger than on a suspended island. Previously, he was a second-degree fisherman, and he didn't realize the gap so much, but now, he's rolling into the body, waves after waves of baptism, and although he can't keep much, he's outdone Soul Fishing by dozens of times.

“Is it true that it is the first generic exercise called, these are the intensities of practice, is not the practice of the day cultivated by others for the last few months? ”

Same as the last time, since Korea and Africa started practicing on the sea, the water gradually began to fluctuate all the time, from time to time a small white fish jumped up and occasionally a large yellow fish jumped up.

It may be that Han was not inspired by strong spirituality, but not yet strong enough, so the surrounding fish attracted, but there was no major riot, but the small movement was constant.

“Pfft...”

A little white fish jumped onto the boat and slapped the deck in front of Korea and Africa.

“Wow...”

A big yellow fish landed on the side of Korean Africa, afraid to hit the deck.

“Pfft... Pfft...”

There was a little white fish jumping on Han Fei's face, more than one, two in a row.

Han Fei suddenly stopped practicing and got angry. Can't you just stay in the water? Do I have to jump out of the ocean and hit my face?

Han Fei kicked every five or six fish on the boat into the fish cabin, but as soon as the spirit stopped, dozens of fish immediately began to jump.

Han Fei pulled his head over to the side of the boat, and as a result, he saw a stupidity of turtlefish, and not far from the sea was the cold light, which seemed to be a knifefish.

After a few breaths, the whole surface seemed to flinch. This scene scared Han Fei to sit down again and start practicing again.

Indeed, the scene subsided only at the beginning of the training.

Han Fei kind of found out. He's eating meat with me. Are you all drinking soup? But over time, Han Fei became more and more shocked. Is this me practicing or are you practicing? Am I practicing on the brink of death?

There were more and more fish nearby. As soon as Han Fei stopped, the sea level would riot. He would not dare to stop.

Finally, the moon wheel fell, and the distant sky seemed to have white light, with it, the first dawn of the day.

Same as last time, Han Fei suddenly shook the whole thing, his wrist was so stinging, the gourd was shining, it seemed to burn. In just three seconds, “Hurrah”, Han Fei's hand started a fire, then Han had to stop, the whole hand burned.

This time, Han was not smart enough to jump straight into the fish cabin and put a lid on it.

Indeed, the next moment, the sea boils, and a spectacular scene emerges. Hundreds of fish of all colours were clapping at the surface, and then jumping again on the surface.

Knife fish, turtlefish, tentacle shrimp, snake belt, big yellow fish… there's even a big turtle, but the big turtle can't jump on the boat.

The surface of the sea was stained with blood water for a while, many big fish were jumping wildly, the sound of "snapping" on the deck kept ringing in my ears, maybe there was a blue sea turtlefish force too hard, the hull of the collision was shaking, the hull under my body from time to time “creaking”, Han Fei once suspected that the fishing boat would break apart.

Han Fei dared to bet that when he went out at this time, he could be impacted by a wide range of fish in minutes without skin perfection.

“Bang...”

“Bang...”

No time, there was the sound of a knife inserting into the deck, the sound of a blue stone striking the hull, and the sound of a peristalsis.

It took more than a dozen minutes for those voices to fade away.

Han Fei probed and opened the hatch door at this time, and he glanced at it. The whole deck was littered with corpses, piled up like hills. Few live fish are struggling, and some without knives are breathing.

Han Fei: “Still good in the sea! How spiritual does this ship have to be? ”

Han Fei looked happily at the fish full of boats, whether it was fish or shredded fish chunks, he didn't care, and these were all spiritual in his eyes. Aren't the refiner options for the demon pot 2,000 spirits? Isn't it 10,000 points to refine the heavens and the earth? Stay at sea for a month and a half. Isn't that easy?

Though he thought so, Korea and Africa searched carefully for all the fish chambers, and the snake belt didn't find it, but accidentally found a black ball.

That black ball rolls around in a fish compartment.

[Name] Ball Fish

[Level] Level 10

[Quality] Normal

[Contains Spirituality] 290 points

Eating Effect Ballfish heart, such as honey like sugar, long-term consumption can improve human recovery

Collectible Fish thorn, can be used as a darker

Absorbable

“Shit, 290 points. So spiritual? ”

In my memory, ball fish are some kind of special type of fish in a primary fishery, which is stupid and easy to hook. But when it's hooked, it's not easy to grab, because it sprays. On the sphere of the ball fish, one hundred and eight black thorns are hidden under the skin. When in danger, it's called a rain pear blossom, a flying needle. As long as the ball fish run away, it won't last three or five days, and there will be new thorns on the body, so few creatures offend the fish.

Even humans are reluctant to catch them, because they are easily stabbed into hedgehogs. Most importantly, this thing has no meat, and the only benefit is that the heart of the ball fish is full of spiritual essence and has a strong regenerative capacity.

Han Fei took a dark breath: “Did he get to the first level fisheries? ”

Han Fei thought about it for a while, but didn't make this ball of fish first, the difficulty coefficient is quite high. He put the lid on the fish compartment, and he started absorbing the mutilations wildly.

Half an hour later, with the exception of the fish compartment and ball fish compartment where the big yellow fish were thrown, all the other fish compartments were empty, and the substrate was cleaned by Korea and Africa, while the spiritual value, all at once, increased to 2,584 points, and the harvest was visible and rich.

Han Fei figured it out, or he killed the ball fish first, and then he could try the refiner. I now have five pairs of purple bamboo in my hand, and I end up with a generous fortune.

Han Fei kicked the hatch cover open with one foot, and the whole person hurried back a few steps, the next moment three black stabs into the sky.

“Shit, so tough? ”

Han Fei stretched out his fishing rod, stirred it up in the water, and then heard “sex” shooting continuously, from time to time several black pricks shot into the sky from the mouth of the fish hatch.

Han Fei: “Hey! No IQ, no IQ. It's called catching in a jar. What can you do for me? ”

Han Fei stirred for half a day, after he could no longer hear the sound of the spike firing, he boldly picked up the purple bamboo stick and started stirring, stirring for five minutes and giving him a few more spikes.

“Is that all? ”

A few minutes later, Han Fei caught a black, autumnal ball with two white eyeballs and a soft, slippery ball.

Han Fei stuck a knife on the ball fish without saying a word. It was like a gas leak. After a few seconds, he added a large skin to his eyes.

“Huh! It's nice to make a package of this. ”

Han Fei cut off the heart of the ball fish, white, a little stiff, is this the thing worth 290 points of spirituality? As soon as this heart gets started, the silk is cool and I feel like I'm gaining some spiritual energy.

Han Fei didn't waste it naturally. He threw it in his mouth with his mouth open. Something bigger on his thumb was better for himself. It was a bit of a loss to absorb it into the refinery pot.

Sure enough, after eating himself, Han Fei felt his spiritual strength was high enough for a little bit, and looked around, 2856 points. Although this result was known long ago, Han Fei still felt shocked and really had such high spiritual energy. Shouldn't it double oral? How come it's only 290? Is it because those pricks are gone? That must be it.

Korea and Africa do not know that the heart of a ball fish is priced as high as three medium pearls on the market. If he knew, he wouldn't even eat it crying.

Besides, no one usually eats it like that. Who eats it right out of their heart? If the heart of a ball fish is refined, the effect is to multiply geometrically.