God of Fishing

Han Fei woke up and was woken by the pot.

Just now, he was almost immersed in that environment. The people I know and don't know in my eyes, a lot of people are dead, Old Bai, Xiao Wu, smelling people's feathers, Zhang Xuanyu... they all seem to have fallen.

Han Fei's mood was desperate. When the stinging pain of the Refinery Pot appeared, there was hope in his heart. He was surprised to find out where the white old man came from. Where's Zhang Xuanyu?

This is not true. When Han Fei opened his eyes, he actually reached the top of the nine steps, and the blood drained over his hands. The mouth is filled with intense bloody smell.

“Pfft...”

Han Fei exhaled a breath of blood, feeling that the five dirts were rolling over and his body was almost broken.

“I'm Nima... just climbing a step. Want to do this? ”

Han Fei hastily lost a healing technique to himself. Meanwhile, he grabbed a spiritual fruit and stuffed it in his mouth. In addition, there are a number of injury-healing Dan drugs that are filled directly into the mouth in whole bottles.

After two hours, Han Fei felt slowed down. He wanted to get up and sit up, and as soon as he sat up, he found himself squeaking.

“How the hell did I get hurt? Why do you feel like you've been beaten? ”

Han Fei looked at the steps behind him, and the steps did not change, but it was strange to fall into Han Fei's eyes.

He doesn't understand. Why go down this staircase and see the mob academy?

What you see, is it past or not? Naturally, he knew the tragedy that had befallen the mob academy 30 years earlier, and the days of the meteor had fallen countless.

But if this was a tragedy 30 years ago, why did you see Zhang Xuanyu, Lao Xiaobai and them?

“By the way, I didn't see Xia Xiao Cicada, why didn't Xia Xiao Cicada? ”

Han Fei lost a healing technique to himself again. So, the environment is actually flawed. If all four of them are there, then Xia Xiao Xia has no reason to be away.

“Boo!”

Han Fei spit on the steps: damn thing, almost killed Master!

Han Fei was not in a hurry to get up and check out the altar offerings. Anyway, sacrifices and altars have been here for years, and these sacrifices won't run away on their own.

Instead, the more critical it is, the less impulsive it is. Especially at this moment, I am still injured, and if there is a problem with the sacrifice above, I am still guilty.

Korea and Africa fully recovered their injuries and took another 3 hours. He got back on his feet when he was sure he was at his peak.

The first time, Han Fei wanted to summon the finest suit.

However, as he read his mind, Han Fei saw a set of broken clothes everywhere.

Han Fei: “??? ”

“Damn... my clothes, how did this happen? ”

Han Fei's eyes are silly: This is a fantastic suit! It is made from dozens of materials and more than 500,000 points of spiritual energy. The cost of a single piece of material is an amazing number. However, it's only nine steps away, and that's how it broke?

Han Fei was intimately shocked: What would happen if he didn't have this fantastic suit?

It took half an hour to re-refine the superb suit and put it on. Han Fei stood at the table where the sacrifice was placed.

This time, Han Fei saw the truth, but saw three items placed in the center of the desk.

One, the most central, cup-shaped tray has a red tongue of spiritual fruit. Han was not surprised that he could not see any information about the fruit at all, and the demon pot seemed to have lost its effect.

And on the tray on the left side of the fruit, there is a phalanx, which is like a jade. Han is not sure what kind of bone this is, but it looks like a human phalanx.

But how can a man's fingers be jade?

The demon pot still doesn't see any information. Nor did Han Fei look deeply, turning his head to the right side of the spiritual fruit.

But there was a black bead in the tray, and there was no information. But that bead looks like a black pearl, only thumb size. Compared to the other two, there's nothing special about it.

Han Fei took a few steps forward and was ready to take these three pieces first. Regardless of whether you know it or not, these are definitely the top of the sky babies.

Just look at the bones beneath the steps. How many people died here to get them?

And who is the mediocre person who can come here? Even those recognized geniuses like Cao Tian only broke into the 251st floor. Even if he was practicing, Han Fei estimated that by the time the mermaid appeared, he would have had difficulty. On the last 20 floors, Han Fei doesn't think he can break through easily.

When Han Fei walked to the altar and was about to do it, he suddenly stopped.

I just stood in front of the desk and didn't even notice.

At this moment, he stood at the desk, shocked to find: standing here, at first sight, it was not the red fruit in the center, not the bones and black beads, but a wooden decorative frame behind the three treasures.

The shape of the decorative frame is like a shelf with decorative knives, but it's much smaller. This shelf is not a sword or anything, but a vine with a leaf on it.

After seeing the turquoise vine, Han Fei glanced directly at him: on the turquoise vine, there was a layer of light circulating, even after not knowing how many years, the colour remained bright.

The question is, isn't this the vine of a fucking demon pot?

Han Fei lifted his hand and looked at the demon pot on his hand. He hurriedly opened his palm and his heart moved, and the little gourd appeared over his palm.

“Buzz!”

As soon as the demon pot appeared, the green vine on the shelf shivered, and Han Fei's demon pot began to spin wildly.

“Huh!”

Han Fei was very stunned. He remembers that the last time the Refinery Pot spinned, it was his own gift to enlighten the Spirit.

That time, I got black and white.

And this time, the magic pot still spins.

“Boom...”

All of a sudden, the heavens and the earth sound like a loud bang. Han Fei just feels his ears are rumbling, he doesn't know where to make the sound...

Whenever there is an unknown change, big things always happen, so Han is not anxious at this moment.

He didn't dare move either, as he found the green vine trembling towards the demon pot. The process was slow and made Han Fei anxious.

……

The outside world.

On the steps of the sea, it's still hot, so what should ordinary people do?

Every day, a large number of people wait at the entrance to the sea steps. They didn't do anything else. They just stared down the stairs. They have to wait for the black and white uncertainty to appear.

Xia Xiao Cicada is among these people. She said it would take less than three days to wait for Han Fei for half a month.

“Boom...”

Suddenly, the steps shook. Many were suddenly wobbled, shocked, and some even sat directly on the ground.

“What's going on? ”

“Where's the roar? ”

“Why are the steps trembling? ”

“Has anyone got the treasure of eternity? ”

At one point, the whole platform boiled down, asking each other what had happened... but everyone was on the platform, who really knew? Ask and ask for nothing.

At this time, Xia Xiao Xiao's eyes glistened and his heart moved.

“Did Han Fei get the chance to get to the stairs? ”

In places like the sea steps, it is not possible to start vibrating for no reason, necessarily what has happened. If it did not happen on the surface, it would certainly have happened on the bottom of the ocean.

And after 250 floors, there were only two people, one Cao Tian and one Han Fei.

Let Xia Xiaoxia guess, it was definitely Han Fei who caused this vibration. She had never seen Cao Tian, but she thought that Cao Tian had been here so long on the sea steps that nothing had happened. Now, there's no reason to do it! So, that must be Han Fei.

……

At this moment.

Han was not swallowing spit, the green vine, had grown on the mouth of the demon pot.

“Hiss! Two vines? ”

Han Fei's eyelids shivered twice, and he was just watching.

He thought the green vine seemed to grow on the vine of the pot itself, and the two vines merged into a vine.

But the green vine, bypassing the original vine on the gourd, landed on top of the kettle.

Hence, Han Fei's expression is weird now. At this moment, the demon pot has changed from a vine to a leaf to two vines and two leaves.

The magic pot slowly began to stop spinning. At a time when Han Fei thought the demon pot would turn back into a tattoo, he saw the demon pot burst into Han Fei's eyebrow.

“Shit... where is it? ”

The next second, Han Fei just felt in his mind, a blue jade gourd suspended in a cloaked grey mist, slowly spinning.