After dinner, only Xia Xiaochan climbed to her tree house to sleep. In her words, sleeping is also a practice, much more comfortable than in the cave.

In a word, it won the approval of several other people in minutes. So, except for Han Fei, several other people climbed into the tree house and said they were going to meditate on those pictures.

Han Fei didn't feel much about the tree house now. He went to the cave alone. His mental perception, for now, is big enough. So, what he needs to do now is not this!

Han Fei took out the Magnolia fruit and lit up some of the dark caves.

"It doesn't smell sweet, but it shines. Let's eat it first."

It's not the first time to eat lingguo. Han Fei just like eating peaches, he swallowed the lingguo with a few mouthfuls.

Spirit Qi is scattered in all four limbs, but it can't be absorbed by the body. All of them have become spirit Qi storage. Mainly, Han Fei felt that his head was cool, and he thought faster. He felt that he had never been so clear-minded and thought so fast! This feeling lasted for more than one hour before it dissipated slowly.

When Han Fei opened his eyes again, he only felt that his vision was extremely clear and his hearing and smell were improving. It's a delicate feeling. All five senses have been strengthened. It's definitely helpful to fight. He also tried to communicate the weeds outside the cave. Unfortunately, there was no effect at all. He said in his heart that it should be a talent problem. He was not a controller, and it was normal that he could not feel it. After all, spiritual plant affinity, this mysterious thing, is also different from person to person.

It's the round core left. It's a little cool. Han Fei thought about it and put it on his neck. It's a good thing to wear for a long time.

Of course, after eating lingguo, there is no substantial help for Han Fei. After all, he has reached the strength of a middle-level big fisherman, and he has not been a fisherman for a long time.

"Do you want to make a fishing rod?"

Han Fei just wanted to take out the faucet, but on second thought, the material is there, but the lack of fishline!

At the moment, Han Fei thought of the python muscle of the ghost dragon python. That thing should be able to be a fishline, right? Although it's just Python muscle, it's much better than blood spider silk!

In this way of thinking, Han Fei decided to come over and talk about the snake tendon from Wen Renyu in a few days.

After finishing his thoughts, Han Fei began to practice "108 ways of absorbing spirit".

This practice is a day and a night.

Wen Renyu shouted outside, "Han Fei, come out to cook."

Han Fei's face is muddled. I practice!

Wen Renyu: "after finishing this set of actions, come out to cook. Others are closed, you are not. "

A moment later, Han Fei came out and looked at Wen Renyu bitterly: "teacher, it's not good to interrupt others' cultivation, is it?"

Wen Renyu chuckled: "do you practice? What you're hammering over and over is the body. You can stop at any time. They can't. If you are punished for cooking for one month, you will be punished. "

Han Fei said nothing: "teacher! Then I also want to break through! "

Wen Renyu ha ha: "haven't you just broken through? How can we break through again? "

Han Fei squinted at her and said, "teacher, I have been breaking through for more than a month. Is it not normal to have a breakthrough in this period of time? "

Wen Renyu squinted: "more than a month, from the intermediate to senior big fisherman breakthrough?"

Han Fei waved repeatedly: "OK! Cook! Then do it! Oh, by the way, teacher, can you give me the python muscle of your ghost dragon Python? "

"Well? You need it? "

Han Fei: "the quality of the fishing rod is too poor! I want to get a good one. "

"It's also true. The muscle of the ghost dragon Python is OK. I can give it to you."

When it comes to business, Wen Renyu naturally doesn't refuse. After all, this Python tendon has no effect on her.

Thought, smelling the human feather way: "snake tendon can give you, but snake gall I prepare to give small cicada. That thing doesn't work for you. What's more, I'd like to forge a weapon for you, right

"Of course not. What can I say?"

Han Fei despises it in his heart. How much can a snake gall do? Is it better to swim alone than to swim in the blue sea?

After dinner, Han Fei went to the school library.

The library is not only the former student's niche, it also has outer layer. The collection there also has functions, of course, more useful are some ancient books. He needs to find an ancient book about the knowledge of spirituals.

After choosing three or four books, Han Fei ran back to the cave. I didn't worry about cultivation, but I studied the knowledge of spiritual tools.

"Eh! There is a spirit in the spirit instrument, but it is necessary to seal the spirit in the spirit instrument? No wonder, no wonder my blue sea dragon blade is just extremely sharp, but has no spirit There's no seal for living things. "

"Oh, spiritual instruments need to be nourished by their own spirit or blood essence?"

Han Fei is speechless. If you make 10000 spiritual tools by yourself. Every one of them drips a drop of blood. It's not enough to drain their own blood!

"It's just that Reiki nourishes! Throw it all into the refining world. There are many Lingquan. "After reading these, Han Fei found out why the blue sea dragon blade is the inferior spirit tool. It seems that I have a long way to go when I am in the spirit. When can we build ten thousand spirit tools, seal all of them and nourish them with spirit for a few years? I'm afraid I'll be too powerful at that time.

After reading these, Han Fei didn't care about Reiki any more. Now with his cultivation of ten thousand blade flow, he can control at most 10 of them, and his inventory is as much as 40. It's too early to think about Fengling.

But it was a fishing rod. Han Fei carefully sealed the cave and engraved the words: "today's soul is like a spring, so I'm closed for three days. Don't disturb me.".

No matter what reaction he had when Wen Renyu saw this line of words, Han Fei took out the demon pot in the cave.

"Hey! The Dragon pole in the blue sea sounds overbearing. "

Han Fei let the alchemy pot suck in the dragon's head and throw in the snake's sinew. Turn around and think about it. Is it cold to hold the dragon's bone in the blue sea?

"Throw some pyrogen in?"

At that time, Han Fei dug hundreds of Huoyuan crystals in huoyun cave. Do you want to use the strongest pyrogen crystal? It's too strong and hot. If it completely suppresses the characteristics of blue sea dragon bones, it won't pay. However, the fire element crystals embedded in the wall are not powerful enough. If you put more of them on the wall, there should be no problem.

On second thought, Han Fei looked down at the core of the wood fruit hanging on his chest, and said to himself, "my cultivation is a direct attack on the spirit!"! It doesn't seem to work, but it's the fishing rod that you take every day and throw in?

Do what you say. Han Fei wants to do a big job. Either don't refine, or refine a good one. Imagine: there is a spirit fishing rod. It jumps directly from the top level to the magic weapon level. Is it enough to take it?

"Smelting."

Han Fei was calm and stared at the refining heaven and earth. He only saw the Lingquan in the refining heaven and earth which had been submerged by Lingquan. It had to be at least 3cm deep.

Han Fei took a slight breath at that time. Good guy, there are three cubes of Lingquan missing! How much aura does it take? In order to build a spirit instrument, I dare not think before.

More than ten minutes later, a blue, white and purple fishing rod appeared.

[name] blue sea dragon pole

[introduction] it is forged by adding fire yuan crystal, ghost dragon tendon and wood spirit fruit core into the blue sea dragon bone. The pole body is cold. When fishing, it can make the fisherman calm and calm, and the creatures below the strange class can't distinguish.

[quality] intermediate spirit ware

[possessed soul] none

[recast]

[not refined]

note: due to the limited forging materials, a large amount of spirit gas is consumed, and the intermediate spirit ware is just cast.

Han Fei was very satisfied. He immediately dropped a drop of blood on the fishing rod and began refining. After a while, the rod was put into the body. Although I don't know where to collect it, it's more convenient than carrying a fishing rod.

Han Fei's mind is still in the air, wondering if he could forge another bow? After all, the soul of war skill is another big card for him. However, the idea passed in a flash and was put on hold for the time being. Bowstring missing! It seems that I have to find a chance to go to Linglong tower to see if there are any good bowstrings