Relying on the six spiritual bowls and the black medicinal liquid, Feng Ci's team made a lot of money. At the end of the day, they harvested 30,000 kilograms of green shell crabs and green skin shrimps, which was ten times more than yesterday.
Fengshan happily moved the harvest into Feizhou's storage room with the martial arts masters in his team.
Song Yuan stared at these bowls with a silly look on his face.
"Sister, how much liquid medicine do you have there, and how many days will it be enough for us?" This bowl with black liquid medicine is very useful, but there is almost only one-third of the black liquid medicine left. If it is used up tomorrow, this will No matter how good the bowl is, it will not work.
Song Yuan suddenly thought of such a thing and couldn't help but become worried.
Song Liuhua directly took out another jar of black liquid medicine from the space bracelet and placed it on the table. Song Yuan didn't mind the smell and took it into his arms. "Is that all there is? If there are more, we must put them in this pot this time." Catch all the shrimps and crabs in Xihe."
Song Liuhua watched the excitement outside all day, and now she felt a little sleepy. She sat opposite Song Yuan, propped up her chin, and said slowly: "These are enough."
Song Yuan: "?"
Song Liuhua raised her eyelids and glanced at him lightly, "These bowls are about to expire. If they are used a few more times, they will explode."
Song Yuan almost jumped up, "Isn't it right - spiritual weapons are so fragile?"
Song Liuhua said: "Are you a weapon refiner or am I a weapon refiner? If I say it collapses, it will collapse." She was also depressed herself. She just realized today that this thing is similar to a disposable item. It can last a few years longer. God, it's all good.
It seems that her talent for weapon refining is useless.
Song Yuan then remembered that his sister was just a little loser with low-grade talent, and smiled awkwardly.
Song Liuhua didn't care either, her brain became increasingly sleepy.
Feng Ci came over with dinner and saw that her little head was almost buried in the table. He fed her a bowl of colorful wild egg soup and a cup of blood, Ganoderma and blue scale fish soup, and then took her back to the room.
Song Liuhua slept all night until dawn.
Feng Ci has already led his team to continue fishing for shrimps and crabs.
After eating the breakfast that Feng Yin had warmed for her, Song Liuhua wandered slowly to the Feng family's hunting ground.
Fengshan and Fengyi were controlling a bowl. Suddenly, there was a bang, and the bowl exploded in mid-air. The black liquid in the bowl was scattered everywhere, and several broken porcelain pieces fell one after another.
The green shell crabs and green shrimps surging directly in front looked around blankly, and then surged away in the direction of other bowls.
Fengshan was dumbfounded for a moment and picked up the broken porcelain pieces at a loss. "Why did it break? I didn't use any force."
"Feng Yi, is it because you used too much force and your spiritual power was not accurate?"
Fengyi came back to his senses and his nose was so angry that he said, "I haven't said anything about you, you are such a reckless man, but you are talking about me."
The two of them snorted at each other, standing aside and paying no attention to the other.
Song Liuhua expected this to happen, and walked slowly over with her hands in her arms, "This bowl has reached its end of life."
After she finished speaking, she ignored Tong Fengshan and Fengyi's explanations, moved a bamboo bed out of the space, spread it on a soft quilt, and lay on the beach to bask in the sun. When the members of the Feng family passed by, they subconsciously stepped lightly for fear of waking them up.
Song Liuhua fell asleep in a daze, and Feng Ci gently covered her with a blanket. The girl's skin was so white that it was almost transparent in the sun. Her delicate face could clearly see the fine hairs on her face, and her quiet eyelashes left a row under her eyelids. Cast out shadows, little mouth sleeps red.
Feng Ci brushed away the wind-blown hair from her face, tucked it behind her ears, and left slowly.
Lakeside.
The bowl in Feng Ci's hand suddenly shattered, and the shrimps and crabs that came after him retreated instantly.
With Fengshan's lessons learned, although the martial arts masters were distressed, they were mentally prepared. They were not too surprised when they saw this, and immediately took out their fishing nets and continued fishing.
The green shell crabs and green shrimps were attracted elsewhere. Without their troubles, the lake surface was much calmer. The martial arts masters set up many more fishing nets along the lake.
Feng Ci also took out a fishing net from the storage ring and threw it out from a distance. The net crossed the reeds in the lake and went straight to the center of the lake.
When the tribesmen on the side saw this, they all looked at him with admiration.
"You are worthy of the Young Master." Although the Young Master's cultivation level is still at the fourth level, he is currently the highest among the team. Fengshan and Fengyi have only reached the Third Level cultivation level. This was after the Young Master injured the Ling Mansion. Under the circumstances, otherwise, the Li family and the Wang family would be nothing in front of their young master.
When everyone thought about these people and the prey snatched away by the Li family, they cursed in anger.
Feng Ci listened to the murmurings of the tribesmen in his ears and casually fixed the net rope to the tree stump on the shore with a slight smile on his face. During this period, the restoration of Ri Ling Mansion by the green medicinal solution had begun to show results, and the time spent using spiritual power every day gradually increased.
Most of the gaps in the Ling Mansion have been repaired, and it won't take long for him to return to his peak cultivation level.
Sudden.
The net rope he tied to the wooden stake moved. Feng Ci looked stern and quickly pulled the rope towards the shore.
This pull frightened him.
A huge pulling force came along the rope, and even with his fourth-level strength, he couldn't shake it. Feng Ci frowned, "A few people are here."
Immediately, several martial arts masters stepped forward to exert their strength.
At this pull, everyone was shocked at first, and then they all looked happy.
"The bigger the fish, the heavier the net. We have caught a good one." A martial arts master squeezed out these words through his teeth with all his strength.
However, Feng Ci felt that the strength of the rope under his hand was getting stronger and stronger. If it was a hard pull, it would be quite possible to pull them down, so he immediately ordered more martial arts masters to help.
After a while, except for a few groups of Fengshan, Song Yuan, Fengyi and others who were fishing for shrimps and crabs in bowls, all the martial arts masters came here to pull the ropes.
For a time, the lakeside was bustling with activity.
Song Liuhua was drowsily asleep. When she heard the sound of chanting by the river, she slowly opened her eyes and stared blankly at a group of people gathering together by the lake, pulling something.
Yawning, he slowly came forward with his little hands behind his back to watch the fun.
Feng Ci stood at the front. With a pair of slender hands, she grabbed the rope that was thicker than her wrist and pulled hard. Because she worked too hard, the veins on both sides of her neck were exposed, and Qingjun's face was covered with fine beads of sweat. .
The martial spirit master behind him twisted his facial features and exerted force, and his bronze face was so distorted. Song Liuhua was suddenly curious about what was in this net.
After everyone worked together for a long time, the fishing net was finally pulled back to the shore.
Fish with blue scales that are as long as arms are jumping in the water, and there are also many silver fish that are half arm long and shining with colorful halo in the sun, struggling to break free from the fishing net. The lively fish splash to the shore with waves of water.
Feng Ci and others pulled the fishing net ashore. As the fishing net emerged from the water, the surface was covered with green and white flowers, which made everyone take a breath of surprise.
"Look! Lots of fish!"
Everyone poured the fish to the ground in a hurry.
As the blue-grey patch appeared in front of their eyes, the heat in everyone's hearts dissipated a lot.
They all groaned.
