Fang Ping condensed demonic power.

A demonic force was compressed by Fang Ping like a cannonball.

Instantly hit the white swan.

Poof!

The white swan fell straight from the tree, and the other companions didn't know why.

How could this companion fly down?

Poof!

Another white swan fell.

At this time, this group of white swans discovered Fang Ping.

As soon as he saw Fang Ping, his instinct was a sense of fear.

The white swan at the head quacked twice, and then flew away towards the sky.

A pair of wings flapped very fast, and it looked panicked.

"Two roast geese are good, and there is such a clean river here."

Fang Ping's eyes lit up, and he instantly stared at a group of perch in the river.

Then, Fang Ping condensed the demonic power, and the demonic power hit it like a cannonball.

It's a pity that Fang Ping was empty this time.

"I didn't expect that the demonic power would also be resisted by the water.

If I put too much demonic power, it will be wasted, and now in the depths of this place, there are many beasts, and it is inevitable that I will not encounter mutant beasts.

You can't consume too much demonic power. ”

The so-called demon power, just like physical strength, needs to be recovered, and the recovery is much slower than physical strength.

If the demonic power is used up, he will only have brute strength.

What if you encounter danger?

"I'm a very stable man. Wrong! It should be said that I am a very stable handsome cat. ”

It's not the first time Fang Ping has caught fish.

It's just that the fish here are harder to catch than the stupid fish in Tsinghua Lake.

Fang Ping didn't want to jump into the river.

In the water, Fang Ping's strength will be greatly reduced.

Since you don't go into the water, you have to catch fish again.

Then, you can only make harpoons.

The harpoon is very easy to make, and you need bamboo not far away, so when the time comes, just grab the bamboo pole and fork it at the perch.

As soon as he said it, Fang Ping rushed towards the bamboo forest, and then selected a straight, small bamboo.

The demonic power was directly cut out to be two meters long.

"That's long enough."

Then, Fang Ping came to the small tree on the bank of the river.

The demonic power enters the eyes, and the bottom of the river is clear at a glance.

Fang Ping valued a fat and big perch.

Then he held a javelin harpoon made of bamboo.

jumped straight over, had an acrobatic performance, and instantly hit the perch.

The perch kept shaking, and it didn't take long for it to lose its strength.

Fang Ping took out the bamboo pole and put the sea bass in the gray beads to store it.

Keep drying.

Five minutes later, Fang Ping dried another fat sea bass.

This lasted for half an hour, and seeing that a lot of perch was caught, Fang Ping gave up.

Then all the polluted carp caught in the gray beads of Qinghua Lake were still in the grove.

These fish are of poor meat quality compared to freshly caught bass.

Throwing it away now can be used as both a garbage disposal and a bait.

Look at the evening, what game is not.

After doing this, Fang Ping already felt very greedy.

Immediately, no longer hesitating, immediately went to collect dry firewood and then lit a fire.

Brush Brush Brush!

The wooden plate is ready!

Bamboo skewers are ready!

"Open the roast!"

Fang Ping was extremely excited, this was his first time roasting wild game in Lanxing.

Not long after, a golden sea bass and roast goose were baked.

There is also a section of python meat that is extremely crisp and yellow.

Click!!

"It's so fragrant, it would be better if there was cumin, just put salt, the taste is worse.

Luckily, these are game, and even if you don't put cumin and other seasonings, it's delicious. The goose and fish meat entered Fang Ping's stomach.

After eating for a long time, my stomach was already extremely swollen and completely became a ball of meat.

Fang Cai reluctantly stopped swallowing.

Then, a sleepiness hit.

As a cat demon, if you don't sleep during the day, you are boiling white.

After some observation, Fang Ping found an uncle, then dug a tree hole, and hid in the tree hole and fell asleep.

Night.

At night, the deep forest becomes much quieter, but there is still some wild chirping.

Rich moonlight spilled from the sky.

Fang Ping came out of the hollow of the tree, and then climbed to the top of the tree.

Facing the sky, it was a wild breath, and a large amount of moonlight entered his body, until it was saturated, and then stored in the gray beads.

At this time, Fang Ping saw a lot of fish, revealing the surface of the river, absorbing the moonlight.

"I didn't expect that so many fish would become spirit fish."

Fang Ping really wanted to hunt and kill a few spirit fish.

But thinking that there are so many moonflowers now, the most important thing is to store them.

As for catching spirit fish, Fang Ping felt that there were many opportunities.

The sky is getting brighter, and the moonlight is falling less.

At this time, there were also some spirit fish that came up to absorb Yuehua.

What they didn't know was that there was already a pair of dark cat's eyes staring at them.

Poof! Poof!

The spirit fish that exposed the surface of the river was shot by Fang Ping with a bamboo rush.

Fang Ping jumped into the river and put the spirit fish into the gray beads.

The surrounding spirit fish were so frightened that they all fled into the deep water.

"Sure enough, it's a little spiritual. The spirit fish realized the danger and all of them fled, and the ordinary fish had not yet noticed the abnormality. Seeing this, Fang Ping changed the river section.

He began to catch the spirit fish again.

However, this spirit fish is not easy to catch, catch one, and other spirit fish within a few hundred meters around are frightened.

Fortunately, the river section of this wild nature reserve is very long.

By dawn, Fang Ping had already caught dozens of spirit fish.

"In this section of the river, there are only hundreds of spirit fish, according to my current hunting, this spirit fish will be eaten by me sooner or later.

However, the current time is not the time to think that there will be no spirit fish to catch in the future.

I'll have to try the meat of this spirit fish first. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Ping roasted the spirit fish with fire.

Not long after, the fragrant and tender spirit fish was grilled by Fang Ping.

Then I put it in my mouth.

"Holy shit! It's really delicious, it melts in my mouth, it's fragrant and tender, and the aura is very rich, and I feel that the demonic power in my body has increased.

The stagnant cultivation has also loosened a little. ”

Feeling this situation, Fang Ping was excited.

"Maybe after eating the spirit fish in this Rain City Natural Ecological Reserve, I have a great chance of ushering in a second bloodline awakening."

Fang Ping was looking forward to it.

Fang Ping knew that his bloodline was incomparably more ordinary than ordinary.

The first bloodline awakening has come to an end.

If you want to awaken your bloodline for the second time, you must eat a large amount of spirit fish to change the body's bloodlines and increase the concentration of bloodlines.

"I feel so full, just one has a hundred times the energy of ordinary fish. It also boosts my blood veins. ”

Eat enough, sleepiness hits.

"I went to bed first, and I've been getting more and more sleepy lately."

After saying this, Fang Ping hid in the hollow of the tree and fell asleep.

It wasn't until late in the evening that Fang Ping woke up from his sleep.

"It's so comfortable." Fang Ping just sighed.

I noticed footsteps.

This footstep is the footsteps of human beings.

Fang Ping immediately restrained the demonic aura in his whole body, and the cat's head stretched out of the tree hole little by little.

Then he saw two acquaintances.

Zhang Daochang, who hunted and killed white carp in Qinghua Lake, and the bell-bellied man.

"These two people again?"

Fang Ping saw that the black aura wrapped around the body of the man surnamed Zhang was getting more and more.

I haven't seen him for more than half a month, and this surnamed Daoist has become stronger again.

At this time, the Taoist surnamed Zhang looked towards Fang Ping's position.

"What's wrong?" The man surnamed Zhong asked.

"Strange, how do I feel like someone is looking at me?"

Hearing this, Fang Ping hurriedly retracted his head into the hole.

"Elder Zhang, you are wrong, we in Yucheng, who else can have this ability?"

"That's right, it should feel wrong." Daoist surnamed Zhang nodded.