Inside the cave, the fat catfish swings its body and shuttles through a pile of debris.

Broken corners.

Scales.

Feather.

Strangely shaped glowing stones.

Vines entwined together and wriggling along the rock wall.

A variety of items are stacked together, but they are in order.

The fat catfish uses its few words to describe everything it sees and how it feels.

It's a pity that in the spirit link, you can only talk, you can't share pictures, and Liang Qu can only try to pick out useful items from the few words of fat catfish.

A building ship is less than two hundred taels, and it is profitable to exchange one thing for the big demon no matter what, the only problem is how to maximize the benefits.

Two and a half months to produce a ship, a more stable and more suitable rhythm, no matter how fast or slow it is, it is not good.

Anything that is too much will depreciate, especially when it comes to hobbies.

What to choose?

The fat catfish rests in front of a golden feather, and the blazing heat ripples the surrounding waters.

The feathers felt very familiar to the fat catfish, and after thinking about it for a while, it remembered that it had brought back a similar one, but the color was different.

"Golden feathers like last time? Red Fire Mourning Feathers? ”

Liang Qu beckoned, and Fubo, which was inserted upside down in the silt, spun and flew forward, floating sideways in front of him.

With a touch of the index finger, the whole spear let out a slight roar, and the fine waves of water rippled.

The Red Firebird has a tenacious vitality, and when it encounters mortal danger, it will inject all its life essence into a part of its feathers, scattering and shooting in all directions, so as to escape.

In that part of the feather, there is one that contains the most life essence, and the red firebird will use it to complete the rebirth.

Except for the Nirvana feathers that can be reborn, the rest are red fire mourning feathers as a disguise.

Because it also contains the essence of life, the Red Fire Mourning Feather is extremely suitable for forging spirit soldiers.

Fubo's original creatures relied on the red fire mourning feather, and later integrated a part of the dragon marrow, and underwent a molding, and the edge was even worse.

Liang Qu didn't understand anything before, but now he has seen a lot.

Being able to absorb matter to restore and grow itself is completely biological, and the so-called spiritual weapons are more similar to artificial life forms.

Some of the limbs that contain the essence of the life of the great demon are the indispensable materials for shaping the life form of the weapon.

Even more than a big demon, Liang Qu suspected that martial artists who had cultivated high enough could also practice, but for moral reasons, he hadn't seen it in books.

The ordinary red fire mourning feather will gradually dissipate the life essence it contains with the passage of time, and the underwater passage is even worse.

The fat catfish picked up the day after the battle was only fire gold, and the one in the toad cave was actually golden for so long.

It can't be the one that can be reborn, right?

Looks like the red firebird didn't make it out.

"Don't worry, make a note of it as an alternative, and Ah Fei will go to another place."

Liang Qu is not Plato, and the toad is not Socrates.

Picking up ears of wheat in the wheat field can't go back, and there is no limit to Taobao shellfish in the toad hole.

Look again.

The fat catfish continued to walk deeper into the cave, a vine quietly wrapping around its wagging tail.

As soon as the vines were pulled, the fat catfish lost its balance and fell into its arms.

It struggled desperately to shake off its branches and fled in a hurry.

The vines did not pursue, and saw the fat catfish run away and crawl back to its original position along the rock wall.

There really is everything in the toad burrow.

Liang Qu didn't know what the snake-like vines in the mouth of the fat catfish were, if he could control it, it must be excellent to take care of the home and nursing home.

"There's so much to know."

Liang Qu sighed.

The water is not the home of the warriors, many places have not been explored, no matter how much you read, it is useless, and no one has recorded it at all.

The fat catfish relayed while swimming, and suddenly saw a white shadow flash in the pile of debris.

It hurriedly chased after it, opening several bone fragments in a row, and seeing that the white shadow was about to burrow into the crack in the stone, it pulled the white shadow out with a flick of its tail.

The white shadow slammed to the ground and bounced, rolling several times and slamming into the rock wall.

What a big fat worm!

The fat catfish saw such a fat bug for the first time, and it swam over with its tail and swung it carefully.

The fat worm trembled twice, but did not move.

"There are still bugs in the toad burrow?"

Liang Qu was surprised to hear the news of the fat catfish.

Seeing that the fat worm was not too unusual, the fat catfish stepped forward and touched it with his whiskers.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the fat worm suddenly jumped up and spewed out a thick white smoke.

Obviously it was in the water, but the white smoke seemed to be floating in the air, ethereal and shrouded, and faintly turned into a pavilion.

The fat catfish wanted to retreat, but the white smoke was like maggots attached to the bones, no matter how it shook its head, it couldn't shake off, and it chased after it.

After a while it became dizzy, its vision was hazy, and it fell to the ground and fell asleep.

The fat worm succeeded in his plan and hid in the pile of debris with a puff of smoke.

"Ah Fei, Ah Fei! Ah Fei, be sober! ”

Liang Qu shouted through the spiritual link, but did not get the slightest response.

What's the situation?

The fat catfish in the spiritual link is in a state where everything is good, but there is no response.

Comatose?

Liang Qu frowned.

I didn't expect that there were so many strange things in the toad cave, all the dead and alive, and I caught Ah Fei off guard.

Not knowing what the attitude of the toad demon on the other side was towards humans, Liang Qu didn't dare to go rashly.

In the perception, the vital signs of the fat catfish are intact and there should be no fatal danger......

The fat catfish and the toad often meet, so that Liang Qu has a certain understanding of the toad's personality and is not a moody demon.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to wait.

Deep waters.

The toad held a stick in each hand, and looked at the remaining wooden pillars scattered into four and fell into deep thought, not noticing that the fat catfish in the cave was sleeping.

The morning glow is rising.

In the cave.

The fat catfish flipped its belly and grinned.

It felt like it was floating all over its body, as if it was swimming among the clouds in the sky, and there was fragrant barbecue everywhere, and it was fat and juicy in its bite, and it was warm in its body.

The more it eats, the bigger it grows, the higher it flies, and finally ......

A vigorous force grabbed its tail, and then it spun a hundred times more violently than through the undercurrent channel, so that it spat out all the food it had eaten.

The fat catfish opened his eyes and saw an upside-down toad figure in a daze, and the reflection was getting farther and farther away from him.

Bang.

The fat catfish fell to the ground and raised dust and sand.

It got up from the ground, slammed into the rock wall, and went back and forth several times before recovering and finding itself still in the cave.

Fat Catfish: "? ”

Seeing that his little brother didn't understand, the big brother grabbed a fat white worm that shrank into a ball from behind.

The fat catfish's brain was instantly sober, and the fins pointed at the fat worm.

"It's a mirage." Toad explained.

"The mirage can spit out a beautiful smoke, and after sucking it, it will fall asleep, and it will have a sweet dream, and the dream will be very long, and it will become smarter in the dream, and the little brother is sprayed by its smoke."

The fat catfish opened its big mouth, and then danced its whiskers and fingers.

"Little brother wants this?"