Seven fishing rods, the inky black fishing rod is a classic fishing rod, the light purple fishing rod is a pill fishing rod, the emerald green fishing rod is a spiritual plant fishing rod, the silver white fishing rod is an artifact fishing rod, and the dark gray fishing rod is a random fishing rod.

Only the fiery red and golden fishing rod can't know its type, the fiery red fishing rod is okay, you only need to spend a small price to find out its type, but the golden fishing rod, the fog said that it will take a year to live, so he told Zhou Fan what kind of fishing rod it is, and does not accept any gray worm trade.

This shows that this golden rod is the most special among the seven rods.

Zhou Fan is absolutely unwilling to pay for a one-year lifespan, but now that he has sixteen baits, why not try it and see what this golden fishing rod can catch?

When Zhou Fan thought like this, he picked up a fishing rod like gold.

Seeing this, Mist only narrowed his eyes, but still looked at it without saying a word.

Zhou Fan took the golden fishing rod, came to the side of the boat, and then threw it out.

After Zhou Fan threw it out, he looked at the glass ball with a worried face, and confirmed that he was only relieved after deducting a bait.

But he soon found that the line that had been thrown into the water was not as good as it used to be, and he quickly caught something.

The river swirls into a whirlpool around the line, but the line shows no signs of tightening.

Soon the whirlpool stopped, the river returned to calm, and the golden croaker line slowly dissipated until it disappeared.

This made Zhou Fan stunned, he was holding a bare fishing rod, what was the situation?

Why did the fishing line disappear?

What about the fish?

Zhou Fan couldn't help but turn his head to look at the fog.

Fog gloated and laughed, "I'll tell you if you give me a year to live." ”

Zhou Fan's face was a little ugly, he thought about it and understood, this is empty fishing!

The golden fishing rod will actually be empty, which has never appeared in the previous fishing rods, even if it is garbage, it should be able to catch something.

This is not a bait worth four little gray worms, which makes Zhou Fan's heart twitch a little!

But soon Zhou Fan threw the golden fishing rod again and started fishing for the second time!

It's just that...... The second time there was still nothing, and it was empty fishing again.

Zhou Fan was so angry that his face turned black, he didn't believe in evil anymore, and flicked the golden fishing rod again.

However......

The third time it was still no fart!

Zhou Fan was completely dumbfounded, now he can't believe in evil, this fishing rod is really too evil, three times in a row!

Zhou Fan was so angry that he trembled, this is the three baits missing at once, and he will fish again?

Zhou Fan was stunned in an instant, and there was no harvest for three consecutive times, and he was not sure if he would continue to fish empty.

These baits were very precious, and even if he got more big gray worms this time, he would not allow him to waste them on the golden rod all the time.

The bait made by the three big gray worms hurt him, and if it was before, it would be twelve small gray worms, and he had to kill twelve black swimmers to make it up.

He calmed himself down and thought about it, and felt that there might be two reasons for empty fishing, the first was that the fishing rod was useless now, and it was only useful to let the boat advance to a certain extent, and the second was that the golden fishing rod had the probability of empty fishing, but it could catch extremely valuable things.

Zhou Fan is more inclined to the second reason, regardless of what the valuable things are, that is, the probability of this empty fishing may be terrifyingly high, and it may take a lot of bait to catch a thing.

Zhou Fan thought of the three baits that were drifting, and he almost vomited blood in anger, which was still a loss of unknown information.

Zhou Fan turned back, the fog's face showed a smile, the hook pulled his face, and the skin was open.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Zhou Fan said helplessly.

"It hurts, but I still want to laugh. Fog smiled and said, "You see what you can figure out in just a year's life, so why bother? I don't know how I fell." ”

Zhou Fan was a little depressed in his heart, but he ignored the fog of cynicism.

Zhou Fan put down the golden fishing rod and thought about it seriously.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Fan picked up the light purple fishing rod, this fishing rod specializes in catching medicines, and he hopes to catch some pills to increase cultivation, instead of spending time accumulating.

With enough bait, Zhou Fan still didn't want to try his luck with a dark gray fishing rod, in case he caught useless things like "The First Solution of Forging Soldiers" again......

Zhou Fan walked to the railing, and he suddenly thought that the golden fishing rod would be empty, so would these fishing rods have a small probability of empty fishing?

Probably not.

Zhou Fan, who had some psychological shadows, flicked the fishing rod, and the light purple fishing line hung into the gray river.

Soon the light purple fishing line was tightened, and Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he pulled the fishing rod, the fishing line caught a brown-red wine sac.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised, this time it was not a porcelain bottle containing the elixir, it was actually a wine bag, could it be a spirit wine?

So far, he had seen the ice cicada wine that Yan had drunk when he returned, the popping wine he had used, and some of the mad blood wine he had gotten.

Spirit wine is not unfamiliar to Zhou Fan, he took the wine bag and shook it, and the sound of gurgling water sounded inside.

It should be that the wine is correct, Zhou Fan pulled out the wine stopper, and a scorching breath first burst out of the mouth, and then a wisp of light blue flame rose from the mouth.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, of course he couldn't recognize what type of spirit wine this was, he looked at the fog and said: "The old rule, a small gray worm is identified three times, if it is not enough, the problem will be made up." ”

"No problem. Fog didn't make much of a difference with this kind of small business, and said a little casually.

Zhou Fan handed the wine bag in his hand to the fog.

The fog unplugged, his nose sniffed hard, then licked his lips and said, "Sell me a year's life, let me satisfy my hunger." ”

Spirit wine is also a kind of food for him, and the power of wine is of little use.

Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "You better tell me what kind of wine this is first, if it's useless, I can consider selling it to you." ”

Wu frowned slightly and said: "This is Cold Flame Wine, drink a small sip every day, it can fuse with your previous Yanyang Qi and increase the power of Yanyang Qi, as for the power, it should be similar to attaching a yellow-level mid-grade talisman, this wine was originally brewed from the secret recipe of the school that created Yanyang Qi." ”

The fishing rod will catch what is needed according to the needs of the angler to a certain extent, and it is not surprising that Zhou Fan fished for the hot sun gas before, and now he is fishing for cold flame wine.

Zhou Fan's face was happy, even if it was not a spiritual wine to increase cultivation, but this was a good thing for him, originally his Yanyang Qi had to rely on the accumulation of flame essence all year round to slowly increase his power, but now with Cold Flame Wine, the power of Yanyang Qi can be raised to a higher level.

Zhou Fan confirmed that this cold flame wine could not increase his cultivation, and he threw out the fishing rod for the second time.

Soon Zhou Fan fished up a white porcelain bottle, Zhou Fan hurriedly opened the porcelain bottle and saw that it was three black round and rolling pills, which looked similar to the size and color of the condensing furnace pill that was caught last time, could it be a condensing furnace pill?