Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

She looked at him carefully for a while and found that his face was rosy, with a faint luster similar to that of unpolished jade. Not only did he look taller, but his shoulders also seemed to be broader.

After the jade bones are cultivated, divine light will shine through the body. Moreover, the jade bones are extraordinary, and the skeleton will appear wider and larger.

She observed Chen Changfan and found that his movements were as light as feathers, especially when he was carrying 500 kilograms of weight over a long distance, his steps were still steady. This was not achieved by strong arm strength, but because of his successful bone training, and his bones' load-bearing capacity was exaggerated.

She was so focused on the meteorite sand that she didn't even notice this.

Although she had vaguely felt that Chen Changfan seemed a little different from before, she didn't think about it that way.

After all, Chen Changfan has only been in Qinghe County for a short time, probably less than a month?

How long has it been since he reached the fourth level?

This talent for advancement is the most terrifying.

"Congratulations, Master Chen. I really want to know, how many steps did you take to climb the stairs?" Yue Lingfei suppressed her amazement, but still couldn't help asking again.

In her opinion, climbing the stairs at such a speed should not require too many steps, perhaps only three or four.

If this is the case, then Chen Changfan is obviously a little too eager for success.

With his talent, he should try to accumulate more knowledge and strive to take more steps, which will be of great benefit to his future progress.

What a pity, young, too young...

Little did she know that she was even younger than Chen Changfan.

But because of this, she felt even more sad.

If she had accumulated more knowledge and reached the sixth level later, her achievements might have been even higher than they are now.

When it comes to spiritual practice, sometimes slow is fast, and fast is slow.

"Hey, if you had asked me before you went up the stairs, then..." Yue Lingfei sighed softly, and stopped speaking halfway.

Chen Changfan put down the kettle, burped, and said two words nonchalantly.

"Nine steps."

Yue Lingfei couldn't continue.

Deng Jiuxian sobered up all of a sudden.

When Shen Wanwu saw the two men's incredible expressions, he also realized the extraordinary nature of the nine-step staircase and showed an expression of reverence.

"Nine steps, nine steps to climb the stairs, hahaha, okay, okay, if I hadn't accepted Heijiao as my disciple, I really want to accept you as my disciple too." Deng Jiuxian sighed.

"You still want to be my master? Not even close." Chen Changfan said with a smile. Deng Jiuxian was indeed quite capable and was just right to be Heijiao's master, but not good enough to be his own master.

"I must go back and teach my beloved disciple a lesson..."

Being rejected by Chen Changfan was understandable. Deng Jiuxian naturally didn't care. He just secretly made up his mind to train Deng Jiuxian well and strive to make him better than Chen Changfan... Forget it, he could never be better than Chen Changfan even if he practiced to death.

"Nine steps to the top..." Yue Lingfei muttered, with a bitter smile on her lips.

I'm crazy for even thinking about giving this guy a lecture...

"Why are you all silent? Forget it, let's get down to business. Master Deng, take a look at this meteorite sand. It's enough to make so many ink knives. Also, you have to help me figure out how to further improve the quality of my stick knife."

As he spoke, Chen Changfan handed out the stick knife in his hand. After the previous fierce battle, the stick knife had been slightly bent, and the stick was covered with cracks, as if it could break at any time.

"This stick...what on earth has it been through..." Deng Jiuxian took the scarred stick and knife, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

This weapon was made of Moyun iron mixed with a sufficient amount of meteorite sand, and it took him a lot of effort to make it. Its toughness is far beyond that of ordinary weapons. How come it was worn out like this in Chen Changfan's hands?

He didn't know that this was happening even though Xiao Suchen was constantly infusing the stick and knife with spiritual power. Otherwise, the stick and knife would have broken into several pieces long ago.

"I'm afraid it's difficult to repair. I'll make a new one later. By the way, do you still want a stick?"

Deng Jiuxian felt that repairing it would be even more troublesome than rebuilding it, so he decided to just tear it down and start over.

Chen Changfan scratched his head. If he was good at any weapon, it seemed that he was good at everything.

He was very good at using knives, sticks, bows and arrows, but if he wanted any other weapon, he really didn't have any good ideas for the time being.

He thought the previous design of the stick and sword was pretty good, but now that he was much stronger, the stick and sword could no longer handle his strength, which in turn restricted his performance.

"If you haven't made up your mind yet, you can wait a little longer. Let me see how much meteorite sand you brought back first."

Deng Jiuxian stretched out his hand towards Chen Changfan, motioning him to take out the meteorite sand for a look, but Chen Changfan pointed with his chin at a wooden barrel not far away.

Deng Jiuxian was slightly startled, then turned to look at the wooden barrel. The expression on his face suddenly became dull and he was speechless for a long time.

"Master Deng, Master Deng?"

Shen Wanwu shouted while trying to hold back his laughter.

Deng Jiuxian didn't say anything. He took a step forward, reached into the meteorite sand, picked up a handful of sand, and then scooped up another handful. His face showed quite emotional expression.

"Thinking back, I begged and pleaded everywhere for that small bag of meteorite sand, and even paid a lot of money to get just a little bit. And you actually brought back a whole bucket?"

Deng Jiuxian felt like he was doubting his life.

He originally thought that if the other party could take out a small bottle, he would be satisfied, but this is a whole bucket, what does that mean?

Is this 300 kilograms? Or 500 kilograms?

He looked at Chen Changfan in disbelief, "Boss, where did you get all this? Did you sell Xiaofeng Manor to someone else?"

Chen Changfan laughed and said, "It's free. If it's not enough, I can get some more."

hiss--

Deng Jiuxian and others were completely shocked and could no longer remain calm.

He got back the meteorite sand which is more valuable than gold without spending any money. Is this fair?

Is there any royal law?

"Stop pumping the air conditioner! You're almost sucking out all the air. Quickly calculate how much meteorite sand you can craft with this. If it's not enough, I'll get more."

Chen Changfan urged.

"This barrel weighs about 500 kilograms. With 500 kilograms, it's enough to forge tens of thousands of weapons. Of course, ink swords are different from ordinary weapons. Taking into account the loss and failure rate, it's enough to forge 3,000 to 4,000 ink swords."

Deng Jiuxian had never seen so much meteorite sand before, and he was not very sure, so he gave a more conservative estimate.

"Three thousand ink swords, there will still be some left, which can be used to forge some other weapons." Chen Changfan was quite satisfied.

Shen Wanwu also breathed a sigh of relief, and the respect he showed towards Chen Changfan became even stronger.

"We are saved. My Mo Dao Sect is saved."

Yue Lingfei was so excited that her voice trembled and her fingers clenched into fists unconsciously.