Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

There are many deserted islands on the road, and there are few people on them.

Because among these islands, only those small islands with sufficient fresh water and sufficient arable land can have the conditions for human survival.

Fang Chang found a small deserted island at random, and moored the boat to a tree on the shore that slanted toward the sea.

Always drifting on the sea, although he didn't feel any boredom, but he still planned to go to the island to stay for a while to change the environment, and there was no need for any reason or consideration.

He took out the fire pocket from his pocket and found that it had been extinguished due to the long time of floating on the water. Fang Chang simply picked up the old craft, took a rope from the boat, chose suitable small wooden sticks and blocks, and made a simple fire bow.

Soon, a bonfire was burning on the island. In order to avoid being misunderstood by ships in the distance, Fang Chang also deliberately burned the fire to reduce the smoke. In fact, he knew how to use a smokeless stove, but it was unnecessary to think about it, so he still chose a bonfire.

There is no obvious fresh water on this small island, but there must be fresh water under the land, otherwise the plants on the island would not behave as they do today. This island obviously belongs to the type of "fresh water but lack of arable land". After all, there are strange rocks and sparse vegetation on it, so there is no way to cultivate it.

He caught a few fish and shrimp, sprinkled with a little salt, skewered them on the branches, and put them on top of the campfire to roast. The flames licked the branches, and the fish and shrimp strung on the branches gave off bursts of aroma. The appearance of the food gradually becomes a little browned, and it will obviously have a slightly crispy taste.

Fang Chang swept away all the food on the campfire.

"Well, it's a bit monotonous."

He thought about it, then got up and left the campfire, jumped up high, and plunged into the sea water.

Of course, Fang Chang didn't jump into the sea out of hesitation, he just went to the sea to catch some delicious things.

"Ha, it's you!"

The seabed near the deserted island is a slightly stepped steep drop, and the life is diverse and extremely rich. The water flow inside is complicated and very dangerous, but Fang Changwei is not afraid. He skillfully grabbed two crabs near the shore, tied them up, turned around and went deeper into the seabed.

The sunlight penetrating in from the water surface is very bright, but at a depth of several tens of feet, there is an obvious black and white junction zone, and looking down, it is an ocean trench of unknown depth.

Fang Chang was not too picky, he just picked up two huge kelp, and caught a few shuttle-shaped fish in the deep water, which should be kept in motion all year round. In addition, Fang Chang also found a huge squid. He tied the tentacles of the squid together and lifted it out of the water.

If you are serious about cooking, you will naturally need pots, pans, ladles, etc. Fortunately, although Fang Chang didn't bring these things, the boat he bought has pots, pans, and the like. It should be the previous fisherman's owner of this boat.

Looking for a place to cook and eat, the remaining two small handfuls of corn on board proved this point.

There is a pot and good ingredients, and then the catch is skewered with twigs and roasted on the fire, which is a bit reckless.

Therefore, the most urgent task now is to find suitable fresh water. Without water, we cannot effectively cook and eat. However, on this deserted island, there are only some rocky hills, no springs or streams flowing out, and naturally there is no fresh water that can be directly applied to the ground.

"Then, we can only dig a well and have a look."

Although the island is relatively barren, there is no shortage of vegetation, although they have all become yellow and dry under the ravages of winter. Of course, this gave Fang Chang great convenience when he was looking for suitable firewood and fire materials. The existence of these vegetation proves that there is fresh water under the island.

Fang Chang stepped on the ground lightly, calculated secretly, and found that the material of the ground was too hard, of course, this did not trouble Fang Chang. He simply took out the Lingquan sword from behind, and then gently gouged it toward the ground—just like pulling out tofu with a knife, he slid in without any hindrance.

He smiled slightly, bent down and stretched out his hand, grabbed the big rock that was eliminated by the Lingquan sword, and lifted it up:

"Hey!"

The big stone was lifted out and thrown far into the sea.

After going back and forth several times in this way, the aquifer was finally broken through, and the water column sprayed out from the stone wall, quickly covering the bottom of the cave, and began to rise upwards. Fang Chang stood by and watched quietly, and found that the water here was still gushing out after exceeding the ground.

Following the rule of finding the lowest point, the water rushed to the sea with a rush, and soon formed a new stream on the deserted island.

What's even better is that since this time we are digging holes in the stone and using the unparalleled Lingquan sword, there is no need to dig a well and then settle again. The water gushing out of the well is directly clear and sweet. It tastes wonderful.

Fang Chang directly took the pot on the boat, filled the hole where the water came out, and returned to the campfire to cook.

There are also a lot of seasonings on fishing boats. Although they are all home-cooked, with them and green onion, ginger and garlic, they can also remove fishy smell and enhance flavor, and add color to food.

The water in the pot boiled, and there was a gurgling sound.

Fang Chang sliced ​​the squid, skewered it on wooden sticks and grilled it. It would take a long time for the fish and crabs in the pot to be eaten. After he cleaned the kelp, he threw it in the air and cut it into thin shreds with a knife, and put it on a large plate with soy sauce and minced garlic.

It wasn't until late at night that he enjoyed all the goods he had received this time.

After putting away the pot and cleaning the dishes, Fang Chang chose a dry branch to jump on, and lay down on the branch.

The sky was extremely dark, and there was a little white mist on the sea. A round of bright moon hung on the sky, and the light penetrated the mist and sprinkled down, laying a white line on the sea.

The wind gradually picked up, and the waves on the sea became bigger and bigger.

Crash, clatter, clatter.

The waves crashing against the shore make various sounds, which calms the mind.

With Fang Chang's eyesight, the dark night will not hinder him, and he can see the magnificence of the sea at a glance.

Suddenly, he felt that his cultivation base, which had not been loosened for a long time, had broken through again.

The mana surged for a few breaths, making everything within a radius of tens of miles sing happily. Even the fish and shrimps in the sea, infected with this inspiration, became stronger and more agile, and swam more happily. The deserted island was also affected by this, and became a little more vibrant. Although looking up, it was still a rough mess of rocks, and there were clusters of dead yellow grass and trees in the crevices of the rocks.

Looking at the road ahead through fate, there is a sense of sudden enlightenment.

It's a pity that the catastrophe of heaven and earth was shrouded, and this feeling lasted for a moment. Then, the sense of the future in the spiritual sense became chaotic and hazy again.

But he didn't care much about it, he only had joy in his heart.