Chapter 79 (1/2)

But I didn't expect whether the unknown white fish tastes quite good because it is pure natural and pollution-free. Not only does it have no miscellaneous thorns, but also there is not much fish blood. The meat is delicate, fresh and tender without fishy smell.

Not only did he not feel hard to swallow, but he had the enjoyment of tasting delicious food, which was more delicious than any sashimi.

What surprised him most was that the fish turned into a warm current after entering the abdomen, which fused with his true Qi, making his true Qi recover quickly.

What kind of fish is this? It can be turned into true Qi. If you can eat it for a long time, don't you need to practice?

Ding Ning thought more and more excited, with green light in his eyes, and continued to fish.

But after catching several fish one after another and taking a bite, Ding Ning was frustrated to find that only the white fish that is almost transparent can increase Qi, and other fish are no different from ordinary fish.

Fortunately, although the number of white fish is small, it is not absolutely not. Perhaps it is because people here are very rare and isolated from the world. These fish are not afraid of people at all, and some even swim around his legs curiously.

Ding Ning continued to walk forward. While fleeing, he always searched for the trace of white fish. After tasting white fish, other fish were really hard to swallow.

As he moved forward, the stream became deeper and deeper, which had flooded to his waist, and he felt that the terrain was getting higher and higher, which made him suspect that there might be a mountain ahead, and the stream flowed down the mountain.

Along the way, he caught three white fish to eat, so that he had no sense of hunger. On the contrary, the stream was getting deeper and colder.

The genuine Qi of white fish constantly cruises between his meridians, forming a cycle, making his genuine Qi grow stronger and stronger, and there is a feeling of getting hotter and hotter.

However, this hot feeling was offset by the colder and colder stream temperature, which made Ding Ning feel comfortable. It was like soaking in the hot spring in the cold winter and December, and the capillary blood holes all stretched out.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was blocked by the shade of towering ancient trees on both sides of the stream. The stream had flooded Ding Ning's chest, which surprised him where the source of the stream was.

A trace of water vapor filled the air, forming a billowing white fog. The fog became thicker and thicker. Ding Ning's sight was blocked. He simply closed his breath and dived into the water. He didn't forget to continue catching fish.

With the deeper the stream, the number of white fish seems to be increasing. Ding Ning is very happy. He catches a white fish, floats to the surface and eats it, and then continues to dive to catch fish.

I don't know how long it has passed. Ding Ning can't remember how many white fish he ate. He just feels that the Qi in his body is growing and growing.

Although he had not felt hungry for a long time, he was deeply infatuated with the delicious white fish, and even forgot that he was still in danger. As long as he saw the white fish, he caught it and ate it.

Zhenqi has long recovered its usual strength and is still rising. The continuous decline of water temperature forms a delicate balance with his increasingly hot Zhenqi, which makes him ignore the abnormality of Zhenqi.

Ding Ning, who occasionally surfaced to eat white fish, ignored that the white fog on the water was getting thicker and thicker, and the stream became wider and deeper with the increase of terrain, becoming a cold river.

If you can look down from a high altitude through the white fog, you will find that the river where Ding Ning is located is only one of the countless branches of a huge lake on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Ding Ning also noticed from the more and more difficult diving that he was going upstream and the water temperature was falling.

However, with the increasing number and size of white fish, more and more real Qi can be absorbed, and the hot real Qi can completely resist the ice cold of the river, so he decided to continue upstream.

And he never found that when he entered the white fog area, there was a small white snake staring at him in the water not far behind him.

This little snake is only the thickness of the thumb and is no more than half a foot long. Unlike ordinary water snakes, its scales are very similar to white fish and are almost transparent white.

The most amazing thing is that its head has begun to appear towering, which is completely different from snakes.

It has a slight angular bulge on its forehead, two whisker like tentacles on both sides of its mouth, wriggling gently in the water, Locke head, snake body, fish scales, cow ears and turtle eyes.

The turtle's eyes are not like the cold and ruthless snake pupils of ordinary snakes, but full of spirituality and humanization. They spin around with Ding Ning's every move.

If Ding Ning can detect its existence, he will be shocked to find that this white snake has almost no difference from the mythical dragon except that it has no limbs and no horns on its head.

This is a snake that has turned into a dragon. It has primary wisdom. It is no longer a cold-blooded animal that hunts only by instinct.

Perhaps it was because he had never seen human beings, so he followed Ding Ning with a trace of curiosity in his smart eyes and carefully observed his every move. Even if he ate a lot of food that belonged to him, he didn't act rashly.

Ding Ning didn't notice that the danger was approaching. He was still swallowing white fish and struggling upstream.

Until a certain moment, the undercurrent under the water suddenly stagnated. He felt relaxed and the water began to become gentle. He knew that he had swam to the top of the mountain, the source of the stream.

But when he came to the surface and looked at the dense white fog around him, he could only see the visual distance of three meters at most, and instinctively was a little flustered.

The unknown is the source of fear in the world. After all, Ding Ning is just an ordinary person who knows some martial arts, er, and some powers.

Suddenly he found that the strange environment he was in at the moment made the five senses and six senses he had been used to lose their function. How could he not be flustered.

He didn't even notice that the circulation of real Qi in his body was getting faster and faster. The surrounding white fog kept entering his body like a sea of rivers, making his meridians begin to feel faint pain.