But I didn't expect that this unknown white fish tastes quite good because it is purely natural and pollution-free. Not only does it have no thorns, it doesn't even have much fish blood. The meat is delicate and tender, with no fishy smell.

Not only did it not feel difficult to swallow at all, but it gave him the feeling of enjoying delicious food, which was infinitely better than the taste of sashimi.

What surprised him the most was that after the fish meat entered his stomach, it turned into a warm current and merged with his Qi, causing his Qi to recover quickly.

What kind of fish is this? It can turn into true energy. If it can be eaten for a long time, wouldn't it mean that there is no need to practice?

The more Ding Ning thought about it, the more excited he became, his eyes glowed green, and he continued to fish.

But after catching several fish and taking a bite, Ding Ning discovered to his dismay that only the almost transparent white fish had the effect of increasing Qi, and other fish were no different from ordinary fish.

Fortunately, although the number of white fish is small, it is not absolutely non-existent. Perhaps because people here are extremely rare and isolated, these fish are not afraid of people at all, and some even curiously swim around his legs.

Ding Ning continued to move forward, always searching for traces of white fish while escaping. After tasting white fish, other fish were really hard to swallow.

As he moved forward, the stream became deeper and deeper, already submerged up to his waist, and he felt that the terrain was getting higher and higher, which made him suspect that there might be a mountain in front of him, and the stream flowed down the mountain.

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Along the way he caught three more white fish and ate them, which made him no longer feel hungry. On the contrary, the stream was getting deeper and colder.

The true energy transformed by the white fish continued to swim in his meridians, forming a cycle, making his true energy continue to grow, and he felt increasingly hot.

However, this hot feeling was offset by the increasingly cold temperature of the stream. Instead, Ding Ning felt comfortable all over his body, just like soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter, and the capillaries all over his body relaxed.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was blocked by the shadows of the towering ancient trees on both sides of the stream. The stream water had already submerged up to Ding Ning's chest, making him a little surprised as to where the source of the stream was.

A trace of water vapor filled the air, forming surging white fog. The fog became thicker and thicker. Ding Ning's sight was blocked, so he simply held his breath and dived into the water to swim, not forgetting to continue catching fish.

As the stream got deeper, the number of white fish seemed to increase. Ding Ning was so happy that he caught a white fish and floated to the surface to eat it, and then continued diving to catch fish.

I don't know how much time has passed. Ding Ning can't even remember how much white fish he has eaten. He only feels that the true energy in his body continues to grow stronger and stronger.

Although he no longer felt hungry, the delicious taste of white fish fascinated him so much that he even forgot that he was still in danger. Whenever he saw a white fish, he would catch it and eat it.

The infuriating energy had long since returned to its usual strength and was still rising. The declining water temperature and his increasingly hot infuriating energy formed a delicate balance, allowing him to ignore the abnormalities in the infuriating energy.

Ding Ning, who only occasionally came to the water to eat white fish, ignored the fact that the white mist on the water was getting thicker and thicker, and the stream was getting wider and deeper as the terrain increased, turning it into a cold river.

If you could look down from a high altitude through the white mist, you would find that the river where Ding Ning is located is just one of the countless branches of a huge lake on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Ding Ning also noticed from the increasingly strenuous diving that he was swimming upstream, and the water temperature was also dropping.

However, as the number of white fish increased and their sizes grew larger and larger, they could absorb more and more Qi, and the hot Qi could completely withstand the coldness of the river water, so he decided to continue upstream.

But he never noticed that when he entered the white mist area, there was a small white snake in the water not far behind him that was staring at him.

This little snake is only as thick as a thumb and less than half a foot long. Unlike ordinary water snakes, its scales are very similar to those of white fish, and are almost transparent white.

The most surprising thing is that its head has begun to look majestic, completely different from that of snakes.

There is a slight horn-like protrusion on its forehead, and there are two beard-like tentacles on both sides of the mouth that are squirming gently in the water, including a camel head, a snake body, fish scales, cow ears, and turtle eyes.

The turtle's eyes were not like the cold and ruthless eyes of ordinary snakes, but were full of spirituality and human nature, swirling with Ding Ning's every move.

If Ding Ning could detect its existence, he would be shocked to find that except for the fact that it has no limbs and no horns on its head, this white snake looks almost the same as the dragon in myths and legends.

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

Perhaps because it had never seen a human before, it followed Ding Ning, carefully observing his every move with a hint of curiosity in its smart eyes. Even though he ate a large amount of food that belonged to it, it did not act rashly.

Ding Ning was not aware of the approaching danger at all, and was still swallowing the white fish while struggling to swim upstream.

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

But when he surfaced and saw that the surroundings were filled with thick white mist, and he could only see clearly a distance of three meters at most, he instinctively panicked.

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

Suddenly he realized that the strange environment he was in at the moment made the five senses and six senses he was accustomed to lose their function. How could he not panic?

He didn't even notice that the true energy circulation in his body was getting faster and faster, and the white mist around him was continuously entering his body like a sea containing hundreds of rivers, causing his meridians to begin to feel faint swelling and pain.

With a "pop" sound, Watanabe Nomura pulled out his right arm from the chest of the last fleeing black iron warrior with a grin on his face. The right hand that had mutated into a horn sword still had a beating heart on it.

Warm blood splashed all over his head and face, and in the dim night, he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hells.

"Watanabe-kun is resolute and clean, and Onizuka admires him!"

Onizuka didn't know whether he was sincerely complimenting him or not, but he was secretly glad that Watanabe Nomura had turned to him because of his sweet words.

Otherwise, if there were to be a fight, his mutated right hand would be like a magical weapon. With his ability to sense danger, it was hard to say who would win in a fight.

"Onizuka-kun, I will definitely cooperate with you to catch that doctor and atone for his sins. I also ask Onizuka-kun to speak kindly to me in front of the supervisor."

Watanabe Nomura knew that there was no way back for him, so he kept his posture very low and bowed at 90 degrees to Onizuka with a respectful tone in his tone.

Onizuka grinned and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, as long as Watanabe-kun sincerely works for the supervisor, I will not treat you badly."

"Hi! Don't worry, Onizuka-kun. I will do my best to serve you, and I will never forget Onizuka-kun's kindness to me."

Watanabe Nomura bowed deeply again, showing humility.

"Then we continue to capture the doctor and we must not let him run away."

Onizuka waved his hand in high spirits, and the remaining six Black Iron warriors all bowed to show their obedience, and quickly spread out to search everywhere, startling countless night birds.

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By the stream, Yamada frowned and looked at the crystal clear fish bones in his hands, sniffing them constantly.

Hanako stood aside, awkwardly covering her shoulder that was still soaked with blood, and said with lingering fear:

"Is this guy just a doctor? How can he be more sinister than those experienced old hunters? We encountered no less than ten traps along the way."

Yamada frowned, threw away the fish bone in his hand, and looked at the stream: "This Chinese man is so cunning. He actually walked along the stream, eliminating all his smell and making my nose useless."

"Then where will he escape?"

Hanako took off her mask, revealing a delicate face, but a look of resentment flashed in her eyes.

The ability she stimulates only increases the speed and does not have any bonus to the tracking judgment. Everything can only be followed Yamada's lead.

"We chased upstream. The fish bones were eaten by humans, and it must have been him that floated down the current not long after eating them."

Yamada stood up and said firmly.

"Okay, let's chase him. I will cut him into pieces."

Hanako said through gritted teeth, which shows how much psychological shadow Ding Ning's hastily set trap had on her.

Yamada smiled bitterly, touched the broken clothes on his chest, and said with lingering fear: "This Chinese man is not simple. We suffered a big loss just by setting a trap in a hurry. If there is enough time, I can guarantee that he can lay an even more terrifying trap."

Traps, we must not take them lightly."

Hanako's expression tightened and she walked quickly upstream: "Then let's chase him quickly and not give him enough time. Otherwise, if he carefully lays a trap, we will both be killed."

"Yes, this Chinese man's insidiousness makes me fearful. I must not give him enough time."

Yamada quickly chased after him and agreed with some fear.

As soon as they left, a graceful black figure quietly appeared, murmuring in a low voice: "Not only does this little devil have a pair of dog noses, but his head is also quite useful. He just showed me the way, otherwise I wouldn't know that guy."

Where did it go?"

The black shadow flashed and disappeared from the place as if it had never appeared.

Crossing Yamada and Hanako, I walked straight to the source of the stream alone at night. As the white mist in front of me became thicker and thicker, I took a deep breath and a happy look appeared on my eyebrows:

"The spiritual energy is so thick, even richer than the cave heaven paradise of those hidden sects. Could it be that there is a spiritual vein here? Now that it is developed, and with enough spiritual energy support, maybe I can break through and become a heavenly spiritual master."

She walked into the thick fog like a leisurely stroll. As she went deeper, her eyebrows were tightly knitted together, a look of suspicion appeared on her face, and she murmured softly:

"This spiritual energy is wrong. It contains yin and yang. It is incompatible with ice and fire. The spiritual mist is illusory. It cannot absorb the energy and nourish the spirit at all. Is it an illusion? Ding Ning, this girl is afraid of pain the most. I only have to hurt you all because of you.

, you have to make it up to me no matter what you say later, huh."

Ye Duxing muttered something in his mouth, stretched out his green-white index finger, and bit it three times with a look of pain on his face before biting the tip of his finger and forcing out a drop of bright red blood. He moved towards the center of his eyebrows with tears in his eyes: "Heavenly Eye, open it."

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As soon as a flower appeared in front of my eyes, the environment suddenly changed. The thick fog that covered the sky disappeared without a trace. There was only a clear water pool more than ten feet in size in front of me. On a large bluestone beside the water pool, a small white snake was coiled around it.
Chapter completed!