But he didn't expect that the unknown white fish tasted quite good, probably because it was natural and unpolluted. It had no bones, and there was not much fish blood. The meat was delicate and tender, without any fishy smell.
Not only was it not hard to swallow, but it also made him feel like he was tasting a delicious dish. It tasted much better than sashimi.
What surprised him most was that after the fish entered his stomach, it turned into a warm current and merged with his True Qi, so that his True Qi recovered quickly.
"What kind of fish is this? It can turn into True Qi. If I can eat it for a long time, I don't need to practice, do I? "
The more Ding Ning thought about it, the more excited he became. With a green light in his eyes, he continued to fish.
But after catching a few fish and taking a bite, Ding Ning was depressed to find that only the almost transparent white fish had the effect of increasing True Qi, and the other fish were no different from ordinary fish.
Fortunately, although the number of white fish was small, it was not absolutely zero. Perhaps because there were very few people here and it was isolated from the world, these fish were not afraid of people at all, and some even swam around his legs curiously.
Ding Ning continued to move forward, and while escaping, he kept searching for the traces of white fish. After tasting white fish, other fish were really difficult to swallow.
As he moved forward, the stream became deeper and deeper, and it had submerged his waist, and he felt that the terrain was also getting higher and higher, which made him suspect that there might be a mountain ahead, and the stream flowed down along the mountain.
Along the way, he caught three more white fish and ate them, so that he didn't feel hungry anymore. On the contrary, the stream became deeper and colder.
The True Qi transformed by the white fish kept swimming in his meridians, forming a cycle, which made his True Qi constantly grow, and also made him feel hotter and hotter.
However, this hot feeling was offset by the colder and colder temperature of the stream, which made Ding Ning feel comfortable all over, as if he was soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter, and the blood capillaries all over his body were stretched out.
It was late at night, and the moonlight was also blocked by the shade of the towering ancient trees on both sides of the stream. The stream had submerged Ding Ning's chest, which made him a little surprised at where the source of the stream was.
Wisps of water vapor filled the air and formed a rolling white fog. The fog became thicker and thicker, and Ding Ning's vision was blocked. He simply held his breath and dived into the water, but he did not forget to catch fish.
As the stream got deeper, the number of white fish seemed to increase. Ding Ning was very happy. He caught a white fish and swam to the surface to eat it. Then he continued to dive into the water to catch more fish.
Ding Ning didn't know how much time had passed. He couldn't even remember how many white fish he had eaten. He only felt that the True Qi in his body was growing stronger and stronger.
Although he didn't feel hungry for a long time, he was deeply obsessed with the delicious white fish. He even forgot that he was still in danger. As long as he saw a white fish, he would catch it and eat it.
His True Qi had already recovered to its usual intensity, and was still rising. The water temperature kept dropping, forming a subtle balance with his True Qi that was getting hotter and hotter, which made him ignore the abnormality of his True Qi.
Ding Ning, who occasionally rose to the surface of the water to eat white fish, also ignored the fact that the white mist on the surface of the water was getting thicker and thicker, and the stream was getting wider and deeper with the elevation of the terrain, becoming a cold river.
If one could look down from the sky through the white mist, one would find that the river where Ding Ning was in was just one of the numerous branches of a large lake on the top of the mountain.
At this time, Ding Ning also realized that he was swimming against the current, and the water temperature was dropping.
But as the number of white fish increased and their size grew, they could absorb more and more True Qi. The hot True Qi could completely resist the coldness of the river, so he decided to continue swimming upstream.
But he never found that when he entered the white mist area, a small white snake in the water not far behind him had been staring at him.
This small snake was only as thick as a thumb and no more than half a foot long. Different from ordinary water snakes, its scales were very similar to those of white fish, which were almost transparent white.
The most surprising thing was that its head had begun to show its protrusion, which was completely different from that of snakes.
There was a slight horn-like protrusion on its forehead, and two whisker-like antennae were gently wriggling in the water on both sides of the corners of its mouth. It had a camel's head, a snake's body, fish's scales, ox's ears, and turtle's eyes.
The turtle's eyes were not like those of ordinary snakes, which were cold and ruthless. Instead, they were full of intelligence, and they followed Ding Ning's every move like a human.
If Ding Ning could perceive its existence, he would be shocked to find that this white snake looked almost the same as the dragons in myths and legends, except that it had no limbs and the horns on its head.
This was a snake that had turned into a flood dragon and had basic intelligence. It was no longer a cold-blooded animal that hunted only by instinct and was ignorant.
Perhaps it was because it had never seen a human before, so it followed Ding Ning with a hint of curiosity in its intelligent eyes, carefully observing his every move. Even if Ding Ning ate a large amount of food that originally belonged to it, it did not act rashly.
Ding Ning did not notice the approaching danger at all. He was still swallowing white fish and struggling to swim upstream.
Until a moment, the undercurrent under the water suddenly stagnated. He only felt relaxed, and the water began to calm down. He knew that he had swum to the top of the mountain, the source of the stream.
But when he floated to the surface of the water, he saw that his body had been filled with thick white mist, and he could only see three meters clearly at most. Instinctively, he was a little flustered.
The unknown was the source of fear in the world. After all, Ding Ning was just an ordinary person who knew some martial arts, uh, and some superpowers.
Suddenly, he found that the strange environment he was in at the moment made the five senses and six senses that he had been accustomed to lose their function. How could he not panic?
He did not even notice that the True Qi in his body was circulating faster and faster, and the white mist around him kept pouring into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, which made his meridians begin to feel a faint swelling pain.
With a "puff", Watanabe Nomura pulled his right arm out of the chest of the last black iron warrior who had fled with a grim smile. His right hand, which had turned into a machete, still had a beating heart pierced through it.
The warm blood splashed all over his head and face. In the dim night, he looked like a devil crawling out of hell.
"Watanabe-kun, you are swift and decisive. Onitsuka admires you!"
Onitsuka didn't know whether he complimented him sincerely or not, but he secretly rejoiced that Watanabe Nomura had taken refuge in him under his honeyed words.
Otherwise, if they really fought, his mutated right hand was comparable to a magic weapon. With his danger perception superpower, it was hard to say who would be the winner if they really fought.
"Onitsuka, I will definitely cooperate with you to catch the doctor and atone for my crime. Onitsuka, please put in a good word for me in front of the director."
Watanabe Nomura knew that he had no way back, so he lowered his posture and made a 90-degree bow to Onitsuka with a respectful tone.
Onitsuka grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, as long as Watanabe-kun sincerely works for the director, he will not treat you badly."
"Hey! Onitsuka, please rest assured that I will do my best to be loyal to the director, and I will not forget your kindness to me. "
Watanabe Nomura made another deep bow, showing great humility.
"Then let's continue to catch the doctor and never let him run away."
Onitsuka waved his hand in high spirits, and the remaining six black iron warriors all bowed to show their obedience. Then they quickly scattered to search around, which startled countless night birds.
…
Beside the stream, Yamada frowned and looked at the crystal clear fish bone in his hand, sniffing it constantly.
Hanako stood aside, covering her shoulder that was still oozing blood, and said with lingering fear,
"Is this guy just a doctor? Why is he more insidious than those experienced old hunters? We have 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 Chinaman is so cunning. He even walked along the stream and eliminated all his smell, which made my nose useless."
"Where will he escape to?"
Hanako took off her mask and revealed a delicate face, but her eyes flashed with resentment.
The superpower she stimulated only increased her speed, but did not increase her tracking judgment. She could only follow Yamada's lead.
"Let's chase him upstream. This fish bone was eaten by human beings not long ago, and it must be him that floated down along the stream."
Yamada stood up and said with certainty.
"Well, let's chase him. I must tear him into pieces."
Hanako said, gnashing her teeth. It could be seen how much psychological shadow the trap set by Ding Ning in a hurry had caused her.
Yamada laughed bitterly. He touched the torn clothes on his chest and said with lingering fear, "This Chinaman is not simple. The trap he set up in a hurry made us suffer a great loss. If there was enough time, I can guarantee that he would be able to set up an even more terrifying trap. We must not let our guard down."
Hanako's face tightened, and she walked upstream quickly, "Then let's chase him quickly. We can't give him enough time. Otherwise, if he carefully sets a trap, I'm afraid both of us will die."
"Yes, the insidiousness of this Chinaman makes me afraid. We must not give him enough time."
Yamada quickly caught up with her and agreed with some lingering fear.
As soon as they left, a graceful black figure quietly appeared and muttered in a low voice, "This little Japanese not only has a pair of dog noses, but also a good brain. He just happened to give me directions. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known where that guy had gone."
The black figure flashed and disappeared as if it had never appeared.
Passing by Yamada and Hanako, Night Lone Ranger went straight to the source of the stream. As the white mist in front of her became thicker and thicker, she took a deep breath and showed joy on her face,
"What a thick Spiritual Aura, which is even thicker than that of those hidden sects. Is there a Spiritual Vein here? Now I'm rich. With enough Spiritual Aura, maybe I can break through and become a Celestial Spiritual Master. "
She walked into the thick mist leisurely. As she went deeper, she frowned tightly, showed a trace of suspicion on her face, and whispered softly,
"This Spiritual Aura is not right. It contains Yin and Yang, and ice and fire are incompatible. The spiritual mist is illusory, and it can't absorb Qi and nourish the spirit. Is it an illusion? Ding Ning, I'm most afraid of pain. It's because of you that I have to feel pain once. You have to compensate me later, humph. "
Night Lone Ranger muttered, stretched out her white index finger, and bit it three times with a face full of fear of pain. Then she bit her fingertip and squeezed out a drop of red blood. With tears in her eyes, she pointed between her eyebrows and said, "Third Eye, open!"
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