The cold spring waterfall is turbulent, crossing the entire Wanglong Mountain Range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and there is no end to it, sending out countless branches along the way, like a huge net to shroud the vast earth.

Lingwen fish is a unique fish of Hanquan Waterfall, the whole body is golden, the flesh is fat, it is said that there is a trace of the blood of the ancient Kunpeng, there is also a very pure energy in the flesh and blood, and it is very good for the disciples below the sixty level to eat it often, but it is extremely difficult to catch, and some disciples even squat for three or four months for a long time in order to catch a spirit pattern fish.

The White Fire Ancestor lived in the upper reaches of the Cold Spring Waterfall of the Waste Peak, and the cold wind did not dare to wash Zheng Yuandong's clothes there, but took the clothes to the foot of the Red Moon Peak, pinched his nose and threw the clothes into the water without the slightest rubbing, and the surrounding water completely turned into inky black, emitting a foul smell.

Leng Feng took out the bloody steel gun, and kept swaying in the water with his clothes, the turbulent water and the shaking of the cold wind, this large piece of water has completely turned gray and black, more than a dozen spirit fish foamed at the mouth, their eyes turned upside down and floated out of the water, constantly spitting out black water, obviously they were highly poisonous......

Leng Feng was overjoyed when he saw the Lingwen fish, and just wanted to start fishing, but after seeing the black water spit out by the Lingwen fish, he retracted his hand again, Zheng Yuandong's clothes were like an invincible fishing artifact, but I am afraid that no one can eat such a Lingwen fish.

Zheng Yuandong's clothes were constantly swaying in the current, and at most four or five times the nearby water would turn completely black, and after a minute or two, more than a dozen overwhelmed spirit fish would float up.

The cold wind carried Zheng Yuandong's clothes and constantly changed into new waters, for several hundred meters in a row, but the clothes were still powerful, but wherever they came into contact, there would be spiritual fish floating out.

"This can't be done, when will I be able to wash Brother Dong's clothes at this speed." The cold wind was so tired that he was panting, and the arms wielding the blood-wielding steel spear were gradually a little sore.

"Smart one, you are confused for a while, Brother Feng, you can use the blood spear to carry your clothes and soak them in the water, and then you can't fly along the Cold Spring Waterfall." Xiaomi rolled his eyes in the Dharma bracelet, he had not dared to show his head since entering the Xuanyuan Gate, there was an aura that was familiar and unfamiliar.

Leng Feng glanced at the jet-black river water a few hundred meters behind him, gritted his teeth and then said: "I can't help it, Brother Yu, I'm sorry" and then picked up his clothes and flew rapidly along the current, leaving a faint gray-black color where he passed, and then floated a few Lingwen fish......

Zhou Laowu has a strong physique and a simple face, and Chiyue Peak is mainly based on refining the body, so he naturally worshiped under Chiyue Peak at the beginning.

If the body can not be nourished in time, it will accumulate over the years, and it is very likely to become a waste in the end, and the blood of the spirit fish has a good nourishing effect, and the fish meat has pure energy.

"This time, even if it takes a year and a half, I will catch a salmon." Zhou Lao Wu touched the bruise on his back, the intense pain made him grin, he had come down to catch the Lingwen fish three times, but he found nothing, this time he brought ten fishing nets.

The current has gradually become clear, and countless Lingwen fish are still floating on the surface of the water with white bellies, and the number is increasing......

"Spirit...... Salmon?! I'm not dreaming! Zhou Lao Wu rubbed his eyes vigorously, slapped his face, felt a hot pain, and suddenly shouted in surprise, and ran madly towards the Lingwen fish at an unprecedented speed.

The disciples in the nearby mountains and forests heard Zhou Laowu's strange scream, and hurriedly rushed forward, and for a while, the strange screams under Chiyue Peak came and went, until the last one was boiling.

"Zhang Long, let's go, why are you still in retreat! In the cold spring water at the foot of the mountain, there is a spirit fish floating in the fish, and I can't finish fishing, and it's gone too late! ”

"Li Sheng, hurry up, I'll go first."

"What a good thing! It's really heaven that doesn't die, I'm three fat."

Duan Sanpao limped out of the room with bruises on his face, but was knocked down by the fast-running crowd, and even stepped on a few times, even crawling towards the foot of the mountain with hope in this way......

Leng Feng was completely ignorant of what was happening under Chiyue Peak at the moment, and flew around Chiyue Peak, Zheng Yuandong's clothes were still extremely black, and the originally sweet and fragrant cold spring water became a little sour, Leng Feng's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and flew in the direction of Wanghai Peak......

After more than ten minutes, a strange cry suddenly came from the foot of Wanghaifeng Mountain, and then it didn't take long for countless strange screams to come out one after another, until Wanghaifeng was completely boiling.

"Rush!" Countless disciples of Wanghai Peak roared out with red faces, and rushed out towards the foot of the mountain with murderous aura as if they were engaged in a gang war.

"In the **** year of Xuanyuanmen, countless spiritual fish floated in the cold spring water at the foot of Wanghaifeng Mountain, the reason is unknown, the immortal family handwriting, the entire mountain peak from the elders to the disciples is fully boiling......" Duan Daguang took out a small notebook, quickly wrote a few lines of words on it, and then joined the torrent.

An hour later, a strange cry came from the foot of Tianji Peak, and Tianji Peak was completely boiling......

Two hours later, countless spirit beasts roared from the Dragon Peak, and the entire mountain peak was in a sensation, and hundreds of spirit beasts swarmed out, rushing towards the foot of the mountain with red eyes like a beast tide......

The cold wind wiped the sweat on his head, and fished Zheng Yuandong's clothes out of the cold spring water, although there was still a faint smell, but the clothes had returned to their normal color and were no longer extremely black, the cold wind glanced at it with relief, and it was finally time to call it a day.

"This lingwen fish is delicious, although I don't dare to eat it, but Brother Dong won't care, take back a few filial piety to his old man......" Leng Feng looked at the countless lingwen floating behind him, the corners of his mouth hooked out a bad smile, and he grabbed fifty lingwen fish into the Dharma bracelet, and then quickly flew away like a waste peak.

Not long after Leng Feng's figure left, countless disciples of the Dragon Peak appeared, as well as murderous spirit beasts......

Zheng Yuandong sat on the top of the waste peak and kept exhaling the aura, and the tattered clothes on his body exuded a sour smell, which made him a little hungry, and he plucked his nose helplessly, with his cultivation for ten days and half a month without eating, there is absolutely no problem, and I don't know what is wrong today.

Leng Feng held Zheng Yuandong's clothes in one hand and a few cleaned Lingwen fish in the other, flew back to the waste peak, and saw Zheng Yuandong who got up and was about to go to find food, and shouted respectfully: "Senior brother, I'm back"

"Well, it's good to be back." Zheng Yuandong's eyes lit up, and he stared at the few spirit salmon in Leng Feng's hand.