Chu Ge couldn't help but immerse himself in this feeling, as if he was drilling deeper and deeper into the soft clouds like cotton wool, for a minute, two minutes, three minutes...... I forgot that time existed, and I forgot to breathe.

The other rats saw an incredible scene.

At first, there were no rats to discover, after all, everyone was immersed in the Spirit River, the rats were crowded, bustling, all the rats were cultivating themselves, and the rats were the most densely populated, and they couldn't even bow their heads.

However, as time passed, more and more rats could not withstand the impact of excessive aura, and their bodies were pierced like pinpricks, fire, and knife cuts, and they squeaked and jumped ashore one after another.

The number of rat clans still staying in the Spirit River is gradually thinning.

After about half an hour, most of the rats who followed the cat-eaters climbed ashore, poked their tails into the dirt on the shore, turned their bodies into a spinning top, and spun around quickly, using this method to digest spiritual energy.

There are also some rat clans, carrying wisps of earthworm flesh, so they come to the Linghe River in a good time, smiling and watching the liveliness of their partners in the river - every time they practice, there are always some rat clans who are self-assured and strong-willed, so brave and ruthless, competing to see who has been in the Linghe for the longest time, and even some people bet on fighting, although the bet is only a few pieces of jerky, a few sharp embroidery needles and the like, but more importantly, the dignity of the strong, no one wants to climb ashore in disgrace, and would rather be filled with aura into a balloon, and they must persevere to the end.

Today, there happened to be two well-known warriors in the cat eater family who were not afraid of pain and death, and they met each other, gritted their teeth in the spirit river, glared angrily, and competed.

Therefore, it also attracted a large number of spectators, gathered around them, and even bet with them, and shouted and cheered, so that they could bet on which side they bet on and hold on for a little longer.

Looking at it, the sharp-eyed rat clan finally noticed that something was wrong, pointed at the bottom of the river not far from the two warriors with his tail, and screamed: "Look, is there still a mouse there?" ”

The rats looked down its tail, and sure enough!

In the depths of the Spirit River, on the riverbed, among the strange rocks, there was indeed a little mouse, posing in a very strange posture, his hands and feet squirming as if he was weak and weak, and he also squeezed his eyebrows and made all kinds of strange appearances, so that people could not tell whether he was cultivating, or whether he had drunk enough river water and sank to the bottom of the river like a scale.

The deepest part of this underground river is about four or five meters deep, and on average, it is also two or three meters deep, which is bottomless for mice.

It is only because the river is crystal clear and you can see the riverbed at a glance that it gives people a sense of calm.

In fact, the Spirit River is turbulent and extremely dangerous, and every time I go to the Spirit River to bathe and cultivate, it is unexpectedly frequent - many mice absorb too much spiritual energy, but they can't digest it, and they directly "go crazy" in the river water, which is really dangerous.

Therefore, the rat clan only dared to honestly float on the Spirit River to cultivate, and few rats dared to plunge into the depths of the river with a fierce son - even a strong person like a cat eater would not do so.

And every time they cultivate, there are countless drowning people, and later, if there are no rats drowning in any cultivation, it will be a rare thing!

Therefore, the rats were not surprised, but just beckoned to quickly let people throw the rope tied to the heavy object into the Spirit River, so that the drowning person could grab it himself and drag it up.

The spirit river is turbulent, and the drowning people who have absorbed enough spiritual energy are the most crazy and unpredictable, they often fall into a state of madness, and will become infinitely powerful, if other rats dive into the bottom of the river to save them, there is a chance that they will be dragged to death by them, and they will die together.

However, when the rats looked closely, they found that the drowning man was a little strange.

Generally speaking, there are only two states of drowning people, either they have not been drowning for a long time and are still struggling desperately, or they have been drowning for too long, their limbs are stiff, and they sink quietly to the bottom of the river.

But the drowning man, who had no desperate struggles and no stiff limbs, was still under his own control, making all sorts of strange but stretching movements.

"Didn't he drown?"

The rats looked at each other in disbelief.

"How is it possible, even since we found out, he has at least been under the Spirit River...... It's been a long, long time! ”

"Why didn't he struggle, he didn't scream, he didn't even have the slightest expression of pain on his face, but he enjoyed it?"

"Could it be that such a strong pressure in the depths of the Spirit River can't stimulate him?"

The rats were dumbfounded.

They looked at the two "warriors" who were floating on the Spirit River, their faces were red and their ears were red, and their green tendons were exposed, as if they were not taking a bath, but fried in an oil pot.

Look at the little mice sinking into the depths of the Spirit River, quiet and quiet, with a breezy face.

The rats were in a trance.

"Squeak squeak!"

With a piercing scream, one of the two "warriors" finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his butt and jumped out of the Spirit River, jumped ashore in a smoke, flicked his tail desperately, and danced with his hands.

Seeing this, the other warrior also hurriedly climbed ashore and writhed desperately in the dirt by the river, as if an invisible flame was swirling around him.

The two Warriors split the winners.

It's a pity that no one pays attention to their fight anymore, and all the attention of the rat clan is focused on the little mouse at the bottom of the river.

They found new content.

First, who is this guinea pig under the river?

Second, is he drowning, or is he doing a special kind of cultivation?

"I don't seem to have seen him, aren't all the famous warriors in our family here?"

"Could it be the warriors of other families? It's impossible, to be able to hold on to the depths of the Spirit River for so long, such a warrior should have already shocked the entire Long Fang Kingdom, it is impossible to be nameless, no one can recognize it, right? ”

"Wait, he seems to be ...... Long tongue! ”

For a while, the rats were in an uproar.

Although at yesterday's triumphal ceremony, Chu Ge had already made a splash.

But at that time, he showed a gift of language that was blessed by the gods.

No one thought that he could cultivate in the depths of the Spirit River for so long, and they all concluded that he must have drowned.

Although Chu Ge had just joined the cat eater family, his identity was different, and for a while, many rat clans shouted.

The cry attracted the cat eaters, who glanced into the river, and were even more nervous that even the hair on their tails exploded, desperately trying to jump into the river to fish Chu Ge up, but they were firmly held by their own people.

When he was at a stalemate, Chu Ge in the depths of the Spirit River suddenly moved.

His tail touched lightly on the strange rocks at the bottom of the river, and the whole person rushed forward like a torpedo, rushing towards the upper reaches of the Spirit River.

"It's-"

The cat eaters and rats were first shocked, then bewildered.

The shock was naturally Chu Ge's self-defeating approach - the further upstream the Spirit River, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy, not to mention that in the depths of the Spirit River, it would be attacked by spiritual energy from all directions without dead ends.

What puzzles him is that Chu Ge shouldn't be "drowning", how do you feel that he still has consciousness, and ...... Ease?

The cat eater and the rats looked at each other, their eyes widened, and they continued to look.

"He's moving!"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed rat screamed.

And the rat clan, whose eyes were not good, only saw that Chu Ge seemed to twist his buttocks, dragging out a vague afterimage, which quickly dissipated in the ripples of the river.

But the environment around Chu Ge seems to have happened...... Subtle changes.

Only the cat eater saw Chu Ge's movements.

Chu Ge actually used his tail as a harpoon, accurately and quickly forked a colorful small fish between the cracks of the strange rocks at the bottom of the river, and stuffed it into his mouth at a speed as fast as lightning, without even spitting out the thorns, and devoured the heavenly and earthly treasures containing abundant spiritual energy alive.

Swimming all the way, eating all the way, he perfectly combined the treacherous and hidden torpedoes, as well as the ferocity of sharks, frantically foraging at the bottom of the river, and after a while, he swept away a large area, but because the movements were very gentle and secretive, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals around them did not even notice, and still lazily wandered in their own small world.

Even most of the rat clans who were watching on the shore didn't notice it, but they were secretly wondering, how could they see Chu Ge swimming, and the small fish and shrimp around him seemed to be getting fewer and fewer, and they all hid in the mud and sand at the bottom of the river?

"Cat eater, we, are we going down to save him?" Some rats stammered and asked cat eaters.

“……”

Cat eaters don't know what to say.

It suddenly remembered the scene when the immortal general came to the Fang Kingdom on the first day and was thrown into the Spirit River by the national teacher.

At that time, the immortal general was still a piece of broken rotten meat, but when soaked in the Spirit River, it gave people an unfathomable sense of horror that was about to break out of the cocoon.

I didn't expect to experience the same feeling so quickly.

Could it be that in the Fangy Kingdom, there is going to be a second "unbeatable"?