Chapter 1 I Am a Fish

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The morning light shines on the earth, and all things are revived.

Last night, a heavy rain drenched the branches and leaves, the sun poured, and layers of white mist shrouded the entire forest like a light veil, which was as beautiful as a fairyland.

Passing through the dense trees, a sparkling lake comes into view. The lake is full of aquatic plants, and a school of black carp is swimming around them. In early spring, it is the breeding season of carp, and among the lush aquatic plants, there are small fish eggs.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shine through the layers of mist and shine among the aquatic plants, the natural predators of the carp are active. After the mother carp have completed their fertility tasks, it is their weakest moment. At this time, a large army of long-billed eagles hovered over the lake.

Aiming at their prey, the eagle eye swooped down, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and the talon quickly caught the fat carp.

In an instant, the carp, which had previously hid in the depths of the lake and did not dare to show their faces, were now completely exposed to the eyes of the natural predators, and were killed by the hungry long-billed eagles.

And in this group of carp, a newborn little fish boy desperately hid in the aquatic weeds, hiding in the corner, shivering.

After a long fight, the long-billed eagle team hovering over the lake returned with a full load, while the carp suffered heavy casualties, and the scene was a mess.

At this time, Li Muyu, who was hiding under the aquatic weeds, saw the long-billed eagle leaving, so he quickly swung the tail of the fish and swam towards the carp.

It has been more than a month since he crossed into this world, from the shock and disbelief at the beginning, to the discouragement and nightmares afterwards, Li Muyu always felt that he was dreaming, a real and long dream.

Incarnated as a fish egg, and then born, foraging. This dream is getting longer and longer, and it is becoming more and more true, which makes Li Muyu, who numbly experienced "Yusheng", feel more and more desperate in his heart.

"Could it be that because I have a 'fish' in my name, I have been reincarnated as a fish in this life? So why are my memories still there? Didn't I drink Meng Po soup when I was reincarnated? ”

Finally, to this day, the "catastrophe" of the carp clan has completely stimulated Li Muyu. was inexplicably killed by lightning in his previous life, could it be that the "Yusheng" in this life has just begun and is about to end?

That's embarrassing......

He sighed resignedly, but spat out a bubble.

Life still has to be lived, and life still has to go on.

In the middle of the night, the moon hangs high in the night sky, and the moonlight pours over the sparkling lake. A gray and inconspicuous carp floated to the surface, the head of the fish faced the bright moon, and the mouth of the fish was closed one by one, which seemed quite humane. And this carp is Li Muyu, a traverser.

Since the disaster of the long-billed eagle attacking the carp school, Li Muyu has thought carefully about his "yusheng".

Do you like to be a fish?

Dislike.

Can life go on?

Get by... But it's no different from being dead.

I ate and slept every day, slept and ate, and I had to constantly worry about it, for fear of being caught by natural enemies and eaten bloodily.

Therefore, the only way to change the way we live today is to become stronger.

But how to get stronger? This is where Li Muyu is most distressed now.

First of all, he is a fish, a carp at the bottom of the food chain. But he is not an ordinary fish, he is a thinking fish.

Throughout the ages, I have never heard of a carp that can think. Unless... It's a carp spirit!

If a carp has a mind, it means that he has a spiritual wisdom, and with spiritual wisdom, it means that he can try to cultivate as recorded in those strange things of the gods.

After all, cultivating means that he will have mana, and having mana means that he is no longer a carp to be slaughtered!

Li Muyu's analysis of everything is the Tao, which is reasonable. Immediately after that, he began to try the first step of his "Yusheng" cultivation - to the moon.

Li Muyu, who is still a juvenile, floats to the water and spits at the moon in the dead of night. At first, nothing worked. Li Muyu tried to spit on the moon from various angles, or lie on his back or lie down, or even meditate on the moon, but to no avail. It wasn't until three months later that a mysterious feeling quietly happened.

The moonlight shone on Li Muyu's fish body, and the silver-white moonlight was sucked into the fish's mouth by Li Muyu, and then, a cloud of turbid gas was spit out, which was repeated in turn, until the next morning, the eastern sunrise, a trace of pure Japanese essence was spit out by Li Muyu, and Li Muyu's fish mouth was scalded alive.

But as the saying goes, the solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not grow. The trace of sun essence that Li Muyu inadvertently ingested in his body neutralized the moonlight in his body, nourished Li Muyu's body, and strengthened his mana.

At first, Li Muyu was afraid of encountering natural enemies when he was spitting, so he cautiously observed the surroundings for a while, and then found that in the middle of the night, the lake was very quiet, and there was no other movement except for the sound of insects.

Those birds are supposed to forage during the day and rest at night.

After reaching a conclusion, Li Muyu surfaced with confidence and spit on the moon. Whenever Li Muyu spit out Yuehua, his heart was surprisingly calm, which effectively alleviated Li Muyu's depressed mood after crossing.

After spending a night of Yuehua, Li Muyu didn't feel the slightest tiredness at all, both mentally and physically, he was in good spirits.

"Is it possible, can this cultivation replace sleep?"

In this way, I breathed in the moonlight at night, ingested a trace of daily essence during the day, and the cycle went on and on, and it had been insisted on for three years.

In the past three years, Li Muyu's carp body has changed dramatically. At the beginning, Li Muyu, like other carp friends, was gray and unremarkable. But later, as the breathing time became longer, the original light gray dull fish scales slowly turned ink, the whole body is like ink, the fish belly is snow-white, from a distance, the fish scales are like polished ink crystals, the streamer turns.

Unexpectedly, this accidentally cultivated into a beautiful male fish. Not only that, the muscles on the gills of Li Muyu have become particularly powerful, and sometimes, spitting a mouthful of water into the sky can spit more than three meters high. It is completely possible to shoot down the mosquitoes passing by and add food to yourself.

Experiencing all kinds of changes in his body, Li Muyu cultivated more and more diligently, and was unwilling to slack off for a moment.

Spring goes to autumn, and the seasons change. In the blink of an eye, Li Muyu has been crossing the adult fish for five years.

In the past five years, Li Muyu has lived in this lake every day, looking at the morning glow and sunset every day, and watching the clouds and clouds every day. Foraging, cultivating, and being in a daze, the ordinary and monotonous life has built Li Muyu's "fish life" for five whole years. Sometimes Li Muyu also thinks, maybe it's not bad to be a fish. There's no competition, there's no sickness, there's no work, there's no money. However, there is no second fish in this huge lake that understands its troubles, and there is no second fish that gives birth to wisdom.

It's not easy to practice, let alone a carp at the bottom of the food chain? Not to mention the generation of intelligence.

Loneliness, maybe you can adapt.

However, I was not willing to huddle in this small lake.

I want to get out of here.

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