Chapter Twenty-Three: The Fish Dances in the Mouth
Earth River.
The current is fast.
There are fish in the river, and the fish seem to be different in this river, and they swim very fast.
Ning Shi rolled up his trouser legs, stood firmly in the middle of the river, bent over, and stared at the somewhat muddy river. A gray shadow swept by, Ning Shi directly attacked, and 'one claw' pinched this gray shadow.
Standing up and raising his hand, it was a strange-looking river fish with fins like small wings.
This catch and lift it looks simple, but it is a real fishing with bare hands. In the past, it was impossible for Ning Shi to complete the action, and it would never be possible.
But since eating that humanoid wild ginseng, he suddenly had an inexhaustible strength in his body, and his strength and speed were all doubled.
Ning Shi's aunt had introduced to him in detail the essentials of cultivation in each realm.
Armor piercing is an introduction for practitioners.
It is the foundation of spiritual practice.
At this stage of the armor-piercing realm, the most important thing is to fully understand one's body, and then draw the heaven and earth vitality outside the human body to pour the tendons, bones, skin, flesh, and blood.
Forging tendons, quenching bones, casting skin, solidifying meat, and coagulation.
This is a subtle process, which requires constant polishing, hardship, and cultivation.
Ning Shi was unwilling to endure hardships before, afraid of being tired and afraid of pain, so he never started, but he just understood these truths, but he never practiced them.
Now recall.
The severe pain caused by that wild ginseng is very similar to the forging muscles, bones, flesh and blood described by my aunt, and its strength and speed have also increased significantly.
Squatting in the middle of the river and catching fish for half an hour, Ning Shi was sure of one thing.
Close hand-to-hand combat, flesh-to-flesh, fist smashing, without using any move skills, simply competing for physical strength, now I should be able to beat a strong man who has practiced martial arts for three years.
That wild ginseng is my own blessing.
Without it, Ning Shi would most likely starve to death by this river beach.
After Ning Shi finished catching the fish, he only sweated a little, and then went to the nearby to find dry firewood. His body has completely recovered, Ye Qingniao and Chen Yusheng are still in a coma, they have to find a way to make them comfortable first, otherwise the moisture on their bodies alone can make people seriously ill.
Especially Chen Yusheng.
In order to control the lock demon flute, most of the essence and spirit were absorbed, and his life was closed in the ghost gate, and Ning Shi could not be ungrateful.
The giant sword above his head became more and more dim, as if he had entered the night.
A cold wind blew by the river, and there was silence all around, except for a flickering bonfire. Ning Shi put Ye Qingniao and the two of them around the bonfire, thinking that it would be warmer, while he himself squatted on the edge of the river to clean up the river fish he caught.
Carefully dissected, cleaned, and each stick was inserted into the found stick.
Ye Qingniao's face had begun to improve, but Chen Yusheng was still as pale as snow, and even began to shiver, and his body trembled.
Ning Shi had no choice but to make the fire more vigorous, then gritted his teeth, and found another Ganoderma lucidum from nearby that he could barely recognize, and didn't dare to feed the other party too much, just broke it off a little bit, and pried Chen Yusheng's mouth open: "Boy, I owe you a favor before risking my life to carry you here, and it has already been paid off." Now a dead horse is a live horse doctor, whether you can survive it depends on yourself, my aunt said, you must be benevolent and righteous, and I have done my best. ”
Feed Chen Yusheng a little bit of Ganoderma lucidum.
After thinking about it, I fed the leaf bluebird a little bit, and the amount of feeding was less controlled.
Ning Shi has experienced the test of Fang Cai's wild ginseng, which is really not something that ordinary people can bear, and the pain is never willing to feel the second time, which is more terrifying than scraping bones to heal wounds.
Do it all.
The rest of the matter has nothing to do with Ning Shi, life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky.
In the unfamiliar environment, it was impossible for Ning Shi to fall asleep, so he could only stare at the river fish by the bonfire, and the flames gradually dried the water in the river fish in the crackling sound.
The smell of fish began to waft out.
The fish here is very different from the fish you usually see, and the aroma alone is many times stronger, and the flesh gradually changes color in the flames. It turns from raw flesh to white, then to light yellow, and finally to a slightly charred golden yellow.
The outermost layer of fish skin, slightly curly, looks like it should be very crispy.
Ordinary fish don't have too much oil.
The fish here are unusually fat, and a layer of viscous oil will drip from the skin, which will fall into the fire, and the bonfire will rise instantly.
What Ning Shi needed to do was to keep flipping and controlling the heat to prevent the fish from scorching.
With the scent of fish.
The ruddy-faced Ye Qingniao finally woke up with a violent cough.
"Ahem!"
It's about the same as Ning Shi.
It took a long time for me to recover.
"Wake up, freshly grilled fish, eat a little to warm up. Ning Shi looked at Ye Qingniao and handed over a skewer of grilled fish.
It can be seen that Ye Qingniao is also very confused about the surroundings: "This is ...... Escaped from the prison?"
"It's not like that!"
Ning Shi could naturally see the other party's confusion, so he could only shrug his shoulders: "Don't ask me, I don't know, this is definitely not a sea prison, but it is definitely not the outside world, I guess this place should still be in the ruins of that sword-casting grass house." It's just a little deeper, and the sword above the head should be a magic circle, a very large, very powerful magic circle. ”
Seeing that Ye Qingniao didn't catch the grilled fish, Ning Shi poked the other party with a wooden stick: "Eat your stomach first, and only then can you find a way out, we will definitely be fine, we can't drown if we fall into the river, this is called a catastrophe and a blessing if you don't die, my aunt said." ”
"That'...... Eat your stomach first?" Ye Qingniao asked, pointing to Ning Shi's hand.
Ning Shi nodded affirmatively.
The grilled fish in his hand was taken away directly.
Ye Qingniao didn't care whether it was hot or not, and opened his mouth to bite down, it seemed that he was really hungry. It's no wonder if you're not hungry, I haven't eaten for a few meals!
Ning Shi smiled, stretched out his hand to get another string, and then saw Ye Qingniao's eyes suddenly widen.
An unbelievable expression.
"What's wrong, it doesn't taste right?" Ning Shi asked.
"Have you ever eaten this fish?" Ye Qingniao pointed to his mouth.
"Not yet, you woke up just about to eat it, is there a problem?
"You know when you eat it. Ye Qingniao said as he dragged the second one from the bonfire, and he didn't care about burning his mouth, so he sucked his tongue and began to gnaw wildly.
Looking at Ye Qingniao's appearance of a starving ghost, Ning Shi shook his head and picked up a fish, and took a closer look: "It's just that it looks a little weird, the fins are like small wings, there's nothing wrong with it." ”
Blew on it.
Keep the fish as hot as possible.
Ning Shi finally opened his mouth and bit it, the first feeling was that it was smooth and tender, super delicious, and the heat was also first-class......