My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

The water is endless, and when it comes to excitement, it is even more violent!

But after all, they were worried about disturbing the fish, so they only used their fists and kicks with restraint, and they punched to the flesh.However, no one noticed that the little blue chicken in Jingyue's arms had shrunk into his clothes at this time, only a handful of fluff on its head was exposed.

"Jingjing, you must never confess to Jiji, you must protect Jiji well!"

"Don't be afraid, they won't be able to find out."

Lanfeng's leaf blade can hide spiritual fluctuations. He originally planned to let Jiji snatch the fish without anyone noticing, but unfortunately Jiji's skills are too poor, and it is rare to be entrusted with important tasks to participate in the face-slapping session, and his mood is agitated for a while , the leaf blade spit out slightly missed traces when it passed by Wang Yingfeng's side...

Although he was the one who teased himself first, Wang Yingfeng was lying on the ground, but Jing Yue would not take the initiative to claim it. He felt a little guilty for a moment, and thought to himself: Wuliangshoufu, I'm sorry, Brother Wang!

After half an hour, everyone's anger finally calmed down a little. Except for the female cultivators in Tianshui Temple who were in better condition, the rest of them had disheveled shirts, bruised noses and swollen faces, and they all gasped and glared at each other.

Luo Haicheng was about to say a harsh word when he heard a voice that made his teeth itch with hatred——

"Fellow daoists, according to my observation, there are no more colorful scale fish in the lake. I caught a total of nineteen fish, and Bodhisattva Yu got one, which makes the total twenty." Jing Yue asked sincerely: "So , Is twenty an extreme number? Haven’t you lost it?”

Everyone: "………………………………"