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Chapter 1091 White Porridge

The ship is still there, but my parents have long since died...
When Yin Dong woke up, his face was unknowingly covered with tears. He wiped the tears on his face carelessly, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind.
Qiu Zhongwen went missing while exploring Gray Island. Everyone thought he was dead, but he was alive in the secret realm of Gray Island!
So, his parents' boat was destroyed on that stormy night, and no body was found. Moreover, the crash site was also near Gray Island. Is it possible that his parents are still alive?
When this thought came out, Yin Dong's heart trembled violently. He had the urge to turn around and go back to Gray Island, enter Gray Island, and look for the ghost ship. Perhaps, if he found that weird ghost ship, he could find out something about his parents.
clues?
Even though his reason told him that this idea was too ridiculous, Yin Dong was still willing to believe that there were miracles in this world and that his parents still had a glimmer of hope to survive.
"Instructor Yin, I cooked porridge, do you want some to drink?"
Shi Huan's voice came from behind, making Yin Dong suddenly notice the scent of porridge in the air, arousing the greed in his stomach, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
After a fierce battle, he slept for a long time. He was really hungry now, especially the porridge he hadn't eaten in a long time. In fact, he hadn't eaten seriously in a long time. What did he eat last time?
The time has come?
Yin Dong took the white rice porridge handed over by Shi Huan and drank all the seafood porridge in a large bowl in three mouthfuls. He was still unsatisfied: "This porridge is really delicious. Do you have any more?"
Shi Huan filled another bowl. Seeing Yin Dong devouring it, he smiled and said, "I've cooked a big pot. Drink it slowly. No one will compete with you."
There was such a convenient place as Wuxu. Shi Huan took the stove with him. When Yin Dong was sleeping, he took out the stove and cooked a pot of porridge.
The ancestors naturally would not eat white rice porridge, a food that does not contain spiritual energy. After Shi Huan and General Zhong ate, they left most of it for Yin Dong. At this time, seeing Yin Dong eating so deliciously, he smiled.
It was written on his face, and he said casually: "I was worried that you didn't like white rice porridge, so I originally wanted to mix it with some star liquid."
Yin Dong swallowed the hot porridge, shook his head and said: "I want this kind of original porridge. I haven't had this kind of porridge for a long time... Hey, the rice grown in the base now should also be millet that contains spiritual energy, right?
"
Shi Huan said: "This is the food stored in the underground labyrinth of Dawan Village. After the spiritual energy was revived, everyone ate the food containing spiritual energy. The food stored before the natural disaster was left. I did it because General Zhong liked to drink it
That’s why we prepare some of this kind of rice in the vortex.”
Yin Dong smiled and said: "Then bring me some. If you have nothing to do, cook some white rice porridge to drink. It's quite nourishing for your stomach."
"What kind of white rice porridge can nourish the stomach?" Tu Laozu, who was sitting cross-legged next to him, was originally like a clay sculpture and was motionless. At this time, he opened his eyes and asked Shi Huan to give him a bowl. After drinking,
, smacking his lips and saying, "You don't feel anything?"
"That's because you're not hungry." Yin Dong said, seeing Patriarch Tu looking at the porridge bowl with disgust, he said: "This porridge, what we drink is actually a kind of emotion. Those of you who come from the world of cultivation
It’s hard for a monk to understand.”
Tu Laozu doesn’t believe it
Weird, he tasted the porridge one bite at a time, slurping the taste of the porridge, trying to figure out what kind of emotions he could feel after drinking it. Perhaps, when he figured it out, he would be able to figure out why Yin Dong's spiritual power cultivation speed was so fast.
……Bar?
Like Ancestor Jiang, Ancestor Tu also determined that the five ancestors in the main line who self-destructed and were interrupted were all attacked by Yin Dong's mental power. Because of this knowledge, it gave them a powerful impact, and they were almost close to death.
I doubt my life.
Now, Tu Laozu is extremely curious about Yin Dong and wants to dig out this boy's secrets. Therefore, even if Yin Dong drinks a bowl of white porridge, he feels that there may be secrets that can be unearthed.
Compared to Patriarch Jiang, Yin Dong had a slightly better impression of Patriarch Tu. Seeing the old man drinking porridge very seriously, as if he was performing some important ritual, it was hilarious. Although he was laughing,
It was a joke, but I didn't expect the old man to take it seriously.
"You always can't drink it. When I was a child, my family was poor and we often had white porridge with fish and shrimp paste. Now I drink this kind of white porridge without spiritual energy to get back the feeling of childhood. You are different, so don't be embarrassed.
On your own."
After Yin Dong finished speaking, he drank all the white porridge in the bowl. Suddenly something hit the hull of the boat and the whole boat tilted to the left.
The crocodile adopted as a pet by Shi Huan was not strong, not as strong as those of Yin Dong's pets, and could not run rampant on the sea. It needed to stay within the formation defense cover of the ship, so it did not pull the ship
, but put the entire shipboard on its back. Fortunately, its size is large enough and is only a little smaller than the small shipboard.
At this time, what knocked the ship's hull crooked was a sea monster larger than the crocodile. It emerged from the sea like a hill, and its huge fish eyes stared at the ship with a greedy flash.
"I just drank some white porridge and was saying that my stomach was not full. You, a big guy, just threw yourself into the trap. If I don't catch you, I will be sorry for your sense of humor." Yin Dong whispered, directly controlled the power of the formation, and concentrated.
It turned into several rays of light and streaked across the sky.
Several rays of light flashed, and the light cords wrapped around the sea monster like a spiritual snake, directly pulling the sea monster over.
Yin Dong suddenly discovered that this sea monster was actually a seal.
This seal has a nearly round head, a short and wide snout, a thick, spindle-shaped body, and is covered with short blue-gray hair with blue-black spots. Regardless of the danger of such a huge creature, you would think this guy is naive.
The seal that was pulled out by the light cable had its big, round eyes shining with dark red light, exuding a dangerous aura. Even as it struggled hard, it was still quickly pulled into the formation defense cover of the ship, even though
Only half of the head was pulled in, but it was still extremely fierce, opening its mouth and biting Yin Dong.
Yin Dong directly raised his hand, with five fingers like claws, easily scratching the seal's skull. The devouring power emerged from his fingertips, and the flesh and blood energy essence in the seal's body suddenly surged towards him like a flood coming out of the gate.
of fingertips.
After devouring the essence energy of the seal's flesh and blood, Yin Dong threw the shriveled seal bones on the ship. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Tu Laozu hadn't finished the bowl of porridge yet.
Yin Dong laughed and said: "Ancestor Tu, you haven't finished your drink yet? I've already said that that kind of feeling is not something you can find in the world of cultivation."
Ancestor Tu glanced sideways and said angrily: "Ancestor Tu, are you kidding me, right?"
Yin Dong said sincerely: "I just don't want you to waste time and do useless work."
When he spoke, his expression was very sincere, with an expression of "I'm definitely not lying to you." However, Tu Laozu gave him a look of disgust and said: "The salt that my ancestors eat is more than what three generations of your family have drunk."
There’s already too much porridge, you kid still wants to lie to me?”
Chapter completed!
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