I really didn't expect that the Five Ancestor actually met him and said in surprise as soon as he saw him: "This is the five-color rice, the best spiritual valley. Apart from Long Pavilion, only our...the main vein has planted the five-color rice."
Old Ancestor Tu snorted coldly: "Is that the main vein? It is obviously a grain seed taken from this vein, but why does it mean that our vein lacks spiritual power..."
Before he could complain, Old Ancestor Tu received a sharp eye knife from the fifth Ancestor, closed his mouth unwillingly, and suppressed the resentment in his heart.
The soldiers pretended not to hear the words of Tu Laozu and knew that the five-color rice was not poisonous rice. They had to seize the time to harvest all the rice on the lake shore.
When the wind stopped and the rain stopped and the thunder and lightning dissipated, when Yin Dong returned, the soldiers were still harvesting rice on the shore of the lake. Only the ancestors were on the boat, and they all looked at each, with their expressions on their faces and their expressions were hard to describe.
"Is there any problem?" Yin Dong asked with some confusion, his eyes fell on Old Ancestor Jiang who was practicing cross-legged, and a hint of clarity passed through his eyes.
Old Master Jiang, who has always paid attention to his image, was struck by lightning, like a piece of charred wooden stake, still emitting green smoke, cracked skin, and white bones were exposed in the rolled charred flesh, which was a terrible sight.
By comparison, Yin Dong's condition is much stronger, but he is still chasing the fallen thunder. Unlike Old Ancestor Jiang, who was struck by a fallen thunder when he escaped from the bottom of the lake, he became so miserable.
The ancestor Tu was the most unstoppable person. No matter how embarrassed the other old brothers were, he said carelessly: "Dongzi, you are amazing. You have been struck by lightning so many times. It's okay. You are much better than our old guys. You really are better than the blue ones!"
Yin Dong didn't want to brag about himself and said casually: "Thunder and lightning represent destruction and also contains vitality. I just swallowed a lot of vitality when I was struck by lightning because of my martial arts."
"Everyone knows that lightning represents destruction, and the thunder tribulation liquid contains a lot of vitality, but who can swallow and refine it? That is, you are so powerful!" The fifth ancestor couldn't help but sigh, with a bit of complaint.
Yin Dong obtained the mysterious shell. It was originally the treasure of their lineage. Unfortunately, no one recognized his master, so he was taken away by the old Taoist priest and handed over to Yin Dong, allowing him to obtain the heaven-defying technique, step into the threshold of cultivation, and make rapid progress, making all the diligent progress, making them all the old guys willing to give up the disadvantage.
Especially at this moment, the sharp contrast between Jiang Zu and Yin Dong even as the ancestor, he couldn't help but be jealous. If they could seize the mysterious shell for their own use, they wouldn't have taken action.
In other words, they knew that the inheritance treasure would automatically choose the owner, and it would be useless to grab it, so no one had any bad ideas. But this would not prevent them from complaining.
After the Fifth Ancestor finished speaking, the other Ancestors also sighed, their tone was a little sour.
Yin Dong smiled and rushed to the shore of the lake without taking what the ancestors said.
Chapter completed!