Happy fishermen on May 10th Yue Minghui laughed loudly, drove the flying boat, left the unknown island, and disappeared at the end of the vast sea.
Yue Minghui left, and Ye Kong didn't worry about the way to the sea.
I wonder if the mortals on the island can go to sea and find the mainland, not to mention Ye Kong, a cultivator, as long as he has a compass to point out the direction.
So Ye Kong temporarily stayed on the island, living in the home of the little girl Wu Yangyang, practicing every day and playing with the children, and the days passed quickly.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, but Ye Kong hadn't thought about what to ask yet.
On this day, the little girl took Ye Kong to the reef to look for the eggs of the three-eyed turtle.
While looking for them, she asked, "Brother, why do you think those rich people bought these turtle eggs back?"
"Of course I ate it."
Ye Kong blurted out.
After saying that, he thought that the three-eyed turtle eggs contained very little spiritual power and were of little use to him.
But just because it has little spiritual power, mortals can also eat it.
For mortals like the little girl, eating these foods containing spiritual power can also strengthen their bodies and help them live at sea in the future.
"Let's go back and call all the children in the village.
Big brother will ask you to fry turtle eggs today."
The little girl was overjoyed when she heard this.
She ran with her little feet like a family of more than twenty households with children.
The small village was only that big.
They had turtle eggs in exchange for food, and they rarely went to sea, so after a while, all the adults and children in the village knew about it.
From a small village, more than sixty people, men, women, old and young, all flocked to the little girl's house.
There wasn't enough room to stand in the room, so everyone just stood in the small courtyard.
Everyone in the village knew it was a stone.
When Ye Kong and the others arrived, they realized that this shiny, irregular stone was actually an egg.
Of course, some people are skeptical.
How do you say these irregular and spiky eggs are laid?
Is it possible that the part where the female turtle lays eggs is made of iron?
Doesn’t it hurt her?
Well, this question is too profound and evil, so I won’t explain it in this book.
But even if they knew this food was edible, the people in the fishing village didn't even think twice about it.
First of all, the shell is too hard.
I guess even if I cut it for a day, the result will be the same.
It’s fine after the knife is finished.
Some people are surprised.
I have practiced iron egg skill.
This question is also more evil.
Xiaoman can only say that this egg is not the other egg.
Don’t mess with it. think.
Another problem is that people in fishing villages are reluctant to part with them.
You said these eggs, which are a little bigger than your finger, are enough for who?
Take out one and exchange them for ten taels of silver, which is enough to buy hundreds of kilograms of grain.
But this is not a problem.
Ye Kong took out a small sword weapon and turned the gas into silk.
At this time, Ye Kong's control over the transformation of gas into silk has reached a perfect level.
The filaments of light condensed from the sword energy did not jump at all, and were as stable as real silver filaments.
Don't underestimate this sword thread, which is as thin as a gleam of light.
It is condensed by the bright light of the small sword weapon.
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Its power is equivalent to a full blow of the previous small sword weapon.
Seeing the light of the small sword weapon, the adults and children in the fishing village were all amazed.
They had heard of immortals before, but no one had seen the magical skills of immortals.
When they saw the light of the sword cutting turtle eggs apart like tofu, their eyes widened even more.
How sharp is the immortal master's sword?
When the turtle egg was cut open, thick yolk and egg white flowed out.
When Ye Kong cut the turtle egg open, he found that the spiritual power in the egg was much more abundant than what he had experienced before.
Apparently the thick eggshell affected the leakage of spiritual power.
This is better.
Originally, Ye Kong planned to cut a turtle egg and dilute it for several children to eat.
And with such abundant spiritual power, a child might not be able to handle it.
So Ye Kong cut two more turtle eggs, poured a large basin of water into them, diluted them, and made an omelette so that everyone in the village, old and young, could have one portion.
This day is the happiest day in the history of this small island.
Adults and children, everyone’s faces are full of smiles from the bottom of their hearts, running back and forth, preparing meals.
In the evening, the sea breeze was gentle, and there was a touching red cloud on the horizon, which made everyone's face look like rouge.
Outside the little girl Wu Yangyang's house, there were more than ten tables.
Everyone in the village sat down.
They brought out the best food in the house, and the wine and food were just like the Chinese New Year.
When Mr.
Ye's fried turtle eggs are served, everyone will be even happier.
They have been picking out turtle eggs and selling them for decades on this island.
Who has tasted the taste of these turtle eggs?
Not to mention, it tastes pretty good.
Ye Kong took a sip, picked up the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Fellow folks, this turtle egg is the egg of the three-eyed turtle.
It contains the spiritual power of the immortal family.
After eating it, you can strengthen your muscles and bones, strengthen your body, and let everyone go to sea."
They are stronger and can withstand wind and rain.
The children who eat them become smarter and bring glory to our Wujia Village."
After Ye Kong finished speaking, the villagers laughed happily and at the same time used their chopsticks to reach for the fried eggs.
However, Ye Kong added, "Everyone should also pay attention to the fact that these turtle eggs contain very rich spiritual power.
They are eaten by immortal cultivators.
Mortals can only eat two pieces, otherwise it will not be beneficial to the body but harmful.
Among them, the spiritual power Not everyone can bear it.”
The villagers who wanted to have a big meal were careful and only ate two pieces each.
The little girl sat on Ye Kong's lap, and Ye Kong picked up a piece of fried egg for her to eat.
Unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly said, "I don't want to eat it.
Those little turtles are really pitiful.
The mother turtle is probably going to die of sadness."
That little turtle probably wanted to grow up, learn a lot, and travel all over the Cangnan Continent, but we ate it.”
Tong Yanwuji did not remember his last name.
The little girl who just said she didn't want to eat took a bite, and immediately beamed with joy, and stretched out her little hand to grab it, completely forgetting about the mother turtle.
But after listening to the little girl's words, Ye Kong's heart lit up.
Yes, everything else is fake.
Dreams, futures, missions, these things are all illusions.
If he dies, it won’t be a fart or a fart.
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So the most important thing is to survive and survive the crisis before you can realize those dreams.
I know, I know what questions to ask "Brother, this is the happiest day in my life."
The little girl smiled happily, that smile was so simple and brilliant.
At the same time, not far away, the old village chief Wu Zhidao did not attend the dinner.
He was sitting in the hall with two golden fried eggs on the table.
He was sipping wine and looking out the door.
The wooden door was wide open, just enough to see the crowd of people drinking.
Wu Zhidan watched quietly.
There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of bitterness.
"Everyone wants to have a pair of eyes that can see the future clearly, but if you can see it clearly, will you really be that happy?"
Wu Zhizhi sighed, picked up the fried turtle eggs, chewed them, and laughed, "It really tastes good."
Night finally came and it was completely dark.
The fishermen all went to bed early.
As soon as the banquet was over, the villagers moved their tables and chairs to say goodbye and go home
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