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Chapter 510

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Yue Minghui laughed heartily. He took the Flying Ark and left the island, disappearing at the end of the vast sea.

After Yue Minghui left, Ye Kong was not worried about the way out to sea. Even the mortals on the island could go out to sea and find the mainland, not to mention a cultivator like Ye Kong. He only needed a compass to point him in the right direction.

Thus, Ye Kong temporarily stayed on the island at the house of the little girl, Wu Yangyang. Every day, he cultivated and played with the little girl. The days passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed, but Ye Kong still had not thought of anything to ask.

One day, the little girl dragged Ye Kong to the reef to look for the three-eyed turtle's egg. While looking, she asked, "Big brother, why do those rich people buy these turtle eggs?"

"To eat them, of course." Ye Kong blurted out.

But then he remembered that the three-eyed turtle's egg had very little spiritual energy and was of no use to him. But because it had very little spiritual energy, mortals could also eat it.

For mortals like the little girl, eating food that contained spiritual energy could also strengthen their bodies, which would help them survive on the sea in the future.

"Come, let's go back and call all the children in the village. Big brother will treat you to fried turtle eggs today!"

The little girl was overjoyed. She ran to the few families with children among the twenty or so families. The village was not big. With turtle eggs to exchange for food, they rarely went out to sea. So in a short while, all the adults and children in the village knew about it.

The small village, men and women, old and young, more than sixty people, all rushed to the little girl's house. There was not enough room in the house, so everyone stood in the small courtyard.

Everyone in the village knew that it was a stone. When Ye Kong and the others came, they found out that the shiny, irregular stone was actually an egg!

Of course, there were people who were suspicious. How do you think this irregular, spiky egg was born? Was the female turtle's egg made of iron? Didn't she hurt?

Well … this question was too profound and evil, so I won't explain it in this book.

But even if they knew that this thing was edible, the fishermen never thought about it. First of all, the shell was too hard! Even if they chopped it for a day, the result would be the same.

Another problem was that the fishermen could not bear to part with them. Who do you think this egg, which is only a little bigger than a finger, is enough for? One of them could be exchanged for ten taels of silver, which was enough to buy several hundred catties of grain.

However, this was not a problem.

Ye Kong took out a small sword magic artifact and turned his Qi into a thread. At this time, Ye Kong's control of the Qi Transformation Thread had already reached the point of perfection. The light threads formed by the Sword Qi did not move at all. They were as stable as real silver threads.

Don't underestimate this sword thread that was as thin as a ray of light. It was condensed from the streak of light from the small sword magic treasure, and its power was equivalent to a full-power strike from the small sword magic treasure.

Looking at the sword light of the small sword immortal treasure, the adults and children of the fishing village clicked their tongues in wonder. They had heard of immortals in the past, but none of them had seen an immortal master's divine skill.

When they saw the sword light cut open the turtle egg as if it was tofu, their eyes widened even more. How sharp was the immortal master's sword!

When the turtle egg was cut open, thick yolk and egg white flowed out. When Ye Kong cut open the turtle egg, he found that the spiritual power in the egg was much more abundant than what he felt before! Obviously, the thick eggshell had affected the leakage of spiritual power.

That was even better. Originally, Ye Kong was going to cut a turtle egg and dilute it for the children to eat. However, the children might not be able to handle such abundant spiritual power.

Therefore, Ye Kong cut two turtle eggs, poured a large basin of water, diluted them, and made them into omelets, so that everyone in the village could eat one.

This day was the happiest day in the island's history. Adults and children, everyone's faces were filled with smiles from the bottom of their hearts. They ran back and forth, preparing food.

In the evening, the sea breeze was gentle, and there was a touching red cloud on the horizon, illuminating everyone's face as if they had smeared rouge.

Outside the little girl Wu Yangyang's house, there were more than ten tables. Everyone in the village sat down and took out their best food, wine, and dishes … It was as if they were celebrating the New Year.

When Ye's omelets were served, everyone was even happier. They had been on this island for decades, and they had always picked out turtle eggs to sell. Who had ever tasted the taste of a turtle egg?

Not to mention, the taste was not bad. Ye Kong tasted a mouthful, picked up the wine pot in his hand and said, "Fellow villagers, this turtle egg is the egg of a Three-eyed Spirit Turtle, which contains immortal spiritual power. After eating it, you can strengthen your muscles and bones, strengthen your body, so that you can go out to sea with more strength, able to resist the wind and rain! Children who eat it will become more intelligent and quick-witted, bringing glory to our Wu Village! "

After Ye Kong finished speaking, the villagers laughed happily, and at the same time, they put their chopsticks into the omelets.

However, Ye Kong said, "Everyone must pay attention, this turtle egg contains a very rich spiritual power, which is eaten by immortal cultivators. Mortals can only eat two pieces, otherwise, it will not be beneficial to the body, but harmful instead. The spiritual power inside is not something that everyone can bear. "

The villagers who wanted to eat a big meal also became careful, and each person only ate two pieces.

The little girl sat on Ye Kong's lap, and Ye Kong picked up a piece of omelets for her to eat. Who knew that the little girl suddenly said, "I don't want to eat it, those little turtles are really pitiful, the turtle mother must be very sad right now. Maybe that little turtle also wants to grow up, wants to learn a lot of knowledge, and also wants to travel around the Cang Nan continent, but we ate it. "

A child's words carried no harm, and also did not have a good memory. The little girl who just said that she did not want to eat ate a mouthful, immediately smiled, and stretched out her little hand to grab it, completely forgetting about the turtle mother.

However, listening to the little girl's words, Ye Kong's heart lit up.

That's right! Everything else is fake, what dreams, what future, what mission, these things are all illusory. If I die, I am nothing! Not even a fart!

Therefore, the most important thing is to survive, to survive the current crisis, then those dreams and the like can be realized!

I know, I know what question to ask!

"Big brother, this is the happiest day of my life." The little girl smiled happily. That smile, was so pure, and so brilliant …

At the same time, not far away, the old village chief Wu Doesn't participate in the gathering. He sat in the hall, and on the table were two golden omelets. He sipped his wine, and looked outside the door.

The wooden door was wide open, and he could see the people drinking and drinking. Wu Doesn't looked at them quietly.

The corner of his mouth carried a smile, but his eyes were filled with bitterness.

"Everyone wants to have a pair of eyes that can see the future clearly, but after seeing it clearly, is it really that happy?" Wu Doesn't sighed, and picked up the omelets and chewed, laughing loudly, "It really tastes good!"

Night finally came, and the sky was completely dark. The fisherman's family all slept early, and after the banquet ended, the villagers all moved the tables and chairs, and went home.

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