Ling Zhi was glad that he had put Gollum in the beast bag in advance, otherwise he was really afraid that Gollum would learn from these people and become like this.

Looking at these dozen or so men who came back from the same boat as themselves, lying around this huge pot like hungry wolves, I didn't know, I thought that these men had been hungry for several days.

Only Ling Zhifu was speechless, but he saw with his own eyes that no one of these men had drunk at least two or three pots of fish soup on this boat journey of more than an hour.

I really don't know how this flat-looking belly holds these things.

After understanding, Ling Zhi knew that the old man in front of him, who had a slightly bent back, and those fishermen, turned out to be the head of the fishing village on this island.

The old man didn't say much, but he saw it very well in his heart, casually asked Ling Zhi a few words, expressed some sympathy for Ling Zhi's experience, and simply took Ling Zhi personally and lived on his side.

The old man lived alone, the house was spacious, and several women quickly cleaned up a house for Ling Zhi, although it was not as good as Bai Jingyu's rooms, it was quite comfortable to live in.

Just watched Ling Zhi blowing hot soup with a spoon and drinking it one bite at a time, including the old man, these dozen or so people who came to see Ling Zhi when they heard the news all looked weird.

"Little brother, when do you want to drink like this, even if you drink it until tomorrow, you can't drink a few pots of soup, how can you eat enough. ”

"Yes, yes, don't be embarrassed, there are a lot of fish on the island, not enough to tell your aunt, and your aunt asked Uncle Wang to get it for you again. ”

How can anyone drink fish soup, not with a bowl to calculate, but with a pot to calculate, Ling Zhi was speechless for a while, and it took a long time to retreat their enthusiasm.

It was a little late in the day, and when Ling Zhi was meditating, a group of children from the fishing village rushed in and pulled Ling Zhi to run out.

"What?" Ling Zhi said with a smile, everyone in this fishing village is very warm and friendly, so he is also very, every time he is born, it is a sky-high price.

Not everyone can be like Ling Zhi at the beginning, able to encounter the Colorful Soul Lotus, and have the Yellow Brick of the Heavenly Tower to resist the attack.

In other words, not everyone has the guts to go up and take a bite in front of an existence like the Colorful Soul Lotus.

Ling Zhi didn't expect that he would see such a thing in front of him in this place.

This droplet-like thing is called a soul bead.

There are countless possibilities for the birth of soul beads, it may be the place where countless strong people died, the soul power condenses but does not disperse, and finally condenses into soul beads, and it appears on this land over and over again, disappears, disappears, appears.

Another more likely situation is that around some kind of object full of soul power, there will be a situation similar to the overflow of spiritual energy, leaking the breath of soul power, and the soul power is too condensed, and it becomes a soul bead and manifests.

All in all, the soul bead is similar to the spirit stone used by martial artists in cultivation.

However, its rarity was no less than the top-grade spirit stone that Ling Zhi had obtained before.

This drop of soul beads is at least enough for a martial artist of the first level of artistic conception, and it is not impossible to use it to break through the first level of realm if he cultivates for a month.

Ling Zhi stretched out his hand and gently took this drop of soul bead, feeling the pure soul power it emanated, and his eyes couldn't help but become hot.

The purer the soul power, the more it shows that the soul power of things like that here is very full