The sand at the bottom of the water is as white and fragrant as milk. Seaweed has the color of spring grass, various shellfish emit bursts of luster, each one is a music box, and there is a slight melody between opening and closing.

He Yiming sank to the bottom of the sea near the island like this, quietly watching the underwater world.

In the last big storm, he fell short and did not comprehend the water flower, after resting for a few days and completely calming down, He Yiming began his own cultivation path again.

Although on this island, there is a white horse with horns, a venerable master of unknown origin, and on another island, there is an unknown number of black vultures. But at this moment, he was completely forgotten by He Yiming.

He walked slowly on the bottom of the sea, as if he was also an underwater creature, looking at the underwater world with his own eyes, and sensing the underwater world.

He had a faint feeling that if one day, like these underwater creatures, he could live freely under the sea, then it would be time for him to calmly comprehend the water flower.

Suddenly. A flattened, more than three-foot-long fish writhed in front of his eyes and scurried past.

He Yiming's eyes suddenly followed the big fish towards the top, he stepped out, his toes gently kicked on the sand, and his body was already bent.

He was imitating the big fish, and he was also twisting and swimming backwards.

The big fish seemed to have sensed something, its little head turned around, and looked at He Yiming, who was not like the four, inexplicably, and then continued to twist its body and go away.

He Yiming has completely indulged in his own world, his mind is full of the shadow of the big fish, he seems to vaguely feel that this is a strange body method, once this body method is integrated into his own martial arts, then it must have unimaginable huge power.

This was his idea on a whim, but in this world, almost all the martial arts techniques that have been handed down are the products of their predecessors.

He Yiming was in this situation that was similar to an epiphany, but it was not an epiphany, and slowly groped for this sudden idea.

He has been promoted to Venerable, and his true qi essence has reached the extreme, even if he is in the middle of the sea, the skin of his body can automatically breathe. Although this will put a great burden on his body, with his current physique, unless he is spent under the bottom of the sea day and night, there is no problem at all.

In this way, a whole day and night passed, He Yiming always writheed his body at the bottom of the sea, with the help of the power of the sea water to understand his body defects, and gradually made up for it.

Finally. There was a flash of clarity in his eyes, and he woke up from the feeling that bordered on indulging.

This time, instead of touching the ground with his toes, his body shook slightly, and he writhed in a strange way.

In the water, he seemed to have really turned into a swimming fish, and just flew upwards like a fly.

If the big fish from a day ago was still here, then I would have wondered if I had really met a companion, even though it was a little too big......

Soon, He Yiming was already emerging on the sea.

As soon as his head left the sea, he heard a soft "pounce", and when he turned his eyes, the treasure pig also came out of the bottom of the sea, and its front hooves held a fish much larger than its body, and its two hind hooves tread the water.

It was as if there was some kind of strength at its feet, making it run as fast as it flew towards the shore.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, raised his eyes to look, and then smiled dumbly.

Not far from the shore, One Hundred and Eight had already set up a fire rack, and a wisp of black smoke curled up. Saw this scene. Of course, He Yiming understood why Bao Zhu suddenly became so industrious.

He laughed and walked along, his body twisting and turning even though it was above the sea. Although it doesn't look elegant, in terms of speed, it is undoubtedly faster than before.

After a while, He Yiming had already come to the shore, and he picked up a fish very directly and ate it in a big gulp.

However, when he took a bite, he was slightly stunned.

The fish does smell good, but the taste is nothing more than that, except for a faint salty taste, it is not at all comparable to the previous one.

With a glance, He Yiming asked, "Brother Bai, this thing doesn't taste right." ”

One hundred and eight said in a deep voice: "There is no seasoning, only salt water, that's all." ”

He Yiming responded, his heart suddenly moved, he took out the silver ring, opened the space in it, and took out a huge package.

One hundred and eight and Bao Zhu both looked at him inexplicably, not knowing what the hell he was doing.

He Yiming called the package, and to be honest, after taking it from Jin Zhanzhan's hand, He Yiming opened it for the first time.

Sure enough, there was an iron pot and shovel, and there were many bottles and cans made of iron, each with a label on it. He Yiming only needs to take a look at it, and he can be sure that the seasoning prepared here. The variety is so rich that it is even more complete than what is prepared in the galley of a small boat.

He sighed secretly in his heart, Jin Zhanzhan deserved to be a real glutton, and the esophageal cultivation he said might be true.

Hundred and Eight's eyes lit up, and he swept over the jars, picked a few of them, and took an empty iron bowl, poured the spices in, and mixed them together.

When all this was done, One Hundred and Eight handed over the repacking of those bottles and cans to He Yiming.

From beginning to end, he didn't ask about the origin of these things, and he didn't feel the slightest surprise as to why He Yiming had to prepare so many spices, as if all this was taken for granted.

He Yiming stuffed this large bag of things into the ring space, and then carefully collected it.

Maybe Jin Zhanzhan is right, he should be more prepared. But fortunately, I have a silver ring space, if I don't have this space, even if I have a lot of things to prepare, I am afraid that in the monstrous waves, I am afraid that all of them will be lost.

After having the seasoning in his hand, the craftsmanship of one hundred and eight was displayed again, and the bursts of aroma emanated. Immediately hooked up the gluttonous worm in the human belly.

It didn't take long for Bai Tuo Eight to take down the three fish from the shelf and hand them to He Yiming and Bao Zhu respectively.

Bao Zhu was already impatient to wait, took the iron skewer, regardless of the heat of the grilled fish, and suddenly opened his big mouth and gnawed.

But what is amazing is that this little guy never put it on the ground when he eats, but follows He Yiming's appearance, and uses a pair of front hooves that seem to have suction power to suck the iron skewer between the two hooves. The big fish gnawed into the bones and left no bones.

He Yiming looked at its gluttony, his heart was amused, his ears suddenly moved slightly, and he looked up at the forest.

A man slowly walked out of there, the old man who had been fighting with the white horse when he had just come to the island a few days ago.

There was a hint of surprise in He Yiming's eyes.

He hadn't seen the old man or the white horse since the last time they had met.

Although he knew that the old man lived in the west of the island and the white horse lived in the east, he had chosen a cave at random to live in between the two.

Although the islands are far less exaggerated than those on the mainland, if they don't want to see each other, then it is still possible to die and not get along.

So when this old man suddenly appeared, He Yiming's heart was very strange. A few days ago, he was quite indifferent to himself, and even became wary and vigilant, but after a few days, why did he take the initiative to come again.

Regarding the arrival of the old man, except for He Yiming who looked up to watch, Baibai and Bao Zhu all turned a blind eye.

One of them turned the iron stick on the fire rack, and the other lowered his head and gnawed on the big fish in his front hooves, as if the fire rack and the big fish were much more important than the old man.

The old man came to the fire, and he followed the example of He Yiming and the others, and sat on the beach.

He took a deep breath, his throat twitched slightly, and his gaze fell on the grilled fish rack of One Hundred and Eight.

He Yiming laughed dumbly, if he couldn't guess the old man's intentions anymore, then he would be too stupid.

In his hands, there are also two shelves, each with a fragrant grilled fish. With a slight groan, He Yiming stretched out his hand and looked at the other party with a smile.

The old man looked at He Yiming deeply, seemed to hesitate, and finally reached out to take it.

He put the grilled fish to his nose and took a deep breath of the rich aroma, with a look of extreme satisfaction on his face.

Then he opened his mouth and gnawed the fish clean at a speed that was not inferior to that of a treasure pig.

He Yiming looked at the old man dumbfounded. To his surprise, the old man's eating appearance was comparable to that of the treasure pig, and he swallowed the whole fish without spitting up the bones.

Looking at this old man who seemed to be the reincarnation of a starving ghost, He Yiming really didn't know how to describe it.

The old man's movements were very fast, and he ate up a grilled fish in three or two, and at this moment, he saw He Yiming's strange eyes, and he couldn't help but blush.

Coughing lightly, the old man said casually: "It's been forty years, and this is the first time I've eaten something cooked." ”

When he said this, he didn't look at He Yiming, but looked into the distance, as if he wasn't telling them.

He Yiming was amused in his heart, but he also understood why the old man had such impatient movements.

If a person is exiled to a desert island and has not eaten cooked food for forty years, it will be difficult to resist the temptation from his stomach when he suddenly smells the delicious and delicious grilled fish.

Handing over another iron skewer in his hand, He Yiming said softly: "Bao Pig, catch a few more fish." ”

The treasure pig snorted dissatisfiedly, He Yiming's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes kicked, and the treasure pig immediately put down the empty iron stick, and rushed into the sea like a stream of urine......