There was water, firewood, a brazier, and a casserole for making porridge, Shen Yun lit a torch, stuck it at the head of the bed, and began to cook spiritual rice porridge.

After a while, the casserole "gurgling" sounded, and the unique fragrance of spiritual rice wafted from the inside.

Shen Yun couldn't help but lean over, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but praise: "It's so fragrant!"

In this dark, lonely, and cold night, guarding such a red fire and a pot of steaming spiritual rice porridge, the sense of happiness could not be stronger. He hadn't drunk the porridge yet, but just taking a breath of hot air lifted his spirits.

Just then, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the cliff.

At the same time, the fishy smell in the night breeze became stronger.

This is?

"Oops! It must be the fragrance of the rice porridge that has brought the tiger demon to it......" He hurriedly closed the lid of the pot.

However, this is just an ordinary casserole, and the lid is not tight at all. The aroma of rice is accompanied by heat, and it is constantly bubbling out, and it is not something that can be hidden by covering the pot lid.

What to do?

Shen Yun was in a hurry, and he didn't care that this was the Absolute Spirit Realm, the dantian was sealed, and he couldn't open it at all, so he pinched out a finger trick from his left and right hands, trying to introduce heat into his body.

I didn't want to, but it worked!

"Zi Yu-", the bubbling heat quickly merged and burrowed into his lower abdomen.

Immediately, a trickle seemed to pour into the unconscious dantian. Although he still couldn't open it, he could clearly feel that this trickle of water turned around in the dantian, and then went out of the dantian, and quickly flowed to the meridians around his body.

Strength flying like a recovery. Most of the hunger pangs disappeared in an instant.

It turned out that Ziying Zhenjun's fingertips were also effective in the Absolute Spirit Realm! Shen Yun came back to his senses and was overjoyed in his heart.

The brazier and porridge were placed next to the bed. He hurriedly sat cross-legged on the bed, his heart turned upward, his left and right hands still pinching his fingers, flat on his knees, as if he had first drawn air into his body, and began to exhale.

The heat in the casserole could not escape this powerful suction, and all of it merged into a straight white vapor, which drilled into his dantian without a trace of it.

In a few breaths, the fragrance that filled the tent was also absorbed into his stomach.

Soon, on the cliff, the sound of heavy footsteps stopped. A little, he turned back and walked away.

Needless to say, this must be because the tiger demons couldn't smell the fragrance of spiritual rice, and retreated.

These guys have very smart noses.

In less than ten breaths, the speed at which the casserole was steaming out was far less than Shen Yun's breathing speed. Someone who is idle has to make inches. The hands "brush" each changed a finger. He wanted to try to use Ziying Zhenjun's fingers to operate the Dao power.

As a result, he failed—through these two fingers, he could only feel the power of the Dao. The latter was like noodles soaked in water, and he tried his best, but he couldn't lift them at all.

If the Dao power can't work, it still can't be practiced.

Shen Yun tried twice unwillingly.

As a result, it was the case every time.

"Gurgling ......" bowels thundering. Obviously, I have a round stomach, but I just feel hungry. Shen Yun's head was full of black lines.

Because he could feel the Dao power, he quickly found the reason - the two fingers were really draining the Dao power now.

In just a few breaths, the little bit of Dao power that had just risen back was all used up again.

At this rate, the only remaining sixty percent of the Dao power in the body was quickly exhausted.

Shen Yun was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his fingertips and exchanged them for the original two, and An An divided them.

The aura of the five elements contained in a small pot of spiritual rice porridge is quite limited. What's more, he wasted a little bit. After about a hundred breaths, he could no longer absorb the Five Elements Spiritual Qi from the heat.

At this time, the Dao power in the body only recovered less than half of it.

Don't underestimate this little half. Because of them, the hunger stopped. Shen Yun let go of his fingers and let out a loud burp.

Well, just now, I devoured two bowls of noodle soup one after another, and I really ate it.

Shen Yun scratched his head and leaned over to remove the lid of the casserole.

When I opened it, I couldn't see the grains of rice inside, only a small pot of cold rice soup. In addition, the rice soup is as thin as water, and the color is grayish-white and dull.

It's all scraps, and I can't eat it.

Shen Yun picked up a large piece of gauze, folded it into three layers, covered it at the mouth of the pot, filtered out the slag, and collected the water in an empty jar.

It's very likely that you'll be here for ten whole days. And he currently only has a tank of clean water. Therefore, not a drop of water can be wasted until a clean source of water is found to drink, and it must be fully utilized.

For example, this water, although not drinkable, can be used to wash clothes. It's also good to wash your hair and face.

"Can you still drink this kind of water?" Hao Tian snorted and commented, "Little vessel!"

Hao Yi retracted his gaze thoughtfully and asked, "Hey, I said, have you ever seen those fingers that this guy just pinched out before?" I think it's very special. ”

"I haven't seen it. Hao Tian snorted from his nose disapprovingly, "It's weird, it looks like a side door." ”

"Not necessarily!" Hao Yi glanced at him, "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense." ”

That sounds so harsh. Hao Tian was very unhappy, and said in his heart: Oh, give you a few colors, and you will open a dye room. Whose cultivation is so low and how low is it! Lao Tzu has lived more than 100 years longer than you, is it possible to make up the numbers?

With obvious displeasure on his face, he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Have you seen it?"

Hao Yihehe: "I've seen it once." More than three hundred years ago. ”

Hao Tian's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked suspiciously: "More than three hundred years ago, there was no such ghost place." At that time, you built the foundation, right?" "What insight can a post-born boy who built the foundation realm have?"

Thought about it again: as far as he knew, although Hao Yi was not very old (relative to him), he was the oldest here. According to legend, when Hao Yi first came in, he had just built the foundation. But Hao Yi was the only one of the first gladiators to survive. People can't look good, maybe this guy has some adventures, and he has more knowledge than others. Otherwise, why should this guy be the host if he doesn't usually show the mountains and waters? Like them, his cultivation is obviously higher than this guy, but he can only be a guide for bitter haha.

Thinking of this, he hugged his fist apologetically, "I was anxious just now, and I spoke a little rushed." It's better that you don't have the same knowledge as me. ”

Hao Yi waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

Hao Tian pulled the topic back again: "More than three hundred years ago, it hasn't been built here, have you?

"Yes. Hao Yi nodded frankly, "I'm fortunate to see a senior who has pinched a similar trick. She's really not a sideshow. At that time, he was just laying the foundation. By chance, in the martial arts arena of the sect, I was fortunate to see the style of Ziying Taishizu......

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