Super System Plundering the Heaven

Bang! Bang!    

Ye Yu placed the two bowls in front of Lee Wuzhen and Xing Meng and said with a smile, "This is my Eight Treasures Porridge. Try it. I won't let you guys down!"    

Compared to the previous shiny dishes, these two bowls of Eight Treasures Porridge were much more ordinary.    

Xing Meng looked at the Eight Treasures Porridge in his bowl and revealed a disappointed expression. "Martial Uncle Ye Yu, this porridge isn't as good as the dishes you make!"    

Xing Meng smacked his lips and continued, "After eating the dishes you made and looking at the bowl of porridge, I don't feel like eating.    

Turning his head to look at Lee Wuzhen, Xing Meng rolled his eyes. "Martial Uncle, how about this bowl of porridge for you to drink? "    

Lee Wuzhen glanced at Xing Meng. "You are so filial! “    

"Fine!" Lee Wuzhen sighed. This porridge was made by Ye Yu. Although it did not look as good as the previous dishes, he still had to give Ye Yu face.    

Picking up the bowl, Lee Wuzhen moved closer to his mouth. He frowned slightly and took a small sip.    

"Hmm?"    

Lee Wuzhen sounded a little confused and then drank another big mouthful of porridge.    

"En..."    

Lee Wuzhen closed his eyes and started to savor the porridge. His eyebrows relaxed, and an extremely comfortable expression appeared on his face.    

Gudong!    

Lee Wuzhen suddenly opened his eyes and poured half a bowl of porridge into his mouth.    

"En!"    

Putting down the bowl, Lee Wuzhen sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He focused on moving the blood and Qi.    

After a moment, white smoke rose from Lee Wuzhen's head.    

Rumble...    

A sound similar to the sound of waves crashing against rocks rang out from Lee Wuzhen's body.    

This was the sound of blood flowing within Lee Wuzhen's body.    

Xing Meng, who was standing at the side, instantly widened his eyes and looked at Lee Wuzhen in disbelief.    

"This... this blood energy!"    

Xing Meng looked at the vigorous Qi and blood energy surging in Lee Wuzhen's body in disbelief. He exclaimed in shock, "When did Martial Uncle's Qi and blood energy become so strong?!"    

Xing Meng knew about Lee Wuzhen's situation.    

When Lee Wuzhen was young, his qi and blood were full, and his powerful qi and blood energy was like a blazing sun.    

However, as Lee Wuzhen grew older, his qi and blood energy decreased year by year. Although his combat strength had increased instead of decreasing because he had stepped into the Seeing God Realm.    

However, the Qi and blood in Lee Wuzhen's body inevitably decreased by several times, and even Xing Meng could not compare to it.    

But now, Xing Meng realized that the qi and blood energy in Lee Wuzhen's body was even more vigorous than his!    

"This... could it be because of this bowl of porridge?!"    

Xing Meng's eyes were filled with shock as he looked at the bowl of Eight Treasures Porridge on the table that had not been drunk. Other than this, Xing Meng could not think of any other reason.    

"Drink!"    

Lee Wuzhen suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shone brightly.    

"Good! What a good bowl of Eight Treasures Porridge!"    

Lee Wuzhen's eyes revealed a look of shock and joy as he clapped his hands and praised repeatedly.    

"Martial Uncle, your hair..."    

Xing Meng looked at Lee Wuzhen and his pupils suddenly contracted. He pointed his finger at Lee Wuzhen's hair and was so shocked that he was speechless.    

Lee Wuzhen couldn't help but touch his hair. The smile on his face was hard to conceal.    

Lee Wuzhen, who was over a hundred years old, originally had more than half of his hair turned white, but now there were a lot of white hair turning black on Lee Wuzhen's head!    

Lee Wuzhen looked at Ye Yu in disbelief. His eyes were sparkling.    

"Ye Yu, how can this bowl of porridge have such shocking qi and blood energy?"    

"Thanks to this bowl of porridge, I can live a few more days!"    

Bang!    

Xing Meng's hands were deeply imprinted on the table. He stood up excitedly and said in a deep voice, "Martial Uncle, is what you said true? Really... "    

Lee Wuzhen slightly nodded his head and said with slight excitement, "That's right! Ye Yu's bowl of porridge contains an extremely powerful qi and blood energy!"    

"This qi and blood energy is like nutrients, nourishing my dried-up body. It can indeed let me live for a few more days!"