Chapter 17 The Seed of Spiritual

"By the way, I should get a water basin."

　　From the performance of that white-haired scale demon, Jiang Li was 70% sure that it should be a scale demon's egg, which was the child of that white-haired scale demon.

　　Then the question came, what exactly is the use of an albino scale demon's egg?

　　He brought the half-filled water basin and put the stone above the bay like an egg, with two thumbnails stuck in the rock gap, slowly increasing the power!

　　Jiang Li is now a real internal martial artist. The force of his hands is comparable to iron pliers. The nails infused with inner power are even sharper and more rigid than a dagger.

　　The original imperceptible gap, little by little more prominent, you can see inside, initially with a white slime to stick to the stone.

　　Lethal force!

　　Pop!

　　A round thing fell out of the stone and landed in the water basin with a splash. Started floating on the water surface.

　　This... Is it a seed?

　　[Name: Seed of Spiritual Root?

　　[Type: Miscellaneous

　　[Grade: Unknown

　　[Note: Not recommended for consumption.

　　Wrong guess. What is hidden in this stone is not some scale demon's egg but an item identified as [Seed of Spiritual Root].

　　The spirit root. It can't be the spirit root I was thinking of, right?

　　This thing is called the seed of the spiritual root. It is difficult to plant it into the soil and then water it. Will it grow a spiritual root?

　　The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market.

　　He didn't think he had any organs called "spiritual roots" other than his offspring roots.

　　After the effect of the appraisal technique, there was a question mark after the name of the Spiritual Root Seed. Which had never happened before. And Jiang Li didn't understand what it really meant.

　　"Strange thing."

　　After making sure there was really nothing else in the stone shell, Jiang Li picked up the seed and studied it.

　　Other than the hard shell of the seed, he didn't find anything.

　　After considering for a while, Jiang Li found an earthenware pot in the backyard of the dormitory, filled it with soil and watered it thoroughly, then planted the seed in it.

　　This thing should still be relatively valuable and, appraisal hints that this thing can not be used. But, since it is a seed, there is always nothing wrong with all kinds of looks.

　　Put the pottery pot on the table by the window on the second floor so that you can shine the sun once the window is opened.

　　During this time, Yan Hong came once again and sent the nineteen subordinates to hand in their monthly offerings.

　　Each of them had one spirit stone, five qi-returning pills, and five qi-supporting pills.

　　In total, it was nineteen spirit stones, ninety-five Qi Returning Pills, and ninety-five Qi Nourishing Pills.

　　The two of them first took back their principal, that is, Jiang Li first took eight spirit stones, and Yan Hong also took back two spirit stones.

　　Then all the rest was divided equally between the two.

　　The nineteen subordinates did not say, but inwardly there will always be some dissatisfaction. It seems that after a while, or to give them again to do psychological counseling.

　　"Jiang Li, I heard that this qi training initiation, generally upper-grade spiritual root disciples fastest also need ten days, slow if it takes a month there are many people."

　　"The middle-grade spiritual root disciples, more generally take one to three months, and this is still in the case of daily meditation diligently."

　　"Those with lower grade spiritual roots and inferior grade spiritual roots, not to mention, many disciples are not even able to induce Qi into their bodies after the first year of the newcomer disciple period."

　　This long cultivation of immortality, ah, both of them are a burst of helplessness.

　　"Take your time. Wait until after causing the entry into the body can be assisted by pills, then it will be easier."

　　Again, we ate dinner together. The food at the outer gate of the Hidden Scripture Valley was honestly quite good, with unlimited meat and vegetables taken.

　　It's just that all the new outer sect disciples that joined.

All do not have the heart to enjoy the food.

　　The two of them ate quickly, and after complaining together for a while about how difficult it was to get started with the kung fu, their bodies went back to meditating honestly.

　　....

　　In the next half of the month, Jiang Li spent most of his time figuring out the cultivation of gong methods.

　　He also went to the open classes of the outer gate university hall a few times.

　　This academy was actually in session every day, but it was usually introductory and literacy courses.

　　The social structure of this world is very backward, and the level of knowledge and popularity is shallow.

　　So this regular literacy class is for this group of newly promoted disciples who can't read and write yet.

　　And the one day a week elders pass on the gong class is the actual valuable course.

　　For example, the history of the origin of cultivators. The way to interpret the terminology of gong methods, the common misconceptions of novice cultivators, the precautions of taking pills, and so on and so forth.

　　Like the classroom in the previous life, what the disciples like to hear the most is still the insights of the cultivation world told by the elder brothers when they brag and pretend.

　　These minor details of knowledge rarely appear in books but are essentially common sense on the road to immortality cultivation.

　　From the mouth of these elders, just a little something can make them take a lot fewer detours.

　　"Today's lecture is so timely. I've been stuck on that bend for five days without a bit of progress. I can definitely go further tonight."

　　Yan Hong was very excited, looking as if he would soon breakthrough into the Qi refining stage.

　　"Me too, before I only noticed the effect of time on the cultivation of gong methods, all other aspects were ignored. No wonder the cultivation feels so strangely stagnant every time."

　　Jiang Li also had a face of dawning realization.

　　"By the way, what about the things I asked you to help buy before? Have they arrived?"

　　"Well, already bought, it's in my courtyard, but just this kind of stuff costs a spiritual stone, this time, you are a big loss."

　　The same thing is in the eyes of different people.

　　The same thing in the eyes of different people, the value is other.

　　Jiang Li was in a hurry, so it was inevitable that the price was higher.

　　Back to Yanhong's backyard, a log at least two people hug is quietly lying there.

　　Jiang Li went up and looked at the aged wheel. The tree was sixty-nine years old, older than his two lifetimes combined.

　　"Not bad, not bad, thanks, brother, this is a big help."

　　This is naturally an acacia tree. Although it is just a very ordinary acacia tree trunk, the mundane world may spend some gold and silver money to buy.

　　But more than sixty years old, acacia is not very good to find, and he is in the cultivation of the immortal world clan, can not use the mortal world forces, naturally can only spend a spirit stone high price to buy.

　　He reached out to hold the trunk, the foot force, the age of the tiger's internal strength spread throughout the body, at least eight hundred pounds of this section of the chest, he was lifted up to resist on the shoulders.

　　"Let's go. With this thing, you are ready to call me senior brother."

　　Jiang Li was confident and carried the heavy trunk and walked away into the distance.

　　Since classes in the university hall broke up late today, it was long before the moon hung in the middle of the sky. So he did not return directly to the dormitory but headed for a remote wasteland at the outer gate.

　　In the past half a month, he was not a nerd who did not hear anything outside the window and had basically understood the basic terrain of the outer gate.

　　The place he was going to was a graveyard, the Outer Sect mass grave!

　　Previously in and Yu Hanxia and talk, he once learned that the Hidden Scripture Pavilion every year to recruit disciples are six or seven hundred people. The outer disciples are stable year-round in the number of about eight thousand.

　　And it is understood that the outer disciples each year can pass the outer door competition and cultivation breakthroughs to promote the inner disciples, but only a few dozen people.

　　What about the rest of the disciples? How did they disappear?

　　Cultivation went awry and died.

　　The disciples died fighting with each other.

　　Died during a mission in.

　　In short, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, the entire outer sect, which day must not die on one or two people.

　　Then years and years down, eventually created the outer door graveyard of this unique landscape.

　　A look at the moonlight tombstones next to tombstones, graves stacked on top of graves, the wind is sweeping, ghostly fires floating, and from time to time will come out a ghost cry.

　　This cemetery covers an area that actually looks no smaller than the outer residential area, but the graves are still crowded like this.

　　Jiang Li carried the acacia tree logs, heavy underfoot, from the land below now and then there will be crisp fracture sound.

　　Every inch of the land below this, I'm afraid white bones are sleeping long.

　　"There is no blame ~ there is no blame ~."

　　Such a dense mass burial cemetery, and such a long history of time, the corpse change haunted, and such things simply are not every day.

　　This is also within the cultivation of immortal sects. Out of a ghost will be slaughtered, placed in the outside world this is appropriately a piece of haunted paradise spirit extinct.

　　Looking for slightly flat ground, Jiang Li lightly, directly on the shoulder of the acacia wood into the ground.

　　"Damn! This bit of internal force is almost at the bottom. uu read the book www.uukanshu.com "

　　After resting for a long time, I readjusted to the state.

　　Jiang Li hurriedly made preparations. He did not come here to overeat to eliminate food.

　　Shake off the shoes on his feet, feet apart, battle standing, barefoot buried in the earth, cold and slippery feeling instead of making him feel somewhat comfortable.

　　Moonlight shines down—Jiang Li's and acacia logs shadows overlap.

　　Jiang Li slowly opened his hands, and from the shadow, it was as if the acacia tree had re-grown two branches.

　　Standing like this, Jiang Li closed his eyes and, in the gloomy graveyard, observed and practiced the "Ghost Wood Duel.

　　Samuel! The ghost of wood!

　　Its roots drink the yellow spring of the nine ghosts! Its leaves cover the eyes of the moon in the sky!

　　This time the cultivation, Jiang Li felt far different from before, the cold Yin wood Qi in the feeling clearly visible near the late feet, and continue to become denser.

　　That's for sure, the outer disciples. However, the level is not high strength is not strong but cultivators, cultivators after death can produce the Yin Qi grievances naturally far more than ordinary people.

　　For more than two hundred years, this cemetery buried outer disciples and more than ten thousand.

　　So even if the original is not, this cemetery is also has been alive reverse into a place of extreme Yin.

　　And acacia wood is Yin and will call ghosts. In the secular tradition, this is never to appear in the cemetery around the tree material.

　　But this time, Jiang Li is carrying a year of the sixty-nine-year-old acacia tree trunk, standing in the outer door of the mass grave.

　　For a while, the wind howled, the dense Yin Qi began to converge in the direction of Jiang Li, a ghost fire in the air, fluttering in the air in increasing numbers.

　　Hundreds of green ghost fires around Jiang Li, slowly drifting with the vortex of Yin Qi.