Chapter 7 Immortal Fruit

"The spiritual roots are too mixed?" Qin Shouren was stunned, then exclaimed: "You can look inside!"

Look inside.

Hearing this, Lu Li's consciousness sank, and his face instantly became bright: "I... Wow!"

"What's wrong?"

"Nine, nine spiritual roots!" Lu Li looked at his nine-color meridians, his face twitching wildly: "I have nine spiritual roots..."

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light and darkness are all available. Lu Li didn't know what to say at all. No wonder he had to eat more than seventy awakening pills before awakening his spiritual roots. Is there any spiritual root more rubbish than this?

"Congratulations, congratulations." Qin Shouren next door chuckled, covered his stomach and rolled on the ground, then rolled to the other side, "Hey, Fatty, Fatty, let me tell you something."

Chen Zhong was practicing, and at this time he was looking bitter. Hearing Qin Shouren's words, he became impatient, "If you have something to say, just say it, if you have something to say, just fart."

"Fierce, fierce hammer." Qin Shouren cursed and said, "I'm telling you, don't tell others, mud monkey, mud monkey... is nine spiritual roots, hahahahaha......!"

"What?" Chen Zhong was stunned and scratched his head, "I thought my seven spiritual roots were rubbish enough, but I didn't expect that mud monkey was even more rubbish than me?"

"You, you are seven spiritual roots?" Qin Shouren smiled and said, "I won't tell you, my consciousness hasn't been condensed successfully yet."

Lu Li heard the laughter of the two from a distance, thinking that these two guys were really heartless.

But Lu Li was not too disappointed. Although his spiritual roots were too useless, fortunately he could practice, and he had the Time Palace, which could be piled up with time.

Do what you say.

Lu Li sat down cross-legged, calmed his mind, and then his consciousness instantly entered the Hall of Time. At the moment he entered, his consciousness directly turned into a human figure exactly like Lu Li.

He stepped into the Hall of Time with a click.

At first glance, this is really a hall, but the hall is empty. In addition to a cushion in the center, there is a scale standing on the left side of the hall.

There is a pointer on the ruler, and the number now points to "ten", representing ten times the flow rate. In other words, ten days of practice here is only one day in the outside world, and as the medicine garden on the first floor of the pagoda expands, the flow rate will also increase, which is quite magical.

The only drawback is that he can only use his mind to come in to practice instead of his body. Although everything he practices will be truly reflected in his body, his body is actually still outside and cannot be used as a hiding prop.

Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. In this way, he can practice in front of people openly, and outsiders can't find that he is using the Hall of Time.

Lu Li sat cross-legged in the hall and began to use his spiritual sense to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although he was sitting cross-legged in the Hall of Time, there was no spiritual energy in the Hall of Time. He could only sense the spiritual energy from the outside world.

After dozens of breaths, he suddenly "saw" a wisp of faint blue breath wandering around him. The breath was very manic and contained various violent attributes.

Lu Li understood that this seemed to be the so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He sensed the spiritual energy, but he had no way to absorb and refine it. He had no choice but to retract his spiritual sense and withdraw his mind from the Hall of Time.

Now everything is ready, except for the method of cultivation.

Lu Li lay on the hay, thinking about how to get the method of cultivation.

"I don't know if there is a chance to leave. It would be great if I could join the Qingyang Sect." Lu Li muttered.

Unknowingly, the sky was bright again.

With a clang, a rice bowl was pushed in.

This time, Fan Zhengping did not open the door to let them out for some fresh air, which made Lu Li's heart rise again. Could it be that... the hope he had finally seen was going to be gone just like that?

Although he was disappointed, Lu Li would not do such a thing as a hunger strike. After eating, Lu Li began to fiddle with his spiritual consciousness again.

Since he could not practice, the only thing he could play with was his spiritual consciousness.

In this way, another seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Qin Shouren also successfully condensed his spiritual consciousness and saw his first meridian. Like Fatty Chen, he had seven spiritual roots.

This day.

Lu Li was bored and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a strange plant in the Spirit Hall. With a thought, the scene in the first layer of space suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was the space he accidentally entered in the water last time.

All the spaces of the Three Treasures Glazed Tower cannot be entered by the main body. Last time the Glazed Tower first recognized the master, it was actually the soul that was pulled into the first layer of space, otherwise his main body would not have sunk to the bottom of the river and filled his stomach with water.

However, the first floor of the Spirit Hall can indeed feed living things, provided that these living things have signed a soul contract with him.

At this time, the green plant has grown to three feet high, with more and more luxuriant branches, and has produced ten small green fruits, which also have flowing light and spinning on them, which is a bit dreamy.

"What on earth is this thing? It can't be a fairy fruit? Eat one and you will become a fairy?"

Lu Li wanted to pick one and taste it, but it seemed that this thing was not ripe, so he thought about it and gave up.

"It's been more than 20 days, the old monster is probably really going to come back." Lu Li's consciousness withdrew from the first floor of the Glazed Tower, and he looked at the window with some inexplicable worry.

Lu Li's intuition is really accurate.

In the evening, Zhang Song actually rushed back in a dusty state, with a bit of solemnity on his face.

Fan Zhengping has been looking out the gate every evening these days. His master has done so many evil things that he always feels uneasy. He was relieved when he saw Zhang Song return safely. He hurried to greet him: "Master, you are finally back. I was really worried about you."

Zhang Song nodded and said with relief: "I was planning to capture a few more mortals to test the medicine, but something unexpected happened. We were targeted by the people of Qingyang Sect. We have to move as soon as possible."

"Targeted?" Fan Zhengping's expression changed, and he said in a panic, "Master, let's go quickly."

"No hurry." Zhang Song waved his hand, "Master has used a trick to get rid of them. They can't catch up here in a short time, and they are just a few juniors. Even if they come, it's still unknown who will win or lose."

"Besides, it's not easy to find a place with earth fire. It's not too late for us to finish refining these furnaces of elixirs before leaving."

The master and apprentice hurried back to the hall.

Zhang Song threw several packages onto the altar, and a strong medicinal aroma emanated from the packages. "These are what the master snatched from the young cultivators who were collecting herbs. Take a look at what spiritual herbs there are and record them down."

"Yes, Master." Fan Zhengping picked the spiritual herbs while writing down the recipe after matching them. Three of them have been determined, and the only change is the last spiritual herb.

"Master, there are many medicinal herbs this time, and I don't recognize some of them." Fan Zhengping suddenly said.

Zhang Song sat cross-legged in the hall and said tiredly, "Draw the ones you don't recognize. This time someone targeted you, and the master didn't have time to check. I'll take a rest first."

"Yes, Master." Fan Zhengping shook his head and simply drew the spiritual herbs he didn't recognize on the recipe.

The acupuncture pill is only a first-level pill, specially used by cultivators in the Qi training stage.

The realms recognized by the cultivation world are Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, transformation, division, fusion, Mahayana, and tribulation. There are nine major realms. Except for the twelve or fourteenth levels of Qi training, the others are divided into four small realms: early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak stage.

Therefore, medicinal materials and elixirs are also divided into nine levels.

Elixirs are divided into four common qualities: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade according to their color and the amount of impurities they contain. It is said that there are higher qualities above them, but no one can refine them.