For Ling Luoyu now, any throbbing is her hope.

So, she still did not give up without knowing whether the throbbing was there or not.

The chaos in the dantian was like haze, blocking all Ling Luoyu's peeping, making her self-inspection difficult.

She didn't know what was wrong, so she had no idea how to start and had to grop little by little to move forward.

Under the haze, everything was so vague that her exploration became difficult to move forward.

Suddenly, a golden light seemed to flash by, shaking the ripples in her eyes.

"That's..."

The golden light flashed, as if it was the spiritual root.

As long as she has a goal, she can achieve it.

Although there is no trace after a flash of golden light, it is better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Following the place where the light spot once existed, Ling Luo Yuzai looked carefully several times and finally saw the golden light that seemed to be there and not be there.

It is as small as a broken glass, like dust, almost invisible to the naked eye.

If it weren't for the reflection flashing like a flash, Ling Luoyu wouldn't have found it in the haze.

It floats in the dantian, and its irregular circles appear out of place with the surrounding haze.

Ling Luoyu tried to touch it, and a trace of throbbing penetrated his mind.

"It's it!!"

It's the spiritual root!

The spiritual root of the human emperor's divine bone!

But for some reason, the spiritual roots that had grown out of the forbidden area turned into such a tiny point at this time.

However, with this, Ling Luoyu can be regarded as giving him hope.

What she has to do now is to refine the spiritual roots, transform them into veins again, and reshape their cultivation.

However, even if you have experienced it, the reshaping of spiritual roots is not that simple.

It had no reaction to Ling Luoyu's resummoning.

No matter how stimulating it was, it was not moved, as if it didn't feel anything at all.

After three days of trial, the spiritual roots were still so small and unmoved.

Fortunately, Grandma Jiao saw her resting and meditating under the tree, and would not disturb her anymore until she returned to the house by herself.

Under the shade of the trees, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Ling Luoyu's face, making the hideous wounds more gentle.

In the silence, a trace of quarrel is heard.

"Ding No. 15, why are you so stubborn?! If you don't give me what I can do to honor them?! If they are not filial and they hold them accountable, how can I protect you?!"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly.

Listening to the sound, it seems that it is the obese Tang Pharmaceutical Supervision Commission.

"I tell you, if you are so disobedient, if something happens in the future, don't blame me for not helping you!"

"No... Tang Pharmaceutical Supervision, this year's medicinal herbs have a low survival rate, barely reaching 95%. If you give you another 10%... I will not be able to complete the task..." Grandma Jiao's voice seemed humble and cautious.

"Ding No. 15, why did I say it for a long time, but you still don't understand?! I have already said that the number of herbs you handed over is up to me... As long as I say you have more than 95% of them, everything will be fine..."

"Yes...there are essential differences between 85% and 95% of the quantity, which others can see at a glance..."

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Ling Luoyu stood up with a cane and saw two thief-headed men leaving the door of the medicine garden.
Chapter completed!