It is impossible for ordinary practitioners to control every grid space as precisely as Jing Yan.
Jiu Shurong and other cultivators at the ninth level of the true self can only control part of the grid space to absorb the energy of the fairy root after taking the fairy root. In this case, of course they dare not be careless at all.
If you are not careful, you may explode and die. It takes several years for a fairy root to be digested, which is relatively normal.
Therefore, during the three months in the Land of Sleep, no practitioner would use the fairy roots they found in this short period of time. It would be too stupid to do so.
Hearing Jing Yan's words, He Shurong and Huang Hang both shook their heads. In fact, neither of them had personally used fairy roots to practice. They had only heard from others about the specific use of fairy roots.
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Jing Yan put his share of the fairy spirit roots into the package, and his package looked even bigger.
Seeing Jing Yan carrying the huge package on his back, He Shurong and Huang Hang were inevitably a little envious. However, they were not jealous at all. Their harvest had exceeded expectations, and both of them had very good character.
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"Brother Jing Yan, you have really made a fortune this time you entered the Land of Sleep." He Shurong said with a smile.
"Most of these fairy roots must be handed over to the Red Deer Club Manor. I can only keep a small part," Jing Yan said.
"Most of our fairy roots definitely belong to the Red Deer Club Manor. But brother Jing Yan, that's not necessarily the case." Huang Hang shook his head.
"Oh?" Jing Yan looked at Huang Hang.
"Brother Jing Yan, before you entered the Land of Sleep, didn't you understand the distribution rules of fairy spiritual roots?" Huang Hang looked at Jing Yan's expression and knew that Jing Yan must have not understood the relevant rules before entering the Land of Sleep.
rule.
"No one told me," Jing Yan said with a smile.
"Brother Jing Yan, the distribution rules are as follows. If the cultivator harvests less than ten fairy roots in the Land of Sleep, then the cultivator can only get one of them. If there are more than ten but less than twenty
If the number of fairy roots obtained by the practitioner in the Land of Sleep is between twenty and thirty, then the number of fairy roots that the practitioner can get is not three.
Instead, there are four. If more than thirty fairy roots are obtained, the practitioner can get seven fairy roots. In short, the more fairy roots a practitioner finds, the greater the ratio he will get." Huang
Rules for interpretation of Hang Dui Jingyan.
"Brother Huang Hang is right. Brother Jing Yan, the king of fairy roots you got is probably comparable to hundreds or thousands of fairy roots. Calculating it this way, you must have taken most of them.
Red Deer Club Manor can only get small heads." He Shurong also nodded and said.
"So that's it! It seems like I've really made a lot of money." Jing Yan was also overjoyed.
If the King of Immortal Spiritual Roots could obtain most of it, it might be enough for him to complete nine transformations of his physical body.
"We can stay in the Land of Sleep for more than ten days. In these ten days, we should still be able to find some fairy roots. So, let's not waste time and continue searching for fairy roots."
He Shurong looked at Jing Yan and Huang Hang.
"Brother He is right." Huang Hang said: "But Brother He, your injury is quite serious. If we separate to search for the fairy root, you may be in danger if you encounter practitioners from the Kongchan Society and the Canglang Society.
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"Brother He, please come with me." Jing Yan said before He Shurong spoke.
"When we first entered the Land of Sleep, I was the one who protected brother Jing Yan. Now, it's brother Jing Yan's turn to protect me." He Shurong did not refuse to follow Jing Yan to search for the fairy root.
After Huang Hang said goodbye to Jing Yan and the others, he left first. There was still nearly half a month left. If he was lucky, he could still find a few fairy roots, at least two or three.
Jing Yan and He Shurong searched in another direction together.
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"too strong!"
"It's really scary. Tan Shuo's strength is no worse than mine, but he was crushed to death in just a few seconds."
The escaped practitioner, Ban Ting, who represented that the empty cicada would enter the place of slumber, looked behind him with lingering fear.
"How could he be so strong? I have heard of him in the Kongchanhui area. This guy seems to have been born for a short time. He is very talented and has reached the level of the true self by leaps and bounds. But how come he suddenly became a ninth-level true man?
Am I at a higher level? Moreover, his strength can crush me!" Banting exhaled and frowned.
"I'm afraid that Lin Ying will also die in Jing Yan's hands. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise..." Ban Ting couldn't help but shudder when he thought that he might die in the place of sleep.
"Forget it, I'll go as far as I can when I see him in the future. I'd better not get close to such a monster." Banting looked at the surrounding environment, sighed and said, "It's really a big loss this time, those few
The ten fairy spirits were originally part of me, and now they have nothing. If I had known better, I would have avoided any conflict with He Shurong and the others."
Ban Ting really regretted it. If he hadn't been too greedy, he would have been able to get at least six or seven fairy roots now. As for the deaths of Lin Ying and Tan Shuo, he didn't care, as long as he wasn't the one who died.
The remaining ten days passed quickly.
When the three-month limit came, Jing Yan and other practitioners in the place of sleep began to return to the stairs leading to the ground one after another.
The owners of the three world giant manors and many high-level officials are also eagerly waiting for the practitioners who have entered the land of sleep on behalf of their manors to come out of the land of sleep with the fairy roots.
Notaries who opened the Land of Sleep like Ding Yuhai also stood near the entrance of the Land of Sleep.
"Someone is coming out."
Suddenly a cry came out from the crowd.
Everyone turned to look at the gate of the Land of Sleep, and saw a cultivator jumping up from the ground.
"It's Xie Dongliu who entered the place of sleep on behalf of our Canglanghui Manor!" A senior elder from the Canglanghui Manor said with a focused look.
This practitioner who just came up from the Land of Sleep is Xie Dongliu, a ninth-grade True Self level practitioner in the Canglanghui Manor area.
After Xie Dongliu jumped to the ground, he looked at the crowd, and then walked towards Liuhe, the owner of Canglanghui Manor.
"Master of the village." Xie Dongliu bowed and said.
"Brother Xie Dongliu, you're welcome." The owner of Liuhe Villa smiled and waved his hand, looking at Xie Dongliu.
"Brother Dongliu, how was the harvest this time?" A deputy owner of Canglanghui Manor also asked with a smile.
"I don't know if it's good or bad. Please take a look at it, Master and Deputy Master. These are the fairy roots I found in the place of sleep." Xie Dongliu took his package from behind and opened it in front of him.