For Ling Luoyu now, any throbbing is her hope.

So, without knowing whether the throbbing existed, she still didn't give up.

The chaos in the dantian was like haze, blocking all the prying eyes of Ling Luoyu, making her self-examination difficult.

She didn't know what went wrong, and she couldn't start, so she had to fumble a little bit forward.

Under the haze, everything is so vague, her exploration has also become difficult to move.

Suddenly, a golden light seemed to flash past, shocking the ripples in her eyes.

"That is"

The golden light flickered, as if the spiritual root was located.

As long as there is a goal, she can reach it.

Although there was no trace after the golden light flashed, it was better than finding a needle in a haystack.

Following the place where the light spot once existed, Ling Luo Yuzai carefully searched for it several times, and finally saw the golden light that seemed like nothing.

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

If it weren't for the light to flash past, Ling Luoyu would never find it in the haze.

It hovered in the pubic field, turning irregularly, and seemed out of step with the surrounding haze.

Ling Luoyu tried to touch it, and a slight throbbing came into his mind.

"It's it!!"

It's Linggen!

The spiritual root of the human emperor's bones!

I just don't know why, in the forbidden area, the spiritual roots that have grown out of the veins turned into such a tiny point at this time.

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

What she has to do now is to refine the spiritual root, transform it into a vein again, and reshape the cultivation base.

However, even if there is one experience, the reshaping of Linggen is not that simple.

For Ling Luoyu's call again, it didn't respond at all.

No matter how stimulated she was, it remained unmoved, as if she didn't feel anything at all.

After trying it for three days, the spirit root is still so small and unmoved.

Fortunately, as long as Granny Jiao saw her meditating under the tree, she would not bother her anymore. She would not continue to talk until she returned to the house.

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

In the silence, a quarrel came to my ears.

"Ding 15th, why are you so stubborn? If you don't give me, what can I honor them?! If you don't honor them, they will be held accountable, how can I protect you?!"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly.

Listening to the voice, it seemed to be the fat Tang Yaojian.

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

"No... Tang Yaojian, this year's medicinal herbs have a low survival rate, barely enough for 95%. If I give you another 10%...I won't be able to complete the task..." Granny Jiao's voice appeared low and cautious.

"On the 15th Ding, I have been talking for a long time, but you still don't understand?! I have already said that the amount of herbs you turn in is determined by me... As long as I say you are more than 95%, Everything is fine..."

"But... But there is a fundamental difference between the number of 80% and 95%, and others can see it at a glance..."

Ling Luoyu got up with a cane and looked at it. At the entrance of the medicine garden, besides Jiao Po and Tang Yao Jian, there were two other men who were thieves.