Princess Against the World

For Ling Luoyu now, any throbbing is her hope.

Therefore, without knowing whether the throbbing existed or not, she still did not give up.

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

She didn't know what the problem was, so she had no idea what to do, so she had to fumble forward bit by bit.

Under the haze, everything was so blurry, and her exploration became difficult.

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

"That is……"

The golden light flickers, as if the spiritual root is there.

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

Although the golden light disappeared without a trace after a flash, it was still better than finding a needle in a haystack.

Following the place where the light spot once existed, Ling Luoyuzai searched carefully several times and finally saw the faint golden light.

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

If it hadn't been for the reflection, Ling Luoyu wouldn't have been able to find it in the haze.

It was suspended in the dantian, spinning irregularly in circles, which seemed incompatible with the surrounding haze.

Ling Luoyu tried to touch it, and a hint of throbbing entered his mind.

"That's it!!"

It’s the spiritual root!

The spiritual roots of the Human Emperor’s divine bones!

I just don’t know why, in the forbidden area, the spiritual roots that have grown out of veins have 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 her spiritual roots, turn them into veins again, and reshape her cultivation.

However, even if you have one experience, reshaping your spiritual roots is not that simple.

It had no reaction at all to Ling Luoyu's summons again.

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

After trying it for three consecutive days, the spiritual root was still so small and unmoved.

Fortunately, Granny Jiao would stop disturbing her as long as she saw her meditating under the tree. She would not continue talking until she returned to the house.

Under the shade of the trees, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Ling Luoyu's face, giving the ferocious wounds a gentle sheen.

In the silence, a hint of quarrel could be heard.

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

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly.

From the sound of his voice, he sounded like the fat Food Supervisor Tang.

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

"No... Tang Yao Superintendent, the survival rate of this year's medicinal herbs is low, barely enough to reach 95%. If I give you another 10%... I won't be able to complete the task..." Grandma Jiao's voice sounded condescending and cautious.

"No. 15 Ding, why do you still not understand after I've been talking for a long time?! I have already said that the amount of herbs you hand over is determined by me... As long as I say you exceed 95%, Everything is fine..."

"But...but there is a fundamental difference between the quantities of 85% and 95%. Others can see it at a glance..."

"..."

Ling Luoyu stood up with a cane and looked around. At the door of the medicine garden, besides Granny Jiao and Tang Yaojian, there were two thieving men.