"Waste Root?" Both Xiao Qin and Han Xiaoying were surprised by this unfamiliar word, with their experience, the five spirit roots had heard of it, the ethereal spirit root had heard it, and they had really never heard of what a waste spirit root was?

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Qin Xiao nodded. "That's right, it's the Waste Soul Root."

"What is this waste spirit root of Dao Ancestor? Why haven't you heard of it? ”

Of course, if Qin Xiao hadn't read the book, he wouldn't have heard it.

Qin Xiao scratched his face and said. "This waste spirit root is rare in the world, and it is named because it only appears on waste wood."

As soon as he heard the waste wood, Xiao Qin, who was not far away, jumped up violently as if he had been stepped on by his tail and shouted. "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Xiao. "Okay, okay, listen to me."

What he said was interrupted again, Xiao Qin's expression was as uncomfortable as eating, and the injuries on his body once again came with heart-rending pain, and with a sigh, he fell back to the ground again, muttering something but not letting Qin Xiao hear it clearly.

Qin Xiao continued. "The monks who waste the spiritual root will not give up easily because of the blows from the outside world, and they will not be willing to fall because of their humble status, perhaps this is the best gift that God has given them, a special physique that can use their own obsessions to rush the pulse."

"Others use mana to rush the veins, and the monks who waste the spiritual roots can use two forces to impact the spiritual veins, and the progress of cultivation is naturally very comparable, and it is also common to fight beyond the level."

Han Xiaoying's eyes lit up as she listened, and she seemed to glance at Xiao Qin on the ground with great interest, but soon realized that Xiao Qin couldn't compare with Dao Ancestor no matter how special she was.

Xiao Qin was stunned when he heard this, and his eyebrows tightened. "So, I'm not a waste of firewood?"

When he said it, he was even a little lost, maybe aside from the identity of the waste wood, he still missed.

"No, you're still a piece of waste."

"Thirty years of Hedong!"

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In general, Xiao Qin's side of the matter is like this for the time being, and he pointed out some methods for the cultivation of the waste spirit root, and Qin Xiao sent him to practice, although that guy still seemed to be a little unwilling to buy Qin Xiao's account.

But it's much better than before, at least no longer arguing about your Tianding Sect bullying people too much, according to the character of the protagonist, whoever bullied the protagonist is generally the result of the destruction of the clan, which is also a provincial play with fire.

Next, there is no need to walk backwards, Qin Xiao pinched his fingers and counted, he knew where Han Yun was hiding, on the side of the mountainside, Han Yun was pouting his ass at Qin Xiao, as if he was turning over the soil and planting vegetables.

The butt is very big, and if a woman can have a baby.

Qin Xiao coughed, the latter turned his head suddenly, and when he saw that it was Qin Xiao and his own daughter coming, the smile on his face was full of chrysanthemums. There was still soil on the chrysanthemum, and it fell off his face with a click.

"Dao Ancestor! Daozu! Han Yun's call was sincere, and he was like a cheerful butterfly, throwing away the shovel in his hand, and pounced towards Qin Xiao, pounced on his legs, and hugged Qin Xiao's thighs...... Rub.

Qin Xiao was cold, shook his legs, this old guy was like kraft candy, sticking and not moving.

"Daddy!" Han Xiaoying, who was behind Qin Xiao, pouted and reminded, seemingly dissatisfied with her father for snatching her baby.

Han Yun heard his daughter's cry and realized his gaffe, and stood up with a smile, and bowed his body. "Daozu is coming, and the juniors are far away."

"Sect Master Han." Qin Xiao was completely unaware of these etiquettes. "Your sect is all in chaos, and you still have the heart to grow radishes here."

Qin Xiao raised his eyes and looked at this small piece of garden, looking at the shape of the plant, it was really similar to a radish.

But I didn't pull it out, I just don't know if it's okay.

"Dao Ancestor's eyesight is amazing, and he can see at a glance that what is planted in this field is a fairy radish." Han Yun's old face darkened, and Xiao Suo sighed.

"Fresh radish ......" Qin Xiao repeated, and then looked at the vegetable garden, well, this radish has not been pulled out yet, it is quite fresh.

But if you come here to ask the master, it doesn't matter if you grow fresh radishes or wilted radishes, it doesn't matter if the sect collapses, he will be big if he can't complete this task. "Let me ask you what's going on with the sect!"

Qin Xiao thought that Han Yun was hiding here to hide his ears and steal the bell, and he didn't want to manage the sect's practice.

"This matter has to start with this fairy radish." Han Yun told the story, although Qin Xiao still couldn't understand how the fresh radish was related to the chaos of the sect.

"This immortal radish is a regular resource within the sect, and after a monk below the Jindan stage refines this immortal radish, it will increase his mana by one point."

Qin Xiao nodded, expressing his understanding, it was not surprising that the radish in the cultivation realm had this kind of special effect.

"The original fairy radish was enough to supply the needs of the entire sect, but later, due to the impatience of the old man to expand the strength of the sect, a large number of disciples were recruited, but it was not taken into account that many logistical supports were difficult to keep up with the development of the sect."

"The problem of accommodation, in fact, is not the most important, monks are different from mortals, it doesn't matter if they don't fit their eyes for a few months, but the monk's thirst for resources is really unsatisfying, joining the sect can regularly obtain the resources in the sect, which is also only a small number of monks in the immortal underworld who like freedom, will choose to become a casual cultivator."

"After the number of people surged, the production of fairy radish did not keep up, so in order to make the number of fairy radish can be supplied, I also formulated a distribution plan for fairy radish. Originally, the old disciples could get an average of three fresh radishes a month, but after the number of people surged, it was changed to two radishes a month for the old disciples and one radish for the new disciples a month. ”

At this time, Qin Xiao interrupted Han Yun's words. "And then both sides are not satisfied, and it collapses?"

"yes!" Han Yun nodded bitterly. "The old disciples feel that they have gained less, and the new disciples should not get a share of the fairy radish when they first arrive, so they oppress the new disciple in various ways, and the new disciple feels that his cultivation is not lower than that of the old disciples, why do they get more radishes, so they also use the old reason to make trouble, and it has evolved into the current situation."

"In the final analysis, it's all the radish that is to blame, I want to take care of it, but I can't control it, so I came here to ponder in the mountains to see if I can find a way to make the yield of this fairy radish go up, if I can more than double the output of the fairy radish, the trouble in the sect is also self-defeating."

Qin Xiao carefully looked at the radish field behind Han Yun and found that the area where radishes were planted was not too big, and there was still a lot of wasteland on the mountain that had not been developed.

"Why don't you plant in the mountains anymore, only around here?" Qin Xiao asked.

"Daozu probably hasn't planted radishes." Han Yundao.

"Well, I've eaten turnips." Qin Xiao nodded and did not deny it.