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The hired men waited day and night, hoping that Leyi would appear sooner so that their promises could be fulfilled.

Leyi was like disappearing suddenly, and suddenly appeared in front of them again, which made them a little unbelievable, and they were all stunned.

Some people were the first to react, hurriedly greeted Leyi, and then left one after another, turned around, blocked the view by the hillside, and went straight to the outside world, and even a few people, without concealment, walked out directly in front of Leyi, some impatient, among them there were people who took refuge in Wu Tianqi.

Le Yi didn't bother to pay attention to them, and went straight to the bamboo forest.

No. 1 bamboo forest is on the slope, there is a mountain stream not far away, it didn't take long for Le Yi to carry two big live chickens full of spiritual effect to the side of the mountain stream, directly peeled the hair and washed it, I don't know where he got a big pot, and a large bag of medicinal materials, just like that, set up a fire to stew chicken soup.

Bamboo-tailed chicken is a good thing, the aura is sufficient, with the right medicinal materials, it is definitely a great tonic, Le Yi has been hungry for more than a month, and he has just started to cultivate, and the cells of the whole body are calling for aura, and there is no better and more suitable food than this.

It's a pity that this important material is really not for the merchants to enjoy, according to the estimation of the government affairs hall, the No. 1 bamboo forest can produce one hundred and fifty bamboo-tailed chickens with full spiritual effect every month, and the upper supply is thirty percent, and the remaining one hundred and five have to be sold to the Fuxian Academy, and the remaining fraction is allowed to be kept by the forest owner, but must not pick a high-quality stay.

A businessman is a businessman, and the spiritual realm gives the environment and the opportunity to cultivate, but it mainly provides resources for spiritual cultivation.

If it weren't for that, whoever dared to fight the idea of the bamboo forest at this time, Leyi would definitely dare to fight hard, but unfortunately resource control is the foundation of Baijiayuan, no one dares to disobey it, guarding the treasure land, and can only exchange treasures for some irrelevant property.

Except for barter, the general transactions are in gold and silver, but most of the cultivation materials are not bought with money.

Le Yi also has a headache, according to the requirements of the ancestral weapon, if you want to make the body accommodate the spiritual vein, you don't know how many resources you have to spend, and you can't meet the requirements for the rest of your life if you keep this thing.

Taking advantage of the time to stew chicken, Le Yi thought about it for a while, made a decision, called a few hired workers who did not leave, and released the news in front of the government affairs hall of the market, No. 1 bamboo forest plus exclusive breeding secret recipe, in exchange for 150 grains of "fried rice".

The so-called "fried rice" is the five-color rice that has been refined with spiritual fire, which is generally the lowest and has all the five colors.

The first vein of spiritual cultivation is the foundation, and then the attributes of each vein must be inherited from the first vein, such as the Sanhui Spiritual Realm, because of the existence of Sanhui Tai, the first vein is mostly the yang vein, then the later veins can be yang fire, can be yang sha, etc., the spiritual veins of yang and fire-related attributes, can condense the soil spiritual veins of the symbiotic relationship, and they are the people of Tianjiao.

Therefore, the attributes contained in the five-color rice used in cultivation are naturally the aura that is consistent with the attributes of one's own spiritual veins, and the higher the proportion, the better.

The five colors are complete, absorbing the aura in it, but also eliminating the inconsistency with oneself, which not only affects the cultivation speed, but also is extremely wasteful, some spiritual cultivators are unwilling to use this five-color rice, so they use the spiritual fire to refine, so that ordinary people can swallow it and flow into the hundred courtyards.

However, as the main consumable material for daily cultivation, even the lowest-level five-color rice is not something that businessmen can easily obtain, and one hundred and fifty grains can be described as a huge amount of money.

Le Yi is not worried that no one is tempted, compared to letting a force continue to obtain a high harvest, one hundred and fifty grains of "fried rice" is nothing although it is valuable.

Two hours later, at sunset, there was only a few medicinal residues left in a large cauldron, not a drop of soup left, and the broken bones by the fire could not find a slightly larger piece, and they were all chewed to pieces.

A large pot of stewed chicken went down to the belly, the body absorbed the aura, stretched slightly, and between the bone joints, like fried beans, "popped" straight sound.

Le Yi concentrated his energy and began to cultivate.

The method of refining the body passed down by the ancestral weapon, the practice method is not the same as the combat skills, the practice action is mellow and beautiful, the nine styles correspond to the nine veins, all kinds of actions beyond the limits of the human body, blended together, with qi to resist, it seems to be slow and fast, so that people can easily see his movements, but there are overlapping shadows.

Le Yi repeatedly practiced the nine forms of body refining, tempering the flesh with aura, and it didn't take long for the pores to have a trace of dark red substance discharged, with a bloody smell.

An hour later, where Le Yi was, was dripping with blood everywhere, the smell was unpleasant, and the aura contained in his body was also consumed at this time, Le Yi stopped cultivating, but the whole person was like a bloody person, covered with dark red blood, even his face and hair were not spared.

The Nine Styles of Body Refining, even if it is a spiritual cultivator who does not dare to touch the head easily, is also included.

Le Yi cultivated for the first time, after the harvest, the whole person was dizzy, if it wasn't for the protection of an internal qi, I was afraid that after a trip to cultivate, people would become neurotic if they didn't die, and the appearance was solid, and the extremely fragile head inside would definitely not be able to withstand such cultivation.

The dark red blood stain, after drying, is pinched in the hand, much like the dirt rubbed out of the body surface, which is the impurity and dirt discharged from the body.

"The first time I practiced, the effect seemed to be good, it turned out that my body was so dirty. Le Yi smiled bitterly, this body of blood, not counting dripping on the ground, dried and weighed, I was only afraid of one or two catties.

This is a necessary process of cultivation, how can the body be impure to cultivate the spirit, not to mention that Le Yi is to accept the spiritual veins with the body, and the body must reach the level of pure glass.

In the next few days, Le Yi ate chicken every day to cultivate, and the blood stains discharged each time became less and less, and Le Yi faintly felt that with the aura of the bamboo-tailed chicken, it was no longer enough to cultivate.

Le Yi is helpless, the most important resource of Baijiayuan, although it is just the ordinary food of Fuxian Academy, but at least the marrow blood is the medicine of the low-level elixir, and even under the same medicinal materials, the quality of the marrow blood determines the quality of the elixir, in just five days, he can no longer keep up with his own cultivation, so he can't help but smack his tongue secretly.

With this resource demand, it is impossible for him to stay in the Hundred Family Courtyard for a lifetime unconditionally, and it is impossible to refine his body, and it seems that the vast Sanhui Mountain Range outside the spirit is his world.

No wonder Bai Yanlan doesn't look down on this little thing in Baijiayuan, he has always been elusive, and he can't find anyone who can't find him if he has to.

In the past five days, he has eaten thirty bamboo-tailed chickens, far exceeding the upper limit of his control, but fortunately, the estimate given by the government affairs hall is a year ago, with his one-year cultivation change, it is only very easy to have more than ten or twenty per month.

The No. 1 Bamboo Forest, which has been lively for more than a month, was quiet after Le Yi came back, and for five days, no visitor came, which was a little unusual.

Le Yi didn't care, anyway, someone came to the door sooner or later, he lost a chance to trap people, he had already lost a lot, and even the cultivation method was thrown out, and the fish had to be hooked sooner or later, and it should be in full quantity and at a full price, without discounting.