"Look, that's the psychic speed of our Templars. Seeing that Wu Jilang had let a Tianling bean take root and grow into a small seedling in less than half an hour, Qian Tao immediately applauded.

At this time, it had been two and a half hours since Yi Jun entered the psychic state.

Yi Jun opened his eyes and tried to put the Tianling Bean in his hand on the ground, but the bean rolled on the ground twice like an ordinary bean, and then stopped moving.

"You just gave it away for nothing, it's impossible to get through a Heavenly Spirit Bean so quickly like Wu Jiro, don't forget who we are? We are all second-realm spirits, Green Sleeves and Wu Jilang are second-realm high-level, and the remaining three of us are all second-realm intermediate level, but you don't even have a realm. I don't know why, Qian Tao began to damage Yi Junlai, and his words were mean, which was completely different from his previous image of being happy, and he was like two people.

"Dying with a fool is an insult to my image. Han Wu also spoke ill of Yi Jun, speaking harshly, as if it was Yi Jun who caused their recent suffering.

"You're such a fool!" Feng Cheng was still crying, but as he cried, he cursed Yi Junlai.

Yi Jun quickly understood the real reason why they were speaking ill of him, that is, if he didn't come, the Heavenly Witch knew their psychic ability, and it would be impossible for them to put forward the goal of letting four hundred pills, at most one hundred and fifty pills, and they might be able to do it if they fought hard.

But now, with Yi Jun, a person who is sensitive to more than three hundred kinds of spirits, but has an average psychic ability for each one, the number of Heavenly Witches has increased to four hundred, and now she sees that she can't get through one for a few hours, and the mentality of these teenagers naturally changes, and they can't help but collapse, and they all begin to insult themselves.

Green sleeves and Wu Jiro who haven't insulted themselves don't mean that they have no opinion on themselves, but that they have a higher realm and haven't collapsed yet.

Listening to these insults, Yi Jun's face turned slightly red, but the next moment he quickly regained his composure, he got up from under the eaves, put it in his pocket, and then he walked to the back of the house.

Behind the house, there were stacks of dry wood from the battlements, stacked very neatly, Yi Jun took out a few of these dry wood, found some dry thatch next to it, and then walked to a thatched house next to it and started to light a fire.

The thatched hut was obviously a kitchen, with pots and pans, and an earthen stove, and Yi Jun began to fill the thatch into the stove, and then lit it with the flint next to it, then put in the wood, and began to boil water.

When the water boiled, Yi Jun scooped some of it into the iron kettle, and put the rest in the corn cob that had been soaked yesterday and began to boil.

It didn't take much effort, the corn was cooked, Yi Jun began to eat, and when he was thirsty, he drank the water in the iron kettle, but this time, he didn't greet anyone.

Han Wu and the others didn't come either, they were still cursing Yi Jun in the courtyard, and they all looked excited, while Wu Jilang stood up again at this time, took out the second Heavenly Spirit Bean from the stone pot and began to channel.

Yi Jun ignored them, and after eating and drinking, he went back to his room to rest for a while, and then came out again, took out the Tianling Bean from his pocket, put it in the palm of his hand again, and then sat under the eaves again and entered the psychic state.

It's just that this time it's still like the morning, after two and a half hours of meditation and communication, the Lingdou that day is still the same as it was, not a little bigger, not a little smaller, lying quietly in Yi Jun's palm without moving.

At this time, Wu Jilang already had five Heavenly Spirit Beans in front of him, sprouting and growing from the ground, each of which was different in shape and color, swaying gently in front of him in the breeze, as if singing a cheerful song.

Green Sleeves also participated in the ranks of the spirit of the spirit bean, it turned out that her psychic ability was a few points stronger than Wu Jiro, although it was more than half an hour later than Wu Jiro, but at this time, there were also five small seedlings of different colors swaying in the wind, like dancing elves.

With Green Sleeves and Wu Jilang as examples, Feng Cheng and Qian Tao stopped crying, and the two of them also walked to the stone pot to select Tianling Beans, and then sat down under their own eaves and began to channel, at this time, there was also a light blue seedling on the land in front of them swaying gently.

Only Han Wu was still standing there stubbornly, looking at everyone, looking at the Tianling Beans in the stone pot, and the expression on his face kept changing.

"Are you succumbing? Or are you forbearing, cultivating, waiting for an opportunity to escape, but the Heavenly Witch can see through people's hearts, she can see at a glance what we think in our hearts, and we don't have a chance at all. He kept saying the same thing to the crowd.

"Then what should we do? Try to get through these damn beans and maybe there is a glimmer of life, if you don't get through, you will die immediately in thirty days, what else can we do?" Feng Cheng and Qian Tao cried at Han Wu in the gap between the psychics, looking very helpless.

"However, this is simply an impossible task, those Heavenly Spirit Beans that are close to your spirit can be channeled, but what about those who are not close, how can they be channeled?" Han Wu distinguished, and when he said this, his eyes glared at Yi Jun viciously again.

"Blame this idiot!" the three of them finally said in unison.

At this time, Yi Jun seemed to be blind and deaf, continued his channeling, and finally put the Tianling bean in his pocket again, and then went to the back of the house to pick up some thatch and dry wood again, draw some water from the stream, and start to make a fire to cook.

After dinner, with the faint starlight and the gradually brightening moonlight, Yi Jun sat under his roof again to pass the spirit of the Heavenly Spirit Bean, and when the moon rose into the middle of the sky, he got up and went back to his room to sleep.

The next day, Yi Jun got up at dawn, freshened up and then made breakfast, and after eating breakfast, he continued to compete with the Tianling bean in his pocket.

After a day of stubbornness, Han Wu finally didn't dare to "resist to the end", and obediently sat under the eaves like everyone else to pass through the spirituality of those heavenly spirit beans.

Han Wu sat down to show that he far surpassed Feng Cheng and Qian Tao's psychic ability, chasing Wu Jilang and Green Sleeves, and after a day, six "small seedlings" of different colors grew in front of him, while Wu Jilang and Green Sleeves, who were a day earlier, slowed down, and only increased by three plants in a day, which was half less than yesterday.

Feng Cheng and Qian Tao each had four "little seedlings" in front of them, representing the spirituality of the four Heavenly Spirit Beans they had passed in two days.

As for Yi Jun, when he arrived at the middle of the moon, his front was still bare, not a single Heavenly Spirit Bean spiritual communication, and not a single "little seedling" had grown.

On the night of the third day, Wu Jilang and Green Sleeves already had eleven "small seedlings" swaying in the wind, Han Wu followed closely behind, and there were also nine plants growing vigorously in front of them, while Feng Cheng and Qian Tao moved forward slowly but firmly, and passed the spirituality of six Tianling Beans in three days, two per day, no more, no less, no hurry.

When the sun set, these five people almost unanimously stopped channeling, and they all stood up from under their roofs, looking at Yi Jun intently one by one.