The fog has not yet fully dispersed.

The purple thunder mist of the Thunder Root drifted over.

The blue and purple mist was not afraid of the golden spirit root, but it was extremely afraid of the thunder spirit root.

Seeing the thunder and mist drifting slowly, they fled in all directions in an instant surrender.

Song Yi took the opportunity to make a fortune and piled up a lot of mist into the wood spirit root.

The outer wall of the wood spirit root jade was quiet, but the inside was churning happily, and he stepped forward to blend with the mist.

The inner mist fused with the green liquor, and the outer wall oozed a purple liquid.

The translucent purple liquid that runs down the outer wall gradually turns transparent.

The purple melted into mist and drifted away.

The thunder mist floating out of Lei Linggen wandered in the space, and when he saw the scattered blue and purple mist, he stepped forward to oppress and plunder.

The thunder mist was domineering and strong, and wherever it passed, only the green mist was left alone in the same place.

Seeing this posture, Song Yi followed closely behind the thunder mist to pick up the leak, and stuffed the green mist to Mu Linggen.

The cyan inside the wood spirit root became more and more dense and verdant, rich and heavy, like dew.

Under this high efficiency, the canopy of the wood spirit root soon grew beautiful leaves, and there was no wind, and the leaves were gently shaking.

After the first two spiritual roots, Song Yi can simply identify whether the forest roots have grown perfectly, and the method is to see whether the crown of the tree has really grown.

She saw that the canopy of the Wood Spirit Root was covered with beautiful stretched cyan leaves, and from a distance, the Wood Spirit Root was fluffy and full of life.

Song Yi nodded with satisfaction and stopped his consciousness of constantly wandering in the sea of qi.

Stopping, Song Yi felt the exhaustion and tingling in his brain.

Finally, after a nostalgic glance at the three spiritual roots that had been repaired in the depths, Song Yi's consciousness was reluctant to withdraw from the sea of qi.

Song Yi didn't see it, and she didn't know that after her consciousness left, the three spirit roots each showed their skills and fought hard.

This sea of qi was turned upside down, competing with each other for the only remaining sporadic green mist.

That green mist devoured the Spirit Cleansing Pill, and any attribute spirit root could naturally be devoured.

As for those wisps of purple mist, they had already been swallowed up by the Lei Ling Root.

Lei Ling's jade body has become brilliant at all, and if he can get over, he may still be able to hear the sound of thunder.

Without Song Yi's knowledge, Lei Linggen absorbed the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Remnant Thunder of this Innate Spirit Root, and even forcibly integrated it into a touch of Heavenly Clear Qi.

Most of the tribulations are composed of the heavenly thunder, the heavenly clear qi, and the heavenly extinguishing qi, the heavenly thunder vaporization into thunder, the heavenly clear qi purges away the evil, and the heavenly extinguishing qi destroys the silence.

Quiet room

Song Yi covered his head and groaned, his head was splitting, and there was a faint pain in the dantian qi sea under his abdomen.

Shuguang scanned it again and said: "The marrow washing and soul washing has been successful, congratulations to you Song Yi, the headache is caused by excessive energy consumption, just rest well..."

Before he could say anything more at dawn, Song Yi fell asleep.

She slept in the dark, and when she woke up, her mind was confused.

Three days have passed.

Song Yi came out of the quiet room and took a good bath.

Got up and looked in the mirror and almost didn t recognize that the person in the mirror was himself Song Yi looked at the mirror and thought suspiciously.

Is this really herself.

He has grown a lot taller, from more than 1.5 meters to more than 1.6 meters now.

"Now 1.61 meters, I have grown 6 centimeters taller, and I can continue to grow taller in the future, and the data here predicts that it will probably reach 1.72 meters."

Dawn spoke at the right time as she muttered about her height.

Song Yi's eyes lit up, she wanted to grow taller since she was a child, and when she was in school, she saw that her peers were taller than herself, and she had always felt inferior.

It's not just about looking good, she wants to make herself stronger and not be bullied.

At 1.72 meters, she is simply the height she dreamed of.

Dawn didn't hit her, although the average height of women in the immortal cultivation world was one meter eight.

The long-term malnutrition from childhood to adulthood made Song Yi University unable to make up for it for four years.

What's more, she has been busy with her studies and part-time jobs, and she has no intention of appearance at all, and she has no money for maintenance.

Although Song Yi's hair is long, it is a little yellow, and it is boring and split ends, and now her hair is as black as ink, delicate and smooth as satin.

The skin was sallow and thin a few days ago, but now the skin is fair and soft.

Although he is still thin, he has some flesh on his face, and he looks good.

The skin of the whole body is delicate and white, with a warm luster like Hetian jade.

The short stature is now very well-proportioned, and it can be called a slender fit, and the body curves and proportions are very good, and the waist is thin and the legs are long.

The skin and flesh are firm, smooth and powerful, and even the muscles and vest lines can be faintly seen.

When you look at it, you are healthy, flexible, and powerful.

Song Yi's appearance has not changed much.

She has a goose egg face, and her facial features are already beautiful, with a watery nose, petal lips, bright and generous, willow leaf eyes, and bay eyebrows, gentle and smart, and a charm of her own.

It may be that there is flesh on the body and face, and a white cover for the white and ugly.

Looking at it like this, there is a beautiful beauty in the mirror.

She knew that her facial features were good since she was a child, she was very white-skinned when she was a child, she was smart and beautiful, the little girls in the village isolated her, and her parents always secretly played small calculations in the house.

In order to live a normal life, he deliberately starved himself to the point that his face was yellow and thin.

Now that he has returned to his normal appearance, Song Yi still can't come back to his senses.

Song Yi remembered that when she printed her ID photo, her friend helped her retouch the picture and add filters, saying that the first impression of handing in her resume was high.

My friend said that when the time came for the interview, she put on makeup, straightened her waist, and became confident, don't bend over and cower.

Interview admission, proper.

At the time, I thought it was a photo fraud, but now it is exactly the same as the photo of the document.

Friends and her are not on the same path.

She is the only daughter in her family, and the family has a bit of a foundation, and her parents said that they don't want her to stay in the field for a long time.

After two days of struggle, she still went back to her hometown to take the exam as a teacher.

This only friend I met at the beginning of my freshman year, in the library.

They are in the same department, but not in the same major.

She is outgoing and cheerful, has a wide social circle, has a small round face with white skin, and is also very cute.

I didn't fall in love for four years in college, focused on my studies, got a scholarship every year, and when I entered the student union, she also pulled Song Yi to enter together.

Song Yi has a lot of easy jobs close to the school, and she also takes the lead in introducing them.

Her name is Ren Jiaxin.

God's commendation is thriving, and the name is full of love.

Song Yi likes her very much, but occasionally she is a little jealous.

Later, after graduating from college, the girl pulled her to cry all night, but the night she was taken was also depressed and uncomfortable.

Song Yi was not very sad, but now that technology is so developed, it is good to want to see a mobile phone contact or take a car to go over when the time comes.

When I was a freshman, I wasn't in a dormitory, but later the two of them got along, and when they grabbed the dormitory, they all got together to grab it.

In the dormitory, the girl was crying and making trouble on the bed, and when she was sitting underneath, she ignored her.

"You indifferent and ruthless person, you graduated, you are satisfied."

Stop crying, get out of bed and drag her up too, and keep crying.

"We have been friends for four whole years, and you don't cry, why don't you cry?"

Song Yi retracted the divergent thoughts in her mind, she had left a month ago.

Shuguang flipped through the annual calendar and monthly calendar in the background, and changed the practice plan again and again.

Originally, it was planned to be about a day and a half to two days.

Song Yi pursued perfection, and although he successfully raised the purity and quality of the spiritual root to the best, it took three days and three nights.

Shuguang deleted and changed the data, changed and deleted, and rewrote the practice plan.

In short, the general direction and general trend must be controlled, and the small details must be grasped well.

Song Yi didn't understand these things, and accepted all the changes made by Shuguang.

Shuguang's electronic voice was soft but helpless: "Xiaoyi, let's start learning the "Three Thousand General History of the Immortal Cultivation World", "Introduction to Cultivating Immortals", "Fundamentals of Cultivating Immortals" and "Cultivation of Immortals Training Course" that I said before. ”