025 Measuring Ruler

"Where did the Yan family master come from, the doctor takes saving the dead and helping the wounded as his own responsibility, how can he lose his medical virtue for a few spirit stones? You have to underestimate me too much!"

Standing up and bending slightly, Xilaile was full of benevolence and morality, where is the look of pushing and holding back just now? It's just that the righteous and awe-inspiring words came out of the mouth of this obscene old man, but they seemed so funny and ridiculous.

Then it was much smoother, Xilale prescribed a prescription, explained the method of internal and external use, and left directly. He wasn't worried that Yan Nanyuan would not pay the spirit stones he promised him.

Looking at the prescription prescribed by Xilaile, Yan Batian was shocked, but also had a hint of admiration. It is very rare for a late-stage Qi cultivator to be able to understand the body structure of a monk so thoroughly. Among the monks of the secular and lower realms, it is well deserved to call him a "miracle doctor".

To Yan Batian's surprise, he seemed to have a sense of déjà vu with this miracle doctor, and if he wanted to say where he had seen this, he couldn't remember it at all.

He had read countless people in his previous life, and now he had just succeeded in regaining it, and he couldn't think of an inconsequential Qi cultivation period cultivator, and it was normal to arrive.

Under the effect of drugs and self-conditioning, in just two days, Yan Batian had already recovered as before.

Although he knew that it would be a matter of time before Yan Batian recovered, it was still beyond Yan Nanyuan's expectations that he would fully recover so quickly.

When sending the money to Xilaile, Yan Nanyuan was shocked to find that Yixiaotang had closed its doors. Xilaile, a miracle doctor who was famous in Ziguang City, also couldn't see anyone alive or dead.

This incident caused an uproar in Purple Light City for a while, and some people had suspected the Yan family, but because there were no clues left, it was finally closed. There are countless monks who mysteriously disappear every day in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and over time, this divine doctor Xilaile, who was once famous in Purple Light City, has gradually been forgotten.

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Looking at his empty body, which had nothing to grow, Yan Batian couldn't cry or laugh. Although the Yan family can be regarded as a second-rate family in Purple Light City, the cultivation resources that can be provided to him, the future head of the family, can be described as pitiful. Ten lower grade spirit stones per month, which was the highest treatment he could get from the Yan family.

In his previous life, before he stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, he was just an orphan who lost his parents. Ever since he stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals and joined the Qingyun Immortal Palace, he had never worried about ordinary cultivation resources. These ordinary resources, as long as they are needed for their own cultivation, are completely free for them. And now all these things that were originally free need to be fought for by him personally.

It's no wonder that so many monks will spare no effort to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, those who have not joined the Immortal Cultivation Sect, even if the spiritual root index is high enough, the cultivation speed will be so slow. It's just that they are all wasting a lot of time for cultivation in order to accumulate cultivation resources.

"If I compare with my previous life, I am really poor!"

Shrugging helplessly, Yan Batian thought to himself.

The early morning sunlight shone in through the window, shining on the bed, holding the spirit stone in his hand, and Yan Batian, who was cultivating cross-legged, was very warm and comfortable.

"No, you have to think of another way, cultivating with such a method, the speed is too slow!"

After meditating and cultivating hard all night, Yan Batian found that the mana in his muscles and veins had barely increased much. The fire attribute lower grade spirit stone in his hand, the light only dimmed slightly, and the spiritual power contained in it was still very abundant.

"The cultivation talent of an ordinary spiritual root is really not an ordinary weakness. I just don't know what the spiritual root index of this physical body is?"

Secretly slandered in his heart, with his previous life Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivator, and the talent of the Spirit Root Index of ninety-three, when he was at the third level of the Qi cultivation period, he had to consume more than ten fire attribute spirit stones every day to increase his mana.

Different from whether there is a spiritual root or a spiritual root attribute, as long as the monk has cultivated to a certain level and only uses his divine sense to sweep over other people, he can know whether that person has a spiritual root and what kind of spiritual root attribute it is, but it is impossible for the monk to use his divine sense or visual detection of the spiritual root index.

If you want to know whether the spiritual root index of a monk is high or low, you can only measure it with a measuring instrument called a "measuring scale". The best time to test the Spiritual Root Index is at the early stage of Qi training, because at this time, the mana under the cultivator's cultivation is weak, so the measured results will be more accurate.

With the improvement of the cultivation realm, due to the increase in mana, the measured spiritual root index will change to a certain extent, but it will not have any impact on one's own cultivation.

The "Heavenly Ruler", a measuring instrument used to measure the spiritual root index, did not do any good for the cultivator's cultivation, and the price was very expensive. So very few monks buy it. In the entire Purple Light City, only the City Lord's Mansion has a measuring ruler, and if you use it once, you have to pay the fee of ten lower-grade spirit stones.

Therefore, ordinary monks had no chance to use it at the beginning of Qi cultivation and measure their Spiritual Root Index.

Even if it is an immortal cultivation family like the Yan family, it is impossible for all the children of the family with spiritual roots to measure, and it is also selective.

As the son of the head of the family, Yan Batian was honored to have measured the spiritual root index with a measuring ruler when he was on the first floor of the Qi cultivation period, but it was a pity that he did not leave the value of his spiritual root index in his memory.

jumped up directly from the bed, landed firmly on the ground, and after moving his muscles and bones, Yan Batian changed into clothes, opened the door and walked out.

The sun was quietly sprinkled on his recovered sturdy body, and Yan Batian slowly stretched his waist. An intoxicated look appeared on his slightly immature face, "My life starts today!"

Following his memory, Yan Batian leisurely walked along the gravel path and slowly walked towards the backyard. Poplar trees lined the gravel path with bare branches and frost that is not easy to detect.

Turning a road, there were already several figures in the huge Yan Family Cultivation Square in front of them, who were already trying to practice all kinds of immortal family spells. The sound of shouting and spell breaking reached Yan Batian's ears, making his chest feel happy.

His gaze directly skimmed over this group of people, and landed on the petite figure in the corner of the square with a dancing sword, like a phoenix in the nine heavens.

"This little girl, she knows that she has no hope of cultivating immortals, but she is still so hard!"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a doting smile, Yan Batian put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked towards Yan Feiyan with a lazy attitude.

"Look, isn't that the half-dead young master Yan Batian who was beaten a few days ago?"

"I'm embarrassed to come out and be embarrassed, our Yan family's face is about to be lost to him!"

"Batian, Batian, domineering doesn't feel it at all, but it will be beaten every day!"

"If it weren't for a father who was the patriarch, he wouldn't even be a fart!"

"In a few years, if my father breaks through the advanced foundation building period, I can't tell who the position of patriarch is, and at that time, I think he can still be so arrogant. ”

"For our Yan family, we have provoked such a big enemy of the Xiong family, if this happens to me, I am afraid that I will be expelled from the Yan family directly, how can he be as free and loose as him, and there is no one in his eyes?"

"Ten low-grade spirit stones a month has cultivated such a disgraceful waste, the family is really generous to him!"

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Listening to these sarcastic words that were not slightly restrained because he was next to him, Yan Batian directly chose to ignore them.