Jiang Yu's mind moved, does this last thunderstorm still have the effect of condensing divine sense?

Taking advantage of the fact that the thunder had not dispersed, Jiang Yu loosened a little of the tight divine sense surrounded by spiritual power.

Wealth and danger are sought!

He let go of a hole, and if he tempered it again, it might be beneficial to his cultivation in the future!

If Yun Ci knew that he was thinking like this, I am afraid that he would also persuade him to make good use of this thunder to slowly cross the catastrophe. After all, it's rare to take the thunder to temper it, and it's hard to come by!

Thunder is only found in the sky, how many times can I smell it in the world!

After Jiang Yu's tragedy was successfully over, he found that Yun Ci and Qin Xue were fighting with a few little demons.

The Western Continent is a holy land for the demon race, which does not mean that there are no demon clans in the Eastern Continent. Just like there are Terrans in the Western Continent. There are mountains and rivers in the Eastern Continent, why can't local demons be produced!

But the monk who ran out of the mountains to pick up the leak and cross the catastrophe at the risk of being hunted by the cultivators is afraid that he is not a descendant of the big demon. Like Sanxiu, it is about a scattered demon.

Poor people, no one taught you monks that there must be Dharma protectors to cross the tribulation?

However, instinct is also good. No, the short period of weakness after Jiang Yu's crossing has passed, and the spiritual power that was exhausted during the crossing has been replenished. The demon beasts that were not crippled fled when they heard the news.

Knowing the micro realm! Can't beat it, can't beat it!

The wind is tight!

Don't you retreat and wait to die?

Yun Ci didn't chase after the dead hand. cleaned up the bodies of several demon beasts lying on the ground, and prepared to exchange money for money in the exchange tomorrow.

Naturally, it was divided equally with Qin Xue, so Senior Brother Jiang should not join in the fun. The senior brother who knows the micro realm has become more powerful, so don't rob the two of us of these small money.

Yun Ci had the heart to let Qin Xue take it for trading, but he was afraid that the other party would be sensitive, and felt that Yun Ci was sympathizing with Qin Xue.

It took about an hour to cross the race, and it was still before dawn. The three of them stepped back to the Yun family in Yunlu City in the night.

How do you say that sentence, come to catch the moon with the stars.

Voles on the wasteland: My dear mother, I'm scared to death! Fortunately, I ran fast in Lao Tian! The hole in the ground is deep enough! Otherwise, I will become a scorch rat!

The wasteland of the Yun family went through this thunderstorm, and crops were born in the second year. The seeds were laid out on the wasteland when the land next door was harvested.

Nearby villagers: Overnight, the wasteland became like a village grain drying field. The furniture for farming was put up, and the land was pressed by the province. Anyway, the main family hasn't been taken care of for a long time.

It turns out: Thunder Tribulation is a good thing. The upper can improve the soil, and the lower can break through the realm of cultivation.

Jiang Yu, who returned to the Yun family, finally began to continue practicing every night, and he had just broken the mirror, so he naturally had to work hard to cultivate so that he could have more spiritual power to improve the overall strength of the three of them.

The next day, Yun got up early in the morning, and he didn't need anyone to serve him, so he cleaned himself up.

After eating, Yun Ci took Qin Xue, Yun Zhi and Tang Suwan to the monk exchange. Yun Ci and Qin Xue first sold all the demon beasts in the Qiankun bag. Yun Ci took the cost of testing the spiritual root from the money he obtained.

"Yun Ci, what is the spirit stone, can you show me?" Yun Zhi and Tang Suwan looked at the monk exchange with curiosity on their faces.

The Monk's Exchange here is similar to the service organization in Huaguo, with different counters selling different items. Behind each counter, there are people waiting to greet you.

Yun Zhi was very suspicious that the ancestors of Huaguo had also been here. Otherwise, why is it so similar to the Chinese style!

Yun Ci naturally would not be stingy with a spirit stone, so he took two spirit stones and handed them to Yun Zhi and his wife.

Yun Zhen groped for the inconspicuous spirit stones, each one about the thickness of a finger. The tentacles are smooth, like ordinary gemstones. But it's more appealing than ordinary gemstones.

In the center of the transparent spirit stone was a wisp of white spiritual power condensed into a substance.

This is still a low-grade spirit stone. I don't know what the legendary middle grade and high-grade spirit stone look like. Yun Zhi thought about returning the spirit stone to Yun Ci.

"Dad is polite, you can keep it. Yun Ci smiled and refused.

Then he took the two to the testing room.

The inspector couldn't help but look Yun Zhi and Tang Suwan up and down. I've seen a teenager tested, but I've never seen someone at such an old age to be tested.

Are you panicked about burning too many spirit stones?

Even if you have a spiritual root, can you keep up with the initial cultivation that has just started now?

Not to mention, after this test, there is no spiritual root, and you have to buy forget-me-your-forget grass to erase this memory.

Of course, the inspector will not refuse the circulation of spirit stones from the monk's exchange. Whatever the guest wants, let's just do it. But what needs to be said is still to be said.

"If you don't have a spiritual root, please buy the Forgetfulness Grass at the counter at the door to erase your memory. ”

Yun Ci frowned, she hadn't heard of this. Forgetfulness grass combined with spells can indeed erase some memories.

Why just erase memories?

Yun Ci thought about it and seemed to understand. If everyone came to measure the spiritual root, would so many people be able to afford the spirit stone? If they don't erase their memory, the person who knows about the monk will pass on the word and wear a thousand more, and they still want to live a peaceful life! Do they still want to practice hard!

Day by day, I have received the Soul Root.

"Well, I know! How many spirit stones are in the Forget-Worry Grass?" Yun Ci asked casually.

The middle-aged man who was testing said with a marked smile: "Forget the worry grass and have one hundred spirit stones." ”

Yun Ci secretly prayed that both of them could have spiritual roots.

So Yun Ci asked Yun Zhi and Tang Suwan to start measuring the spiritual root in front of the middle-aged man according to his instructions.

Yun Zhen put his hands on the round spirit stone, which shimmered with golden light.

The middle-aged inspector nodded appreciatively: "Jin Linggen! ”

It's just that it's too late to delay until this time to start cultivating!

Yun Zhi was overjoyed when he heard this, and he looked at Tang Suwan happily and began to measure the spiritual root.

Tang Suwan learned from Yun Zhen's appearance and covered his hands to measure. Yun Zhi was still thinking that he was a golden spirit root, and the five elements were mutually reinforcing. What kind of spiritual root is Suwan? Will it restrain him?

It's a pity that after waiting for a long time, the spirit stone didn't light up.

"I'm sorry, Madame doesn't have a spiritual root. The middle-aged man looked regretful.

"Given that your family is a monk, you just need to erase the memory of the grounds of our monk's exchange. ”

Yun Ci and Tang Suwan both nodded.

Yun Zhi was a little sad, what was the point of him practicing alone! What was the point of him living longer than Su Bang!

Tang Suwan seemed to know his thoughts, turned around and shook his head at him, holding his hand.

Don't give up because of me.

Maybe you'll find your way back after the practice.

There were the rest of our family there!

Yun Zhi watched Tang Suwan drink the tea made from the Forgotten Worries Grass, and watched the monk in charge of selling the Forgotten Worries Grass cast a spell on Tang Suwan.

The rules are like this, and he doesn't want to do anything.

Yun Zhen is now worried about whether this spell will erase other memories.

"Excuse me, will this spell erase her other memories?"