qinshuang's ability to know the sea spread out, and soon enveloped the whole town demon tower space. Then eyebrows pick, in the town of the edge of the demon tower to find the corn. As soon as he was in shape, he came to the corn.

"What a big cornfield!"

Qin Shuang has forgotten the corn since he planted it. It's not the past few years in the outside world, but it's hundreds of years in the Zhenyao tower. For hundreds of years, these corns have been maturing, falling on the ground, germinating and growing. Qin Shuang probably used the power to know the sea to sweep, there are tens of thousands of corn. Every corn is the size of a mace. But because no one took care of the corn, it grew very disorderly. There is no way to do this. If it's just a few hundred Qiongjiang corn, qinshuang can take time to take care of it, or let Fengming and Fengyan take care of it. But if Qin Shuang takes care of so much corn, there is no need to practice. Even Qin Shuang seldom takes care of the precious herbs in the medicine garden.

"But when the corn is ripe, it must be harvested! Otherwise, when they fall to the ground, most of them will rot and die, and only a few will become seeds and take root. "

Qin Shuang flies into the air and imagines the white tiger. The power of knowing the sea gushes out from the center of the eyebrows and turns into a white tiger. These white tigers are not big, that is, the size of ordinary white tigers. After being visualized, they run towards the corn, break off the corn as big as a mace with two tiger claws, then pick it up with a tiger's mouth, and then run to an open space outside the corn field to put down the corn And then run to the corn field.

More and more white tigers have been visualized. In the end, hundreds of white tigers have been running back and forth in the corn field. Even so, it took a day to harvest all the corn.

Qin Shuang takes the white tiger back to the sea, then reaches out a hand and grabs it toward the corn field. A big hand was formed in the air, and a force of suction came from the big hand. The corn stalks on the ground rose one after another, and were kneaded into vermicelli by the big hand in the air. They fell back to the corn field and became fertilizer. Body shape swept over the corn field, ten fingers even bullet, the ground will appear a small pit. They are arranged in order with equal spacing. As soon as he grasps the corn in the open space, a stick of corn flies to Qin Shuang. Holding the corn, his spirit vibrates slightly.

"Bang!"

The size of the mace like corn is like fireworks like deep fried, a grain of corn fell off from the corn cob, Qin Shuang big sleeve a wave, a grain of corn will accurately fall on the ground in a small pit. Then he grabbed a corn in the air and planted it again. In less than an hour, Qin Shuang planted a thousand mu of corn. As soon as the big sleeve was raised, the soil covered the corn.

After all this, Qin Shuang's figure fell on the open space next to the mountain like corn. He reached for a corn and held it in his arms. He opened his mouth and chewed it carefully.

"Well?"

Qinshuang's eyebrows raised, and she felt that the corn in her arms was different from the corn in the archaic space. Feel aura more pure and rich, almost reached a critical point of qualitative change.

After a little thought, he looked up at the sky and felt the aura in the demon tower, which was 20 times of the outside world. You know, the aura concentration of the demon world is no less than that of the archaic space. The aura concentration in the demon tower is 20 times that of the outside world. How strong is this?

Moreover, Qin Shuang can also feel that the Reiki concentration in the Zhenyao tower is still growing, although it is very slow, it is still growing.

Qin Shuang's careful perception shows that the Ghost Tower no longer absorbs aura from the outside world, which means that the concentration of aura in the ghost tower has reached saturation.

So why is it still growing very slowly?

Qin Shuang can't help but look at the gray stone in the sky. The gray stone is now covered in the gray gas. Beyond the gray gas, it is crystal clear as jade gas. Beyond the crystal clear as jade gas, it is colorful and magnificent gas. Beyond the magnificent gas, it is white fog Aura. The magnificent gas is transformed into white fog like gas, and the white fog like gas is dispersed towards the Zhenyao tower. Although the emission has become extremely slow, it is this extremely slow state that makes Zhenyao tower slowly increase the concentration of aura.

"If you upgrade like this, will the aura in the demon tower become xianyuanli?"

Qin Shuang was not very happy, but worried. If she really becomes xianyuanli, she will not be able to enter the demon tower. Xianyuanli will burst her body.

Looking at the mysterious egg floating in the air, it's already spinning close to the edge of xianyuanli. If it's getting closer, it's absorbing xianyuanli.

"What kind of egg is this? Can you absorb such a strong aura? "

If you know where the mysterious egg is, it's the deepest part of the magnificent gas. I'm afraid the aura concentration there is hundreds of times higher than that of Zhenyao tower?Looking at the shape of the egg, I still want to enter into xianyuanli and absorb xianyuanli, which makes qinshuang very curious about the egg.

Taking her eyes back from the mysterious egg, she looked at the pile of Qiongjiang corn in front of her. She didn't know whether the aura in the Zhenyao tower would change qualitatively and become xianyuanli, but she knew that the Qiongjiang corn would change qualitatively. It was just a matter of time.

Let Fengming refine a few storage boxes, put up the corn and move it into his treasure house. Qin Shuang came to the alchemy room on the southern volcano, and began to use the collected corpses and insects to make pills.

Corpse pill, jade liquid, all kinds of herbs from archaic space and boundless desert, and weak water grass. One by one, Qin Shuang began to make pills.

Three pattern red dragon pill, three pattern sharp gold pill, three pattern green wood pill, weak water pill. Finally, he refined several heats of Sanshui pills from the inner pill of the corpse king.

"These insects are worthy of being born on the body of the demon saint. They grow up eating the demon saint. The inner elixir is too pure."

Qin Shuang didn't refine all the corpses and insects into pills. At the beginning of the robbery, there were too many insects to eat. After putting away the refined pills, Qin Shuang began to practice behind closed doors. This time, the direction of cultivation was all about the Dharma and Taoism of various attributes, not the martial arts.

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