The higher the grade and greater the value of the spirit stones, the higher the gap between each grade, and the higher the grade, the greater the gap. The higher the grade, the purer the spiritual energy inside it will be, and the easier it will be to be absorbed and refined. Even the legendary first-grade spirit stones, even without any impurities at all, can be directly absorbed and converted into cultivation.

Among ordinary cultivators, whether they practice or trade, the spirit stones used are seventh-grade spirit stones, while sixth-grade spirit stones are very rare, which is equivalent to a big banknote. Five-grade and fourth-grade spirit stones are secretly treasured and used to break through the cultivation level. The spirit stones above the fourth-grade, second-grade and third-grade spirit stones basically exceed the consciousness of the spirit stones themselves and can be compared with heavenly and earthly treasures.

This kind of thing is almost never circulated on the market, and first-grade spirit stones are even more legendary. These spirit stones are derived from the spirit stone ore veins over endless time. They are all spirit stones with no attributes and can be used by all monks.

There is also a kind of attribute spirit stone that contains various attributes among them. It is an excellent weapon refining material, and even a shortcut for some people who practice pure attribute skills to improve their cultivation.

Looking at the pile of spiritual stones like a hill in the storage ring given to him by the Faceless Man, even with Ye Yuan's heart, he couldn't help but tremble with his fingers. The value of the spirit stones here is definitely comparable to the entire wealth of some masters. According to Ye Yuan's estimate during this period, even a cultivator in the Golden Pill stage may not be able to take out so many spiritual stones at once.

With a thought, he took out a pile of eight-grade spirit stones, opened his mouth and swallowed them. In the small space opened by the liver, the part of the Nether Spirit Spirit Divine Tree, tens of thousands of spirit stones appeared out of thin air in this small space. The roots of the Nether Spirit Divine Tree, which far exceeds its branches, danced independently. Each of the smallest roots forked was bound by a spirit stone, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, turning into nutrients of the Nether Spirit Divine Tree, and constantly strengthening its original body.

Seeing the growth of this Nether Spirit Divine Tree, Ye Yuan felt frightened. During this period, the spirit stone consumed by this Nether Spirit Divine Tree was an astronomical number for Ye Yuan. Even so, it cannot guarantee that there is a spirit stone on all its roots to attack and absorb it. And this Nether Spirit Divine Tree is just a young plant

The spirit stones that have been devoured over this period have only grown less than an inch in height. If it is allowed to grow independently and absorb the free energy and spiritual energy of heaven and earth between heaven and earth, it may be an astronomical number. It is impossible to calculate how many years later. This dark spirit divine tree can grow to a mature state.

Looking at this dark spirit divine tree, Ye Yuan felt that he had felt that there were a lot of spirit stones just now. If he could use all his strength to provide the growth of this dark spirit divine tree, he would probably have been completely consumed in the last year at most.

A stream of obsession with spirit stones instantly filled Ye Yuan's heart. When he thought of the path that had been deduced obscurely, Ye Yuan felt a sense of fear. Is the general direction of deduced really feasible?

After slowly throwing these things out of his head, Ye Yuan forced himself to stop thinking about it.

The old man had been rescued by a plan. Last time in the death row, Ye Yuan did not dare to explore too many things. He just saw that the old man was safe and retreated. As for the old man who was faceless, he collided with an official from Daqin, he was thrown into the death row for some reason. This statement is difficult for Ye Yuan to believe. Ye Yuan wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask the old man at this moment.

After seeing the mystery of the death row, Ye Yuan lost his plan to wake up the old man now. Let the old man enjoy the golden nanmu coffin prepared by the Faceless Man for him. The broken coffin only has a lot of spirit stones.

Ye Yuan knew very well about the situation in the old man's body. As long as he used a little more power in the gas and affected the balance between the power in his body and the dead and silent aura, he would undoubtedly die. After being tortured by the unsilent aura for so many years, his body and soul would probably be annihilated at the same time, and then he would be completely dead.

Now, it is best to let the old man fall into this state of death. The soul falls into a deep sleep, and the acquired soul and body will fall into a state of dead silence, which is the safest way.

Of course, the most important thing is to be afraid of the death cell. The faceless man unconsciously emphasized one thing several times that the prisoner who entered the death cell could not leave alive. If he knew that the old man had not died completely, he would probably not care about Ye Yuan's kindness to restore his face and turn his back directly. Even those forces in the death cell that did not show up at all, Ye Yuan would not want to touch them.

I don’t know, everyone can pretend to be confused, but if I know, there will inevitably be conflicts.

The faceless man who left Longmen Inn returned to the death penalty. As soon as he entered the death penalty, a figure appeared in front of him. The black-robed figure sounded calmly, full of this rust smell: "Facial man, have you forgotten the rules in the death penalty?"

The faceless man remained unchanged and said, "The rules of death row are not allowed to leave the death row, and I have not forgotten."

The man in black robe was silent for a moment, unable to hear the joy and anger, and said, "How do you make sure that the other party is dead and his soul is also destroyed?"

The faceless man's voice suddenly became firm: "The magic formula is not bad at all, his soul has been destroyed, and his body is rotten and merged into one by the endless dead air. The magic formula will not go wrong."

Hearing this sentence, the man in black seemed to think of something, sighed and muttered to himself: "Since that's the case, there should be no mistake...I understand..."

The man in black robe slowly sank into the darkness and disappeared. The faceless man raised his head and showed a sallow face. He murmured to himself: "I have tried my best to investigate, but the other party is indeed dead. Then, the other party is dead, really dead..."

After passing through the path of the death row, the faceless man appeared on a square, but it was not the hall that Ye Yuan had entered before. The square was filled with figures of people without any anger. Everyone was wearing black robes and covered with thick dust. It was obvious that these people had been sitting here for countless years.

The faceless man walked to the side and sat down under an empty seat. The figure around him had no reaction at all. He closed the six consciousnesses and had no reaction at all to everything outside.

Another month has passed, and the auditions for doctors' competition have begun. No quotas recommended by major forces have to participate in this preliminary round, only participate in the final, and Ye Yuan naturally does not need to participate in this preliminary round.

Ying Tiancong never appeared again, and Ye Yuan never appeared in the imperial city. But every few days, Ying Tiancong, the master who was perfectly trained with smiles, always sends a bunch of spirit stones to make Ye Yuan have fun. He mentioned it in a vague way that the dying emperor seemed to be in a bad state. Ying Tiancong has been staying in the palace all the time.

Ye Yuan was not interested in the Emperor of Qin whether he died. If he was interested, Ye Yuan would only attack a bold and arrogant guy who actually entered the imperial city, and seriously injured the emperor, and even killed the first-ranked prince of Qin. The people who died before were probably not just these two people, but there would probably be many people who died, not as simple as imagined.

The doctors' competition was held on the fifth floor of Xianyang City. This month, the old man was still lying in the golden nanmu coffin and sleeping in Ye Yuan's storage ring. Changsun Wuji had only two things every day, practice "sword" and cultivate the power to restore his soul.

Ye Yuan unsealed a seal in his dantian every seven days, releasing those huge vitality. However, the vitality required to advance to the True Yuan stage far exceeds Ye Yuan's speculation and estimate. After unsealing the four seals of life, the quality of the 1,296 wisps of innate life's true qi has been increased several times, but there is no new wisp, and there is no sign of breaking into the True Yuan stage.

The ghost hand monster doctor seemed to disappear, as if Xianyang City was very taboo. Not only did he not appear, but even the letter never appeared again, everything seemed to have calmed down.

Ye Yuan knew that this was just thinking about how to move the next step when playing chess. A slight pause does not mean that the game will not continue.

He took Changsun Wuji to walk on the fifth floor street. There were people coming and going on the streets. There were so many bustling crowds than before. There were even several times more monks. Hiding in the dark corners, Ye Yuan could even sense the dense crowds of people to build a large net to cover all the streets with monks, and monitor all monks on the streets with a different market than the spy of spiritual sense.

There are even some vendors who set up stalls, who can't see any difference from their appearance and atmosphere, but they have exactly the same places as those in the dark.

The battle between doctors is different from the battle between monks, but it also looks tense. However, most monks don’t care about this situation at all, because in the preliminary competition, the most important rules of the competition besides the most basic and exquisite answers is healing.

A doctor who cannot treat patients cannot be considered a doctor, so during this period, all the injured people who come to Xianyang City, as long as it is a little difficult, will be recommended to the competition place by the clinic. If you cannot treat the same patient, I can treat it. Then, in one aspect of the patient's performance, I am strong. Although the rules are not perfect, the result determines everything.
Chapter completed!