National Farm: Start with an airdrop

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[Category: Resources (Advanced Lingmi)]

【Quality: S+】

[attribute: spirit]

【Weight: 1kg/bundle】

[Description: Spirit rice contains a large amount of pure spiritual energy, and long-term consumption has great benefits for the human body. 】

High-grade Lingmi is no different from Lingmi except for its high quality.

Yang Luo glanced at the warehouse. Including the bunch in his hand, there are a total of 100 bunches.

"I didn't expect that it wasn't much, it was 100 kilograms."

Yang Luo did not expect this.

He also thought that such advanced things must be in small quantities.

"The quantity is ten times that of Lingmi, and I don't know what the ratio of the two is for the same kilogram!"

Yang Luo was going to ask No. 85 this question today, but after thinking about it, he still didn't ask.

After all, he had already shocked No. 85 enough today.

And things like high-level spiritual sources can be seen as rare at a glance.

If it wasn't for Death God and Brother Xing providing the head, he wouldn't know there is such a thing as a high-level spiritual source!
According to Yang Luo's guess, even if this high-level spiritual source is not 100 times that of an ordinary spiritual source, there should be 5 times and 10 times.

Calculated according to this ratio, the 100 kilograms in his hand is equivalent to 2000 billion.

Yang Luo gasped and thought, as long as he holds high-grade hard currency in his hands, the money will come quickly.

Soon he calmed down.

After all, it won't be long before he can earn hundreds of billions a day by relying on ordinary spiritual sources.

It's better to keep a low profile, he still understands the reason of not revealing money.

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In the bedroom of the villa!
Yang Luo sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes tightly.

At this time, all his attention was placed in the soul sea.

As the soul threads were condensed one by one, Yang Luo gradually felt a little hard.

"What's going on, I still have a lot of spirit left, which is supposed to be enough to condense 1 soul silks!"

"Why do I feel so hard right now?"

Yang Luo was very puzzled, and felt a little anxious at this moment.

If you use a metaphor for the process of soul silk condensing.

Before the number of soul silk is 9900, it is as simple as walking on the Tongkang Avenue;
And the last 100 are like walking on a rugged mountain road full of thorns.

And it's still an uphill road. As the number gets closer to 1, this section of the road becomes more difficult to walk.

"Could it be that this is just like the novel said, it is a limitation of qualifications, potential, bottlenecks?"

In his previous life, whether in novels or in reality, he knew how important a person's talent was.

For those geniuses in the novel, one day of practice is worth several years, even tens of hundreds of years.

As for the reality, such examples are also very common.

Yang Luo often heard that there are some guys who are good at eating, drinking and having fun, but their grades are surprisingly good.

Some, no matter how hard they try, are just not as good as those people.

Yang Luo felt that although he was not a rare genius, he was certainly not an ordinary talent.

"I don't believe it anymore. A broken soul refining formula is not a peerless treasure. How could it be impossible to practice it?"

Yang Luo felt ruthless in his heart, and began to concentrate with all his strength.

Besides, he is only the seventh level now, and it is so difficult to enter the eighth level.

After that, the ninth level must be as difficult as climbing the sky?
Yang Luo didn't believe it, he thought it should be the reason why he cultivated too fast.

Thinking about it, he has only entered this world for less than two months, which is indeed quite fast.

"Those geniuses can't compare to me!"

"In less than two months, I have cultivated the Soul Refining Art to nearly the eighth stage."

For a moment, Yang Luo only felt extremely confident.

Even with that, he felt that condensing the soul silk would become a lot easier.

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night.

After Yang Luo finished resting, he was ready to push the Soul Refining Art to the eighth level with all his strength.

At this time, after an afternoon of hard work, he has 9999 soul silks in his soul sea.

Now it's just short of the last one to enter the eighth stage.

But in the afternoon, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't condense the last soul thread.

Now, he decided to complete the last step.

And he had a strong premonition that it would definitely happen tonight.

"Hu~~"

Yang Luo didn't think about it anymore, and began to condense the last soul thread with all his strength.

In the magnificent sea of ​​souls, endless spiritual energy set off a storm.

With a strong will control, those mental energy is being compressed crazily.

But those spirits are like naughty children, they are not obedient, they are desperately resisting that will.

"Give it to me!"

As Yang Luo increased his control, those spiritual energies gradually moved closer together.

And slowly it has a little soul silk look.

But compared to the other soul threads in Soul Sea, this one is too thick.

It's like the difference between a strand of hair and a steel bar.

What Yang Luo has to do now is to compress it with all his strength until it is as thick as the surrounding soul silks and he will succeed.

Time passed slowly, and the last soul thread of Yang Luo's soul sea was also slowly thinning.

I believe it won't be long before this soul silk will transform.

At that time, it will be the time for Yang Luo's Soul Refining Art to break through.

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