Yu Guihai looked up at the stars and stars, and there were no constellations without the Big Dipper.

This is no longer the hometown of the earth.
He shook his head and left a trace of melancholy in his heart.
"It’s more wonderful here, isn’t it?"
He murmured a word and meditated and pranayama.
When midnight came, the fire had already gone out and turned cold, and it was dark around.
Yu Guihai suddenly opened his eyes. The upgrade point of the interface has been refreshed.
He stretched out his hand and pulled out a jade box, and suddenly there was a strange light fragrance.
Yu Guihai took a deep breath, and a strong wind gently rolled up and sucked this fragrant part into his mouth and nose without spilling out.
If the smell of Lingcao is leaked, it is hard to attract any ghosts and gods.
Lying quietly in the jade box is the wick ghost grass.
This grass is still the same as before. It is ivory with seven slender white leaves. Seven leaves hold a white thin stem and a pale flame is lit at the top of it.
The small root of the rush clings tightly to the lantern paper depicting the cultivation circle to outline a ghost face.
However, if you look closely, you can find that two of the seven leaves have become slightly transparent.
This is the symbol of the success of the cultivation of Pennisetum.
At this time, the wick ghost grass is no longer the wick ghost grass, but the small (blood) grass!
These two leaves have been transformed into grass leaves with low drug power (blood sugar), which can be directly picked immediately.
Yu Guihai immediately reached out and pinched a leaf plug into his mouth without delay.
"Squeak ~ ~ ~"
Seems to feel the pain root intertwined face suddenly let out a piercing scream.
Yu Guihai stared blankly for a moment and directly lifted the lid of the jade box to block the scream in the jade box.
Chapter 17 Practice.
The entrance of the slender blade is cold, and when it comes into contact with saliva, it quickly turns into a cool line and flows into the abdomen.
A refreshing breath spread quickly.
Yu Guihai feels like a big jar of chilled sour plum soup in one breath in summer.
The whole person is refreshed, even the forehead is chilling!
"Upgrade the Xuanyin concept of God!" Yu Guihai closed his eyes and meditated in his heart.
Crash one!
The number of cultivation pictures and feelings of cultivation experience suddenly surged into my mind, overlapping and interweaving in my mind to form a chaotic information flow.
Yu Guihai’s thinking turns rapidly and keeps turning these things into his own.
Soon all the confidence was absorbed by him.
Rumble ~ ~ ~