Liu Zhuo looked around and decided to go to Zhongdao to take a look.

He hadn't been in for a month to check it out, and more than ten months had passed. If nothing unexpected happens, the carrot should have been ripe, and the rabbit should have had a fat butt.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhuo walked carefully to the corner of the yard where the dry firewood was piled. He hid the jar of wine in the pile of firewood, kicked his feet and entered the jar again.

When Liu Zhuo appeared on the island again, he suddenly felt a thrill.

Breathing the fresh air in the jar, he was surprised to find that the speed of his absorption of spiritual energy had increased significantly. Although the increase was only about twice, it also showed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the jar was obviously much stronger than outside.

In fact, Wufing Peak is already one of the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire Qin country. The concentration of spiritual energy on the top of the mountain is more than ten times that of ordinary places.

The spiritual energy in the jar was actually more abundant than outside, which of course made Liu Zhuo very happy. Although he didn't know why the jar was so strange, it was only this that would be of great benefit to his future practice on the island.

While analyzing, Liu Zhuo went back to the yard. Unexpectedly, the half acre of winter radishes in the vegetable garden had completely matured. The originally tender leaves had turned dark green, and the white radishes were exposed half on the surface of the land, and there were nearly a hundred in number.

Liu Zhuo had been hungry and thirsty, and walked forward happily. He pulled out a large radish with both hands. The winter radish planted in the jar was so big that it was three to four times the size of an ordinary radish.

Liu Zhuo didn't care about anything else, and wiped the wet mud on the surface of the radish with his sleeve, took a hard bite, and began to feast on it.

After eating, Liu Zhuo was even more surprised.

This radish is sweet and juicy, without the strange smell of ordinary radish at all. What surprised Liu Zhuo the most was that this radish actually contained a lot of wood spirit.

After estimates, the spiritual energy contained in this big winter radish is enough to compare with him to meditate and practice for an hour.

With such a magical discovery, Liu Zhuo simply let go of his throat and started eating.

But the radish was so big that Liu Zhuo ate three of them in a row, and his belly was already round and he could no longer eat it.

At this time, Liu Zhuo felt the movement in his dantian again with his heart. The warm current that was crawling through the insects and ants was a little stronger.

Liu Zhuo carefully guided this extremely faint stream of spiritual energy, and rushed towards the fairy orifice in the left palm.

What disappointed him a little, the spiritual energy in his body was running less than one percent of the distance in the meridians, and he could not move forward.

"At this progress, even if you eat radishes every day, it will take no time to break through the fairy orifice in your left palm." Liu Zhuo sighed.

He had to admit that talent is really important on the road to immortal cultivation.

If it were a single innate spiritual root like the Iron Pillar, it might be possible to break through the first level in less than a month by relying on the speed of absorbing spiritual energy alone.

"But I have this wine jar. After the time difference, my cultivation progress can be even with the cultivators with inferior spiritual roots." Thinking of this, Liu Zhuo was eager to eat a few more radishes immediately, and stay in the jar for the rest of his life and could not practice.

However, for him, the most urgent task is to do a good job in chopping wood in the medicinal hall so that he can take time to practice hard.

Although the time in the jar is ten times that outside, Liu Zhuo dared not rest inside for too long to avoid being suspicious.

Now Liu Zhuo checked the bird eggs under the Huo Rong Grass again. Ten months later, the Huo Rong Grass had not changed much.

However, when he opened it, Liu Zhuo frowned.

The pheasant eggs under the mud pit had rotted, and the surface of the nest of vermilion bird eggs was already black, so it was obviously impossible to hatch.

Liu Zhuo picked out the rotten bird eggs one by one and threw them aside.

In the end, there was only one intact vermilion egg left, which was the most inconspicuous among the nest of vermilion eggs, and was covered with ugly gray spots on it.

Liu Zhuo couldn't help but pick up the ruddy bird egg that was still warm on the surface and looked at it carefully.

"I didn't expect that the most inconspicuous and unrespectable one would survive to the end."

Liu Zhuo's eyes were a little dazed, and in a daze, he couldn't help but think of himself.

Because of qualifications, Liu Zhuo felt like this inconspicuous vermilion egg.

No one dares to make a decision. Who will be the one who laughs the last time?

Thinking of this, Liu Zhuo couldn't help but smile and put the vermilion egg back into the Huorong grass nest, and carefully covered it up, and then he let out a turbid breath as if he was relieved.

Then Liu Zhuo showed a firm look on his face, and then walked towards the wellhead and left the island of Zhongdao.

After returning outside, Liu Zhuo looked around vigilantly, put away the jar, and returned to the place where he chopped firewood.

At this time, Ding Yi had already come back, sitting on the ground with a bitter face and sighing.

Liu Zhuo went up and said hello casually, then picked up the axe and meticulously chopped off the firewood.

Ding Yi glanced at Liu Zhuo with a strange look and said bitterly: "What else can you cut down? Anyway, it can't be done. At worst, you can eat tree bark and eat wild fruits every day, just don't go back to sleep."

Hearing this, Liu Zhuo stopped talking, but just stopped and shook his head slightly, and then continued to work hard.

"Hmph, why are you pretending?" Ding Yi suddenly became sour when he saw Liu Zhuo's appearance of chopping firewood very hard.

Originally, Ding Yi saw that Liu Zhuo was shorter than him, and subconsciously labeled Liu Zhuo as a person of his kind. Now, seeing people who were similar to him working hard and looking vigorous, he couldn't help but vomit sour water.

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he did not comment and continued to work hard.

Because he had just eaten a few big radish full of wood-like spiritual energy, his hunger and thirst had long disappeared, and even his original fatigue was wiped out. He was just thinking in his heart.

This is how people are. When they see people who are much better than themselves, they naturally feel it is natural to take it for granted. But when people around them who are just as ordinary as him are on the road to success, they will no longer feel jealous.

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In this way, Liu Zhuo gritted his teeth and persevered, constantly wielding the axe, and he chopped out one piece of dry firewood after another, from day to night.

The herb collection hall gradually became quiet under the night sky.

Liu Zhuo was already sweating profusely and exhausted at this moment, but there was a lot of firewood piled up beside him, which looked like two or three hundred kilograms.

But Ding Yi lies down under the courtyard wall next to him from noon to night and sleeps soundly.

Liu Zhuo stopped at this moment and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead. He was about to find a place where no one was around and went into the jar to eat a few big radish to satisfy his hunger and quench his thirst. When he looked up inadvertently, he saw a blue figure walking towards him in the distance.
Chapter completed!