Chương 337: Chapter 52: Thirty Years of Cultivation in the Small World, Stele Projection Reappears_2

Even with the ginseng fruit from the Eternal Taoist Temple, there is still a large amount of medicinal power that his Qi Sea has not absorbed.

Not to mention the immortal medicine?

After returning to the wooden house he had built, Zhao Huai glanced around and saw no trace of Ao Jiu, who must have gone somewhere unknown.

Ignoring him, Zhao Huai sat cross-legged on the bamboo mat and began his daily cultivation.

His consciousness immersed in his mind, he basically forgot about time and space.

He could only feel the magic power continuously rushing through his meridians, and as the Circulation of Qi increased, the spiritual power absorbed by the Golden Core increased, and his cultivation gradually rose.

This process was basically no different from losing consciousness.

He couldn't feel the passage of time at all.

Time flowed like silent dead water, unnoticed as it passed.

The surrounding plants grew taller and taller with time, and the mature panacea sprouted new green shoots.