Chapter 857: Looking for Fu Xi (2)

Fu Xijing stood for a while, and then he heard a hissing sound, and then he shivered violently, and he felt that the incomparably pure aura was coming out of the tube, rising along his legs, taking a deep breath, and singing so comfortably that he was singing in the depths of his soul.

"Heavenly Dao!" Fu Xi couldn't help but scream.

"Haha!" Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo clapped and laughed outside the formation.

"Can I get out? Or do you have to stand inside? Why don't you turn off the aura first? Fu Xi bent one leg, and suddenly didn't know whether to go out or go in.

"If you want to come out, just come out." Lu Xiaoman beckoned outside.

Fu Xi immediately went out with one foot, stood outside and was stunned for a moment, looked back, and couldn't help but be amazed.

"The aura is all in this array? Won't it be leaked? Amazing! Wait a minute, am I the last one to know? ”

"Well, the entire Danfeng range, Senior Brother is the first to know, the other three peaks have all known, and the formation masters of the formation peak have been staying up late for many days in advance to carve the array disk."

“…… The whole Danfeng, ah......" Fu Xi crossed his hands on his hips, and naturally understood why this was in his heart, shook his head, took a deep breath, and exhaled again.

"Senior brother, this is given to you by Zhengyi Zhenjun, saying that it is the share of the children of the family."

At this time, Xi Mo took out a pseudo-ring from the secret pocket on his body and handed it to Fu Xi, Fu Xi thought it was a ring when he saw it, and only when he received it in his hand did he feel different.

"Hey, isn't this a ring?"

"This is a pseudo-ring, made with the technology of making a storage bag, and it is cheaper than the kind of ring that is used for refining products."

"Yes, Simer, your reputation as a master is well deserved! Chengbi Zhenjun teaches well! Fu Xi, like everyone else, suddenly thought about it, thinking that it was the credit of Chengbi Zhenjun.

Xi Mo smiled, and was about to say a few words modestly, when suddenly the walkie-talkie on his body was hot, and he hurriedly went to the side to talk, and Lu Xiaoman laughed sullenly on the side.

"It's definitely business again, we have received countless communications along the way to buy fake rings, and at least one order is twenty."

"This shows that everyone knows the goods."

Fu Xi laughed quietly, for fear of disturbing Xi Mo, who was talking with his divine sense, and then he himself took a look at the pseudo-ring in his hand, and withdrew in surprise.

"So many bottles in there?"

"Well, Zhengyi Zhenjun divided it like this, he said that it was an example of the children of the family, so I brought it here."

"You just said how much does a bottle weigh?"

"Two hundred catties of liquefied aura."

"Liquefaction? Pure liquid? How long does one bottle last for a foundation monk? ”

"Then I don't know, everyone's spiritual roots and cultivation are different, the amount of spiritual energy is different, Feiyang Zhenjun needs sixteen bottles at a time to feel a heavier spiritual pressure on the skin, we generally give him the dosage of twenty bottles at a time, if we build a foundation for sword cultivation, one bottle is not enough for ten people, our sword cultivation is only used to rest after exhaustion, and the amount of your daily cultivation is probably larger."

"By the way, I heard that Feiyang Zhenjun is in retreat this time, this is the end of the retreat? How's it going? Shouldn't it be good, right? Fu Xi pointed to the aura bottle and smiled happily, "You used this for him, right?" ”

"Well, Feiyang Zhenjun's internal bleeding has stopped, he looks much younger now, the roots of his black hair have grown, and his scalp is now gray."

"So, does it mean that our Heaven Seeking Sect's Yuanzhong Sword Cultivator Feiyang True Monarch is going to be active again again?"

"Well, so to speak." Lu Xiaoman put his hands behind his back and stood on tiptoe proudly, "The big signboard of our Heavenly Sect is still standing. ”