The sound of horses' hooves slowed down, and the convoy entered the Moon Worship City and stopped at the door of the grain store.

"Are we really going to separate here?"

As early as two days ago, when she first hit the road, Fu Qingyu said that she would act alone after arriving in Moon Worship City. But when it was really time to separate, Lan'er couldn't help but ask again.

"Hmm. What I'm going to do next...... Not necessarily safe. "If you want to find your son, you have to find out the murderer of the Fu clan. Fu Qingyu didn't have a clear idea, and asked herself if she had the energy to take care of one more person.

But Lan'er's trajectory has deviated from the plot of the novel, which is the butterfly effect of her rebirth. Fu Qingyu vaguely remembered that although Luo Lan'er in "Peerless Sword Venerable" worshiped the Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, she used a spear, not a sword cultivation. After killing the spirit trick with a flaming spear and becoming famous in Dongzhou, there were two Venerables who were famous for their marksmanship and sighed that if it weren't for the wrong sect, her strength would be more than that.

Recalling the sects of the two Venerables, Fu Qingyu spoke: "Eight hundred miles west of Lingyue Palace, there is a sect called Qingtian, which is famous for its marksmanship and has a clean and upright style. Three hundred miles to the south, at the foot of Chiyun Mountain, Chiyun Gate, although there are few disciples, there are two Hedao Venerables sitting in the town, the disciples are united, the teachers are loving, and the disciples are accepted regardless of family background. ”

Lan'er reacted, a little surprised, "Can I worship the sect?" ”

"You can." Fu Qingyu said firmly.

"Have confidence in yourself, you have good qualifications, except for these two, the rest can also understand a thing or two, Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, Qingyun Sect, and Xuantian Sect are all top sects in Dongzhou."

"I see." Lan'er nodded seriously, keeping in mind the two sects recommended by Fu Qingyu. The next stop of this convoy of grain was to go west, "Then I will go west with the convoy and will not stop here." Qingyu, don't leave it at that. ”

Stuffed the last two spirit grasses in his arms to Lan'er, and after separating, Fu Qingyu found a secluded corner, took off her hat, took off her robe, and dusted off her body.

Stepping into the street again, like many young friars, he walked from shop to shop and stall. In the middle of the day, it cost ten spirit stones to buy three medicinal materials for refining the spirit pill and an inferior small pill furnace.

Walking out of the last shop at the end of the street, she had changed her dress. The original skirt changed to a cyan robe, and the double bun on the top of the head was changed to a bun, and the end was a little Dantong.

"A lower room." took out the last spirit stone on his body, and Fu Qingyu took the room card.

The pocket was empty, and his expression was still calm.

She can earn more back than she spends it.

The lower room of this inn is located next to the stable in the backyard, and most of the people who live there are mortals who have not cultivated, Fu Qingyu closed the door and made a trick on it to hide the smell and sound, which is enough to hide from the mortals and the monks of the Xuanzhao and Kaiguang Realm.

The previous coarse cloth was used by her as a baggage, and when she untied it, she revealed the small Dan furnace wrapped inside, which contained the same medicinal herbs as the furnace.

Fu Qingyu didn't rush to concoct medicinal materials, but sat in front of the Dan furnace first and looked at it carefully.

The first thing a Dan Master should do before starting alchemy is to control her Dan furnace.

The size of this Dan furnace casserole is smaller than the Dan furnace she once built for Yu'er to play, and the feet are still a little broken, and it is not very stable on the table.

However, these deficiencies are insignificant in the face of low prices.

It's a Dan furnace, and it's much stronger than the stone pot!

The Yunling Pill, which is suitable for taking in the stage of refining and refining qi, is the first elixir that every alchemist learns to refine, and Fu Qingyu has refined it countless times, and he has long been familiar with each step.

After combing the medicinal properties with spiritual power, light the fire, and add the medicinal materials into the furnace in turn.

Half an hour later, a burst of danxiang emerged.

Nine round pills appeared in the furnace.

Nine is the limit of the Dan furnace, not the limit of Fu Qingyu.

If she uses the Danding in her hand, a Lingling Pill medicinal material will produce at least fifteen Dan, and not a single essence will be wasted.

As concocted, Fu Qingyu refined two more furnaces, and each furnace still produced nine pills.

The spiritual energy in her body was almost exhausted, and she sat on the spot, breathing in and breathing, while thinking about what medicinal materials to buy and refine after selling the Yunling Pill.

It would be nice if there were ambergris grass and cold bone flower, as long as these two elixirs were added to the materials of the elixir, two completely different elixirs could be refined, the Moist Pulse Pill and the Condensing Pulse Pill.

The price is dozens of times higher than that of Yun Ling Pill.

At this moment, on the empty ground in front of him, a pale yellow spirit grass and a small blue flower suddenly appeared.

Fu Qingyu's eyes widened, and she looked at two things in disbelief.

Where did the fight come from?

There was no stranger's breath around, and no one could hear her, except ......

Fu Qingyu looked down at the quaint ring she was wearing between her fingers.

In addition to her natal spiritual treasure, Qingrong Ring.

Fu Qingyu tentatively thought of two more medicinal materials that needed to be used in the spirit pill, and sure enough, there were two more kinds of spirit grass and small flowers.

The Qingrong Ring was handed over to her by her grandfather as a family heirloom, but in fact, it didn't have much effect, except for hiding the breath, there was only one acre of medicinal field left, and the planting speed was several percent faster than the ordinary high-grade spiritual field.

She clearly remembered that she had just collected the elixir in it before she died, and she would not plant this low-level elixir in the Qingrong Ring.

What the hell is going on?

Fu Qingyu was shocked to probe her divine sense into the Qingrong Ring, and as she remembered, the medicine field inside was bare, and nothing was planted.

There was nothing but dirt in the whole ring.

Wait, no......

Fu Qingyu's gaze suddenly fell on a small corner next to the medicine field.

For some reason, there was an extra mound of earth on the ground that should have been level, and there was a stone slab next to the mound, half of which was sunk into the soil.

There seemed to be a lot of things buried in the mound, Fu Qingyu was not busy digging things first, but used her divine sense to sweep away the soil on the stone slab, and turned it over with the back side up, revealing the content of the front.

He was born in the eighteenth year of Changzheng and died in the eighty-third year of Changzhen.

The tomb of my wife Qinglan.

Payment, Qianyang.

There are also lines of small characters below, engraved with the life strategy and life achievements of the tomb owner.

Every word and every sentence corresponds to her.

Fu Qingyu's eyes were full of disbelief, this turned out to be her tombstone!

Isn't that the dirt bag over there......

Her grave bag?