A cursory sweep shows that there are at least a few thousand spirit stones.

"Mother, you can use it." Fu Yu was afraid that it would not be enough, so he took out several magic weapons, "These can also be exchanged for spirit stones, and the sum must be enough to buy a quota." ”

After speaking, he looked at Fu Qingyu with bright eyes, like a big dog waiting for praise, and almost grew a big tail and flicked it.

Fu Qingyu walked around the pile of spirit stones, gently pressed the hand that was still going to continue to dig out things with one hand, and raised the other hand and landed on the top of his forehead, rubbing his black and fluffy hair like when he was a child.

This is Yu'er's filial piety, but she, who is a mother, is embarrassed to hollow out her son's spirit stone as soon as they meet?

"Yu'er, you take it back, the mother of the spirit stone has her own way."

Facing Shang Fu Yu's still melancholy gaze, the corners of her eyes curved, "Don't worry, if you need to, I will not be polite to you." ”

Fu Yu collected the worry in his eyes at this time, turned his worry into joy, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"It's not too early, do you want to go back to the Sword Pavilion Courtyard first?" Fu Qingyu looked at the sky outside the window, it was already evening.

Fu Yu sat motionless on the round bench and shook his head, "There is no curfew in the other courtyard, so it doesn't matter if you don't go back." ”

He wanted to spend a little more time with his mother.

"It's fine." Fu Qingyu waved her sleeves and took out the Dan furnace and a table of medicinal materials, "Then you just sit here and watch me do alchemy, right?" ”

Fu Yu nodded, curiously looking at the somewhat pocket-sized Dan furnace on the table, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

It seems to be somewhat similar to the big Dan furnace in the Qianyang Cave Mansion.

Fu Qingyu noticed Fu Yu's gaze, "Yu'er remembers this Dan furnace?" ”

Fu Yu shook his head a little blankly.

"This is the Dan furnace I refined for you when you were a child, and used it to make toys." It's a pity that before she could send it out, she died in the clan land with the whole Fu family.

It seems that Pei Jingzhi didn't show this little Dan furnace to Yu'er later, but buried it directly in the cemetery.

"My mother is good at Danshu, this small furnace is modeled after my mother's usual Dan furnace?" Fu Yu lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, "I have seen a Dan furnace in the Qianyang Elder Cave Mansion, which is much bigger than this, but looks almost the same. ”

"It's the incense burner, which was refined by your great-grandfather after consulting the refining master of the Baohua Sect." Fu Qingyu observed Fu Yu's expression while concocting medicinal materials, and asked softly, "You and ...... Your father doesn't have a good relationship? ”

After asking, she also felt that this was nonsense, if the relationship was good, what child would call his father an elder?

It was as alienated as the relationship between an ordinary disciple and an elder of the sect.

Could it be that Pei Jingzhi doesn't recognize Yu'er, a child?

Fu Qingyu frowned instantly, and anger rose in her eyes.

"It's not like it's a bad relationship. I haven't seen him much, and I haven't seen him more than a handful since your fall. In Fu Yu's lowered eyes, hatred flashed.

Fu Qingyu failed to pay attention to this fleeting emotion, only when their father and son were estranged because they had not seen each other for a long time.

I have only seen each other less than five times in fifteen years, and Yu'er is reluctant to call Pei Jingzhi a father, and Pei Jingzhi is really not wronged at all.

How could he do this?

While Fu Qingyu had a grudge against Pei Jingzhi, she felt more and more sorry for Yu'er in her heart, "Then who has been taking care of you all these years?" ”

"At first, it was Mama Huang and Qiu Ori." These two Fu Qingyu remembered that the Fu family followed the family tradition, and there were groups of servants in the clan, Huang Mama and Qiu Zhi were the grandmothers and maids she brought with her when she worshiped the Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, and they also had a fusion realm cultivation and took care of the cave for her for decades, and with them taking care of Yu'er, Fu Qingyu was quite relieved.

"Later, Mama Huang passed away, Qiu Zhi asked to leave, I was also a little older at that time, and after returning the deed to her, I moved to the disciple's residence in the outer mountains." In fact, that was many years ago, and after Fu Yu finished speaking, he carefully observed Fu Qingyu's expression.

Seeing that she was really puzzled, she asked, "Waishan?" ”

Fu Yu's heart hung high, and he whispered: "I am not talented, my cultivation is a little slow, I can't keep up with the progress of the inner disciples, and I am not good at swordsmanship and pill weapons, so I went to the outer gate." Now I have received an errand to take care of spirit beasts at Qingya Peak in the outer mountains. ”

Fu Qingyu was surprised and confused in her eyes, but she was not the only one who was afraid of seeing the disappointment.

His heart, which was hanging high, gradually fell again.

Fu Qingyu was indeed not disappointed, she and Pei Jingzhi, one was good at alchemy, the other was good at swordsmanship, but she never thought that Yu'er should be like one of the two of them.

Everyone is a unique existence in the world, and they don't have to inherit their parents' strengths, as for the speed of cultivation, it is not worth mentioning, there is no shortage of existences in the world who have been trapped in the refining and refining qi stage for hundreds of years, and finally broke through the path.

Yu'er is only eighteen, and there is still time to cultivate slowly.

Moreover, even if he really couldn't cultivate to a higher realm in the end, what would it matter if he was trapped in refining and refining qi for the rest of his life?

It's not that those who are low in cultivation are failures.

Perhaps due to the influence of the years of soul wandering in another world, Fu Qingyu also felt that his thoughts were placed in the cultivation realm, and he was a little too forward.

But that's what she thought.

In her opinion, Yu'er is good at everything now, but she is a little too unconfident. But this is not Yu'er's fault, but the dereliction of duty of her and Pei Jingzhi's parents.

It was because she died too early and failed to raise Yu'er well. As for Pei Jingzhi, raising a child like this under his nose is simply ashamed of being an elder, and he, the Qianyang Sword Venerable, is really in vain!

"Qingya Peak is a place with a good scenery, quieter than your father's cave, and I used to go there to collect medicine." Fu Qingyu still had a gentle smile on her face, she pointed to the white rabbit on the ground who was close to the Dan furnace and was shaking her nose and sniffing the fragrance of medicine, "This is the spirit beast you raised, have you ever concluded a contract?" ”

Fu Yu nodded first, then shook his head, "I have never concluded a contract, this is the spirit rabbit on Qingya Peak, which belongs to the sect." However, I have been taking care of it for a few years, and I have always been close to me, and I didn't expect it to secretly hide it in the bag, and when I found out, the spirit boat of the sect was almost in Tianshu City. ”

"I remember that there were a lot of spirit beasts in Qingya Peak in the past, but now there are changes, are there many people on an errand with you?" Fu Qingyu is very curious about her son's daily life.

Speaking of those spirit beasts, Fu Yu finally swept away the previous dullness, and the words became more, "There are nearly five hundred spirit beasts now, most of them are first- to third-order cultivators, and there are not many disciples in the Sword Pavilion who are willing to adopt spirit beasts, these spirit beasts are raised in Qingya Peak, and only me and a steward take care of them on weekdays." But they're all friendly and very well cared for, and more often than not, it's not me who takes care of them, but they take care of me. ”

As if to confirm his words, the rabbit on the ground turned his head, kicked on his hind legs, jumped on Fu Yu's knees, and arched him affectionately with his head.