A false alarm.

Qi'er wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Yun Hong is the child he values the most!

"Master, I have a few more words for you. Qi'er pinched a soundproof spell, and quickly whispered a few words to Fu Shiyi.

"Are you saying that this kid Yunhong is a Second Spirit Root?" Fu Shiyi's eyes involuntarily lit up, and he said in surprise: "In this way, it makes sense why he advanced so fast, I didn't expect that our Caiyun Valley would have given birth to a Second Spirit Root Cultivator, it's really rare!"

Even if it is a monk family, the descendants of those who have spiritual roots, a thousand people can produce a genius with two spiritual roots, which can be said to be a rare occurrence in a hundred years, this Caiyun Valley seems to be a treasure land.

And.

These are more than twenty years.

This Colorful Cloud Valley can give birth to six spiritual root cultivators, which is really rare. You must know that their parents, grandparents, and ancestors of the upper eight generations are all mortals, and they have no spiritual roots.

"Could it be because of the land?"

There is no way to verify this.

Fu Shiyi thought that Yun Hong had suffered just now, and he had to make up for him, so he searched through the storage bag and turned out an old thing, but it was a boxy spirit bowl.

"Qi'er, you take this spirit bowl to Yun Hong, this spirit bowl is only a first-order magic weapon, after it is activated during cultivation, it can gather the spiritual power of heaven and earth, although it is very weak, but for the innate stage cultivator, it is enough. ”

This spirit bowl was bought from Sanbo in the first year of her descent from the third uncle.

Now that she keeps it, it doesn't have much effect, it's just a thought.

"Master, this ....... Then I'll thank you for Yunhong!"

The elders are indispensable.

Qi'er took it with both hands and carefully put it into the treasure bag.

"Your cultivation has been greatly improved now, and the space designation of this treasure bag is not enough, I came back this time and specially brought back three for you. ”

They also want to receive gifts?!

And it's also a storage bag!

Even Li Mi, who used to be the lord of a city, was moved, he looked at the storage bag that Fu Shiyi held in his hand, and he couldn't say anything if he refused, so he could only accept it with a cheeky face:

"Master, thank you!!"

"With this storage bag, when you enter the mountains in the future, you won't have to worry about not being able to bring back good things. ”

"That's it. Qi'er also couldn't put it down and touched the storage bag in her hand: "Master, don't you know, our three brothers and sisters enter the mountains to hunt, and often can only take off a piece of animal skin fangs, but the muscles and flesh of the demon beast can't be brought back, it's a pity, with the storage bag, it's convenient!!"

Qi'er couldn't wait to start the sacrifice right away, leaving her spiritual imprint on the storage bag. On the contrary, after Li Mi was excited, he stuffed the storage bag into his arms and put it away, and then touched the back of his head in a sneering manner: "Master, this ...... Do you have this storage bag too?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Qi'er also reacted: "If it is....... If there are only two of them, then leave this one of mine to Senior Brother Han Li, I ........ On weekdays, I either stay in the spiritual field, or teach those children, and my cultivation is low........ This bag is ...... to me."

It's rare to see their brothers, friends, and brothers.

Fu Shiyi smiled:

"Don't worry, one of your three senior brothers, one for each person, are all third-order high-grade storage bags, if this is an ordinary foundation building monk, I'm afraid I can't afford it, so you must take care of it, remember not to show it casually, in addition, this storage bag was pulled down from the enemy's corpse, their surname is Wen, and they are a family of intermediate monks, so if you meet a monk surnamed Wen, you must pay more attention and remember!"

"Yes, master!!"

The three of them continued a few more words.

Fu Shiyi's ears moved suddenly, turned around, and looked at the entrance of the underground river, and after a while, Ling'er and Comber walked out with happy faces.

Ling'er beckoned to Fu Shiyi and pointed to the Hall of Transmission:

"Sister Fu, let's talk alone. ”

That's it.

Ling'er and Comber flashed and disappeared in place.

"Master. Qi'er and Li Mi had worried looks on their faces.

"It's okay, I'll go and I'll be back. Fu Shiyi smiled comfortingly at Qi'er and the two, his body moved, and after a few breaths, he appeared on the Hall of Transmission of Gong.

On the temple of merit.

Ling'er sat on the main seat, and Comber stood behind her, and Ling'er pointed to the empty seat on her right: "Sister Fu, sit." ”

After Fu Shiyi sat down, Ling'er poured a cup of freshly brewed tea for Fu Shiyi: "This is our second-order lotus picking tea in Wu Lingcheng, it can only be picked one or two in five hundred years, Sister Fu, you taste it quickly, I don't know if you are used to drinking it." ”

Take the teacup.

Fu Shiyi's sense swept carefully, there was a circle of green mist lingering on the tea, and the lotus leaves loomed in the mist, seeing that there was no poison, she raised the cup, and when she reached the tip of her nose, a fragrance came to her nose in an instant, Fu Shiyi's spirit was shocked, and she tasted it, the tea had a faint sweet taste, and after entering the stomach, some of the dark wounds originally left on her body seemed to have improved a lot:

"Good tea!!"

Ling'er smiled.

She tasted it herself, then shook her head and said:

"Sister Fu, this lotus tea is far worse than Wuling tea, Wuling tea has grown for thousands of years, and a piece is born every hundred years, for us foundation building monks, drinking a pot before breaking through the bottleneck is of great benefit, at least it can increase the success rate of thirty percent!"

Isn't that more powerful than some pills that break through the bottleneck.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but secretly become a weapon, she also planted a Nanlin tea tree in the sea space, and it also reached the third level, but it only took five hundred years to grow, and then she could pick eight taels of tea leaves every ten years. Its effect, for the foundation building monk, if it can be taken for decades, there is a certain chance that it will be able to refine the double pupil technique.

At that time, it was also given by the shopkeeper of the Refining Pavilion Liu in Xihefang City.

"Ling'er, then the Wuling tea you are talking about should not be a fourth-order spirit plant, right?"

Ling'er bowed his head.

Her voice was full of seduction:

"This Wuling tea is our specialty of Wu Lingcheng, but we never take it out, but ........... If Sister Fu agrees to us some conditions, I will be the master of this Wuling tea and give a pound to my sister, sister, what do you think?"

A pound?

It takes a hundred years to grow a piece.

If you have one catty, even if there are dozens of Wuling tea, it will take hundreds of years.

The conditions mentioned by Ling'er are obviously not simple.

Fu Shiyi woke up suddenly, and the other party spent all his strength to rescue their master and apprentice from the hands of the Green Flame Ghost King, and it was really purposeful, she straightened her sitting posture, and said with a sneer:

"Ling'er, your Wuling tea, I'm afraid I can't afford it. ”

"Sister Fu" Ling'er's voice remained unchanged, but there was no smile on her face: "This matter, I just say it's okay." ”