A few days later, the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle, who hurried to Yanyang Wood Forest from Luofeng Mountain, couldn't help but say happily after inspecting the silver light stone mine:

"Yes, a few of you are in danger, and you have made a great contribution to the clan, and each of you has recorded fifty contribution points. ”

The eighth uncle was overjoyed, and then said worriedly:

"Last time, Eleven said that we met a ghost in Qin Zhulin, and we thought it was an illusion. ”

"But this time you really fought a battle with the strange monster of 10,000 years ago, the stakes are very high, I have already sent a message to your grandfather with a message of 10,000 miles of transmission notes, I believe that Qingxumen will definitely send someone to investigate. I also specially revealed the information of the silver light stone mine of Yanyang Mulin to your grandfather, hoping that his old man can win the identity of this envoy. ”

"Otherwise, if it is the rest of the Qingxu Sect who comes, the hundreds of spirit stones of this silver light stone mine will definitely be divided by most of them. You must know that the monks of the foundation building period of Qingxu Gate only have dozens of spirit stones to worship a year. ”

When Fu Shiyi heard that her grandfather might come back, she was faintly excited, she hadn't seen her grandfather since she was born.

My grandfather was sent to Qingxumen since he was a child, and he passed away from the seventh and eighth generations of the head of the family, and came back twice. Now that the Fu family is worried about internal and external troubles, if he can return to the clan for a period of time, presumably the situation in the clan will improve.

At least one of the five shops lost in Xihefang City can be recaptured from the Zhang family.

"If your grandfather can come back this time, if he has enough time, he can also refine the blood spirit grass that will mature after the year into the blood spirit pill, saving us a trip back and forth to clear the void gate, not to mention wasting time, and more importantly, we will be afraid along the way. ”

When the eighth uncle said this, he paused for a moment and glanced at Fu Shiyi meaningfully:

In addition, he can also point out the alchemy of the younger generation of the clan. ”

The clan is really going to restart the Alchemy Hall!

Fu Shiyi's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and since the third uncle went down the mountain to accompany her for the New Year four years ago and gave her a copy of the "Zixu Alchemy Codex", there has been no news in the clan.

I don't want to, Ba Bo announced it openly.

Fu Shiyi was faintly excited.

Fortunately, over the years, she has not fallen for a day, and she will spend an hour every day studying the "Zixu Alchemy Codex", although she has not practiced it yet, but at least she has basically mastered the introductory knowledge of alchemy.

Her qualifications for the four spiritual roots, if she wants to break through to the foundation building, it is obvious that she only relies on penance, and when she reaches sixty, it is difficult for her to cultivate to the great perfection of qi cultivation, and after the monk is sixty, her qi and blood begin to decay, and it is even more difficult to build the foundation.

Therefore, she can only take pills to improve her cultivation, and only then can she have a glimmer of hope for building a foundation.

The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle knew that there had been a loose cultivator peeking at the silver light stone mine, so they chose to station in Yanyang Wood Forest, and secondly, they could also echo the ancient cliff dwelling.

After Fu Shiyi returned to the ancient cliff residence, he planted the rime forest bamboo in the east of the Yanyang courtyard, which was delayed after being bought from the Fang market last time.

The bamboo is a first-order spiritual wood, and the liquid emitted by its bamboo nodes is the favorite of the Songling mouse, and the soil where it is located can also breed white bell worms. The Songling Mouse is a first-order spirit animal, its flesh is fresh and tender, with medicinal materials, and the medicinal food it boils has a slight effect of washing the marrow. The white bollworm is the staple food of the turkey chicken.

In two months, when the red pith rice is harvested, the nest of turkey chickens should hatch.

Xu is spiritual vein is about to be upgraded to the second order, and this year's harvest of red pith rice has reached more than 6,000 catties, so that the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle can't keep their mouths together. Each of the monks in the clan gave out several catties more Linggu than in previous years.

"Eleven, you lend me a few catties of red pith rice first, and when I brew the spirit wine and sell it at a good price, it will definitely be doubled, no....... Three, four times as much back to you. ”

Fu Shiyi was inspecting the nest of phantom jade bees under the spirit peach tree, since October, no other wild bees had successfully evolved for more than a month, and the number had stabilized at ninety-eight.

The sixteenth brother diligently held the wooden ladder for Fu Shiyi, and said bitterly:

"Eleven, don't forget, last year you only broke through by taking the Ten Perfect Spirit Food Soup I boiled, you have to believe in my brother's strength, besides, even the weirdness of 10,000 years ago can't help me, obviously I am favored by the gods, this time to brew spirit wine, ironclad success. ”

Since the harvest of the red pith rice was completed, the sixteenth brother made his rations into spirit wine, which was not counted, and he also borrowed her a few catties, but the brewed wine, after the double pupil bird drank a drop, he did not eat for half a month, which made Fu Shiyi worried.

"Eleven, my good sister, you can lend me another five catties, just five catties of red pith rice, it can be regarded as my brother begging you, but my brother never asks for anyone. ”

Fu Shiyi secretly couldn't stop rolling his eyes, he had been pestering her since half a month ago, and said that he wouldn't ask for help. Fu Shiyi got down the wooden ladder and saw that the water mushroom flower planted last year under the spirit peach tree had grown flower bones, and he was slightly happy.

The spirit peach tree is about to bear fruit, and as soon as the flowering period passes, there will be no nectar to pick in Phantom Jade Peak, but fortunately, a piece of water mushroom flower was planted before. The water mushroom flower can refine a first-order antidote pill, and fifty grains can only be sold for a spirit stone, so it is the most popular for casual cultivation.

"Eleven, listen to me, this time ........"

Fu Shiyi took off his hat and returned to the Yanyang courtyard, the sixteenth brother still followed immortally, Fu Shiyi sighed and said with relief:

"Brother Sixteen, I can lend you the red pith rice, but you have to promise me one condition. ”

"Yes, yes, let alone a condition, it's ten, a hundred, as long as you are willing to lend me Lingmi. "Brother Sixteen's mouth is worn out, and it is not easy to let Fu Shiyi loosen his mouth again, naturally there is nothing that should not be.

Fu Shiyi pulled out five catties of red pith rice from the space and said seriously:

"This time, you are not allowed to use Xiao Huang to taste the wine again. And this is the last time to lend it to you, otherwise we will have to drink the northwest wind for a few of us. ”

The sixteenth brother smiled and smiled awkwardly. The reason why he tasted Xiao Huang was because the people of Guyaju talked about the consistency of the spirit wine he developed.

Fu Shiyi finally got such a spiritual pet, but he didn't want to be harmed by the sixteenth brother.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the ancient cliff was particularly lively, because the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle were stationed in Yanyang Wood, so they came to celebrate the New Year with Fu Shiyi and others.

When everyone was vigiling together, after chatting about family life, the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle also shared their respective key points of Taoist practice, spell casting skills, material identification and other tips.

Fu Shiyi saw that Sanniang had returned to the Yanyang courtyard early, thinking that she had something on her mind, and went to her room to look around but found no one, and looked up to find that she was standing on the top of the wooden pavilion in the courtyard, looking in the direction of the southern wilderness.

Fu Shiyi performed the light body technique, and when he jumped to the third floor of the wooden pavilion, he happened to hear a faint sigh coming:

"I don't know if Honglang is okay in the Southern Wilderness?"

Fu Shiyi's father's name is Zhihong, but when she beat the little Fu Shiyi, she never heard Sanniang call her father "Honglang", she always thought that Sanniang regarded her father as her brother, but she didn't want to.......

It turns out that Sanniang has always had a childlike affection for her father.

Does my father know this?

Fu Shiyi's heart was confused, and he was stunned.