Fu Shiyi opened the jade slip, and the four large characters of the silver seal of "Anu Records" were embedded on the cover. A few lines of small seal font briefly introduce the author's life and the general content of the jade slip. Coincidentally, the author and the Qingxi real person on the jade slip of the "Qingxi Records" are both ancient monks from 10,000 years ago.

Using jade slips to record what you have seen and heard, only the monks of the ancient great sects have the ability to make them.

This jade slip happened to record the recipe that Fu Shiyi needed:

"Senior, how can this jade slip be sold?"

The old monk glanced at the jade pendant carved with a phoenix on Fu Shiyi's body, and after knowing that the other party was a member of the Fu clan of the four major families in Jingzhou, he said truthfully:

"This jade slip was earned by the old man with his life in the Misty Forbidden Land, and twenty-three lower-grade spirit stones, not one of them is missing. ”

He pointed to the third shop to the east:

"The book shop of Qingxu Gate, just the spirit beast contract method is sold at this price. ”

"My jade slip also records a pill for feeding spirit beasts. Although the main medicine of the Danfang, the yellow chestnut tree, has long been extinct in the catastrophe 10,000 years ago, it is still of great reference value for people who make alchemy. ”

The old monk obviously wanted to sell the jade slip, and said bitterly:

"Although Huang Li Dan is only a first-order spirit pill, even if it is the Feng family that has been inherited by Nanshan County for two thousand years, there are only more than twenty pills in his hands. Fellow Daoists, my price is the most affordable. ”

Fu Shiyi saw that the "Anu Records" and the "Qingxi Records" also recorded some strange characteristics, and felt that it was suitable for research and the price was fair, so he no longer hesitated.

After the silver goods were sold, Fu Shiyi immersed his spiritual power into the jade slip. A huge stream of information poured into her memory, and the jade was reduced to a fragment of spiritual power and disappeared.

After Fu Shiyi returned to Baizhen Pavilion, she silently wrote down the spirit beast contract recipe into a book, and according to the clan rules set by the sixth generation patriarch, she copied the recipe and left it to the clan, and she could also subsidize a quarter of the difference.

After the seventh uncle put the book away and put it in the drawer, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"Speaking of which, that old Qiu Tou is also a pitiful, in order to leave some spirit stones for his six-year-old son, he is eighty years old, and he went to the fog forbidden land to work hard, he could have lived to be more than a hundred years old, but now I look at it, it has only been a few years. ”

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Fu Shiyi sighed. She handed it over to her uncle after completing the materials needed to refine a set of magic platforms, array plates, and four array flags from her own shop to sign the spirit beast contract.

Uncle is the only second-order array mage in the clan, except for the third grandfather and the fourth grandfather, two third-order array mages.

Among the hundred arts of cultivation, the formation mage is the most difficult to improve.

It not only depends on talent, but also needs to explore its own path from the Nine Thousand Great Dao.

The reason why my father chose to go to the Southern Wilderness with the uncle of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation back then was because the uncle's way of formation was because the formation mage was often able to wake up the sleeping power of the mountains, rivers, leylines, heaven and earth, literature and science through the formation, and kill people beyond the level.

On the way back to the ancient cliff residence from Xihefang, when he passed through the Misty Forbidden Land again, Fu Shiyi happened to see young monks walking into the deep dragon's mouth together.

Fu Shiyi couldn't figure it out:

"Uncle, why do they want to go in knowing the curse of the Misty Forbidden Land, they are still so young, don't they feel a pity?"

"A little girl is a little girl, you have been cultivating in the clan, so naturally you don't know the pain of scattered cultivation."

"More than half of the spiritual veins, spirit stones, spiritual grasses and spiritual objects in the entire realm are controlled under the Qingxu Gate, a small half is occupied by our four major families, and the rest is also looted by those small families. ”

"Moreover, today's Southern Wilderness Ancestor originally got a inheritance from the Misty Forbidden Land, so he set up a mountain gate in the Southern Wilderness and established a scattered cultivation alliance, and a living example is placed in front of him, there is a glimmer of hope to become the second Southern Wilderness Ancestor, and they will naturally follow one after another. ”

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Immortal cultivators are not so lofty in the eyes of mortals, Fu Shiyi felt a little sad, fortunately she was born in the Fu family, and there are many elders in the clan to mention and work together.

"It's only been a few years, and the color of the blood and tears on the cheeks of this dragon head seems to be much darker. ”

Fu Zhifei muttered to himself, and then solemnly confessed to Fu Shiyi:

"Eleven, in the future, if you don't have to, don't take the path of Broken Bone Cliff. ”

Fu Zhifei finally glanced at the dragon head standing behind him before leaving with Fu Shiyi.

On the way back, because Fu Shiyi's mana had not recovered, he walked unhurriedly, and unconsciously, after entering the Qin Bamboo Forest, it was dark.

Soon after entering the bamboo forest, Fu Shiyi heard a sound of gongs and drums and suona, at first she thought it was an auditory hallucination, but the sound became clearer and clearer from far to near: Fu Shiyi couldn't help but shudder:

"Uncle, you wait for me. ”

Fu Shiyi ran with all his might, and when he arrived at Fu Zhifei, who was waiting in front, he saw at a glance that at the end of the bamboo forest, less than ten meters away from them, a black sedan chair carried by four paper people was floating in their direction.

In front of the sedan chair, there are four paper people beating gongs and drums and playing suona.

"What the hell is this?"

Fu Zhifei muttered in his mouth, and was about to step forward to kill with his sword, Fu Shiyi was so frightened that she was so frightened that she saw that there were seventy-one identical black sedan chairs behind this sedan chair, and each sedan chair was followed by eight paper sedan chairs.

This strange scene immediately reminded her of the strange incidents mentioned in the "Cleaning Record" and "Anu Record", and she didn't have time to explain, so she pulled her uncle and jumped into the jungle next to her and hid in:

"Shhhhh ”

As soon as the two of them hid, the black sedan chair floated past them, one after another, and when it reached the thirty-sixth top, a breeze blew the curtain of the sedan chair open.

A woman in the sedan chair, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, a red scarf on her face, and a wedding dress with forged gold patterns on a red background, turned her head sideways in the direction of Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi was at a low angle, just enough to see her face upwards.

I saw that his pale face was covered with yellow pus, and a pair of eyeballless eyes were red and steaming with a wisp of blue-white ghost fire, and blood and tears were dripping into the sedan chair.

"Vomit"

Fu Shiyi's stomach tumbled, and as soon as she lowered her head, the curtain of the sedan chair just fell again. After a mournful "huh" cry, the jet-black sedan chair finally floated in front of her.

When the seventy-two black sedan chairs passed by, and the sound of gongs, drums and suona drifted away, Fu Shiyi asked the uncle to leave the bamboo forest with him.

"Lao Tzu, is this a ghost today?"

Although Uncle Fu Zhifei was used to seeing big scenes, it was the first time he had experienced such a strange scene, and he frowned, :

"Eleven, why didn't you stop me from doing it just now?"