With the chanting of the eighth uncle, a sword light roared from outside the city, Fu Shi must have looked at it, and saw that there were exactly five people standing on the giant flying sword.

grandfather, third grandfather and fourth grandfather, the other two turned out to be the uncle and second uncle who barely showed up.

The flying sword stopped in the square in front of the temple, and then the five of them scattered, but they were half-suspended in the air, each holding a token of different colors, and chanting words in their mouths.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the five tokens suddenly emitted red, yellow, gold, blue, and cyan colors, and the light was dazzling, which provoked Fu Shiyi to close his eyes temporarily.

When she opened her eyes again, a plane tree nearly a thousand feet tall appeared in the sky above the square, covering the sky and the sun. Its thick branches are curled and vigorous, black and covered with the wrinkles of time, and it seems that this branch has long since died, but there is a touch of tender green at the top.

When the mortals of Dongcheng saw this miracle, they had already shouted and bowed down.

"My good man, the seven third-order sycamore trees in the ancestral land are said to have lived for nearly a thousand years, but compared to the ancient tree in front of me, it is simply a small thing. Eleven, it seems that even if we weren't selected this time, we still earned it by being able to feast our eyes. ”

Not only did the starling praise endlessly, Fu Shiyi was also surprised when he looked at the towering tree in front of him.

"The magic circle has been opened, and within ten breaths, the trialist will put his divine sense into the token issued to you, and you can enter the Wudan Illusion Realm!"

Fu Shiyi saw that the plane tree hanging in the air was exuding green ripples at this time, and in the dark, she felt a force of attraction from it, and she didn't dare to delay, and immediately put her divine sense into the token in her hand according to the method that Babo had explained before.

As soon as his consciousness touched the token, he felt a flash in front of him.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself standing above a lonely island, and she looked down:

I saw that the isolated island was suspended above the endless river, and the island was surrounded by layers of mist like light veils. Two white cranes fly leisurely on the surface of the river, like beautiful fairies patrolling the landscape.

"It's like a fairyland. ”

As soon as Fu Shiyi's words fell, he felt his body sink.

"Oops"

Fu Shiyi felt that he was landing on the island at a very fast speed, and when he was about to summon the green vine buffer, a sycamore fell lightly at her feet, and then steadily sent her to a fenced courtyard on the island.

There is a thatched house in the small courtyard, a spiritual well, a wooden barrel is placed next to the well, and there is a spiritual field in front of the house that has not been cultivated, and a few fluffy palm-sized rabbits came out of the house, and in the blink of an eye, they drilled out of the fence wall.

The fence wall is covered with vines, and clusters of purple and green grapes hang from the branches, large and round.

Fu Shiyi picked one and threw it into his mouth.

Luscious, juicy, crisp and delicious.

It was so delicious that Fu Shiyi couldn't help but close his eyes, and then sighed:

"It's like a fantasy, it's just like the real thing. ”

As soon as Fu Shiyi's words fell, he heard the sound of "really sweet" from next door, but found that the starling had directly picked a bunch of grapes and was eating happily.

"Hey, Eleven, what a coincidence? You're right next door to me. ”

Starling threw away the grapes and wanted to step over the fence between the yards, but as soon as he touched the Mu Shan fence, he was bounced back, Fu Shiyi blinked, it seems that there are enchantments set up in each small courtyard in this illusion.

The two exchanged a few brief pleasantries.

Fu Shiyi saw that the sixth sister in the courtyard on the left had already begun to pick up the spirit hoe to loosen the soil, so he didn't dare to delay, and turned around and entered his thatched house.

In addition to the Yidan stove in the middle of the room, there was a desk against the window, on which were placed a cloth bag, a hoe, and a piece of paper made of silver leaf.

Fu Shiyi glanced at the small words on the paper, and suddenly smiled:

"The trial task turned out to be refining the Blood Spirit Pill, which is really good!"

She has been down the mountain to take care of the Blood Spirit Grass for six years, and although she has no experience in alchemy, she can be said to know the Blood Spirit Grass very well.

This alchemy trial is to test the whole process from the cultivation of spiritual grass to the formation of pills.

The original intention of the ancestors who created this Sycamore Fantasy Land was to let the people understand:

If you want to achieve something on the way to the Dan Dao, you can't just mechanically follow the steps and dosage of the Dan recipe to refine the Dan. Those who make alchemy, first of all, must understand the medicinal properties of the spirit grass, and only when the pharmacology is thoroughly understood and the foundation is laid is solid, can the spirituality of the spirit grass be retained in the refining process.

Fu Shiyi counted exactly thirty seeds in the cloth bag.

Sharpen the knife and do not mistake the woodcutter.

Fu Shiyi divided the good and bad seeds into three categories, and then picked up the spirit hoe on the table and transferred it to the courtyard. At this time, the sixth sister on the left had already reclaimed one-third of the spiritual field.

The starling on the right is faster, and most of the spiritual fields have been reclaimed.

It's just that the soil clods excavated by it are not broken flat, and only the thin layer of soil on the surface of the land is shoveled, and at a glance you know that it is a raw hand that has not been cultivated.

Fu Shiyi was not in a hurry, according to what the third uncle had taught before, and the experience he had summed up over the years of reclamation of the spiritual field, he used the method of deep cultivation and crushed the spiritual soil finely, so that it could fully nourish the spiritual grass for a while.

Fu Shiyi divided the land into three parts, and planted seeds of three grades of excellent quality.

"Oh, Eleven, why are you so slow, I ...... Uh-huh."

When Fu Shiyi got up, the blood spirit grass in the spiritual field of the starling on the right had already grown buds, but he was halfway through his words, but he was forbidden to speak, and his mouth was tightly closed.

"It seems that there are people outside the phantom array who are manipulating"

Fu Shiyi turned around and carried the wooden bucket and fetched a bucket of spiritual spring water from the well.

After she finished watering the third-level spiritual grass seeds, and was about to water the spiritual spring for the second-level seeds, she glanced at the spiritual field on the right side of the starling that had instantly become lush and green, and suddenly changed her mind:

"The growth rate of this Illusory Spirit Grass has increased by more than a hundred times, and its growth habits are definitely different from the norm. ”

Fu Shiyi decided to cultivate the third-grade seeds first, and after summing up the experience, he would plant the rest of the seeds one after another.

"Sure enough, in the outside world, the Blood Spirit Grass casts the Gathering Spirit Transformation Rain Technique every five days, but the best time here is to water the Spirit Spring once every quarter of an hour. ”

After planting the third and second levels of spirit grass, Fu Shiyi combined his previous experience and finally found a better planting method.

When the spirit grass matured, there were three rare ones that appeared, and the multicolored halo that only second-order spirit grass had.

Fu Shiyi was overjoyed, and carefully harvested the spirit grass, at this time, others had already opened the furnace for alchemy, and some people had even finished refining the spirit grass.

"Someone's coming out!"

The crowd of onlookers in the square of the temple saw a flash of blue light on the plane tree, and then the starling, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the hall, opened his eyes first.

"How's it going?

The eighth uncle leaned closer, stepped forward quickly, and picked up the token in the starling's hand.

If the person is a trialist and the alchemy is successful, the token will show the quantity and quality of the pill.

But the starling token was empty, and nothing was displayed.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, Ba Bo was still slightly disappointed, but his face did not show it, but comforted the frustrated Starling and said:

"On the way to alchemy, seven points depend on talent, and only one of thousands of monks will come out, so you don't have to be too discouraged. ”

"Yes, father. Save the child. ”

As soon as the eighth uncle's words fell, the starling showed a big smile, obviously he was not here, and he was lost in an instant just now. Seeing this, Uncle Ba scolded "stinky boy" with a smile, thought about it, and added:

"When you finish your mission of guarding Xihefang City, follow me to help deal with the clan's external affairs. ”

He is also old, and just in case, he has to train a successor who can take his place in advance.