Fu Siyuan's face became even more strange at this time, he closed his eyes and sensed it, then looked at the nurse and said, "Eleven, then Lei Yuan ran away." ”

Ran away?!

Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

This thunder source....... It seems that he is also a coward.

After the thunder source disappeared, Fu Shiyi and the two reached the ground, and when they approached the thunder bamboo, sure enough, there was no thunder whip again, and the two thunder bamboos standing on the mound, when Fu Shiyi and the two approached, they found that the bamboo that was less than three feet long turned out to be a fourth-order spiritual object.

Fu Shiyi squatted down and carefully inspected it for a while, and found that in addition to thunder and lightning flashes on the surface of the bamboo from time to time, there seemed to be complex runes inside:

"Brother Siyuan, what kind of spiritual thing is this bamboo?"

Fu Shiyi couldn't remember where there was a record of similar spiritual objects.

Fu Siyuan on the side was a little excited, he said excitedly: "Thunder and lightning are entangled, the runes are contained inside, and the leaves are golden, this is the fourth-order spiritual artifact Heavenly Thunder Bamboo!"

Every 1,000 years of growth, the Tianlei bamboo only grows a small section, and it matures every 4,000 years, even if it was a priceless rarity in the market 10,000 years ago.

Fu Shiyi was overjoyed:

"Brother Siyuan, according to what you say, the thunder bamboo has grown three knots on this day, that is, it has three thousand years of medicinal age?!"

Fu Siyuan nodded, but there was a little regret on his face, after all, it would take a thousand years before these two Heavenly Thunder Bamboo matured, and this Heavenly Thunder Bamboo did not feed on spiritual energy, but drew the power of Heavenly Thunder to replenish energy growth, leaving this place, I am afraid that it will be difficult to continue to grow.

If the thunder bamboo is already ripe on this day.

Then he can use it to refine the natal magic weapon of the Dan period.

Fu Shiyi didn't think about it so much, although it was not yet mature, but using the secret method to seal, if she found the land in the future, she could still continue to cultivate, she smiled and said to Fu Siyuan:

"Brother Siyuan, I don't know when this thunder source will come back, let's take this thunder bamboo as soon as possible. ”

........

On the hillside less than a kilometer away from Fu Shiyi and the two.

Fu Zhihong stood alone at the top of the slope, holding a piece of brown paper that was about to decay, and muttered to himself: "No, in the message left by the sixth generation patriarch, it is obviously said that this is a fifth-order cave heavenly blessed land, how can there be no aura at all?"

Fu Zhihong carefully reloaded the kraft paper back into the wooden box.

If the sixth generation of the head of the family left a last word, it is wrong.

Has the place he was going to go next also disappeared, or has the treasure inside been taken?

Come to think of it.

Fu Zhihong couldn't help but be a little anxious, he set up his flying sword, and according to the direction of the kraft paper just now, he quickly galloped towards the north.

When he took over the position of patriarch.

He learned that in this secret realm, the ancestor of the Fu family contained a precious thing here, and it was not advisable to be a patriarch token, and he had kept this secret for decades.

The treasure is about to arrive.

He could not tolerate any mistakes.

Fu Zhihong kept flying north with his sword, and when a sycamore forest appeared in front of him, the worry on his face immediately turned into joy.

The whole secret place.

The rest of the land is very different from what the sixth generation of the family head described, but the sycamore forest where the treasure is hidden has not disappeared, and Fu Zhihong has landed firmly on the ground with the flying sword.

The sycamore forest is nearly 100 miles long.

But there are neither insects and birds chirping, nor monsters and beasts running rampant, and the silence disappears, even when the wind blows, the sycamore leaves do not shake.

Fu Zhihong couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart.

He feared that something would change later.

With a flick of his hand, a token carved with a phoenix appeared in his hand, this token was a fourth-order magic weapon, and he saw that there were words in his mouth, and a stream of true yuan was poured into the magic weapon.

Fu Zhihong has built a foundation for many years.

Now that he is already a third-layer cultivation of the foundation, he can only start the magic weapon that can operate freely in order to start the Dan period, which seems to be a little difficult, and eighty percent of the true yuan in his body is infused into it.

The token reacted.

I saw it floating in the air, and a layer of five-colored spiritual light suddenly shot out.

Fu Zhihong wanted to control this five-color aura, but found that this token magic weapon was not at all controllable by his current cultivation.

"Boom!"

Where the five-colored aura passed, the immovable plane trees were all broken at the waist, and even if the closer ones were crushed into powder, the power of the magic weapon made Fu Zhihong a little dumbfounded!

Fu Zhihong looked at the sycamore forest that had become pale in an instant, and was shocked.

Although his face turned pale from the consumption of True Yuan Divine Sense, his eyes flashed with joy, this was the first time he had seen the power of the Patriarch Token.

Fu Zhihong's excitement just flashed.

The message left by the sixth generation patriarch was for him to activate the token to notify the person in charge of the treasure, but he destroyed the entire sycamore forest, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Just as he didn't know whether to step forward or wait in place, a faint sound of wind sounded, and then the originally broken plane trees were like a reversal of time, and they were actually restored from devastation in the middle of breathing.

"This ........."

Fu Zhihong swallowed nervously.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was just a dream.

There must be a great monk hidden in this sycamore forest.

Fu Zhihong arched his hand and said humbly:

"Seniors, juniors were ordered to come to take the things in the clan, it was really an unintentional mistake just now, and I asked the seniors to punish them. "Junior.........

"Bang!"

Before Fu Zhihong's words fell, his body was like a sandbag, and he was slammed to the ground by an invisible force. "Poof" A mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth.

Fu Zhihong's face changed.

From being beaten to falling.

He couldn't even sense the other party's breath at all, and the other party's cultivation showed how unfathomable it was.

"Humph!"

A cold voice floated through the air.

Immediately, a wooden box fell beside Fu Zhihong out of thin air.

Fu Zhihong's eyes lit up, he didn't care about the pain in his body, according to the method left by the sixth generation patriarch, there were words in his mouth, and a spiritual power hit the wooden box.

Suddenly, a brilliant five-colored light was reflected from inside.

In the bottle inside the wooden box, there was a drop of round blood, and there seemed to be a head of the phoenix lying in it.

First look.

Fu Zhihong felt a sense of closeness, and his face was happy:

"It's really the true blood of the phoenix!"

Even through the seal of the bottle, Fu Zhihong could sense the terrifying coercion emanating from this true blood, and the origin of this true blood was not simple.

Naturally, it is not comparable to Fu Shiyi's spirit pet Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang is just a branch of the ancient phoenix, and it has also lasted for millions of years, and his bloodline has been very thin, otherwise he would not have cultivated for so long, and he is a third-order demon beast.

You have to know the ancient phoenix.

As soon as he was born, he was a fifth-order demon beast, and when he became an adult, he directly reached the seventh-order, which was the true darling of the sky.

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