The fifth sister woke up the moment before the incense pillar burned out.

The one-eyed old man standing next to Luan's car snorted: "It's a lucky one." After the writer recorded it, he respectfully handed the jade slip to the old man.

The old man took it.

His hands are sealed, and his mouth is silently recited a mantra.

The jade slip thrown in the air flashed in a flash of light, and then disappeared in place.

He turned to the people in the square who were in a commotion at this time, cleared his throat, and said:

"Everyone, don't be impatient, your performance in the Penglai Immortal Island Fantasy and the actual battle in Mangzhou, I have just sent it to the county lord, those who have passed the trial, I am tired of staying in place and waiting for the county lord, and the rest of you please leave the other garden with the attendants. ”

The one-eyed old man finished speaking.

Clapped both hands.

Suddenly, an attendant with a hidden name in the dark appeared, and forcibly took the loser who was still in a dazed state out of the other garden, and the number of people in the hall suddenly decreased by more than a hundred people, and everyone already knew what was going on at this time, so even if there was a whisper in their hearts, they did not dare to make a loud noise.

The one-eyed old man was quite satisfied when he saw this:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the county lord is here, it will take some time, let's eat first. ”

That's it.

In front of the sixty-eight foundation building monks present, a series of desks and futons appeared out of thin air. A famous maid came out one after another, carrying spiritual fruit wine and delicious fairy food.

In a few moments, the small table in front of everyone was full.

Fu Shiyi was already hungry, and when she saw that Senior Sister Liu was already holding her chopsticks, she immediately began to eat: she pinched a purple little thumb-sized spirit fruit and threw it into her mouth.

The spirit fruit melts in your mouth.

A warm stream pours into the body, exits from the stomach, ascends through the diaphragm, injects into the heart, and hands over to the Shaoyin Heart Sutra.

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.

This purple fruit is obviously a good way for a Qi cultivation period cultivator, eating it often can obviously improve her strength, and she saw that there were still eight left on her dinner plate, and as soon as her sleeves were rolled, she put it in the storage bag.

Over there in Caiyun Township, Frost City.

She has thirty acres of first-order spiritual fields.

So far, no fruit trees have been planted, but they are only used to grow blood spirit grass.

Halfway through dinner, a red light flashed over the square, a long red silk seemed to fall from the sky, on the red silk, a woman walked out of the clouds like a leisurely walk, closer, but saw the other party's hair coiled like a phoenix, dressed in green velvet flower armor. A pair of golden lotuses are just half folded.

This is the county lord of Nanyang?

Fu Shiyi followed everyone and stood up from his seat, Senior Sister Liu had warned before, so she didn't dare to peek at the other party, she only lowered her head, but there was a surprised voice from the one-eyed old man next to her ears:

"Miss Hongling, why are you here alone, the county lord?"

"The county lord has something to deal with temporarily, and he can't come. ”

Hongling, who stepped on the red silk, casually glanced at the people standing in the square, and said coldly: "These are the people who have passed the trial?"

When the one-eyed old man heard that the county lord was not coming, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and when he heard that Hongling was obviously dissatisfied with this qualified number, he was afraid that the other party would sue him again on the county lord's side, so he hurriedly explained:

"Miss Hongling, Jingzhou is a place where spiritual energy is scarce, and the people who come from Nanyang Prefecture are all loose cultivators who have no foundation, and among the two hundred and twenty, forty-eight are qualified, which is already a very high base. ”

"That's fine. ”

Hongling didn't have much expectations.

And she couldn't understand why the county owner spent so much manpower and material resources to turn this state into a transit station, but after all, it was an order, and she didn't dare to come nonsense.

Wipe your right hand over the bracelet on your wrist.

Suddenly, a treasure bag appeared in her palm:

"Elder Li, this is the pass token of Mangzhou, you can distribute it to them, as for the affairs in Mangzhou, please tell them together, there is something else on the county lord's side, I will retire first!"

The voice did not fall.

There was a flash of red light in the air.

Hongling disappeared without a trace.

Fu Shiyi, who had been listening with her head down, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, she thought she could see the county lord of Nanyang, and she didn't want the other party to just send a maid from her side.

"Uh-huh!"

The one-eyed old man took the treasure bag.

A spiritual light hit it, and after confirming that the pass token was correct, he said: "Since the county lord is not coming, then I will tell you about Mangzhou." ”

The one-eyed old man waved his hand for the guards to pull Luan away.

Stand on your own at the top of the square:

"Mangzhou is not within the territory of our Yue Kingdom, and I don't know how vast it is. There are only two things you need to know about this trip. First, you will receive a pass token in a moment, which is also your identity token in Mangzhou. In Mangzhou, if you don't wear this token, the rest of the monks will be killed. ”

So serious?

Fu Shiyi's heart suddenly burst.

It seems that this place in Mangzhou is not safe.

The one-eyed old man continued: "This token will be issued to you for free this time, but if you lose it and want to replace it, you need to hand over 30,000 spirit stones!"

30,000 spirit stones?!

This....... That's enough to rival three Tsukidans.

When Fu Shiyi was the richest, he couldn't afford this token!

The crowd couldn't hold back and whispered.

The one-eyed old man snorted coldly and said: "Thirty thousand spirit stones, those are all cheap, this token can teleport you to Mangzhou, and second, if you are in distress in Mangzhou, crush the token, you can teleport back to Jingzhou, this token is made by the refining master, not ..........."

The one-eyed old man was halfway through his words.

And he held on.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that this token could be teleported back in a crisis, so in Mangzhou, they could be regarded as having a life-saving thing.

The one-eyed old man saw that the crowd had fallen silent.

He continued:

"There is another reason why this token is so important, that is, after you use your own essence blood to sacrifice, the number of monsters you have killed in Mangzhou will be displayed in the token. The second point, and one that is particularly important, is also a particularly important one. ”

The old man paused.

Sweep the humanity in the square one by one:

"What you have gained in Mangzhou is all owned by individuals, and there is no need to hand it over to us, and the more monsters you kill, the more contributions you accumulate, with this contribution point, you can find the county lord to exchange what you want at that time, some good things that you can't find in the Yue Kingdom, and even in the current Zhongnan Immortal Cultivation Realm. ”

The old man's voice did not fall.

The square burst into activity.

Fu Shiyi was also very excited, she finally understood why Senior Sister Liu said that this would be a big opportunity for her and their family, if according to their current situation, if they wanted to go further, it would be difficult to ascend to the sky, and a third-order spirit grass would need more than three hundred years of cultivation.

Wait until the spirit grass is ripe.

They're all gone!

This Mangzhou is too critical for the Fu family!

After the excitement, Fu Shiyi calmed down again, although this is a big opportunity, but it is also accompanied by high risks, after all, it is strange and difficult to kill, at least it is much more difficult to deal with than the demon beasts in the Southern Wilderness.

"Be quiet!"

The one-eyed old man frowned.

His hands pressed into the void, and after the field was quiet, he continued:

"I haven't finished my sentence yet, what are you excited about? Speaking of contributing points, there is another way to contribute points besides killing monsters, and if this method works, there are too many contribution points to make you unbelievable. ”

The one-eyed old man sold a pass.

And didn't go on.

Instead, he beckoned, called the attendant who had just recorded to come over, took out the tokens in the treasure bag one by one, and corresponded to the names in the jade slip one by one, and then asked the attendant to distribute them, and then the old man spoke, and continued:

The other way is: "

"Defend a city!"

"And the contribution points are divided according to the number of residents in the city you are defending, the number of years you have been guarding, and the level of the spiritual veins you are in!"

Hear here.

Fu Shiyi pondered the taste.

If the monk wants to grow, the base of mortals cannot be less, and mortals are the foundation. And the spiritual veins are the foundation for the cultivation of spiritual things in the world, and these two things are indispensable for the cultivation realm.

Relative to hunting monsters.

Fu Shiyi is more inclined to defend the spiritual veins of the city.

Seeing that the tokens had been distributed to everyone, the one-eyed old man said: "Now, you each have a look at the token in your hand to see if the name engraved on it is yours, if there is no mistake, start to master the above method of sacrifice, and after each of you has refined the token, you will go home." ”

Everyone was still a little curious when they got the token.

I couldn't help but observe.

The one-eyed old man frowned, and said coldly:

"The teleportation in Mangzhou will start at the beginning of tomorrow, if you want to wait another ten years, then continue to spend it here. ”

Leaving tomorrow?

That's too rushed, isn't it?

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but look at his father, the patriarchs of the four major families in Jingzhou are all here, the patriarch has left office, how many affairs have to be explained, but now it is less than five hours away from the time of the hour, which also includes the time of the sacrifice token.

The one-eyed old man's voice did not fall.

The sixty-eight monks present no longer had time to observe the token, and began to recite the incantation, refining the token with the true fire in their bodies, and in an instant, the temperature in the entire square suddenly rose a lot.

All of you here are foundation-building monks.

Even if he is not a refiner, he is very skilled in sacrificing magic weapons, but this token sacrifice method is different from the traditional one, not only with the blood of the heart, but also to divide a trace of divine consciousness into the token.

But all this is for Fu Shiyi.

It's a bit of a master.

After all, when she refined the "Qingyuan Sword Technique", she split her divine consciousness in half, so after she pondered her mental method thoroughly, she took a deep breath, and then spit out the turbid breath in her chest, patted her chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the token suspended in front of her, her hands were quickly sealed like butterflies piercing flowers, and she recited a spell in her mouth:

"The heart is the best, the door of selflessness........... Where the heart desires, turn things around, and !!!"

A one-eyed old man drinking tea at the top of the square.

Hearing the sound, he sighed lightly, seeing that Fu Shiyi had only practiced more than half of the token in half an hour, his eyes flashed with surprise, and the attendant saw that he was holding the teacup and did not move, thinking that he wanted to renew the tea, but when he stepped forward, he was glanced at by the one-eyed old man, and the attendant retreated with interest.

"Whew!"

Fu Shiyi's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Stretching out her hand, the token suspended in the air fell into her palm, she could clearly sense the token and herself had an instinctive induction, she threw the token into the air, pinched the trick with both hands, and punched into a spell, and suddenly the token flashed red, and a small seal was displayed:

[Name: Fu Shiyi; Contribution Points: 0]

Fu Shiyi had a smile on his face.

At this moment, a voice sounded in her ears:

"Yes, little girl, your sacrificial alchemy technique is much faster than others!"

"Mr. Li, you have won the prize. ”

Seeing that it was the one-eyed old man coming, Fu Shiyi put away the token, got up and smiled modestly.

Seeing that the rest of the people in the square had not finished practicing, the one-eyed old man pinched a soundproof spell and said with a smile: "Little girl, this is going to Mangzhou, do you plan to kill the monsters, or defend the city?"

Is this something to mention?!

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up, how could she let go of such a good opportunity, she didn't hide it, and directly told her thoughts and thoughts: "Old Li, I have low skills, and I don't have any experience in fighting the enemy, so I think it's better to defend the city safely." ”

The one-eyed old man was obviously not surprised: "Defending the city is not a bad choice, but little girl, if a monk wants to gain a foothold, he needs to find a spiritual vein, and as far as I know, almost all of the spiritual veins you have teleported to the past have been polluted and eroded." ”

The spiritual veins are polluted?!

Fu Shiyi wanted to ask again.

The senior sister in the field has also completed the sacrifice.

Seeing this, the one-eyed old man withdrew the formation and went to the rear for inspection.

Seeing that the rest of the clan hadn't woken up yet, Fu Shiyi walked quickly to the attendant guarding the door, asked him to help tell his father and others, and walked quickly to Nanyang Villa.

Out of the gate.

She went directly to the bookstore in Nanyangfang.

At the door of the bookstore, red lanterns have been hung, and there are few monks coming in and out at this time, when Fu Shiyi entered the store, the shopkeeper was dozing off, and when he saw that it was so late, there were still guests coming to the door, obviously a little surprised:

"What type of books do you want?"

"Something to do with the spiritual veins!"

Fu Shiyi directly got straight to the point and said, "Especially similar books that can repair the contamination of the spiritual vein, do you have them in your store?"

The shopkeeper blinked.

Generally, those who come to the door are looking for all kinds of exercise books, or books on cultivating the true arts, and they want to find spiritual vein-related books, and it is the first time he has encountered them, so he scratched his head and said:

"Senior, this ...... This spirit vein book is unpopular, and I can't remember if there is one, can I look through the catalog?"

This street is full of shops in Nanyang Palace.

The bookstore is tightly on the first floor, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of books, and when the shopkeeper flips through it, I don't know what year and month, Fu Shiyi thought about it and said: "You look for it slowly, as long as it is related to the spiritual vein, I want it, by the way, there are classics that tell strange things, I also want it, this is a deposit, if you find it, send someone to the Baibao Pavilion of the Fu family in the old fang!"

Time is limited.

Fu Shiyi put the deposit on the counter, went out of Nanyang Fang, and went to Nanhuang Fang, the same, found a bookstore that sold classics, paid the deposit, and turned around, and when she returned to the Baibao Pavilion of the Old Fang, the rest of the clan had already returned from Nanyang Villa.