Since the starling came out of the Wudan Illusion, in the next half an hour, people woke up one after another, but none of the tokens in their hands were displayed as pills.

Babo counted the number of people who woke up from the Wudan Illusion.

found that only Fu Xiaoliu in the eleventh and thirteenth rooms were left.

Seeing this, the starling on the side was a little excited:

"Father, I see that Eleven is very promising, when I came out, I took a special look at its spiritual field, and found that the blood spirit grass cultivated by Eleven actually appeared with a multicolored halo, and her understanding has been much higher than that of others since she was a child, and she has been preparing for six years, and she will definitely be able to refine the blood spirit pill. ”

"Hmm"

Fu Shiyi's situation was expected by the eighth uncle.

Since the last time Fu Shiyi visualized the ancient blood seal rune, he asked Fu Shiyi to draw more than a dozen spirit rune paths, and took them back to the people in the clan's talisman hall to visualize for more than half a year, but so far, no one has been able to successfully leave the rune in Zhihai.

It is enough to see that Fu Shiyi's divine sense and understanding are much stronger than others.

"It's just that the six girls in the thirteenth room haven't come out yet?"

As soon as the eighth uncle's words fell, the starling glanced around, and saw that no one was paying attention to their father and son, so he approached his father and whispered:

"It is said that the sixth sister has always been taboo about her mother's background, since she returned to the clan at the age of eleven, she wants to do her best in everything, as if she wants to prove that she is not worse than others, seeing that this alchemy trial ceremony is a rare opportunity in a hundred years, she will naturally not let it go, but I have heard that in the past six years, she has spent all her time studying alchemy except for a short rest of two or three hours a day. ”

"Oh?"

Ba Bo raised his eyebrows, and he was suddenly a little interested in Fu Xiaoliu.

"Someone else is coming out. ”

A shout sounded, and everyone instantly looked at the two Qianying who were sitting quietly on the futon in front of the sacrificial hall, and now whether this ceremony can achieve something depends on Fu Shiyi and Fu Xiaoliu.

When Fu Shiyi opened his eyes, he was startled by the black pressure of people surrounding him.

"Eleven, have you refined the elixir?"

Although the eighth uncle has faith in Eleven, he is afraid of what happens.

Fu Shiyi nodded. It was only when she was refining the last furnace that a finished product appeared, but she didn't know what the grade was. She flashed the token in her hand.

A ripple flashed on the token, and a small line of seals appeared:

"A blood elixir, a first-order lower grade. ”

"Fabulous, superb. ”

The token has a spirit elixir display, indicating that Fu Shiyi can at least be promoted to a first-order alchemist in the future.

At this point, Babo finally let go of his heart.

The clan has not opened the Wudan Illusion for more than 100 years, not because they don't want to, but because they can't.

Because the Wudan Illusion needs to collect the power of the five spirits, the cultivation must at least be on the foundation, otherwise it will have to rely on the consumption of medium-grade spirit stones to support the operation of the illusion.

Five years ago, the clan paid off the foreign debts left by Fu Shiyi's father when he built the foundation.

In the past few years, I have only saved a thousand spirit stones.

But it was also used in this alchemy trial ceremony.

Fu Shiyi was also very satisfied with this result, she had no talent unusual for alchemy, relying on nothing more than experience and the power of the soul of the third world.

"Father, look, Eleven has an extra mark on his forehead. ”

Imprint?!

Fu Shiyi raised his hand to touch his forehead suspiciously, and really felt a slight bulge, and he was about to ask Ba Bo what was going on, but suddenly a piece of information came in his mind.

Due to the large flow of information, even if Fu Shiyi's divine sense was different from ordinary people, his face turned pale in an instant.

"Eleven, what's wrong with you?"

The starling was about to step forward, but the eighth uncle stopped him, and his face showed ecstasy, and he said solemnly:

"The children of the Fu family obey the order, except for Eleven, immediately evacuate the sacrificial hall!"

Fu Shiyi was dazed, and the eighth uncle over there had already driven out the rest of the contestants and closed the door of the temple, leaving only Fu Shiyi and Fu Xiaoliu, who was not yet awake.

Seeing his father's expression of excitement and nervousness, the starling couldn't help but say when he was a few hundred meters away from the sacrificial hall:

"Father, what's the matter with the sigil between the eleven foreheads?"

The eighth uncle first bowed three times in the direction of the sacrificial hall before he said excitedly: "That is the Dan Dao comprehension inheritance given by the Wudan Ancestor to the people who are excellent in alchemy trials!"

This is the ultimate goal of opening the Wudan Fantasy Realm!!

When he was a child, he heard the old people in the clan mention that Fu Shiyi's grandfather was recognized by the ancestors of Wudan back then, and inherited part of the Dan Dao perception, so Qingxu Sect made an exception to accept the old man of the Four Spirit Roots as an inner disciple, and borrowed some spirit stones for him to buy Zhuji Dan.

The old man also lived up to expectations, and now he is a third-order high-grade alchemist.

In addition to the Qingxu Ancestor in Jingzhou, he is the second person in alchemy.

If it weren't for the cultivation that hindered the old man's Dan Dao path, I am afraid that he would have become an alchemy master who was admired by thousands of people.

Starling listened to his father's explanation, his eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Doesn't that mean that in the future, Eleven can become a third-order alchemist like her grandfather?!"

Uncle Ba smiled and shook his head:

"Although Eleven has been inherited, it is unknown how much knowledge the Wudan Ancestor has conveyed to her. The mark on her forehead that I observed just now was monochrome, one color less than her grandfather's, and I am afraid that the content of the inheritance will also be streamlined. ”

But even so, for the current Fu family, it is enough!

The eighth uncle and the starling father and son led people to guard the gate of the sacrificial hall layer by layer, lest someone suddenly make trouble and interrupt Fu Shiyi's acceptance of the inheritance.

"Squeak"

It took half an hour for Fu Shiyi to open the door of the sacrificial hall and walk out of it, and the mark on his forehead disappeared.

"Eleven, how's it going, do you feel unwell?"

Eighth Uncle didn't expect Fu Shiyi to come out of it so quickly, but his grandfather was directly in a coma for two days and two nights.

Fu Shiyi shook his head and asked Ba Bo to borrow a talisman jade slip that could burn words, and silently wrote out the information about alchemy in his mind in court.

The information was too miscellaneous, and she had no experience in alchemy, so she couldn't sort it out at all, so she simply recorded it and passed it on to her after her grandfather finished studying it.

After Fu Shiyi recorded most of the hour, everyone was wondering why Fu Xiaoliu hadn't come out of the Wudan Illusion Realm yet.

"Boom"

A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the territory of Wudan Illusion.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable coercion emanated from the towering tree.

The floor of the entire temple square instantly sank three feet.

If it weren't for the third and fourth grandfathers in the air who threw a pagoda to hang over the group of mortals in time, I am afraid that they would not be stunned at this time, but completely reduced to flesh.

"This ...... What happened to the Wudan Illusion?"

Fu Shiyi followed everyone away from the temple square, but saw that the aura within a radius of dozens of miles was spinning and flying, like a tornado, frantically surging into the plane tree.

After a stick of incense.

The aura was no longer injected into the tree, but slowly gathered into colorful points of light, and it accumulated more and more, and finally dispersed with a violent shock.

Fu Shiyi raised his eyes and looked.

I saw that the aura actually conjured up thousands of fairies, one by one, graceful like a dragon, some playing the qin, some playing the trummer, and some beating the drum...... And so on.

In the blink of an eye, there were bursts of quaint fairy sounds.

A refreshing fragrance also spreads from the plane tree.