Yanyang Wood Forest.

The Fu clan people from the four cities of the east, west, north and south all gathered around the altar of the east city, and arranged them according to the direction they belonged to, and the person in charge of each city counted the number of people one by one, and then reported to the eight uncles on the altar.

When it was the turn of the East Gatekeeper.

Hearing that his subordinates were coming, the door of the Yang family was closed, and no matter how he shouted, no one responded, his face was a little ugly, because Fu Da made them unable to raise their heads for a long time in the other three cities, and now they can't even move.

The steward was annoyed, but because Fu Shiyi and the Yang family took care of him, he could only hold back his resentment, and stepped forward to reply to the eighth uncle:

"Back to the eighth grandfather, there are a total of eight thousand six hundred and twenty-three people in Dongcheng who are under the age of seventy, except for ......... Except for the Yang family, Fu Shengyi and Shengyi's son Huzi did not come, the rest of them have already arrived. ”

Ba Bo glanced at Fu Da, the person placed in the square, his eyebrows frowned slightly, he didn't know what the patriarch's intention was to summon the clansmen, but Fu Da's family was still abandoned by the clansmen, they didn't come, and it didn't matter much, he cleared his throat, whispered a few words to the stewards of the four cities, and then took out a hemp bag from the storage bag.

The sack was filled with grapes.

There seemed to be a circle of intricate runes engraved on it.

The steward carried the sack, called for helpers, and distributed one piece of grape per person according to the number of people, because there were many people, so the speed was also fast, and the matter was finished in a while.

He then asked the people to sit down cross-legged.

Hold the distributed grapes in the palm of your right hand, close your eyes and empty your mind.

Everyone thought that they were testing the spiritual root as before, and they closed their eyes excitedly one by one, silently hoping that the Hu Tizi in their hands would react.

Babo looked up at the sun that had risen high in the sky.

It's noon.

The patriarch confessed to let them hold the grapes in their hands and cross their knees for a quarter of an hour, and he counted silently in his heart, and when the hour came, he raised his voice and said: "Okay, you can open your eyes, the cyan grapes in your hands have turned red, stand up, come to the center of the altar, and the rest of the people will stay where they are." ”

More than 20,000 people sat on the ground in the dark.

Uncle Ba was worried in his heart, he was afraid that there were so many people, and none of them could make Hu Tizi change color.

The whole square was silent for a moment.

Immediately, from the direction near the city wall, there was a sudden cheer: "My ........ My grapes have turned red, eight grandpa, eight grandpa, my grapes have turned rainbow!"

He shouted.

Just as it can be contagious, people are constantly chanting in all directions to the west.

.........

Ancient cliff dwelling.

Fu Shiyi was checking the situation of the Songling Mouse, and was called back by Xiao Cui, saying that his father was looking for him to have something, and when Fu Shiyi entered the living room of Xiaozhulou, Fu Zhihong opened the isolation spell, and said directly:

"Eleven, after a while, your eighth uncle will bring a group of clansmen over, and it will be said to the outside world that the ancient cliff residence needs to send additional manpower to open up the plum forest of the Broken Bone Cliff, but in fact, they are all your third uncle through a special way, thinking that they have the qualifications of enlightening witches. ”

Now the sacrificial blood spirit fox has been gathered.

It can be bloodstained totem to enlighten witches.

Fu Shiyi said with some excitement:

"Father, how many people are there who have qualifications?"

"Three hundred and twelve!"

"Three hundred and twelve?!"

Fu Shiyi's eyes widened suddenly, there were only sixty or seventy monks in their clan now, if these people all succeeded in advancing to the totem warriors, wouldn't the strength of their clan suddenly increase by several grades!

Fu Zhihong was obviously also a little excited:

"Your third uncle said that he has the qualification to enlighten the witch, but not everyone can successfully plant the totem, it all depends on the chance, and the enlightenment is often only once, in addition, your third uncle said, like this kind of large-scale witch ceremony, with his current cultivation, every time it is held, he needs to take six years off!"

Six years is not a long time.

After all, after this group of people finished the test, they will be children under the age of six in six years, which is just the right time.

After Fu Zhihong finished speaking, he paused, thought about it, and said:

"In addition, I have good news to tell you, your uncle, sixth uncle, ninth uncle, and tenth uncle have been in retreat for more than two years, and with the assistance of Zhuji Dan, they have successfully built a foundation, and after a while, when the cultivation is stable, you will be able to get out of the customs!"

"Bang dang!"

Fu Shiyi stood up suddenly, and even the chair was overturned: "Great, it's really good, that's a father, now there are five foundation building monks in our clan, and in terms of strength, they are already on par with the Liu family!"

Fu Shiyi's wandered around in place for a while.

Then she remembered that her father didn't mention the fifth uncle just now, and she chuckled in her heart:

"Father, what about the fifth uncle, hasn't he started to build the foundation yet? or is he ..........?"

Or has the foundation failed.

Fu Shiyi did not pick out the latter sentence, after all, it was unlucky. Fu Zhihong sighed: "Your fifth uncle has been injured many times, and he has already injured his vitality, although he has relied on phantom jade honey during this period of time, he has recovered a little, but he is old and lacks qi and blood, and in the end he still fell short." ”

When Fu Shiyi heard this, his face darkened.

It's rare to build a foundation, the last time they died in the Southern Wilderness, they only got a few in exchange, if the fifth uncle didn't encounter a big opportunity in his life, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to build a foundation.

Fu Zhihong continued:

"The reason why I am telling you this is that I want you to keep the two Zhuji Dan in your hand, after all, you are the qualification of the Four Spirit Roots, one Zhuji Dan, the success rate is only 30%, and the two are superimposed, plus the Clotting Pill, your success rate will reach 80%, and it should not be a problem to build the foundation. ”

When Fu Shiyi heard this, his face was a little unnatural.

Seeing this, Fu Zhihong thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but get anxious:

"What, did you lose those two Tsukidans, or did you give them away?"

Tsukidan is such an important thing.

How could Fu Shiyi lose it, she has been storing it in her own sea of knowledge space, but she has this plan to give it away, she looked at Fu Zhihong and said seriously:

"Father, Sanniang has been in retreat for more than a year, and I plan to wait for her to come out, and then give her one of the Zhuji Dan, with Sanniang's qualifications, she will definitely be able to break through to the foundation building period in one fell swoop, so ......"

"No way!"

Fu Zhihong didn't think about it, so he interrupted: "Tsukidan is such an important thing, how can you say that you will give it away, you yourself are not enough, take 10,000 steps back and say, if you really want to give it away, then it should be left to your eldest brother, how can you have such a confused idea?"

Obviously in Fu Zhihong's heart.

Sanniang's position is far inferior to that of her own children.

Fu Shiyi's heart is a little complicated, since she knew that Sanniang had a love for her father, she was still a little unhappy in her heart, but now she feels sorry for Sanniang.

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