After drinking the spirit tea, the sun had already set in the west. Fu Shiyi and Sanniang hung up the red lanterns they had prepared and pasted the couplets on them, making Guyaju suddenly feel a little more New Year-like.
Two years in one night, two years in the fifth hour.
After the fifth watch, Fu Shiyi and the others returned to Yanyang Courtyard to rest. The old man walking in front let out several suppressed coughs from time to time.
Fu Shiyi, who was closely behind him, waited for the old man to enter the yard and said worriedly:
"Sanniang, when I saw my grandfather keeping watch last night, he coughed frequently. Could it be a recurrence of an old injury?"
The old man went out on an adventure a few years ago and was injured in the Dantian. He was not suitable for fighting with others anymore, but he made an exception at Zhangjia and Guyaju Tiankeng.
Although the old man said he was fine, Fu Shiyi felt uneasy.
Sanniang was present during both of the old man's battles, and she knew the specific situation best. The old man ignored the old injury and forced his magic power, but the consequences were naturally not as simple as the recurrence of the old injury.
I'm just afraid...the little life left will become even less.
Sanniang sighed deeply and didn't say much.
it is more than words.
Fu Shiyi's heart tightened.
If only I could find a way to heal the old man's old wounds.
...
Fu Shiyi was lying on the bed, thinking a lot. He was obviously too sleepy to open his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep. He didn't know how long it had been. A few wisps of fragrant fragrance floated in from the window, refreshing his mind. Fu Shiyi's tense nerves unconsciously Relaxed and slowly fell into sleep.
After this sleep, it was already noon when I woke up.
"Why did I sleep so deeply?!"
Fu Shiyi was surprised. Her biological clock was always on time.
Fu Shiyi muttered a few words, put on his clothes, stood up, and pushed open the window. Just as he stretched his waist halfway, clusters of fiery red silver star flowers came into view.
The Silver Star fruit tree in the yard actually bloomed early!
There is still more than a month until spring.
Fu Shiyi was overjoyed and opened the door to the courtyard. At this time, Sanniang was standing under the Silver Star fruit tree. When she saw Fu Shiyi, she smiled. Against the backdrop of the Silver Star flowers, she really looked more beautiful than flowers.
"Sanniang, you are so beautiful!"
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but praise him, and Sanniang gave Fu Shiyi a feigned anger.
"It turned out to be the fruit tree that used the Spirit Filling Technique to transport spiritual energy to bloom first."
Fu Shiyi looked at the east and west sides of the yard, with only the silver star fruit trees blooming on the west side, and marveled. At the same time, we are looking forward to whether the silver star fruits they produce will change.
At this time, a breeze blew through, and the whole yard was suddenly filled with fragrance.
Come to think of it, it was the fragrance of Silver Star Flowers that made her fall asleep last night!
"Eleven, do you feel that the wood spirit energy in the yard is much stronger?"
Fu Shiyi felt it for a moment.
It really is!
Fu Shiten smiled so hard that his eyebrows curled up. In another twenty or thirty years, when these dozens of silver star fruit trees grow to a height of more than ten feet, the wood spiritual energy in their yard will be no less than a first-level low-grade spiritual spring.
After the new year.
The eighth uncle came from Yanyangmulin and informed Fu Shiyi and the old man that the matters related to the selection of alchemy apprentices had been prepared and could be held as soon as the third grandfather and fourth grandfather came down from the clan.
The location was chosen in the east city of Mulin, Yanyang.
Firstly, it is convenient for participants who are performing tasks outside to save time traveling back and forth to their ancestral land; secondly, there is already a sacrificial hall built in the east city.
The official day of the ceremony has arrived.
Fu Shiyi put on the red formal clothes distributed by the clan. After getting ready, he and Sanniang went to Yanyang Mulin first.
The outer wall of the east city has been hung with colorful ribbons, and every household in the city has hung the Fu family's exclusive phoenix-patterned flag. The streets in the city are extremely clean and tidy. The people in the clan who are busy coming and going are all wearing uniform blue formal clothes, and everyone's face is full of red light.
For the Fu family, today is a rare and very meaningful day.
The alchemy trial that had been silent for more than a hundred years has been restarted!
And how lucky they are to be witnesses! !
There was still half an hour before Si hour, and the participating tribesmen gathered early at the sacrificial hall in the center of the city. Fu Shiyi glanced at the people holding numbered tokens, and counted himself as a total of eighteen people.
All are under forty years old.
"Eleven, you're here."
Brother Bage, who was having a good time with his tribe in the front corridor of the sacrificial hall, saw Fu Shiyi and immediately came up to him. His smile was a bit nervous. He glanced at the others and whispered:
"Good guy, I just went to check out the other contestants. They all came prepared, especially the seventh sister from the 17th room. I heard from them that since six years ago, the clan released There was a rumor that the alchemy hall was going to be reopened, so she studied "Zixu's Alchemy Notes" day and night, forgetting to sleep and eat, as if she was possessed by a demon. I think I will probably be studying with the prince this time."
Fu Shiyi looked at Sister Seven, who was holding a book and reading alone in the corner, and she also became a little nervous.
Due to the shortage of spiritual stones in the clan, in the selection of alchemy apprentices this time, according to what my grandfather revealed, only one person should be selected to train.
Ba Ge and Fu Shiyi chatted for a while, and then other contestants came over to chat with him. Fu Shiyi looked at Ba Ge who was chatting and laughing with others and smiled slightly. It seems that Eighth Brother, like his father, Eighth Uncle, is very sociable.
"The time has come!"
A clear voice suddenly sounded.
Although the volume was not high, it spread to every corner of the East City, and everyone in the sacrificial hall or the tribesmen outside could hear it clearly.
The crowd that was having a heated discussion did not dare to make any mistakes and fell silent at the right time.
Fu Shiyi, who was standing respectfully, saw his eighth uncle in purple clothes appearing on the high platform of the sacrificial hall. The smoke from the large incense burner in front of him made his face looming, adding a bit of mystery.
"Ring the bell!"
I saw Uncle Ba raise his hand.
The two tribesmen standing on the left and right steps in front of the first floor of the Bell and Drum Tower immediately used the magic formula to hit the hanging bell and hanging drum one after another.
"when......."
The ancient bell rang, as if coming from the sky, distant and solemn.
The sound of the bells complemented each other with the impassioned drumbeat that buzzed later.
Fu Shiyi felt the speed of his blood flow rising and falling with the sound of bells and drums, making his blood boil.
After nine sounds.
The clear voice of the Eighth Bo came out from the high platform of the sacrificial hall again, and echoed in the void air:
"Children of a clan must support each other in poverty, plan for each other's livelihood, sympathize with each other in disasters, support each other in sickness, and support each other in marriage... This is the way to prolong the family life, thank you!"
After the word "Bai" falls.
Fu Shiyi and his clansmen all followed the Eighth Uncle's rhythm and knelt down facing the sacrificial hall.
The forehead is three inches above the ground, exactly.
Along the way, I fell to my knees.
Fu Shiyi saw the three nine-inch long incense sticks in the Eighth Uncle's hand. Every time he knelt down and worshiped, one of them would spontaneously ignite. When the three sticks burned together, the Eighth Uncle seemed to be relieved, and then he inserted the incense sticks on the incense burner and gave a fierce blow. Turning around, he said solemnly:
""The road to elixir is long, I will walk it. "
"The way of alchemy is so great that I will understand it."
The eighth uncle's voice was ups and downs, which shocked people's hearts. Fu Shiyi's heart was inexplicably throbbing, and like the tribesmen present, they couldn't help but shout along with him:
""The road to elixir is long, I will walk it. "
"The way of alchemy is so great that I will understand it."
Hundreds of people shouted in unison, and their voices shook in unison, soaring into the sky. The insects, fish, birds and beasts in the forest thought they had encountered some large beast, and ran around in panic.
Uncle Ba pressed his hands and everyone stopped shouting. He waved his sleeves and said loudly:
"In the year of Jiawu, the alchemy trial ceremony begins!"
