Chapter 140 Patriarch

Style: Heros Author: Zi RanWords: 2151Update Time: 24/01/19 04:41:53
After Fu Shiyi finished refining the Lianwu magic weapon and came out of the Rhododendron Garden, he saw Fu Kang coming from the Spiritual Medicine Garden with his head downcast.

"Aunt Eleven, I'm sorry, my mother said that beekeeping secrets cannot be passed on to others."

Fu Da is less than twenty this year, but he has been taking full charge of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley for many years. Unlike Fu Shiyi, who has brothers, sisters and uncles to help him, the fifth sister-in-law has not taken care of anything since the death of the fifth brother, so the entire Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is Fu Kang's. I am holding on by myself.

"it's okay no problem."

Fu Shiyi felt a little sad for no reason, and had an idea:

"Since beekeeping secrets cannot be passed on to others, next time when people from the clan come to the Southern Wilderness, I will ask them to bring you some Magic Jade Bees. You already have beekeeping experience, and you will definitely be able to cultivate second-level bees. The Magic Jade Queen Bee can also refine the Magic Jade Pill when the time comes."

"Thank you Aunt Eleven, thank you Aunt Eleven!"

When Fu Kang heard this, his eyes that were once dead and shining suddenly shone brightly again. He smiled and showed his white teeth:

"Although the spirit peaks I raised are not on the list of spirit insects in the Central and South Cultivation World, they are already on the edge of the second level. I will order my servants to capture some and bring them back to you."

After Fu Kang finished speaking, he left happily without waiting for Fu Shiyi to finish.

After coming to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley for so long, this was the first time Fu Shiyi saw Fu Kang smiling so happily. She was about to go to her uncle's peony garden when Sanniang also finished cleaning up and walked out of the room.

But he was wearing new clothes.

If Fu Shiyi read it correctly, the cassock was made by Feng's aunt, but it was made from the psychedelic clouds of Caiyun Township. At that time, there was only one in the whole state, but he didn't want it to fall into Sanniang's hands. .

Fu Shiyi hurriedly lowered his head and suppressed the surprise in his eyes.

When I arrived at the gate of the Peony Garden, I saw a servant guarding it. When I asked, I found out that my uncle hadn't left isolation yet. After all, it takes time to regenerate a broken arm.

Fu Shiyi waited outside for less than half a quarter of an hour when he saw Fu Kang running over in a hurry with a sack in his hand:

"Aunt Eleven, I caught the spirit bee, take a look."

The spiritual bees raised in Wanhua Valley are six-winged frost bees.

The whole body of this bee is as crystal clear as jade. According to the "Zhongnan Record of Spiritual Insects", its ancestors possess part of the bloodline of ice-attribute true dragons. After evolving into a mature form, its entire body is as white as snow, with six wings on its back. The cold air it sprays can cover hundreds of miles. , freezing everything.

But in the past ten thousand years.

There has never been a six-winged frost bee in the Central and South Cultivation World that can awaken the true dragon bloodline. The Qingxu Sect has only grown two wings after raising it for hundreds of years, and its escape speed is only slightly faster than other ordinary spiritual insects.

The nest of six-winged frost wasps raised in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is only the first level, so it only has one pair of wings.

But Fu Shiyi was already very satisfied.

She pointed the mouth of the spirit beast bag at the Six-Winged Frost Bee, and muttered something in her mouth. The spirit beast bag flashed, and a white light fell on the Six-Winged Frost Bee. The body of the Six-Winged Frost Bee was slowly getting smaller, and then it was Absorbed into the bag.

"Aunt Eleven, you still have a spirit beast bag? It's really awesome!" Fu Da looked at the spirit beast bag with envy, but he didn't even have a storage bag:

"This spirit beast bag is not mine. It belongs to your uncle Nineteenth's mother. I also borrowed it for use." After Fu Shi put the spirit beast bag away, she was going to the market to sell takin, but because she left, I was so anxious that I forgot to leave the spirit beast bag in Fangshi for someone to bring back to Liu Wanzhen.

Fu Kang smiled coquettishly, and then asked people to pick out basketfuls of spiritual vegetables and flowers that were unique to Wanhua Valley and gave them to Fu Shiyi:

"Eleventh Girl, the baskets on the ground contain things that can only grow in our Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. Others can also grow outside the valley, so I didn't let anyone pick them."

Fu Kang pointed to another basket and said:

"The cloth bags here contain all kinds of seeds. When you return to the ancient cliff dwelling, you can have them planted. I have also asked people to write down the specific planting precautions one by one and put them in the corresponding cloth bags."

Fu Shiyi gave Fu Kang an appreciative smile.

At such a young age, he has arranged things so well in such a short period of time. This child has grown up so well. Fu Shiyi was both pleased and a little distressed.

After all, no one is born to be wiser and more thoughtful than others.

Wait for her to put these baskets into storage bags.

The door of the Peony Garden opened with a creak.

The uncle who had grown a new arm came out with a smile on his face.

Everyone said some words of congratulations. Seeing that it was getting late, my uncle said:

"Eleven, how are you explaining your affairs? Let's set off soon. Your father and others are waiting for us to pass."

The four of them walked out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

The fourth brother looked at the rushing river and said with a smile: "Eleven had better think carefully and put the bamboo raft away, otherwise we would have to spend half an hour building a bamboo raft again."

Fu Shiyi shook his head and smiled: "Fourth brother, we don't need the bamboo raft anymore."

After finishing speaking, Fu Shiyi patted the storage bag, and the palm-sized Lian Wu magic weapon was suspended in the air. She made a seal with her hands, muttered something in her mouth, and hit the Lian Wu magic weapon one after another.

Lianwu is good at facing the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it transformed from the size of a palm into a hut of more than ten square meters.

"This... Eleven, you actually have a flying magic weapon?!" The uncle looked at Lian Wu in the sky and was dumbfounded: "And it is also habitable like a spaceship. Eleven, you are too rebellious. Damn it!"

Flying magic weapon.

When the Fu family first moved to Luofeng Mountain, they had a third-level high-grade spaceship, but it was destroyed during the Nanmanzi invasion. Now there is only a skeleton left. They want to repair it, but where can they find the spiritual stones.

Although the fourth brother knew about it in advance, he still couldn't help but be envious when he saw it with his own eyes.

For a male monk, owning a flying magic weapon is not only a matter of honor, but also a matter of sentiment.

"Come up quickly, don't we have to go on our way!"

Lianwu was divided into two rooms, one for men and one for men. Fu Shiyi originally wanted to take the helm, but his fourth brother and uncle were so excited that they rushed to sit in the front and take control.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyi felt at ease and went back to his room to refine elixirs.

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When Fu Shiyi and others set off.

In an underground cave in the Shuangyu Forest in the Southern Wilderness.

Five people of similar age were sitting at the east, west, north, south and central positions of the one-acre spiritual field. Spiritual power was poured from their palms into a Bagua diagram in the air.

After the Bagua Diagram gathered spiritual energy, it turned into wisps of pure spiritual energy that lingered around the elixirs and fruits below. However, although they were nourished by spiritual energy, those elixirs and spiritual fruits were insufficiently nutritious just by looking at their appearance.

Suddenly, the communication talisman on the waist of the middle-aged man sitting in the center lit up, and a voice came from the talisman: "Chief, we have been received and are on the way."

Not loud.

But when the other four people sitting around the spiritual field heard this, they suddenly opened their eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in the middle.

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