Yang whimpered and cried.
Fu Shenyi, who was locked in the room, was also lured out. When he saw Fu Shiyi, he was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Auntie, but... But the clan asked us to go back to ancient times. Yaju did something?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Yang turned her head and glared at Fu Shenyi, and then said to Fu Shenyi with great guilt: "The child's father caused such trouble, and the clan did not kill us, mother and son, together. We are already grateful. Aunt Eleven, I have never I have never thought about returning to Guyaju again, and I don’t have the nerve to do so.”
Fu Shiyi sighed.
It is true that she did not come here to take Yang's mother and son back to Guyaju.
Seeing that Fu Shiyi didn't reply, Fu Sheng's shoulders instantly shuddered, and his eyes seemed to have lost the light of life. He returned to his room in a daze and locked himself up.
Yang was afraid that Fu Shiyi would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained:
"Aunt Eleven, I wish he was young and has never encountered such a big thing. In addition, his wife left him, so...so..."
"I know."
Of course, Fu Shiyi would not blame Fu Shenyi. She motioned to Yang to sit down at the stone table in the patio, and then patted the storage bags, and the big sacks flew steadily into the yard:
"There are rice and noodles here, as well as various seasonal vegetables and greens. They were all stored in the basement of Yanyang courtyard at that time. It is inevitable that the people in the clan will be a little angry with you now. You can stay at home for a while and wait for things to happen. Once it’s over, the people in the clan will understand you.”
"Um."
Yang looked at the sacks on the ground, her eyes instantly turned red again.
During this period, whenever they went out, the tribesmen would point fingers at them, and some naughty children would throw stones at others. Even if they had money, they could not buy food.
Fu Shiyi sent these things.
It obviously solved her urgent need.
Fu Shiyi chatted with Yang for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, she said goodbye and left. When she was leaving, she suddenly felt a hot gaze falling on her. When she looked back, she found nothing. , when she left the yard.
The tiger's eyes on Yang's back flashed with black light.
.........
After coming out of Yanyang Mulin.
When Fu Shiyi returned to Guyaju, Brother Sixteen, Sanniang and others had already laid the foundation, and construction would begin tomorrow.
The west side of the Yanyang courtyard was originally used to plant sycamore bamboo. Later, a thunderstorm killed the sycamore bamboo that had finally grown, leaving only one mutated one.
Now a new yard is to be built.
Fu Shiyi thought about transplanting it to the consciousness sea space.
The white plum tree in the consciousness sea space still has not bloomed.
However, the acre of soil around it has turned into first-level spiritual soil.
This is the first spiritual field that truly belongs to her.
Fu Shiyi even planted an acre of spirit-accumulating grass. This grass can be used to refine the spirit-accumulating pill, which can heal the old man. In addition, it can also assist her in practicing the "Qingyuan Sword Art".
The sword secret was obtained from the clan's Sutra Pavilion the year she came down from the mountain.
Now in her ninth year, she has already figured out the first three levels of skills, but she is still missing the Spiritual Essence Pill. When this acre of spiritual grass matures, she should also be promoted to a first-level alchemist.
The time is just right.
Fu Shiyi felt that everything was going well recently.
I hope it will be like this in the future.
"Quiet!" Fu Shishi recited the formula silently, and with his index fingers, a ray of light fell on the mutated sycamore bamboo. The soil around it was instantly cut open, and then the roots wrapped in the sycamore bamboo fell from the ground. Slowly rose up.
Fu Shiyi carefully sealed it in the wooden box, returned to the room, turned on the formation, and then transplanted the Linzhu into the sea of consciousness space.
When she buried the sage forest bamboo in the ground.
The blue vortex that was originally spinning in the consciousness sea space suddenly paused.
Then a suction force came from the giant egg in the blue vortex. Fu Shiyi was startled and instinctively stood in the middle:
"Xiao Kong, you can't eat this, it belongs to my sister."
This sycamore tree was struck by lightning and still survived.
It's obviously good luck.
She couldn't let it be used as food for Xiao Kong.
Since Fu Shiyi and Xiaokong made an agreement, Xiaokong is no longer unscrupulous now. The suction force stopped in front of Fu Shiyi, and then a weak voice sounded:
"No...don't eat, but...feed back."
"What?"
Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment. This was the first time that Xiao Kong said so many words. It seemed that the formation of the dome was obviously beneficial to Xiao Kong.
"Reverse...feed, no...don't eat."
These were the only two sentences that Xiaokong tossed around. Fu Shiyi frowned and thought for a moment, looking at the wisps of fragrance on the white plum trees. After being absorbed by the dome, they returned continuously from the dome to the flowers on the white plum tree. Even though he understood what Xiao Kong meant, he still felt uneasy and said:
"Xiaokong, we have agreed that we can't eat it, we must not eat it."
After Fu Shiyi got out of the way, the suction force fell instantly on the mutated sycamore bamboo. Tiny electric currents flashed through the sycamore bamboo, and the sycamore bamboo shriveled up twice in an instant.
Fu Shiyi was about to stop him.
But I saw a hair-thick lightning flash above the dome, and then with lightning speed, it fell onto the bamboo. Not only was the bamboo not killed, but it instantly jumped up more than ten centimeters. .
"This...isn't this bamboo in the forest feeding on thunder and lightning?"
"No, what exactly is that giant egg? How can it form lightning?"
Fu Shibai was puzzled, and when he was wondering, he saw the suction force reappearing on the bamboo, and then a few more rays of lightning appeared on the dome. The lightning fed back to the bamboo, and the bamboo rushed upward again. Much higher.
This time.
Fu Shiyi finally figured it out.
"It seems that this dome did not generate thunder and lightning, but absorbed the thunder and lightning from Linzhu and strengthened it."
This bamboo grows after swallowing thunder and lightning.
What exactly will it do?
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but start to look forward to it.
.........
After a few days of building the new yard, we only put up the first frame, and the progress was not fast. When Fu Shiyi was thinking about finding a quick way, the communication talisman around his waist lit up.
"Arrived so soon?"
Fu Shiyi tapped his toes and quickly ran towards the entrance of the ancient cliff residence. After opening the formation, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming, and then a big smile broke out on his face:
"Great aunt, cousin Feng!"
"Hey, look at this girl, we haven't seen her for more than eight years, and she has already become a fairy."
When Cousin Feng saw Fu Shiyi, a bright smile appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand to touch the top of Fu Shiyi's head, but Fu Shiyi dodged him:
"Cousin, how many times have I told you not to touch the top of my head."
"Okay, okay, one or two, just like children, go in first, go in first, there will be plenty of time for you to make noise." My aunt looked on with a crooked look on her face.
