In the center of Feiling Village stands an ancient tree that reaches into the sky.
Like a palace in the sky, tree houses of different levels are built on top of the ancient trees.
There is a powerful pressure above each tree house. The tree house at the top of the sky holds an extraordinary-looking man. The man's eyes suddenly opened and he murmured to himself:
"Is it finally here?"
The man stood up from meditating, took a step forward, and appeared at the entrance of the village.
"Ancestor!"
When the boy with red eyes saw the man, he kneeled down subconsciously. The man nodded slightly, but his eyes fell on Fu Shiyi:
"Are you Wan'er's little daughter in the mortal world?"
There was no pressure wave on the man, but Fu Shiyi stood in front of him, but she didn't even dare to think about running away. The aura was as strong as the magic stone she met in the ruined village.
Her throat rolled:
"Senior, I am indeed my mother's little daughter."
But he didn't know if her mother was the Wan'er he mentioned.
The man glanced at Qi Xiuyuan again, paused for a second at Qi Xiuyuan's chest, and then said: "Wan'er said that in a few years, the person who inherits her magic weapon will bring her little daughter with him. This young man has become the owner of Huangquan Inn."
The man paused and looked at Fu Shiyi:
"Then you are Wan'er's little daughter."
Finished.
A slight wave of the man's robe.
Fu Shiyi and him disappeared from the spot.
Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help but become anxious and wanted to catch up, but the child on the side quickly stopped him:
"The person just now is the ancestor of our Feiling Tribe. He has not shown his face for hundreds of years. Your companion was summoned by the ancestor alone. It is obviously a blessing earned in eight lifetimes."
Halfway through, the boy glanced at the badge in Qi Xiuyuan's hand and choked up again. Although Qi Xiuyuan was a little worried about Fu Shiyi, the difference in strength meant that he had to complete his mission first.
........
After Fu Shiyi landed and stood up.
I found myself in a room full of butterfly spirit flowers.
The Butterfly Spirit Flower is a sixth-level elixir, and it was very rare in the Central and Southern Immortal World in its heyday. This flower only blooms once every 100,000 years, but its flowering period is very short, just as long as a cup of tea.
But when the butterfly spirit flowers bloom.
Monks who meditate next to it often have an epiphany.
It is said that in ancient times, many gods created 108 avenues to the sky because they had been entrenched in the Butterfly Spirit Flower for a long time.
Fu Shiyi never expected that this person from the Fairy Clan actually raised a plant, and looking at the year, it was already ninety-nine thousand years old, and it was only a thousand years away from blooming!
"sit!"
The man sat cross-legged under the Butterfly Spirit Flower. He did nothing, just sat there, but he was so beautiful that he dared not look directly at her. Fu Shiyi did not expect that there would be such a stunningly beautiful man in the world.
After she was still sitting opposite the man, he said:
"Your mother once said that when you arrive, it will be the day when the butterfly spirit flowers bloom."
When the man spoke, his eyes were not on Fu Shiyi.
But Fu Shiyi felt that even if she just turned her head and had a thought, the other party would know it clearly. : "Senior, I do have a way to make the Butterfly Spirit Flower bloom quickly, but there are conditions."
In front of those who have cultivated themselves to reach heaven.
Fu Shiyi didn't dare to lie, but thinking that all this was arranged by her mother, although she felt uneasy, she was not rude.
When the man heard that Fu Shiyi had a solution, his face that had been emotionless suddenly lit up. He laughed and said, "Wan'er is really a person who keeps her word. Girl, if you need anything, just ask. I Although I haven’t been out and about for a long time, I still have some financial resources.”
The man spoke for a moment:
"In addition, as long as you can make the Butterfly Spirit Flower bloom, I will definitely fulfill the promise I made to your mother back then."
promise?
What promise?
Fu Shiyi suddenly raised his head and glanced at the man.
But the man smiled and did not answer: "As for what it is, you will know it after you let the butterfly love flower bloom."
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but feel expectant and excited. She nodded and walked around Sixth Sister Die Lianhua, and then she said, "Senior, do you have a sixth-level spiritual plant?"
Since the Butterfly Spirit Flower is to be spawned, naturally the catalytic effect of life at the same level is the fastest.
The man's eyelids twitched, but he glanced at Die Lianhua beside him, and finally flicked his painful sleeve, and a simple wooden box appeared in his hand:
"What is sealed in this wooden box is a 90,000-year-old gilded spirit grass. It is a sixth-grade mid-grade spiritual grass. Compared with the butterfly spirit flower, although it is only one grade lower, the concentration of vitality it contains is the same."
But it doesn't have the heaven-defying function of the Butterfly Spirit Flower.
What Fu Shiyi needs is the vitality of the elixir, which has no effect. Originally, the Butterfly Spirit Flower has a medicinal age of 99,000 years, and there is a plant with the same level of elixir vitality, so ripening should not be a problem.
Fu Shi lowered his eyes and said softly:
"Senior, just in case, I need two more things."
The man's handsome eyebrows moved, and before Fu Shiyi could speak, he said quickly: "Girl, although the Butterfly Spirit Flower is rare, if you still need to pay for the same level of elixir, the deal is not cost-effective. Moreover, although You are Wan'er's daughter, but..."
The man didn't finish what he said.
The threat was palpable.
Obviously to tell Fu Shiyi not to be cunning, Fu Shiyi forcibly kept himself from showing any abnormality, and said in a steady voice:
"Senior, in fact, the two things I need are not rare things to you. They are just a bottle of ten-thousand-year-old Snow Spirit Liquid and five fourth-level Sky Fire Fruits."
The man was relieved to hear that it was not a sixth-level spiritual creature.
As long as it's not an excessive request, he doesn't care: "I don't have these two things, please wait a moment."
The man closed his eyes and moved his lips several times.
Less than half an hour.
Fu Shiyi heard the sound of wind coming from outside. The man waved his robe, and a woman with a pair of cyan wings stepped in. There was no pressure wave on the woman, but when she passed by Fu Shiyi, she instinctively I feel a palpitation in my heart,
Obviously this woman must also be a great monk.
Fu Shi stood in the room motionless, looking at his nose and heart.
"Ancestor, these are the two things you want. In addition, my grand-niece also brought you lotus fairy dew."
When Fu Shiyi heard the lotus fairy dew, his throat rolled involuntarily. Lotus Immortal Dew is a fifth-level spiritual liquid. Just one drop can increase the rate of forming pills by 40%. Even in the Zhongnan Immortal World ten thousand years ago, this product was in short supply.
But he didn't expect that the Feiling Tribe would have as many as one bottle.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but be envious.
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