After the others dispersed.
Fu Zhihong called Sanniang to stop: "Sanniang, I will leave Guyaju soon. Eleven needs more care from you, but you don't have to worry too much. Eleven will be fine."
Fu Zhihong relayed to Sanniang one by one the precautions for taking care of Fu Shiyi.
Then he rushed to Xihefang City.
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Zuixian Tower in Xihefang City.
The usually bustling restaurant put up a closing sign early in the morning. Seeing this, the casual cultivators who had arranged to have dinner together couldn't help but murmur and complain.
Now Jingzhou is sealed.
On the nearby hilltop where hunting was possible, the casual cultivators had eaten a lot of vegetables and fruits. They had nothing to do, so they made an appointment with a few friends and went to Zuixian Tower to order some side dishes and talk about old times.
Anyway, taking turns to be the host doesn't cost a few spirit beads.
"Look, Brother Feng, less than an hour after we sat down, there are already more than thirty guests coming to our door. The Fu family is really good at making money!"
Patriarch Liu was sitting in the elegant seat of Zuixian Tower.
He closed the window with a smile, took the Xueling tea brewed by Patriarch Feng, took a sip, gave a thumbs up and said:
"Brother Feng, your Feng family's specialty Xueling tea has become more fragrant. Hey, all of you are making money in a good way, unlike our Liu family, who are gnawing at the inheritance left by our ancestors and are getting worse every day!"
Clan Liu sighed.
Patriarch Feng smiled and said nothing, secretly slandering him in his heart.
If we talk about the method of making money, the four major families in Jingzhou are none other than the Liu family. Even though they have been together for thousands of years, the Feng family still can’t figure out the source of the Liu family’s wealth. Anyway, the Liu family complains about poverty every day, but their strength cannot be underestimated. Disdainful.
The two chatted for a while.
Seeing that Fu Zhihong hadn't come yet, Chief Liu said jokingly: "Brother Feng, speaking of it, the twelve members of our family have been married to your Feng family for decades, but compared to the Fu family, you are foreign to our Liu family." It’s true, my brother is feeling very unhappy.”
Patriarch Feng’s mother is Fu Zhihong’s aunt.
The two of them are cousins.
The twelfth member of the Liu family married the cousin of Patriarch Feng. They were so close that no one needed to tell her apart. Patriarch Feng smiled and changed the subject.
Patriarch Liu was clearly at odds today:
"Brother Feng, if you think that girl Twelve is incompetent, I also have a younger daughter who has the qualifications of three spiritual roots. The most important thing is that she is naturally particularly interested in spiritual planting. Pei Pei has shown quite a lot of talent, I remember your son is not married yet, they are a match made in heaven!"
The little daughter Liu Yiyi that Patriarch Liu was talking about.
She is his old daughter.
She is usually the most valued by Patriarch Liu, and her spiritual planting skills are famous throughout Jingzhou. Patriarch Feng is obviously a little moved.
Compared to the fifth sister of the Fu family, she has no skills.
This Liu Yiyi will be more valuable if she marries her.
A look of hunger and hesitation flashed across Patriarch Feng's face. Over there, Patriarch Liu saw something going on, and when he was about to speak, his ears suddenly twitched, he picked up the teacup on the side and continued the Xueling tea ceremony:
"Brother Feng, your cousin is a very busy man and he finally got here."
Not long after he finished speaking.
In the box, Fu Zhihong, dressed in green clothes, walked in. Patriarch Liu glanced at him, his expression suddenly changed, and then returned to normal. With a wave of his hand, the teacup suddenly shot towards Fu Zhihong.
“Good tea!”
Fu Zhihong didn't stop or even move his hands. The teacup followed him automatically. He took a sip and said with a smile.
Patriarch Liu narrowed his eyes slightly.
His attack just now used 70% of his strength, but Fu Zhihong easily dispelled his strength. It seemed that the opponent had already entered the middle stage of foundation building.
Patriarch Feng's reaction was a little slow, but he also noticed that Fu Zhihong had been promoted, and a look of difference flashed across his face:
"Congratulations, cousin, for rising two levels in a row and entering the fifth level of foundation building. My cousin's cultivation speed is really fast. He was a few years behind me in foundation building, but now he has surpassed me."
Fu Zhihong said a few words of humility.
Patriarch Liu here has built an eight-story foundation, and Patriarch Feng has built a three-story foundation. They happen to be on the same watershed.
After the three of them sat down, Chief Liu smiled and said:
"Now that everyone is here, let's talk about the opening of this secret realm."
"Brother Liu, don't worry, there are still people who haven't arrived yet."
Fu Zhihong pointed outside. Patriarch Liu and Patriarch Feng's expressions paused, and then their expressions became a little ugly, but they returned to normal in an instant.
The three of them were silent.
Just quietly tasting the Xueling tea.
It's like tasting some rare and famous brand, but everyone has their own thoughts.
"Clan Chief Liu, Chief Fu, and Chief Feng, I'm sorry, I'm late, I really deserve to be punished, I deserve to be punished!"
No one has arrived.
A young voice floated in from outside.
Then a man who was no more than thirty years old came in, with a cinnabar on his forehead. He was undoubtedly Zhang Tianmiao, the head of the Zhang family.
The Zhang family has only been closed for more than ten years.
Open the mountain again.
However, Patriarch Zhang has transformed from the qi-training boy back then to a late-stage foundation-building monk at the seventh level of foundation-building. His cultivation level is even two levels higher than Fu Zhihong's.
Everyone here.
Only Patriarch Liu, the old immortal, can surpass him.
Patriarch Feng is supposed to be the one who built the foundation first among the three of them, but now he has the lowest cultivation level. He couldn't help but said bitterly: "Patriarch Zhang, you have already built the seventh level of foundation at such a young age. You are really young and promising!"
According to this practice speed.
This Tianmiao is very likely to be able to form an elixir successfully.
Zhang Tianmiao said humbly: "Thanks to all of you for taking care of us. If it weren't for you, our Zhang family would have been swallowed up by Wu Renshan long ago, and even these shops in Xihefang City are thanks to everyone's help." , otherwise it would have been swallowed up by that group of cultivators long ago."
This Tianmiao mouth is full of gratitude.
But what he said was that he wanted to get his store back.
Patriarch Liu was the last to be shameless, but the other party did not criticize him and just pretended not to hear. Patriarch Feng on the side just lowered his head and drank tea. It was not so easy to spit out what he had eaten.
It was Fu Zhihong who spoke first:
"Now that your Zhang family has left the family, this store will naturally be returned to your management. You can just call a clan member over later and let them go through the handover procedures."
When their Fu family was weak.
Shops in Xihefang City were also annexed by others.
Therefore, Fu Zhihong understands the pain of this best, and the leader of the clan is already at the seventh level of foundation building. It will be a matter of time to take back the store, so he might as well sell it to the other party.
After all, the secret realm is opening right before our eyes.
It's always good to have an extra ally.
"Then I'd like to thank Brother Fu!"
Zhang Tianmiao just mentioned it casually today. He didn't expect the Fu family to be so sensible. Thinking of the family's records about the Fu family, he couldn't help but sincerely admire Fu Zhihong.
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