The fifth sister woke up just before the incense stick burned out.
The one-eyed old man standing next to Luan Jia snorted: "You're lucky." He exchanged a few words with the person writing on the side. After recording, the person writing the jade slip respectfully handed the jade slip to the old man with both hands.
After the old man took it.
Make a seal with your hands and recite the mantra silently in your mouth.
The jade slip thrown in the air flashed with rays of light and disappeared.
He turned to face the noisy people in the square, cleared his throat, and said:
"Everyone, please be patient. Your performance in the Penglai Fairy Island fantasy world and the actual battle in Mangzhou has just been sent to the princess. Those who have passed the test can please stay where they are and wait for the princess. The rest please follow the attendants. Exit the Villa."
The one-eyed old man finished speaking.
Clap your hands.
Suddenly, an attendant whose name was hidden in the darkness appeared and forcibly took the still dazed loser out of the villa. The number of people in the hall suddenly decreased by more than a hundred, and everyone already knew what was going on. It's the same thing, so even if you have some complaints in your heart, you don't dare to make any noise.
The one-eyed old man was quite satisfied with this:
"Everyone, it will take some time for the princess to arrive. Let's have a meal first."
Finished.
A desk and futon appeared out of thin air in front of the sixty-eight Foundation Establishment monks present. One after another, the maids came out, carrying spiritual fruits, wine, and delicious food.
Soon the small table in front of everyone was filled with things.
Fu Shiyi was already hungry. Seeing that Senior Sister Liu was already holding chopsticks, she immediately started eating: she picked up a purple spiritual fruit the size of her little finger and threw it into her mouth.
The spiritual fruit melts in your mouth.
A warm trickle pours into the body, exits from the stomach, goes up through the diaphragm, pours into the heart, and joins the Shaoyin Heart Meridian in the hand.
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.
For monks in the Qi training stage, eating this purple fruit regularly can obviously improve their skills. Seeing that there were eight left on her dinner plate, she rolled up her sleeves and put them in her storage bag.
Over there in Caiyun Township, Hanshuang City.
She has thirty acres of first-class spiritual land.
No fruit trees have been planted yet, they are only used to grow blood spirit grass.
Halfway through the dinner, a red light suddenly flashed over the square, and a long red silk seemed to fall from the sky. On the red silk, a woman walked out of the clouds and mist as if taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. She was closer. But he saw that the other party's hair was tied up in a bun like a pile of phoenixes, and he was wearing a green velvet flower armor. A pair of gold lotuses are just half off.
Is this the Princess of Nanyang?
Fu Shiyi followed the others and stood up from his seat. Senior Sister Liu had warned him before, so he did not dare to peek at the other party. He just lowered his head. However, the surprised voice of the one-eyed old man came to his ears:
"Miss Hongling, why are you here alone? Where is the princess?"
"The princess has something to deal with temporarily, so she can't come."
Hong Ling, who was stepping on the red silk, casually glanced at the people standing in the square with their hands tied, and said calmly: "Are these the ones who have passed the test?"
When the one-eyed old man heard that the princess was not coming, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. When he heard that Hongling was obviously dissatisfied with the number of qualified people, he was afraid that the other party would sue him again in front of the princess, so he hurriedly explained:
"Miss Hongling, Jingzhou is already a place lacking in spiritual energy. In addition, the people who came from Nanyang Province are some casual cultivators with no foundation. Forty-eight of the two hundred and twenty are qualified. This is already a very high base. "
"That's fine."
Hong Ling didn't have high expectations.
And she couldn't understand why the county chief spent so much manpower and material resources to turn Jingzhou into a transit station, but after all, he was doing things according to orders, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong.
He touched the bracelet on his wrist with his right hand.
Suddenly a treasure bag appeared in her palm:
"Mr. Li, this is the pass token for Mangzhou. You can distribute it to them. As for the various matters in Mangzhou, please tell them together. I have something to do with the princess, so I will take my leave first!"
The words have not yet finished.
There was a flash of red light in the sky.
Hong Ling disappeared without a trace.
Fu Shiyi, who had been listening with his head lowered, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She thought she could see Princess Nanyang, but she didn't expect that the other party just sent a maid next to her.
"uh-huh!"
The one-eyed old man took the treasure bag.
A flash of light shone on it, and after confirming that the access token was correct, he said, "Since the princess is not coming, let me tell you about Mangzhou."
The one-eyed old man waved his hand to the guards to remove Luan Jia.
Standing at the top of the square:
"Mangzhou is not within the territory of our Yue Kingdom, and I don't know how vast it is. You only need to know two things about this trip. First, you will receive a pass token in a moment. Your identity token in Mangzhou. In Mangzhou, if you don’t wear this token on your body, other monks will kill you without hesitation."
so serious?
Fu Shiyi's heart suddenly trembled.
It seems that Mangzhou is not a safe place.
The one-eyed old man continued: "This token is distributed to you for free this time. However, if you lose it and want to replace it, you need to hand over 30,000 spirit stones!"
Thirty thousand spiritual stones? !
This... This is comparable to three Foundation Establishment Pills.
When Fu Shiyi was the richest, he couldn't afford this token!
Everyone couldn't help but started whispering.
The one-eyed old man snorted coldly and said: "Thirty thousand spiritual stones are all cheap. This token can transport you to Mangzhou. Secondly, if you are in danger in Mangzhou, just crush the token." Teleported back to Jingzhou, this token was made by the master of weapon refining, not..."
The one-eyed old man was halfway through his words.
So he kept it.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the token could be sent back in times of crisis. In this way, they had a life-saving tool in Mangzhou.
The one-eyed old man saw that everyone became quiet.
Then he continued:
"There is another reason why this token is so important, that is, after you use your own blood and essence to refine it, the number of monsters you have killed in Mangzhou will be displayed on the token. The second point is also particularly important. A little bit.”
The old man paused.
He scanned the people in the square one by one and said:
"Everything you gain in Mangzhou belongs to you personally and does not need to be turned over to us. Moreover, the more monsters you kill, the more contributions you will accumulate. With this contribution point, you can exchange it with the princess for your What you want are some good things that you can’t find in the Yue Kingdom, or even in the current Central and South Immortal Cultivation World.”
The old man didn't finish his words.
The square suddenly became lively.
Fu Shiyi was also very excited. She finally understood why Senior Sister Liu said that this would be a great opportunity for her and their family. According to their current situation, if they want to go further, it will be difficult to reach the sky. A third-level spiritual grass It requires more than three hundred years of cultivation.
Wait until the spiritual grass matures.
They have all returned to the west!
This Mangzhou is so crucial to the Fu family!
After the excitement, Fu Shiyi calmed down. Although this was a big opportunity, it also came with high risks. After all, monsters were difficult to kill, at least much harder to deal with than the monsters in the Southern Wilderness.
"Be quiet!"
The one-eyed old man frowned.
He pressed the air with his hands and waited until the place calmed down before continuing:
"I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you so excited? As for contribution points, besides killing monsters, there is another way. Moreover, if this method works, the contribution points will be unbelievable."
The one-eyed old man gave it a try.
He didn't continue talking.
Instead, he waved his hand and called the attendant who had just recorded it. He took out the tokens in the treasure bag one by one, and after matching them with the names on the jade slips, he asked the attendants to distribute them. Only then did the old man speak, Continued:
"The other way is:"
"Defend a city!"
"The contribution points are divided according to the number of residents in the city you defend, the number of years you defend it, and the level of your spiritual veins!"
Hear this.
Fu Shiyi figured it out.
If a monk wants to grow stronger, the number of mortals cannot be less. Mortals are the foundation. And spiritual veins are the foundation for nurturing spiritual beings in the world. Both of these are indispensable in the world of cultivation.
Relative to hunting monsters.
Fu Shiyi prefers to guard the city's spiritual veins.
Seeing that the tokens had been distributed to everyone, the one-eyed old man said: "Now, each of you look at the tokens in your hands to see if the name engraved on it is yours. If there is no mistake, start to master the sacrifices above. Let’s use the method of refining. After each of you has sacrificed the token, you can go home."
Everyone was a little curious just after getting the token.
Couldn't help but observe.
The one-eyed old man frowned and said coldly:
"The teleportation in Mangzhou will start at the beginning of tomorrow morning. If you want to wait another ten years, then continue to waste it here."
Are you going to set off at dawn tomorrow?
This is too rushed.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but look at his father. The patriarchs of the four major families in Jingzhou were all here. There were so many things to deal with when the patriarch resigned, but now it was less than five hours before Chenshi, which also included the sacrifice ceremony. Time to refine the token.
The one-eyed old man had not yet finished speaking.
The sixty-eight monks present no longer had time to observe the tokens. They all began to recite incantations and use the real fire in their bodies to refine the tokens. In an instant, the temperature in the entire square suddenly rose a lot.
Everyone here is a foundation-building monk.
Even if you are not a weapon refiner, you are very skilled in sacrificing magic weapons. However, the method of sacrificing the token is different from the traditional one. Not only does it require the blood of the heart, but also a trace of spiritual consciousness is divided into the token. among.
But all this is for Fu Shiyi.
It's a bit familiar.
After all, when she refined the "Qingyuan Sword Art", she split her consciousness into half, so after she thought about the method, she took a deep breath, and then exhaled the turbid air in her chest. , patted his chest, sprayed a mouthful of heart blood on the token floating in front of him, made seals with his hands as fast as a butterfly passing through a flower, and recited a spell in his mouth:
"Xuanxin is the best, the door to selflessness... The direction of the heart can turn the world around, speed!!!!"
A one-eyed old man drinking tea in the square.
Hearing the sound, he let out a light sigh. Seeing that Fu Shiyi had already refined more than half of the token in less than half an hour, his eyes flashed with surprise. The attendant saw that he was holding the tea cup without moving. Thinking that he wanted to refill the tea, when he stepped forward, he was glanced at by the one-eyed old man, and the attendant stepped back knowingly.
"call!"
Fu Shiyi's closed eyes suddenly opened.
She reached out and made a move, and the token suspended in the air fell into her palm. She could clearly feel that the token had an instinctive connection with herself. She threw the token into the air, made a hand seal with both hands, and struck. After entering a magic formula, the token flashed red and a line of small seal characters appeared:
[Name: Fu Shiyi; Contribution points: 0]
Fu Shiyi had a smile on his face.
At this time, a voice sounded in her ears:
"Yes, little girl, your sacrificial refining technique is much faster than others!"
"Mr. Li, thank you very much."
When Fu Shiyi saw that the one-eyed old man was coming, he put away the token, stood up and smiled modestly.
Seeing that the rest of the people in the square had not finished their sacrifices, the one-eyed old man used a soundproofing technique and said with a smile: "Little girl, when you go to Mangzhou, do you plan to kill the monsters or defend the city?"
Is this a point to make? !
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up. How could she miss such a good opportunity? She didn't hide it, and directly told her all her thoughts: "Mr. Li, I have low abilities and have no experience in fighting enemies, so I thought it would be safer to defend the city. "
The one-eyed old man was obviously not surprised: "Defending the city is not an option, but little girl, if a monk wants to gain a foothold, he needs to find spiritual veins, and as far as I know, the spiritual veins you sent during this trip, Almost all of it has been eroded by pollution.”
Is the spiritual vein contaminated? !
Fu Shiyi wanted to ask again.
The senior sister in the field has also completed her sacrifice.
Seeing this, the one-eyed old man withdrew the formation and went to the rear for inspection.
Seeing that the rest of the clan had not woken up, Fu Shiyi quickly walked to the attendant guarding the door and asked him to help inform his father and others, and then quickly walked to Nanyang Villa.
Out the door.
She went directly to the book shop in Nanyangfang.
Red lanterns have been hung at the door of the bookstore. There were only a few monks coming in and out at this time. When Fu Shiyi entered the store, the waiter was dozing off. Seeing that there were customers coming so late, he was obviously a little surprised:
"Senior, what type of books do you want?"
"It's related to spiritual veins!"
Fu Shiyi got straight to the point: "Especially similar books that can repair spiritual vein pollution, do you have any in your store?"
The waiter blinked.
Usually people who come to the door are looking for various martial arts books, or books on the various arts of cultivation, and are looking for books related to spiritual veins. This was the first time he encountered it. He scratched his head and said:
"Senior, this... this book on spiritual veins is not popular. I can't remember if it exists. Can you please let me look through the catalog?"
This street is full of Nanyang Prince's shops.
The bookstore is on the first floor, and there are no less than hundreds of thousands of books. When the waiter in the store browses through it, I don’t know what year and month it is. Fu Shiyi thought for a while and said: "Look slowly, as long as it is related to the spirit." I want anything related to pulse, and by the way, I also want books about weird things. This is a deposit. If you find it, send someone to the Baibao Pavilion of the Fu family in Jiufang!"
time is limited.
Fu Shishi put the deposit on the counter, left Nanyangfang, and went to Nanhuangfang. Similarly, she found a bookstore selling classics, paid the deposit, and walked around until she returned to Jiufang Baibao Pavilion. By that time, the rest of the clan had returned from Nanyang Villa.
