Fu Shiyi couldn't help but get excited because she could reveal another world at a glance. She suppressed her excitement and said in a calm tone: "Little sister, no...fellow Taoist, where are you from?"
"Little sister, you can just call me Ling'er. My home is in False Ling City." Ling'er tilted his head and looked at Fu Shiyi: "Little sister, your clothes don't look like our Tianwu County?"
Fu Shiyi's heartbeat paused, and then he said a little embarrassedly: "Ling'er, my sister has been living in seclusion in the mountains with the master. In addition to practicing, she practices. The farthest places she has been to are Tianyue City and Hanshuang City. So, I don’t know about False Ling City and Tianwu County that you mentioned.”
"Oh I got it!"
A trace of teasing flashed across Ling'er's innocent face.
Fu Shiyi was half focused on the sound of fighting in the distance, so she didn't notice it. She was still thinking of continuing to talk, but the fighting in the distance seemed to be coming to an end.
A dark green shadow flashed in the distance.
Then there was a man on Asuka's back. The man had a mask on his face, so his true appearance could not be seen, but his back was hunched and he was dressed like a farmer.
"Kang Bo" Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the old man, and she said excitedly: "Kang Bo, Kang Bo, show me how many spiritual bones you have harvested?"
Kang Bo's eyes paused on Fu Shiyi.
Fu Shiyi suddenly felt that the flow of true energy in her body suddenly solidified. Although it was only for a moment, she clearly felt that Kang Bo, who looked like an old farmer, must be a golden elixir monk.
Although the other party just saved his life.
but.
Fu Shiyi's originally relaxed heart suddenly became tense again.
"Oh, it's only ten spiritual bones!"
Ling'er glanced at the spirit bones handed over by Kang Bo, pouted, and was a little dissatisfied: "Huh, this old ghost looks scary, he is clearly a paper tiger, and he hasn't even condensed twenty spirit bones. .”
Spiritual bones.
This was the first time I met Fu Shiyi.
She looked at the spirit bone in Ling'er's hand, and frowned. This spirit bone mixture exuded a strong yin energy, and there was a little fluorescent light on the surface. She had never heard of the efficacy of this spirit bone:
"Ling'er, what is the spiritual bone in your hand?"
Kang Bo, who was standing behind Ling'er, glanced at Fu Shiyi.
Ling'er smiled for a moment, and then said with great interest: "Miss, you haven't even heard of spiritual bones?"
Fu Shi nodded.
Ling'er coughed momentarily, and like a teacher in class, he put one hand behind his back, shook his head slightly, and explained in a measured tone:
"This spiritual bone has to start with the Yin Pearl."
"Generally, people enter reincarnation after death, but there are exceptions for some lonely ghosts. There are also some who are unwilling to drink Meng Po soup and abandon everything in this life, so they will embark on the path of ghost cultivation."
"Ghost cultivators are similar to us monks. First-level ghost cultivators are equivalent to our innate stage. Their soul power is pitifully low and they cannot refine Yin Qi. Only second-level ghosts can refine Yin Qi, thus There is a certain chance of condensing Yin Beads. Once a ghost cultivator condenses Yin Beads, his cultivation speed will be greatly increased, and the Yin Beads will also rise with the tide. As the Yin Beads get bigger and bigger, the condensed Yin Qi becomes more and more intense. As it becomes more and more pure, there will be a certain chance of spiritual bones being born,"
"The birth of spiritual bones marks their entry into the third level. It is equivalent to our foundation building period. As their cultivation becomes higher and higher, more and more spiritual bones will be condensed."
Speaking of which.
Ling'er threw the spirit bones into the storage bag on her waist unhappily, and hummed: "What I didn't expect was that this old ghost was obviously at the peak of foundation building, but he only gave birth to ten spirit bones! "
I see.
Fu Shiyi's eyes brightened: "Ling'er, what are the functions of these spiritual bones and Yin beads?"
"It has many uses. It can be used to refine weapons and medicines, and..." Ling'er suddenly turned her head to look at Fu Shiyi: "Miss, do you have a spirit bone in your hand?"
Fu Shiyi really does.
After the Green Flame Ghost King was killed by Silver Moon, twenty-one spiritual bones were left in the ground. She conveniently put it into the storage bag.
"Little sister, you really have it!" Ling'er suddenly became excited and stared at Fu Shiyi's storage bag: "Little sister, how many pieces do you have in your hand? The witchcraft I refined is still short of One point, can you sell it to me? I will definitely give you a good price."
Kang Bo, who was standing behind Ling'er, had a hunched back. I wonder if it was Fu Shiyi's illusion, but he felt that it was straightening little by little. She smiled, patted the storage bag, and eight spiritual bones were revealed in her hand. The reason why she took out Eight pieces, because she didn't want the other party to know that she had the strength to kill a third-level peak ghost. After all, she was a stranger, so she still had to keep her trump card. She handed the spirit bone to Ling'er:
"Before you come, I also killed a mid-level third-level ghost. If you need these pieces of spiritual bones, Ling'er, take them. As for the spiritual stones, don't mention them. You saved them. We are master and disciple, and I haven’t had time to thank you yet!”
"Very good!!"
Linger almost jumped up:
"In addition to these eight pieces of yours, little sister, I have two extra pieces as spares. It should be no problem to refine a soul-quenching witch flute. Thank you, little sister. By the way, little sister, you also told me that you What’s your name?”
Ling'er was very happy.
But Fu Shiyi saw shame and sadness in Kang Bo's eyes.
After learning Fu Shiyi's name, Ling'er directly took Fu Shiyi's arm and said affectionately: "Sister Fu, you gave me such a big gift. Since you don't want the spirit stone, you have to answer me." Lingcheng, I have to fulfill my friendship as a landlord, well, that’s settled.”
Not like an invitation.
There was an unquestionable feeling in Ling'er's tone.
Like a superior.
But Fu Shiyi had no idea what the false accusation Ling City contained. It was obviously inappropriate to enter hastily. She was thinking about how to evade it. Kang Bo behind Ling'er looked at Fu Shiyi casually. As soon as the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and said dryly: "Okay...Okay, then I'll forgive you, Ling'er."
Only then did Kang Bo remind him in a low voice: "Ling'er, it's time to go see the old master's property."
Ling'er nodded and patted the bird, which instantly flew away like Caiyun Valley.
Fu Shiyi looked at Caiyun Valley and then at Ling'er. After being stunned for a while, she was dumbfounded. She murmured in her heart: "I dare you that Caiyun Valley is this little girl's property. What on earth is going on here?" What's going on?"
Haven't figured it out yet.
The flying bird stopped steadily at the entrance of the canyon.
When she saw the two thousand corpses that had fallen in Caiyun Valley, Fu Shiyi felt a pain in her heart. She could almost recognize these people. They were the young, twenty-something people she had rescued during her second trip to Frost City. Years have passed, and although they have aged much, she can still recognize their general facial features:
"After all, I am still a step too late!"
