A false alarm.
Qier wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Yun Hong is the child he values the most!
"Master, I have a few more words to tell you." Qi'er used a soundproofing technique and whispered a few words to Fu Shiyi quickly.
"Are you saying that this child Yun Hong has two spiritual roots?" Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he said in surprise: "That makes sense why he advanced so quickly. I didn't expect that our Caiyun Valley could actually A second spiritual root monk was also born, which is really rare!”
Even in a monk family, the descendants of descendants with spiritual roots can produce one genius with two spiritual roots out of a thousand people, which is a rare occurrence in a hundred years. This Caiyun Valley seems to be a treasure.
and.
these more than twenty years.
It is really rare for six spiritual root monks to be born in Caiyun Valley. You must know that their parents, ancestors, and ancestors for the previous eight generations are all mortals and have no spiritual roots.
“Could it be because of this land?”
There is no way to verify this.
Fu Shiyi thought that Yun Hong had suffered just now and had to make amends for him, so he searched through his storage bag and found an old object, which turned out to be a square Spirit Gathering Bowl.
"Qier, please give this Soul Gathering Bowl to Yun Hong. This Soul Gathering Bowl is only a first-level magic weapon. When activated during cultivation, it can gather the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Although it is very weak, for innate stage monks, enough."
She bought this gathering spirit bowl from her third uncle the first year she came down the mountain for one-third of the price.
Now that she kept it, it had no effect, it was just a thought.
"Master, this... then I will thank you on behalf of Yun Hong!"
The elder's gift is indispensable.
Qier took it with both hands and carefully put it into the treasure bag.
"Your cultivation has been greatly improved now, and the space in this treasure bag is not enough. I came back this time and brought three specially for you."
Do they want gifts too? !
And it’s also a storage bag!
Even Li Mi, who was once the lord of the city, was moved. He looked at the storage bag Fu Shiyi held in his hand and couldn't say no to him, so he could only accept it shamelessly:
"Master, thank you!!"
"With this storage bag, when my disciple goes into the mountains, he won't have to worry about not being able to bring back good things."
"That's right." Qier couldn't put it down and touched the storage bag in her hand: "Master, you don't know that when the three of us brothers go into the mountains to hunt, we can often only take out one piece of animal skin and tusks. That monster's It’s really a pity that I can’t bring my muscles back, but with the storage bag, it will be very convenient!!”
Qier couldn't wait to start practicing the ritual right away and leave her own spiritual imprint on the storage bag. Instead, after Li Mi got excited, he stuffed the storage bag into his arms and put it away. Then he touched the back of his head and said, "Master, this...does Junior Brother Han Li also have this storage bag?"
"Yes, yes." Qier also reacted: "If...if there are only two, then leave mine to Senior Brother Han Li, I...I On weekdays, I either stay in the spiritual field or teach those children, and my cultivation level is low... This storage bag is not good for me..."
It's rare to see them as brothers and sisters.
Fu Shiyi smiled:
"Don't worry, each of you brothers has one. They are all third-level top-grade storage bags. If ordinary foundation-building monks can't afford these, I'm afraid you must keep them carefully and remember not to show them to others casually. In addition, these are I pulled the storage bag from the enemy's corpse. Their surname is Wen and they are a family of mid-level monks, so if you meet a monk named Wen, you must pay more attention and remember it!"
"Yes, Master!!"
The three masters and disciples continued a few more words.
Fu Shiyi's ears suddenly twitched, and he turned around and looked at the entrance of the underground river. After a while, Ling'er and Kang Bo came out with joy on their faces. Kang Bo's breath seemed a bit disordered. He guessed that he was collecting treasures. Suffered some internal injuries.
Ling'er waved to Fu Shiyi and pointed at the Gong Chuan Hall:
"Sister Fu, let's talk alone."
Finished.
Ling'er and Kang Bo disappeared in a flash.
"Master." Qi'er and Li Mi looked worried.
"It's okay, I'll be right back." Fu Shixi smiled reassuringly at Qi'er and the others, moved his body, and after a few breaths, he appeared in the transfer hall.
In the Chuan Gong Hall.
Ling'er sat at the head of the main seat, and Kang Bo stood behind her. Ling'er pointed to the empty seat on her right: "Sister Fu, sit down."
After Fu Shiyi sat down, Ling'er poured a cup of freshly brewed tea for Fu Shiyi: "This is our second-level lotus picking tea in Wuling City. It only takes five hundred years to pick one or two. Sister Fu, try it quickly." , I don’t know if you are used to drinking.”
Take the tea cup.
Fu Shiyi scanned the tea carefully. There was a circle of green mist surrounding the tea. Lotus leaves were looming in the mist. Seeing that there was no poison, she raised the cup and brought it to the tip of her nose. A fresh fragrance suddenly hit her nostrils. After coming, Fu Shiyi was shocked and took a sip. The tea had a faint sweet taste. After entering her stomach, some of the dark wounds left on her body seemed to have improved a lot:
“Great tea!!”
Ling'er smiled.
She also tasted it herself, then shook her head and said:
"Sister Fu, this lotus tea is far inferior to Wuling tea. Wuling tea grows for thousands of years, and one piece is born every hundred years. For us foundation-building monks, drinking a pot before breaking through the bottleneck is of great benefit. , which can increase the success rate by at least 30%!”
Isn't that more powerful than some bottleneck-breaking pills?
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but secretly cultivate a plant. She also planted a Nanlin tea tree in her consciousness sea space. It also reached the third level, but it only takes five hundred years to grow. After that, she can pick eight taels of tea leaves every ten years. . Its effect, for foundation-building monks, if they can take it for decades, there is a certain chance that they can refine the double-pupil technique.
Back then, it was a gift from Shopkeeper Liu of the Refining Pavilion in Xihefang City.
"Ling'er, then the Wuling tea you are talking about is not a fourth-level spiritual plant, right?"
Linger nodded.
Her voice was full of temptation:
"This Wuling tea is our specialty in Wulingcheng, but we never take it out. But...if Sister Fu agrees to some conditions, I will make the decision and give a pound of Wuling tea to my sister. Sister, what do you think?"
A pound?
It takes hundreds of years to grow one piece.
For one kilogram, even if there are dozens of Wuling tea plants, it will take hundreds of years.
The conditions mentioned by Ling'er are obviously not simple.
Fu Shiyi suddenly woke up. The other party spent all his efforts to rescue their master and apprentice from the Green Flame Ghost King. Sure enough, he had a purpose. She straightened her sitting posture and said with a smile:
"Ling'er, I'm afraid I can't bear your Wuling tea."
"Sister Fu," Ling'er's voice remained unchanged, but the smile disappeared from her face: "I can do this as long as I say."
