The eighth uncle is already one hundred and sixteen years old this year, and he may fall asleep one day and never get up again. The seventh uncle, who has guarded Xihefang City all his life, is also one hundred and sixteen years old this year. Thirty years ago, the clan He was asked to return to Luofeng Mountain to rest in peace, but he was still unwilling and continued to guard Baibao Pavilion. They, the older generation, had almost dedicated their entire lives to the family.
Fu Shiyi's nose felt sore:
"Eight Uncle, you are the Sea-Dinging Needle in our clan. You must take good care of yourself. In five years, the second longevity fruit under the tiankeng will be mature. At that time, I will tell my father and ask you to take it. With this longevity fruit, you can add ten more years to your life!"
"Silly boy!"
Uncle Ba smiled and shook his head, feeling warm in his heart.
When people get old, even immortal cultivators are taboo about talking about these topics of birth, old age, illness and death.
He counted with his fingers and then said:
"On November, the Si'an Ambassador from the Gaoyang County branch of the Lanyi Division will arrive in Jingzhou in a month or two, right? Two years ago, I moved the Huoyunji according to your instructions. When I arrived at the Xihe Garden, I also caught all the more than two hundred Songling Rats, and now they are kept in the newly planted Songlin bamboo next to Yunya Garden. Over there at the Termite Hill, there are currently The child in Yi'an is responsible for taking care of the Songzhu Forest and watering the spiritual spring every one and a half months. Other things on the termite mountain remain intact. Eleven, look, do you want to go check it out before the Fourth An envoy arrives? Ichiban?"
Fu Shiyi had this intention.
After decades of cultivation, nearly forty acres of Songlin bamboo have been planted on the termite hill.
Almost the entire northern side of the mountain was covered.
Seen from a distance, it looks lush and green, in sharp contrast to the bare, lifeless south. Among them, the four Songlin bamboos spawned by Fu Shiyi have reached the third level of high-grade, and the Songlin bamboos born every year The juice can be sold for three hundred spirit stones.
Fu Shiyi didn't let Uncle Eight follow him. He put on the invisibility cloak himself. He was familiar with the roads and arrived at the gate of Songlinzhu in less than half a quarter of an hour. Before he entered, he heard the anxious call of a young man inside:
"Hey, how many times have I told you not to touch those spiritual springs? I keep pouring them, and I keep pouring them. Put the ladle down for me quickly. Do you hear me? You will twist your waist like last time. Okay, now I am a first-level alchemist, and I don’t have time to refine pills for you for bruises and injuries.”
"Hey, I listen to my son."
"Huh, if you were obedient, you wouldn't follow me here."
"Yi'an, if you say this, my mother is wronged. She is acting according to the order. Before your grandma passed away, she gave you many instructions to ask me to be by your side at all times. Her old man's Mom can’t help but listen to her last words, right? Mom’s precious son!”
"Call me Yi'an!"
"............"
After listening to the conversation between mother and son in Songlin Zhunei for a while, Fu Shiyi realized that this was Fu Shenyi's daughter-in-law and Fu Da's grandson Fu Yian. Back then, Mrs. Yang specially begged her to bring back Fu Shenyi's divorced daughter-in-law. Here, after Mrs. Yang's death, Fu Shengyi's wife has been accompanying Yi'an.
In the blink of an eye, it’s been almost twenty years.
Fu Shengyi's wife has turned gray at the temples.
Entering the Songzhu Forest, Fu Shiyi's eyes suddenly focused on Fu Yian. She couldn't believe it: "In less than twenty years, this child has reached the peak of Qi training?! This speed... ..too fast!!”
Fu Yian is less than thirty this year.
Fu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat:
"Could it be..."
Nineteen years ago, the magic energy in Fu Yian's body broke out. Fu Shiyi used all his strength to absorb most of the magic energy in his body with the help of space, and then sealed the magic eye between his eyebrows:
"Isn't the seal loose?"
Fu Shiyi thought about it, made a prompt decision, released her spiritual consciousness, and cautiously approached Fu Yian who was using the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique. The moment her spiritual consciousness touched Fu Yian, a black energy suddenly flashed away from the seal between Fu Yian's eyebrows. , so fast that it is difficult to catch with the naked eye.
"no problem!"
Fu Shiyi's consciousness quickly ran over Fu Yian's body and found nothing unusual. Seeing that the seal between his eyebrows did not loosen at all, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She walked around the termite hill and checked it carefully. There was nothing wrong, so she thought about turning back. When she passed by the centipede ant hole, she stopped in confusion. She glanced at it and carried the barrel out. Fu Yian came back and took a look at the centipede ant hole. There was a vague idea in his mind, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember:
"No, it seems I'll have to follow Yi'an for a while."
But the next five days.
Fu Shiyi stayed in the alchemy room of Yunya Garden. This kid seemed to be very obsessed with alchemy. If his mother hadn't forced him to come out for lunch, he would have been either practicing or thinking about alchemy 24 hours a day. , even if Fu Yikang, the son of the fifth sister-in-law next door, came to see him, he would not see him behind closed doors.
"This child has reached the peak of Qi training at a young age. It seems that it is mostly due to his own hard training."
Fu Shiyi found the Eighth Uncle and wanted him to try to call Fu Yian out and ask a few questions, but before he could speak, the messenger jade pendant around the Eighth Uncle's waist suddenly flashed red, and Fu Shiyi's heart tightened. Then the fourth brother and the others were returning with their great aunt. As expected, the voice of the thirteenth uncle rang out from the jade pendant:
"Myna, we are back!"
Great aunt!
Fu Shiyi saw that Uncle Eighth had already walked out of the hall and hurriedly followed:
"Eighth uncle, in a moment, you can think of a way for me to meet my great-aunt."
This should be the last one.
Uncle Ba paused for a moment, nodded slightly, and quickly walked out of the gate of Yunya Garden. Fu Shiyi was afraid of being seen through, so he went to the sinkhole first to hide. At midnight, the messenger jade pendant around her waist lit up. Fu Shiyi put on the invisibility cloak as agreed with Uncle Eight, and gently touched the first main room on the left side of Yanyang courtyard.
room.
The eighth uncle was waiting behind the door. When he saw Fu Shiyi come in, he hurriedly said: "I persuaded Girl Feng to go to rest with all my sincerity. You only have time for one stick of incense at most. I guess Girl Feng can rest assured." If you don’t, you have to turn back, I’ll guard the door for you outside and keep an eye on you, so hurry up.”
"yes!"
Fu Shiyi's heart was beating wildly.
She was less than ten steps away from the canopy bed, but her feet felt like lead. She forced herself to calm down and walked towards the bed step by step:
"Great aunt!"
Even though she was mentally prepared, when she saw the usually heroic man lying there with a face full of ginger, motionless, as if his breath had been cut off, the tears she was holding back flowed down unknowingly.
"Tick" sound.
One of the drops happened to fall on my great-aunt's wrist.
"Auntie, I'm Eleven, I'm here to see you, please open your eyes, greataunt!"
According to what the eighth uncle said.
My great-aunt fell into a coma after leaving the gate of Feng's house. She almost died several times on the way back. If Bai Lian hadn't donated the Fuyu Pill, she wouldn't be able to survive now. Despite this, my great-aunt She only woke up once when passing by Blindliu Mountain. At that time, she only said one sentence:
"Go back to the ancient cliff residence."
"Auntie, I have some good news for you."
Fu Shiyi tried her best to calm down. She didn't want the old man to leave with regrets:
"My grandfather, your brother has become an alchemy monk. He is now in a desert area, looking for a way home. With the support of his old man, our Fu family will definitely be able to repeat its glory and return to its ancestral land."
"Cousin Feng, you don't have to worry."
"As long as I'm here, no one will bully her, I promise you. Aunt... Can you hear me? If you can, please open your eyes. Well, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, just tell me and I will definitely help you fulfill them. Great-aunt..."
There are no outsiders here at this time.
Fu Shiyi's tears flowed very fiercely, and the big tears fell to the ground, and many of them fell into the hands of his great-aunt, whom Fu Shiyi held tightly. Fu Shiyi called for a long time, but his great-aunt There was still no sign of waking up. The time to burn the incense was almost up. Fu Shiyi could only stand up. The moment he let go of his aunt's hand, her pupils suddenly widened:
"Auntie, are you awake?!"
just.
She clearly felt her great-aunt's fingers move slightly.
Fu Shiyi's face showed hope, but he saw his aunt's eyelids rolling, and then she slowly opened her eyes. Her ginger complexion also improved little by little. After a while, the old lady could be helped by Fu Shiyi. Next, she reluctantly sat up. Fu Shiyi knew that this was a flashback in time, and she hurriedly lowered her head to hide the sadness on her face:
"Auntie, just wait, I'll ask Uncle Ba to order a bowl of your favorite Huoyun Chicken Noodles right away."
Fu Shiyi quickly picked up the summons token, activated it, and sent the message. My aunt didn't stop her, she looked at Fu Shiyi kindly, with a slight smile on her lips:
"Good boy, it's rare that you still remember what my great-aunt likes to eat."
My aunt paused.
He took Fu Shiyi's hand and patted it:
"I heard what you just said to me. It's not in vain that I have hurt you all these years. Eleven, your cousin Feng is different from you. I always think that she has an old immortal like me to support her. Even if it's not good, he still has his father and his biological brother, so he doesn't have too many demands on her on weekdays, but who would have thought that your cousin......"
Cousin Feng lost her father and brother one after another. For her who had never experienced setbacks since she was a child, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue. Now her only direct blood relative was leaving her, and she herself had to leave her hometown. To live and rest in a completely unfamiliar place.
"You know the character of your cousin Feng best. She has never seen killing since she was a child, and she has never eaten a bite of meat since she was a child. If she were born in a wealthy family of mortals, she could still have a smooth life, but now that she has embarked on the road of cultivating immortals , that is, there are thorns every step of the way, and every footprint is mixed with donated blood."
