Chapter 825 Thriving

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"Not urgent."

Fu Shiyi looked around at his surroundings.

Seventh-level formation secrets.

How could such a treasure be easily revealed to people in this wilderness:

"Let's go into the treehouse and talk."

"yes!"

Qi Xiuyuan and the other three agreed in unison.

Qi Xiuyuan waved his sword.

The door of the desert tree house opened with a "squeak". The four of them flashed and entered the tree house. The door closed automatically with a "bang". The three formations in the forest lit up one by one, protecting the tree house heavily.

"What a rich spiritual energy!"

Once inside.

Fu Shiyi saw pieces of mist-like spiritual energy condensed in the air. This spiritual energy seemed to be purer than that of the outside world. It was a bit better than the ordinary fourth-level spiritual spring, but compared to the void that was drawn from her spiritual platform. There is still a big gap in spiritual power.

Except for aura.

The treehouse has grown tenfold in size.

With the original two-story wooden house as the center, small wooden houses were built a few hundred meters apart.

heard movement.

Everyone in the cabin ran out one after another.

The leader was none other than Fu Shiyi's third disciple Qier.

Qi'er originally had four spiritual roots, but Fu Shiyi swept his consciousness and found that the other party had also broken through to the foundation building stage. He couldn't help but feel happy and surprised. As soon as Qi'er approached, a strong medicinal fragrance rushed towards him.

"Master, welcome home."

Qier's face turned red with excitement.

Say nothing.

He gave Fu Shiyi a big gift on the spot.

The five second-generation disciples Yun Meng, Yun Ya, Yundao, Yun Ao, and Yun Liu who followed him quickly made a gesture of worship and shouted: "Welcome Master home."

"Get up, everyone, get up. There is no need to kneel down and worship me in the future."

Fu Shiyi's consciousness scanned the five second-generation disciples one by one and found that they were only at the sixth level of Qi training. The best among the five of them was the third spiritual root, which was expected. However, the second generation She didn't see Yun Hong with spiritual roots. Fu Shiyi kept it in mind, called Qi'er over, and after asking a few questions, she found out that the other party had actually been promoted to a second-level alchemist.

"Yes, yes. Although our school is small, we have a second-level alchemist and a fourth-level formation mage. You have exceeded my expectations."

Fu Shiyi patted the storage bag.

A flash of light.

Dozens of jade slips floated to Qier:

"These jade slips record my alchemy experience, and there are also several alchemy prescriptions. You should study them carefully. The next time Master sees you, you are already a third-level alchemy master."

"Thank you, Master, for the reward!"

Qier's face blossomed into a smile.

The rest of the people also had joy on their faces.

Among their group, only Qi'er has the talent for alchemy. They all hope that Qi'er will become a third-level alchemy master as soon as possible, so that they don't have to risk their lives every day to hunt for those weird creatures outside. This is one of the reasons why they allocate resources to Qi'er to help him build his foundation.

"Master, over the years, we have successively tested ten more tribesmen with spiritual root qualifications in Caiyun Valley. I have been preparing for the initiation ceremony for a long time. You see, do you want to hold it immediately, or wait a while? Say it again."

Return this time.

Fu Shiyi was on an urgent mission.

She waved her hand and said:

"The ceremony is unnecessary. Let them come over and offer me a cup of tea, as long as they mean it. That's it. I still have important things to discuss with you."

"Yes, master."

Li Mi waved his hand for the second-generation disciples to disperse.

He personally led Fu Shiyi to the original two-story wooden house. Outside the wooden house, a third-level formation was set up. A ripple of waves flashed past, and a scent of fragrance rushed towards him.