Chapter 1291 It’s hard to tell

The Zhang family relied on three fake infant monks to dare to be so arrogant. Everyone in the hall knew it. However, the highest cultivation level in the Fu family is Mr. Fu, who is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves.

Therefore.

Although I am angry.

No one showed it, it was all in vain.

Everyone's calmness made Brother Sixteen's complaints particularly obvious and harsh.

"Brother Sixteen, calm down."

Fu Shiyi pulled Brother Sixteen.

Seeing everyone's serious expressions, Brother Sixteen closed his mouth in time.

The meeting hall suddenly became audible.

The atmosphere was a bit dull.

Fu Shiyi forced out a smile.

To cheer everyone up:

“There are always more solutions than difficulties.”

"We will find another way to deal with Xiao Zhang's family. Grandpa, let's see if there is any way to heal my father's injuries?"

Fu Zhihong took a fourth-level spiritual grass.

The defeated Dantian has improved.

but.

This is treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

If it is not repaired in time, there will be hidden dangers in the future, and the Nascent Soul will be hopeless.

"Zhihong's disease"

"If you take care of it slowly and take one tritium elixir every month, you should be able to recover in twenty-five years."

Tritium Spirit Pill is a fourth-level pill.

One piece is worth more than 10,000 spirit stones, one piece per month, which is close to 200,000 spirit stones a year. In twenty-five years, that is several million spirit stones. How can the Fu family afford it.

and.

Within these twenty-five years.

Fu Zhihong can't use his true energy yet.

It's equivalent to a useless person.

"Grandpa, is there no other way?"

"There is another way, and it works very quickly. It can almost cure the disease, but..."

Quick results.

That's even more difficult to implement.

Mr. Fu continued:

Valley "but"

"There is a medicinal material here from Southern Xinjiang, which is rare in Fang City for thousands of years. Even in Southern Xinjiang, it is the most precious treasure of Southern Xinjiang. It is very difficult to obtain it."

Difficulty is not the problem.

As long as there is a cure.

Fu Shiyi was going to southern Xinjiang anyway.

She also needs a great witch from southern Xinjiang to refine a witch treasure and build a Yin-Yang bridge leading to the underworld.

Fu Shiyi silently remembered the medicinal ingredient the old man mentioned in his heart.

Fu Zhihong was inexplicably moved for a moment.

at the same time.

My heart was filled with guilt.

because.

What he is going to say next will undoubtedly be an unprecedented shock to Fu Shiyi. Perhaps, it is also very possible that their father-daughter relationship will drift away from this, but... all of these are the helpless choices made at the beginning. .

He can only blame himself for his low level of cultivation.

Fu Zhihong has a complicated heart.

but.

His face was half uncovered.

Fu Shiyi didn't notice it either, but was concerned about Fu Yian's condition. Of the three patients at home, Cousin Feng only needed to rest for a period of time before she could recover. Fu Zhihong's treatment method was also figured out. Now, Fu Yian is the only one left.

Fu Yian.

It is also the most difficult.

Fu Shiyi looked at Fu Zhihong:

"Father, where is Yi'an placed?"

"My grandfather and I went to check on him."

Mr. Fu has been promoted to the fifth level of alchemy master. He should be more capable and capable than Fu Shiyi.

Fu Zhihong pointed to the side door.

They were short of manpower and had to maintain the operation of the formation, so they only separated a small room behind the meeting hall for Fu Yian to recover from his injuries.

"good"

When Fu Shiyi got up.

Fu Zhihong suddenly called her out:

"eleven"

"After reading Yi'an in a while, come over here. I have something to talk to you about alone."