1672 Raising troops to investigate

Mr. Fu took a sip of Wuling tea. He knew what Uncle Twelve was worried about, and stroked his beard and said:

"Twelve, what I promised you will naturally be fulfilled. You can just go ahead and do what you planned before. As for Zhihong... I will personally visit his yard later and practice alchemy in seclusion for a few years. I You also have to go out and walk around, otherwise your old bones will fall apart."

Uncle Twelve heard this.

Most of the worry on his face disappeared.

Mr. Fu changed his voice and mentioned fox fairy grass:

"Twelve, after all these years, there is still no news about Fox Fairy Grass?"

"Reporting to my ancestors, I haven't found out where there is fox fairy grass, but I have found out that this fox fairy grass is the fox fairy grass of the fox fairy lineage. As long as you find the clan of high-level demon foxes, this fox fairy grass will probably It’s settled."

Uncle Twelve glanced at Mr. Fu. Seeing that the old man was interested, he continued:

"Xiaoba has been busy planning to rebuild Nanyangfang City in the past few years. Now he finally has a plan. We have already made an appointment with several major families in Nanyang County to gather in Nanyang Mansion to discuss this matter. There will be a golden elixir event. During the small exchange meeting of monks, I will ask if the other aristocratic families have any news about the Fox Clan."

"When I asked Lan Yisi for help before, the clue they responded to was in the hands of the Nanyang County family, but the specific family was not revealed."

Mr. Fu frowned slightly.

But it's very open and comfortable.

He glanced at Uncle Twelve casually:

"Fifth girl Hua Lan, if it's not a matter of life and death for the clan, we shouldn't bother her."

Fifth sister Hua Lan finally got pregnant.

The first priority now is to give birth to Qilin and consolidate her status in the mind of the big man.

Count with your fingers.

It has been six years since the fifth sister Hua Lan was rumored to be pregnant, but there has been no good news so far. Mr. Fu can't help but feel a little worried. Maybe he can find an opportunity and let his clan members go to visit her.

Uncle Twelve reported back a few important things.

Mr. Fu just listened and did not interfere with Uncle Twelve's decision. After Uncle Twelve left, Mr. Fu drank the Wuling tea in the cup alone in the study. After reading the Alchemy Book of Shengxian Dan, he glanced at Looking at the right hand holding the Alchemy Sutra, there are more age spots on it than in the previous two years.

Mr. Fu let out a long breath:

"The elixir of immortality must be refined as soon as possible."

Get up from the study.

Mr. Fu strode out of the courtyard, with the little boy trotting behind him. When he reached the courtyard gate, Mr. Fu stopped for a moment and said, "Xiao Ruizi, go and take out the bitter wattle grass from the pharmacy and process it. After it dries, I’ll teach you how to make dry stem pills.”

The boy Xiao Ruizi was so happy that he almost jumped up.

He happily agreed, turned around and entered the pharmacy, and started making bitter thorngrass in a hurry.

Mr. Fu turned two corners, passed a row of long-necked trees, and arrived in front of the yard of the patriarch Fu Zhihong. Standing in front of the yard, Mr. Fu suddenly moved his nose and his expression changed. He was no longer as leisurely as before, "Dongdongdong." "Ringing the bell hanging on the wall.

For a while.

Fu Zhihong's courtyard door opened from both sides.

A gust of fragrant wind blew out from inside, blowing over Mr. Fu's head. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in Kongling Mountain and left the Qilin Mountains. Mr. Fu looked very ugly.

He had a straight face, a flash of inspiration under his feet, and rushed into Fu Zhihong's yard like a gust of wind.

He looked like he was raising an army to accuse him!