Fu Shiyi, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, suddenly opened her eyes, and a bright light flashed in her eyes. Sensing the vast ocean of true energy in her dantian, a look of emotion appeared on her face: "Is this the power of the ninth level of the golden elixir? ?”
Although there is only one layer between the eighth level of the golden elixir and the ninth level of the golden elixir, they are very different.
The true energy content in Dantian alone is five times that of before.
The most important thing is.
At this moment, she is already qualified to sprint to Nascent Soul!
"Nascent Soul...."
Fu Shiyi's heart surged with overwhelming pride.
Next.
She had to prepare a baby auxiliary spiritual object as soon as possible.
Think about this.
A flash of memory flashed across her face:
"I wonder how my grandfather went into seclusion and rushed to the Nascent Soul?"
...........
Anyang County, Qilin County.
In the meeting hall on the peak of Fu Jia Ling.
Uncle Twelve sat upright with a solemn expression. Sitting on the left and right below were Brother Sixteen, Brother Eighteen, Brother Eight and cousin Feng Chenchen from the left-behind tribe.
Myna looked anxious, as if there was a machine gun in his mouth, and kept saying:
"Uncle Twelve, preparations for the establishment of Anyang City have been completed. The eighth day of next month will be the auspicious day for the opening of the market. The seventh day of this month will be decided on how the stores and income in Fang City will be divided. I heard about it from the Qin family. The news is that Princess Qin is planning to distribute the distribution based on the results of the competition between the aristocratic families. Among them, the competition between the fake infant monks directly determines half of the dividends in Fangshi. Uncle Twelve, those of our clan who are currently participating in the front line, those who are going to southern Xinjiang, and those who are in retreat, Now that there are only a few of us left, we are going to suffer a big loss!"
Uncle Twelve frowned.
Apparently he also found the matter difficult.
When Eighth Brother saw Sixteenth Brother, Eighteenth Brother and others did not say anything, and couldn't help but said:
"I heard that Bai Lian, the thirteenth sibling, had successfully broken through to become a fake baby a year ago. Do you think it would be possible for her to come to Mangzhou from Luofeng Mountain in Jingzhou to represent our Fu family?"
"no!"
Uncle Twelve flatly refused without thinking.
Bai Lian is pregnant.
She has been pregnant with this baby for many years, and she doesn’t know when it will be born. Besides, her husband, Uncle Thirteen, and son Fu Sitian are both working hard on the front line to save money for the clan. If they can’t even save a pregnant woman, wouldn’t it be a shame? The hearts of Uncle Thirteen and Fu Sitian were broken.
Myna is also quick to talk.
He also knew that there was nothing he could do, so he turned his eyes and looked towards the back mountain:
"Uncle Twelve, this... our ancestor is about to break through to the Nascent Soul. It is inconvenient for us to disturb him. However, the patriarch has also been in seclusion for many years. For such an important matter, do we need to report back to him? As for whether he chooses to come out or not, Isn’t that what the patriarch meant?”
Fu Zhifei also chose to retreat not long after Mr. Fu retreated.
period.
Fu Zhifei came out of isolation once.
At that time, everyone speculated that he should have broken through to fake babies.
In this case, it is undoubtedly the best choice for the clan leader to participate in the war, and it can also shock other villages under the jurisdiction of the Fu family. After all, the Fu family now feels like a leaderless group. The Lei family, which has long since ceased, has begun to lobby and test among several aristocratic families.
"Okay, I'll go to the back mountain after the meeting is over."
Uncle Twelve had a certain look on his face.
Everyone said a few more important things.
The end.
Cousin Feng Feng Chenchen couldn’t help but said:
"Uncle Twelve, I have lost contact with Eleven for more than a year and have been unable to contact you. Do you have any news about Eleven?"
Follow the route.
Fu Shiyi had already arrived in southern Xinjiang.
But half a month ago.
Princess Baimeng was promoted to become a god, and she posted widely, inviting all forces to come and participate in the celebration of becoming a god. During the celebration, Princess Qilian called Uncle Twelve over, and she didn’t know what she said. From then on, The twelfth uncle felt restless day and night, and would return to the ancestral hall from time to time to check on the status of the life soul lanterns of his clan members.
Brother Sixteen also quickly stood up and said:
"Yes, Uncle Twelve, I can't contact Eleven either. What's going on? No matter where Eleven went in the past, he would never disappear for such a long time without any reason. I also want to contact Mo Lan. By chance, What's strange is that even Mo Lan and Yi'an can't be contacted."
Speaking of which.
Brother Sixteen thought of something and his expression changed.
exclaimed:
"Uncle Twelve, won't something happen to Eleven and the others in Southern Xinjiang? No, no, I have to go to Southern Xinjiang. Sister-in-law, do you want to come with me?"
Although Sixteenth Brother's temperament has become a little calmer after experiencing the Tan family incident, his nature is hard to change. He still listens to the wind and rain. He can't sit still anymore. He stood up and walked out without waiting for Uncle Twelve's reply.
Brother Eighteen quickly stopped the person.
Southern Xinjiang is extremely dangerous.
If Brother Sixteen goes there alone, he is afraid that he will be swallowed to pieces in the blink of an eye.
"Huh~"
Uncle Twelve felt pain in his head, and waved to Brother Sixteen to sit down, and then slowly said: "Eleven and the others' life soul lamps are still fine, there is no difference. Sixteen, you can just stay in the clan and concentrate on brewing wine. There’s nothing you need to worry about.”
Where could Brother Sixteen sit? He straightened his neck and said: "Uncle Twelve, I heard Brother Eight say that you ran to the Minghun Hall on the third or fifth day of the year. You must have known that Eleven's life was at stake. Eleven is ours." A great contributor to the clan's rise, if it really doesn't work, let Hua Lan step in and solve it!"
It would be better not to say this.
The words have not yet finished.
Uncle Twelve's face turned darker.
He said in a deep voice:
"I have my own arrangements for the National Day. Okay, you can go about your own business."
Finished.
Uncle Twelve didn't want to say more and simply closed his eyes.
Nowadays, Uncle Twelve is in charge of all the general affairs in the clan. When the family has spoken, Brother Sixteen, even if he is a bit temperamental, does not dare to make a mistake at this time. He secretly knows that the clan seems to be in a dead end now.
A group of people came out of the meeting hall.
Feng's cousin Feng Chenchen made a secret, and suddenly appeared on the mountainside. After opening the magic circle, a pink and jade-like girl jumped up from the spiritual pool with a clatter, and rushed towards Feng's cousin Feng Chenchen. Behind her Nanny Fu followed, panting.
"Ning Ning, you have established your foundation now. You are no longer a child. You must not be naughty."
Feng's cousin Feng Chenchen lovingly hugged the girl Fu Ningning. Ningning tilted her head and glanced at Feng's cousin Feng Chenchen's face. She felt something in her heart and became sad: "Mom, are you worried about Aunt Eleven?"
Cousin Feng Feng Chenchen nodded slightly.
Fu Ningning was as attentive as a hair. During this time, cousin Feng Chenchen was always uneasy. After she repeatedly asked her, cousin Feng Chenchen did not hide anything. Fu Ningning used her pink hands to soothe the forehead of cousin Feng Feng Chenchen and said solemnly. ;
"Mother, don't worry. Ning Ning will work harder to practice and will soon be able to break through to the golden elixir. Then I will accompany you to find Aunt Eleven, okay?"
"Okay, my dear Ningning!"
Cousin Feng Feng Chenchen felt that her heart was about to melt, and at the same time she was a little sad inside. Once Ning Ning advanced to the golden elixir, it would be the time when the other party left her. When he was sad, in a stone room that was originally closed, a young man coughed lightly and walked out like an adult:
"My eldest nephew and daughter-in-law, there is also me. I also want to accompany you to find Xiao Shiyi."
