Fu Shiyi was stunned.

The sound of "rustling" leaves blowing in my ears.

The two king bamboo flowers that were originally recovering from the Qiji Lingque Tree, the tree body swayed, and the red flashed, and a ball of inspiration flashed, and the two delicate bodies appeared. They were the sisters in Qingyi and Red who were injured before:

"Meet the master!"

"Yeah."

Fu Shiyi's spiritual consciousness swept over them and found that the injury that had been incurred for a few years had miraculously healed, mostly because he had just absorbed the seven-orbital tree in the sacrificial hall.

Qingyi looks grateful:

"Master"

"Thank you for helping us sisters heal our wounds."

After the Qingyi and the other two turned into their body Wang Zhuhua, they fell into deep sleep. They didn't know about the incident just now, and they thought it was Fu Shiyi who took action to heal their wounds, and they were full of gratitude.

Meanwhile.

The merit book on Fu Shiyi's spiritual platform changes from zero to two hundred values.

Enough to be visible.

The sisters in Qingyi are the master Fu Shiyi from the bottom of their hearts:

"Well, you guys will repair it"

"Next, I will give you a batch of spiritual herbs. I hope that you can take this opportunity to break through to the fourth-level alchemist as soon as possible."

The sisters in Qingyi are originally plants and trees.

He is a talented expert in tempering the essence of flowers and plants.

After Fu Shiyi led the threshold of an alchemist, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Now he is a third-level peak alchemist. I believe that he will advance to the fourth level in a short time.

The wooden box piled up like a hill.

There should be a lot of fourth-level spiritual herbs, which can be used by the two sisters in Qingyi to break through to the fourth-level alchemist.

Fu Shiyi gave a few instructions.

A thought moves.

Then he left the space of consciousness.

The third floor of the sacrifice hall, after the seven-orbital trees were dug up, a ravine hundred feet deep was left. After searching for a circle in the sacrifice hall, there was nothing to find, Fu Shiyi clasped his hands, and the array flags broke out from the ground, falling into two boxes like flowing water.

Come out from the third floor of the sacrificial hall.

The blood river has disappeared.

The glossiness on the surface of the stone statues has become a little brighter.

It seems to break out at any time.

"Gudong"

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but get nervous.

One shot of storage bag.

A message talisman lit up, the fire lit up and then went out.

"Where did Yimu and Sitian go?"

The entire altar.

Only the last three layers left.

But.

But Fu Shiyi couldn't find the way to go.

"They should have other luck."

Since it is not on the first three levels, it means Yimu and Sitian are likely to be at the top of the altar. She can't find a way to go, and so are others. Yimu and Sitian are generally safe

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time"

"It's better to leave early!"

As Fu Shiyi walked along the long stairs to the second floor, he glanced at the cave where he had been hiding not long ago and found that the skeleton was still there, but the bracelet was gone.

Forget it.

Hesitated for a moment.

Fu Shiyi turned around, flew in the wind, and came to the cave. He slapped the storage bag, and several second-level soul-condensing woods that were dozens of feet long appeared. As Fu Shiyi entered a series of inspiration, he quickly combined and soon made a coffin.

Facing the skeleton.

Fu Shiyi gave a gift:

"Senior"

"I was blessed by you before and escaped a disaster."

"The younger generation has no way to repay you, so they can only collect coffins and build a tomb for you. I hope you will achieve the right result after reincarnation."

Outside the altar.

Fu Shiyi chose a remote place, buried the coffin, erected an unknown monument, scattered three glasses of yellow wine, and said goodbye and left.

Little do you know.

Behind her.
Chapter completed!