1803 concealment
"Buzz!"
A rapid buzzing sound came from the transmission token on her waist.
Fu Shiyi suddenly woke up.
She seemed to put the exquisite box with seven orifices into the storage bag, but in fact it was thrown directly into the sea of consciousness space. Such a treasure is really not suitable for viewing in this unsafe place.
A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in the teleportation token.
Fu Shiyi flashed and disappeared. When he reappeared, he found himself on a cliff with a bottomless abyss at his feet.
The fox's den is under the abyss.
"Eleven, you finally came out, are you okay?"
Look around.
But she saw that Mr. Fu, Fu Zhihong, Eighteenth Brother, and Sixth Sister Mo Lan had all escaped from the underground palace and were surrounding her safely.
Look down.
The teleportation token in her hand said "kacha" and broke into two pieces.
Seeing this, Fu Zhihong explained that this was a one-time transmission token, and then briefly talked about how they came out of the underground palace. At the end, he said with half concern and half curiosity:
"Eleven, what is the purpose of that palace master looking for you?"
"It's nothing, just asked me a few questions."
Reminds me of the warning from the woman in palace attire.
Fu Shishi hid the affairs between his mother, brother and the others.
Seeing that her father still wanted to ask more questions, she quickly said:
"Father, we have only three days left to meet with the Cheng family and the Ouyang family. We'd better hurry up and make peace with them."
The eighteenth brother hesitated for a moment and retreated a little. He felt that they had obtained the bodhi tree during this trip. This harvest was enough. He met the Nascent Soul cultivator while still at the outer gate. If he entered the inner gate, it would be even more dangerous, so he might as well
Get out early:
"Ancestor, Patriarch, Eleven, I think we might as well quit right now? We have already obtained the fox fairy grass, so this trip is worth it."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Fu Zhihong glared at Brother Eighteen.
Wealth and wealth are found in danger.
And.
If he can get a longevity pill, then the old man can hope to advance to Nascent Soul, which is the hope of their Fu family. Obviously, Mr. Fu obtained the Cangling Fruit and did not mention it to Fu Zhihong and the others. The efficacy of the Cangling Fruit
Damn it, in this dangerous environment, it is a good thing that one less person knows.
Fu Zhihong was afraid that Brother Eighteen would be dissatisfied.
A little explanation is necessary:
"Eighteen, before entering the ruins, we signed a soul contract. We are not allowed to withdraw midway before refining the longevity pill."
End of conversation.
Fu Zhihong's eyes fell on Fu Shiyi and sixth sister Mo Lan.
Although it’s a little hard to say.
But still:
"Eleven, Mo Lan, the top-grade spiritual stone that Master Xuan gave you, you can use it first at Eighteen. Your spiritual stone can activate that thing just once. In times of crisis, it may be able to save our lives."
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"Okay."
Fu Shiyi and sixth sister Mo Lan did not hesitate.
Mr. Fu also handed over his share of high-grade spiritual stones to Brother Eighteen.
Brother Eighteen suddenly became excited. With the fake baby puppet as his trump card, he felt a little more confident. At the same time, he also felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier.
"Let's go. If you don't go, you will really miss the time."
Fu Shiyi patted the storage bag, and in a flash of light, a scroll slowly unfolded, revealing an extremely simple topographic map with a red dot flashing on it. It was the Huahu Ridge where they were located. Fu Shiyi saw
I took a look at the surroundings and then looked at the inner entrance marked on the map.
"Let's go!"
Chapter completed!