A few days later, the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle who hurried from Luofeng Mountain to Yanyang Mulin, after inspecting the Yinguang Stone Mine, couldn't help but said with joy:

"Yes, you little ones have made a great contribution to the clan by having a near-miss. Each of you has recorded fifty contribution points."

Uncle Ba's joy faded and he turned to worry:

"Last time on November 11, we said we met ghosts in Qin Zhulin to welcome the bride. We thought it was an illusion."

"But this time you are actually fighting a battle with the weird monster from ten thousand years ago. This matter is of great importance. I have already sent a message to your grandfather using the Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Note. I believe that the Qingxu Sect will definitely send someone to investigate.

I also specially disclosed the information about the Yinguang Stone Mine in Yanyangmulin to your grandfather, hoping that he can win the identity of this imperial envoy."

"Otherwise, if the other stewards of Qingxu Sect come, most of the hundreds of spiritual stones in the Yinguang Stone Mine will be divided up. You must know that the foundation-building monks of Qingxu Sect only offer dozens of spiritual stones a year.

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Fu Shiyi was slightly excited when she heard that her grandfather might come back. She has not seen her grandfather since she was born.

My grandfather was sent to the Qingxu Sect when he was young. He was the seventh generation. The eighth generation of the family leader passed away and came back twice. Nowadays, the Fu family is suffering from internal and external troubles. If he can return to the clan and stay for a period of time, the situation of the clan will surely be improved.

Getting better.

At least one of the five lost shops in Xihefang City can be regained from the Zhang family.

"If your grandfather can come back this time and has enough time, he can also refine the blood spirit grass that will mature in the next year into a blood spirit pill, which will save us a trip back and forth to Qingxu Sect. Not only wasting time, but more importantly

You have to be frightened along the way."

When the eighth uncle said this, he paused and glanced at Fu Shiyi meaningfully:

"In addition, you can also give advice on the alchemy skills of the younger generation in the clan."

The clan really wants to restart the alchemy hall!

Fu Shiyi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Ever since Sanbo came down the mountain to celebrate the New Year with her four years ago and gave her a copy of "Zixu Alchemy Notes", there has been no news from the clan.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Ba actually announced it openly and openly.

Fu Shiyi was slightly excited.

Fortunately, over the years, she has never missed a day, spending an hour every day studying "Zixu's Alchemy Notes". Although she has not practiced it yet, at least she has basically mastered the basic knowledge of alchemy.

With her qualifications of four spiritual roots, if she wants to break through to build a foundation, it is obvious that she only needs hard training. When she reaches sixty, it will be difficult for her to practice to the Great Perfection of Qi training. When a monk passes sixty, his qi and blood begin to decline. If she wants to build a foundation,

Basic, it is even more difficult.

Therefore, she could only have a glimmer of hope by taking pills to improve her cultivation and build her foundation.

The Eighth Uncle and the Twelfth Uncle knew that there were loose cultivators who had peeked at the Yinguang Stone Mine, so they chose to station in Yanyang Mulin. Secondly, they could also echo the ancient cliff residence.

After Fu Shiyi returned to Guyaju, he planted sycamore bamboos on the east side of Yanyang courtyard. There was a delay after buying them from Fangshi last time.

The Songlin Bamboo is a first-level spiritual tree. The liquid emitted from the bamboo joints is the favorite of the Songling Rat, and the soil where it is located will also breed white bollworms. The Songling Rat is a first-level spiritual beast with fresh and tender meat and medicinal materials.

, the cooked medicinal diet has some marrow cleansing effect. White bellworm is the staple food of Huoyun Chicken.

In two months' time, when the red marrow rice is harvested, the nest of Fire Cloud Chickens will hatch.

Xu Shi's spiritual veins are about to be upgraded to the second level. This year's harvest of red marrow rice reached more than 6,000 kilograms, which made the eighth uncle and twelfth uncle smile from ear to ear. Each of the monks in the clan gained several kilograms more spiritual grain than in previous years.

"Eleven, please lend me a few kilograms of red marrow rice first. When I brew the spirit wine and sell it for a good price, I will return it to you double, not... triple, or quadruple."
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Fu Shiyi was checking the nest of Jade Bees under the Lingpeach tree. Since October, no other wild bees have successfully evolved for more than a month, and the number has stabilized at ninety-eight.

Brother Sixteen diligently supported Fu Shiyi on the wooden ladder and said earnestly:

"Eleven, don't forget, last year you took the Shiquan Lingshi soup that I brewed to achieve a breakthrough. You have to believe in my strength, brother. Besides, I can't even do anything about the weird things that happened thousands of years ago.

I, obviously I am favored by the gods, brewing spiritual wine this time will definitely be a success."

Ever since the harvest of red marrow rice was completed, Brother Sixteen had kneaded his rations into spiritual wine. Not only that, but he also lent her several kilograms. However, after drinking a drop of the brewed wine, the Double-Eyed Bird continued to drink.

Not eating for half a month made Fu Shiyi very worried.

"Eleven, my good sister, please lend me another five kilograms, just five kilograms of red marrow rice. This is my brother begging you, but I never ask for help."

Fu Shiyi secretly rolled his eyes. He had been pestering her since half a month ago and said he would not ask for help. Fu Shiyi got off the wooden ladder and saw that the water mushroom flowers planted last year under the peach tree had grown.

After picking up the flower bones, I felt slightly happy.

The spiritual peach tree is about to bear fruit. Once the flowering period is over, there will be no nectar to be harvested in Huanyu Peak. Fortunately, a piece of water mushroom flower was planted before. Water mushroom flower can be used to refine first-level detoxification pills, and only fifty pills can be sold for one spiritual stone.

, so it is most popular among casual cultivators.

"Eleven, listen to me, this time..."

Fu Shiyi took off his hat and returned to Yanyang Courtyard. Brother Sixteen still followed him reluctantly. Fu Shiyi sighed and said loosely:

"Brother Sixteen, I can lend you the red marrow rice, but you have to agree to one condition."

"Okay, okay, let alone a condition, it's ten or a hundred, as long as you are willing to lend me spiritual rice." Brother Sixteen was so talkative that he finally got Fu Shiyi to let go, but naturally he didn't.

It shouldn’t be.

Fu Shiyi pulled out five kilograms of red marrow rice from the space and said seriously:

"This time, you are not allowed to use Xiao Huang to test wine. And this is the last time I lend it to you, otherwise we in Guyaju will have to drink the northwest wind."

Brother Sixteen smiled awkwardly. The reason why he took Xiaohuang to test the wine was because the people in Guyaju were concerned about the consistency of the spirit wine he developed.

Fu Shiyi finally got such a spiritual pet, but he didn't want to be harmed by Brother Sixteen.

On New Year's Eve this year, Guyaju was particularly lively because the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle were stationed in Yanyang Mulin, so they came over to celebrate the New Year with Fu Shiyi and others.

While everyone was vigiling together, after chatting about family affairs, the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle also shared the key points of their respective Taoist practices, spell-casting techniques, material identification and other tips.

Fu Shiyi saw that Sanniang had returned to Yanyang Courtyard early and thought she had something on her mind. He searched around her room but found no one. When he looked up, he found that Sanniang was standing on the top of the wooden pavilion in the yard, heading towards the south wasteland.

The direction is looking attentively.

Fu Shiyi used his light body technique and jumped to the third floor of the wooden pavilion when he happened to hear a faint sigh:

"I don't know if Honglang is well in Southern Wasteland?"

Fu Shiyi's father's name is Zhihong, but Fu Shiyi has never heard Sanniang call her father "Honglang" since she was a child. She always thought that Sanniang regarded her father as her brother, but she didn't want to...

It turns out that Sanniang has always had a childlike affection for her father.

Does father know this?
Chapter completed!