Huiyan stone is hard to find, but silver and manganese stone is not cheap either. One cubic cube in the market costs five hundred spirit stones. The one Fu Zhihong used just now is three legislative sizes. Therefore, if the cost of silver and manganese stone is not counted as Huiyan stone, they can make up one thousand six hundred spirit stones per kilogram.

"Then father, should we go to the market to buy silver manganese stone, or should we wait a month later, when the Lanyisi people come over, they will exchange it directly from them?"

“Neither.”

Fu Zhihong refused without thinking.

Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that his father was afraid of being targeted by someone who was interested. After all, gold oxidation liquid was rare, and buying silver manganese stone, there was a possibility of refining gold oxidation liquid.

There are many people who want to be rich.

It's always good to be safe.

"I remember when you were young, you returned from an injury when you went to the Southern Wilderness. He once mentioned to me that he had given me a lot of silver and manganese stones. The piece on my hand was given to me, so that I could see it. If one day I might encounter Huishi, I will know that it will not waste the opportunity. But I didn't expect that I really met it today. It is really a blessing from my ancestors!"

Fu Zhihong said, looking at Fu Shiyi hopefully.

In the Southern Wilderness, they were chased by the three-colored Vermilion Bird. Fu Shiyi and the old man stayed at the end to fight. Finally, when he and the people from Mitian Tower returned to search for Fu Shiyi and the others, they could not find it. In addition, this time when they encountered the Curse Vine, they were in danger of death, so Fu Shiyi chose to stay.

In his opinion.

Fu Siyuan may be due to his loyalty, but Fu Shiyi would never have stayed with him to be buried even though he knew he was dead, so he had vague speculation about Fu Shiyi.

It's just that possibility.

It was so incredible that he could not believe it himself, but he still had hope. Therefore, he believed that even in Mangzhou, Fu Shiyi should have a way to contact the old man, otherwise the other party would not keep the spiritual medicine for refining the foundation-building pill and not stay in the clan and wait for the old man to come back to get it. After all, they don’t know how long they will stay when they come to this place.

"Father, are you?"

Fu Shiyi saw Fu Zhihong looking at him with bright eyes, and he was a little confused.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fu Zhihong chuckled. Although everyone has their own secrets, he was still a little inexplicably disappointed with Fu Shiyi's distrust of him as a father: "Let's keep moving forward."

After talking.

Fu Zhihong should go forward first.

Fu Shiyi looked at his back and looked back at the wall with the embossed stones. A thought flashed quickly in her mind. She frowned and thought for a while, and finally shook her head and took a step to follow.

They walked two hundred meters forward.

The power of obstacle disappeared, and my feet became more relaxed. Fu Shiyi's spiritual sense swept to the wall ahead, and he really didn't find any gray Huishu.

And before them.

There are hundreds of caves.

"Father, are we acting separately, or?"

With so many authentic tunnels, they don’t know which one leads to the old nest of the Curse Vine. If they search one by one, they will probably take several days.

"There is no shortcut, just start with the first path on the left, just in case, we will still go together." Now the six of them have combat power, but Fu Shiyi and Fu Siyuan, so Fu Zhihong doesn't want other incidents to happen.

They didn't walk fast after entering the first tunnel. After about half an hour, when it was almost over, one hundred and sixth brother's tunnel appeared in front of them. Fu Shiyi couldn't help but be confused. If the next tunnel was still the same, then they didn't know when they would find the old nest of the Curse Vine, and they had to think of another way.

Fu Shiyi frowned, his mind was running quickly, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He slapped the storage bag and a handwritten book appeared in his hand. The book was written with a few big words "Yin and Yang Notes".

This book was found in the mysterious mural of Xinyiling.

It was a jade slip at that time. Fu Shiyi was afraid that he would forget it, so he recorded the contents in it into a book. She vaguely remembered that a magic was recorded on it.

Fu Shiyi quickly read the catalogue, and finally his eyes stopped, and then quickly turned to page 1,003. After seeing the contents above, she couldn't help but smile on her face:

"Father, I have found a way to find the Curse Vine Lair instead. Please wait for me."

Fu Shiyi said, and as soon as he patted the storage bag, a pile of yellow paper appeared on the ground.

She pinched her fingers with her right hand, and the yellow paper flew away in an instant, and it quickly reversed in the air. The paper scraps were pouring down one after another, and the paper bees were dispersed, and thousands of mountains of paper-laid little bees appeared.

Fu Shiyi put his index finger into his mouth and bit him hard, and blood flowed in an instant.

I saw her quickly draw in the air with her blood fingers, and a big word "sleep" appeared in an instant. Fu Shiyi silently recited an unknown spell, and the word "sleep" suddenly shone golden. Countless little paper-tied bees suddenly moved under the golden light.

Under the command of Fu Shiyi, the little bees flapping their wings and sank into the one hundred and six authentic tunnels in front of them.

"Hu——"

After all the bees entered the tunnel, Fu Shiyi's face was as pale as paper and his body was shaking.

"Shiyi, are you okay?" Fu Zhihong couldn't help feeling distressed and worried when he saw it. After helping Fu Shiyi sit down, he thought for a while, took out a pill from his storage bag and handed it to Fu Shiyi: "You should have consumed too much power of your soul. This is used to nourish your soul. Take it quickly."

"Thank you father!"

Fu Shiyi was so dizzy that he was not pretentious at this time. After taking it, he took it and took it directly. After refining the medicine, the dizziness and nausea slowly dissipated. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with lingering fear.

The secret technique just now, called the Paper Bee Tracking Technique, seems simple, but if the power of the soul cannot reach the late stage of foundation building, it cannot be used at all. If it is barely used, it will be backfired by the magic. Fu Shiyi only barely reached the threshold for opening the Paper Bee Tracking Technique.

After paper honey enters the tunnel.

But there was a movement at the sixtieth hole in the middle. I saw the paper honey flying to Fu Shiyi, buzzing and flapping its wings a few times. As Fu Shiyi waved his hand, the paper honey turned into ashes.

"How is it? But I found the old nest of the Curse Vine?" Fu Zhihong said with concern.
Chapter completed!