Liu Fufeng nodded and said truthfully: "It's just as my junior uncle thought. This thousand-year-old Drynariae plant has been stored in the warehouse for more than six thousand years, and no one cares about it."
Drynnaria is somewhere between spiritual herbs and earthly herbs.
It is mainly used to replenish the missing essence of new and elderly disciples, strengthen their physical bones, and prepare for the formal induction of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Apart from this function, it has no other use.
Compared with making up a new seventh-generation disciple identity out of thin air, it would be much easier for the young master uncle to use these thousand-year-old bone rhinoplasty and the best forged dragon bone to forge his body.
After bathing in this body-building recipe, it will not only be of great benefit to the little uncle herself, but it will also make her look like she has been practicing for thousands of years.
The identity problem of the seventh generation disciples has also been solved.
It can be said that it achieves multiple things with one stone.
Lin Yige naturally thought of this and agreed: "Then I'll do as you say."
The identities of the seventh generation disciples have been arranged, as well as their names.
When walking outside, it is inevitable to exchange names with others.
Using his real name "Lin Yige" will easily attract attention and cause many inconveniences.
The Lin family is a common surname in Jiuzhou, so there is no need to avoid it; the only word "Yi Ge" cannot be used. Fortunately, I can follow the example of my senior brothers and sisters and give it a Taoist nickname instead.
Lin Yige pondered for a moment, then looked at the young man with a tired face, and said: "Brother Fufeng, please remember this. Seventh generation disciple Lin Xisheng was accidentally injured eight hundred years ago when he and his disciples went to Yongzhou to eliminate demons. In order to
I healed my wounds and spent all my cultivation. I have been recuperating in Yongzhou since then, and I only came back to Heming Mountain this year."
In this way, her identity as a seventh-generation disciple and her current foundation-building level of cultivation can be explained reasonably.
"Disciple has noted it down. It's just...Lin Xisheng?" Liu Fufeng had already taken out a jade slip at some point. After listening to Lin Yige's words, he asked in confusion, "Uncle, are you going to change your name?"
Disciples of the Guiyi Sect, unless there are special reasons, will not change their names or surnames, nor will they take on a new Taoist name, and will mostly stick to their real names in the secular world.
According to the founder of the Li sect, this was to eliminate the differences among disciples due to their different origins.
Illiterate people only have one name; people who are well-read in poetry and literature have several nicknames besides their nicknames.
Now that he has joined the Guiyi sect, he is a fellow practitioner on the path to immortality, and it is more fair to address him by his real name.
The junior uncle's situation was special, so Liu Fufeng could understand her approach.
Lin Yige glanced at him, shook his head, and said seriously: "No, I have a good name."
Liu Fufeng was slightly surprised, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "My dear uncle, please forgive me, this disciple has never heard of your Taoist name before."
"It's normal that you don't know."
Lin Yige couldn't help but laugh and said: "Because this nickname... was just given to me."
Liu Fufeng nodded blankly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought he had missed his junior uncle's Taoist number when he was looking at the case files within the sect, and was planning to look through those case files again all night long.
It seems that he is overthinking.
Liu Fufeng turned to Wu Mingshi, whose soul was captured and imprisoned in a soul-gazing mirror.
"I haven't reported it to my junior uncle yet, but Wu Mingshi of the Wuji Sect has already done so."
"Oh?" Lin Yige almost forgot that there was such a person, "Who instigated him to make trouble in front of the Guiyi Sect's gate?"
"Wu Mingshi said that the man was dressed in black robes covering his head to toes, and his voice was indistinguishable from male to female. He didn't know where it came from."
"...This is said without saying anything." Lin Yige was speechless. Then he thought about Wu Mingshi still being the leader of the Wuji Sect, "Where is his Wuji Sect?"
If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, there is no need for this kind of sect that uses its disciples to set up blood sacrifice formations to continue to exist in the world.
Liu Fufeng replied: "Wu Mingshi wanted to become famous by destroying the Wandao Sword Monument of the Guiyi Sect and then found the Wuji Sect. The disciples he brought to set up the formation that day were also casual cultivators hired with spiritual stones."
"this……"
Is it true that the Wuji Sect doesn’t exist at all?
Lin Yige had never seen such an absurd person before and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Liu Fufeng comforted him and said, "Young master uncle, don't bother me too much. If the black-robed monk deliberately targets him, there will naturally be a second Wu Mingshi."
Lin Yige nodded, then changed the subject and asked about the sword spirits at Wuying Peak.
"Have you ever visited the Sword Spirit on Wuying Peak?"
Liu Fufeng replied: "My disciple asked Elder Zhao to go to Wuying Peak to see it."
Elder Zhao, whose real name is Zhao Yuan, is a seventh-generation disciple of the Guiyi Sect and one of the three preaching elders today.
Although he is not a master swordsmith, the quality of the spiritual swords crafted by Zhao Yuan is extremely stable.
The standard black iron long sword used by the outer disciples of the Guiyi Sect was basically made by Zhao Yuan.
"What did Junior Brother Zhao say?"
Liu Fufeng hid Elder Zhao Yuan's anger and roar after discovering that there was no sword in the sword tomb, and replied: "Elder Zhao said that those sword spirits were sealed in the purple bamboo, and the spirit bodies did not weaken, but were nourished. Now we only need to collect the materials.
, just create a suitable spiritual sword for the sword spirit to live in."
In other words, we need to find another "home" for those sword spirits.
From now on, she will collect more sword-making materials to make up for the losses caused by Geng Xin, and this matter will be over.
Lin Yige nodded, quite satisfied, "That way, I feel relieved."
She pushed the wooden box containing thousand-year-old bone rhinoplasty and the best calcined dragon bone back to Liu Fufeng, "I still need to trouble my nephew to help me."
Ordinary Drynariae and Calcined Dragon Bone can be used after mashing and mixing evenly.
However, Lin Yige's portion is very old, extremely high quality, and extremely hard. It needs to be refined and purified by golden elixir or higher monks with real fire in order to exert the best medicinal effect.
Liu Fufeng didn't complain and silently picked up the two wooden boxes.
In the spacious Ziyang Palace, Liu Fufeng took out the entire Millennium Drynariae plant and a small amount of the best calcined dragon bones, smashed them both directly with spiritual power, and calcined and tempered them with real fire.
Until the two merge into one, turning into a black and sticky liquid.
After preparing the body-building formula in a few clicks, Liu Fufeng put the thick black liquid into a small porcelain bottle with the spirit-sealing array engraved on it.
A set of movements flowed smoothly, attracting Lin Yige's frequent glances.
Liu Fufeng handed over the small porcelain vase and asked, "Do you have any other instructions for me, junior uncle?"
Lin Yige took the body-building prescription liquid and saw that Liu Fufeng's eyes were black and he was even more tired. He was about to say something, but saw the head order on his waist flashed and then stopped moving.
"Is there someone coming down the mountain?"
The Head Order of the Guiyi Sect is connected to the Wandao Sword Stele as the eye of the mountain-protecting formation. Once the sword stele is attacked, the Head Order will react.
Last time, Wu Mingshi was interrupted by Lin Yige before he could take action. The sword monument had not yet been attacked and the dust had settled.
But this time it was different. Someone had eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard and had already taken action.
Uninvited guests come uninvited, and the Guiyi faction naturally responds!
When Liu Fufeng saw the young master's uncle frowning and gritting his teeth, he quickly tried to dissuade him: "Young junior uncle, let's go take a bath and exercise first. The disciples will handle this matter themselves..."
But before he finished speaking, Lin Yige's figure had already swept out of Ziyang Palace and headed straight down the mountain.