The three-color colorful lotus pods in Linghu Lake have gradually matured.
Colorful Linglian is different from ordinary varieties.
Once mature.
The lotus pods will fall off.
If the lotus pods and spiritual lotus roots are not collected in time, they will turn into three-color spiritual smoke and dissipate into the air in half a cup of tea.
Therefore.
During this time in red.
Almost never leaving Linghu Lake.
She stayed in the hut for less than half a quarter of an hour. Seeing that Fu Shixi was only cultivating wholeheartedly, she could only reluctantly leave the canyon and go to Linghu Lake.
"It would be nice if the master had more helpers."
Hongyi sighed.
Because there is no time.
Her cultivation and alchemy skills have stagnated for decades.
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Cultivation has no time.
Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.
Under the abundant spiritual energy conditions in the canyon, Fu Shiyi's true energy finally recovered.
"It's time to go back."
Being away for so long.
I don’t know what will happen.
The most important thing is that Fu Shiyi is worried about Mr. Fu, Fu Yimu and Fu Sitian.
After getting up.
A thought.
Fu Shiyi exited the Consciousness Sea Space.
A patch of yellow comes into view.
She found herself in the desert.
The sky is full of yellow sand covering the entire world.
Almost immediately.
She summoned the pagoda and at the same time activated the five-color rosy clothes on her body.
This is not enough.
At the same time.
She silently began to perform the "Flower Rain Festival" secret technique.
At this time.
Suddenly a white light lit up from the yellow sand.
But he saw an ointment box flying out of the void and floating in front of Fu Shiyi.
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up:
"Is this the reward for clearing the second level?"
Although he really wanted to see what was inside, he was in a dangerous situation and did not dare to relax at all. Fu Shi just threw the ointment box directly into the storage bag, with his consciousness fully activated, and he searched the surrounding area with the greatest possible warning.<
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In the desert.
Besides yellow sand, it’s still yellow sand.
I can't sense a trace of aura, let alone any natural treasures.
Chrysalis, gray snake.
No trace either.
Half an hour passed.
No abnormalities were found.
"Huh?"
Southwest direction.
Three sword rainbows came at full speed.
Fu Shiyi was overjoyed and was about to fly up to meet them, but as the three sword rainbows approached, she narrowed her eyes slightly. The pressure of these three people was much stronger than that of the old man and others. When they arrived,
, the sword drew away, revealing three men and women in strange costumes.
Out of three.
The two men were shirtless on their upper bodies, and simply wore a piece of animal skin around their lower bodies. The other woman only slightly covered up key parts. The three of them all had the same tattoo on their backs. No, if you look closely, they were
Totem runes.
This kind of dressing is very similar to the monks from southern Xinjiang.
The three of them all exude the pressure of the ninth level of the Golden Core.
However.
At this time, all three of them were covered in color.
Obviously a little embarrassed.
Fu Shiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.
This mysterious place of trial.
It seems that it is not just an entrance under Changling Peak.
Don’t be surprised if you give gifts to many people.
Fu Shiyi bowed his hands:
"Three Taoists are friendly, my surname is Fu."
"Last name is Fu?"
Out of three.
The two big men didn't speak, and they were vaguely led by the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman was very surprised by Fu Shiyi's appearance. She looked at Fu Shiyi up and down for a long time and said in a cold voice:
"Is the Ha tribe all dead?"
Moha tribe?
Fu Shiyi had never heard of it.
She said truthfully: "Fellow Taoist, with all due respect, among all the great families in the Zhou Dynasty, I have heard of the Moha family."