Mutant spiritual roots can have better talent for cultivation than single spiritual roots.
As long as they have strong mana, they can advance to the foundation building stage naturally and do not need the foundation building pill at all. In this way, their Fu clan is equivalent to having one more main force!
As the leader of the clan, Fu Zhihong is naturally happy to see such a thing happen.
He thought for a while and said, "Magu, you have broken through to the fifth level of Qi training in one go. The foundation is a bit unstable. If you want to go further in the future, don't be busy advancing during this period, first, put it first.
Let’s talk about the magic power in the body being refined and refined.”
Ma Gu saw that Fu Shiyi and his son did not mention the treasure from beginning to end.
A big rock hangs in my heart and finally lands.
She was grateful and looked at Fu Shiyi with guilt, and at the same time, she secretly decided: "Since it was her own chance to seize the opportunity of Eleven, she would just make more compensation in the future. She could not compensate her, and she would have her descendants and descendants.
, I can always make this cause and effect!"
Although Magu's complicated gaze flashed.
However, Fu Shiyi still noticed that she knew that Magu had something to hide from her, but if the other party didn't say it, it was hard for her to ask about it. Magu is a mutated ice spirit root that is rare in a thousand years. Fu Zhihong attaches great importance to it and keeps Magu.
After finishing up, patiently teach her the practice of practicing skills.
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At this time, Yan Yang Mulin.
The East and West City are very lively.
The tribe members did not go out to work this day, and they all wore new clothes for the New Year. Some naughty melons were caught and pressed into boiling hot water. They took a hot bath. The melons were one of them.
A ghost howling:
"What are you yelling, what are you yelling, look, the bucket of water you washed is poured into the pond, and it can directly smoke the fish in the pond. On weekdays, you are asking for your own sake.
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The melons were washed one by one and their bodies were red, like cooked lobsters. Although they were yelling, their eyes were filled with excitement:
"Mom, people in the clan said that Grandpa Eight will give us qualifications later. Can we test it once before? Why did we do it again? Could it be that the previous test was inaccurate?"
Children from the Fu family will undergo spiritual root tests after they reach the age of one year.
To prevent missed.
After he turned 6 years old, he tested it again, but this time, the third uncle asked anyone who was not over 70 years old to go to the altar in the city to gather. There was a rumor that he wanted to test his qualifications.
But what it is is unknown.
"Where does it come from taking your bath?"
...........
Every household in Dongcheng is very lively.
But the deepest family in the city is very quiet, this is the Fu Da family.
As a human being, Fu Da is still in the square above the altar. But Fu Da’s wife has almost never left her home in recent years. She planted a few vegetables in her backyard, including the flesh, rice and grain.
Some time someone will send it from Guyaju.
In the backyard.
Fu Da's wife was watering fertilizer for tomatoes. From behind her, she suddenly stretched out a small hand and picked two tomatoes that were just red and picked. Yang turned her head and looked at her ears that were as high as her.
Grandson, doting:
"Oh, my little ancestor, these tomatoes have not been washed yet, how could they just eat them!"
Hu Zi grinned.
I didn't bite a bite of a tomato, so I swallowed it directly.
Even though Yang had been watching for several years, he still couldn't help but feel scared:
"You kid, how many times have you told you that you have to chew things slowly and eat them, so how can you swallow them in one bite?"
Hu Zi laughed.
I reached out and picked the tomato next to me.
Seeing this, Yang sighed helplessly and sadly. The reason why she has not dared to go out in the past few years is because she is afraid of people seeing Hu Zi. If she counts her age, Hu Zi is not six years old this year, but she is still very tall.
It's already over six feet tall, and the daily appetite is amazing.
If Fu Shiyi hadn't transported them a large amount of rice and grain every year.
Their family has long been poor.
Hu Zi made all the edible fruits and melons in the backyard, and then patted his stomach, and said unsatisfiedly: "Grandma, when I slipped to the Erhu family next door, he heard from his mother that the clan would gather the entire clan.
People go to test their qualifications, grandmother, I want to go too!"
"No!"
Yang broke up without thinking.
Hu Zi's growth is obviously different from that of ordinary people. If he is treated as a demon by people in the clan, what should he do? She will always expect such a grandson to live in this life.
"Beard can go, beard's father can go, and his mother can go, why can't Hu Zi go? Grandma, I want to go, I want to go!!"
Hu Zi is just a child.
I am already very dissatisfied with being trapped in the yard on weekdays.
Now that he can't go to the conference that everyone can go, he can't figure it out. He instantly lay on the ground and rolled around. Yang had to persuade him, and their voices reached the front yard.
Fu Shengyi, who was locked in his room and drank, kicked open the door, turned around and entered the kitchen, carried a kitchen knife and ran directly to the backyard. Without saying a word, he raised it and chopped it towards the tiger on the ground! Because Yang was facing away from Fu Shengyi, when he felt a gust of wind coming out behind him, a kitchen knife with a white light appeared in front of him, facing Hu Zi's head and was about to cut down.
Yang was instantly scared!
"However, the imagined scene of the brain breaking through did not appear.
With a sound of "clang!", Hu Zi raised his right hand high and his five fingers firmly grabbed the kitchen knife that was about to fall. Hu Zi's eyes had turned black at this time, and he was staring at Fu Shengyi tightly.
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"Tick tick tick!"
Drop by drop of blood like ink fell to the ground.
Fu Shengyi, who was originally very drunk, woke up instantly when he saw this scene. He was so scared that he screamed "monster" and turned around and walked out.
Yang came to his senses.
He quickly climbed up with his hands and feet. He didn't know where Yang's strength came from, but he actually arrived at the front door first. She pressed against the gate and stared at Fu Shengyi with her eyes fixedly:
"Hu Zi is your son, and the blood of your Fu family is shed. If he is a monster, then you are his monster's father. Do you also want to be cut into a human being like your father?!"
Yang's voice was not loud, almost speaking with a tight voice.
In recent years, Fu Shengyi's mind has been completely lost by drinking. Hearing that he was about to be cut into a pig, his body shook, and he was so scared that he left his house again, locked the door tightly, and picked it up
A jar of strong wine was poured down again, obviously to forget the scene that happened just now.
Yang, who was facing the gate in the front yard, fell softly.
Then I saw Hu Zi, who had returned to his usual appearance, was walking over, hugging her, following her back one after another, and cryingly:
"Grandmother, does my father want to be a tiger anymore?"