The third uncle said with emotion: "Except for Wu Renshan, the one with the highest level of cultivation among the younger generations of the Zhang family is only at the fourth level of Qi training. If Wu Renshan cannot build the foundation, in time, one of the four major families in Jingzhou will be missing."
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When the eighth uncle heard this, he shook his head:
"The Zhang family is not so easy to fall. According to the Eleventh Grandfather, Zhang Xunu, who stayed in the Qingxu Sect in the Zhang family, had successfully built the foundation three years ago. She also has the two spiritual roots of fire and wood, and is extremely talented in alchemy. At her age
Qing Qing is already a second-level low-grade alchemist. It is only a matter of time before he will advance to the third level."
And Uncle Ba has another worry that he hasn’t mentioned yet.
That is, Zhang Xunu is very likely to form a golden elixir with the help of Ancestor Qingxu. At that time, the Zhang family will be the dominant family in Jingzhou, and the Fu family will most likely become a vassal family of the Zhang family.
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Apparently Third Uncle had also thought of Eighth Uncle's concerns. The atmosphere in the conference hall instantly became solemn. Seeing this, Fu Shiyi changed the subject and said:
"Eighth uncle, why didn't you see my grandfather coming back with you?"
"Your grandfather will stay in Dongshan County for a while." Uncle Ba's expression was a little subtle: "Listen to what he said, a strange soul-collecting tree suddenly appeared in the Zhang family cemetery. There is something fishy. Since he was ordered to go down the mountain, he naturally wanted to find out.
situation."
Fu Shiyi was slightly disappointed when she heard this. She was looking forward to meeting her grandfather, but she had been looking forward to it for a long time.
Fu Shiyi saw that Uncle Eighth was very tired. He wanted to talk about the sinkhole in the backyard, but he swallowed his words again. After they repaired it for two days, he reported everything that happened during this period. p>
When Uncle Eighth saw with his own eyes the sinkhole that was a hundred miles in diameter and nearly a thousand feet deep, his expression changed drastically.
This ancient cliff dwelling first had a puddle at the bottom of Yanyang Lake, and now a sinkhole popped up. It was so unusual. Uncle Ba felt uneasy when he thought of the catastrophe that the Zhang family had just experienced. p>
In order to avoid another accident, Babo decided not to explore the sinkhole for the time being.
We will wait until Grandpa Fu Shiyi returns to discuss everything.
However, the eighth uncle was very interested in Fu Shiyi's magical talisman that could dispel strange things:
"Eleven, you draw that magic talisman and we will study it. If it can really restrain the weirdness, it will be a good thing for our Fu family and Jingzhou. The clan will also record a great merit for you."<
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When Fu Shiyi heard this, he nodded happily.
The group went to the conference hall of Xiaozhulou.
Fu Shiyi first closed his eyes and followed the pattern of the ancient talisman in his consciousness several times, and then took out the cut seven-star grass talisman paper and placed it on the Eight Immortals table.
Holding the talisman pen in hand, circulating the spiritual energy, and began to outline the runes.
Generally speaking, to make a talisman seal, you need to cut the talisman paper first, outline the basic texture, then soak it in spiritual liquid to stabilize the talisman path, and finally add the finishing touches to the blank space in the center of the talisman paper.
Last time, Fu Shiyi's pen moved in accordance with the talisman patterns in the sea of consciousness. This time, she just relied on her memory to sketch out the patterns. After half an hour, she drew the patterns on half a sheet of talisman paper.
By this time, she was already sweating profusely.
"Boom"
Fu Shiyi's right hand was unstable, and the talisman spontaneously ignited without wind.
Fu Shiyi was startled. Could it be that the reason why she was able to complete it in one go last time was because she followed the simple talisman in the sea of consciousness? In order to verify this conjecture, Fu Shiyi drew three more talisman papers in succession.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
Without exception, the three talisman papers were automatically destroyed after only half of the talisman path was drawn, and the spiritual energy consumed was three times that of drawing the talisman according to the sea of consciousness.
When Fu Shiyi saw this, he was not sad but happy.
This shows that the talisman is unusual.
Fu Shiyi took out a blank piece of talisman paper again, recited the Heart-Cleaning Mantra, then threw his spiritual consciousness into the talisman in the sea of consciousness and began to outline it according to its trajectory.
This time, although I didn't move as smoothly as a skilled talisman maker, I finally sketched out the complete talisman path, and waited until the talisman pen was about to land on the blank space in the center.
Everyone onlookers held their breath and concentrated.
As Fu Shiyi's talisman pen moved, an inexplicable aura overflowed from the semi-finished talisman, and as the talisman path became more complete, the aura became more mysterious.
"This... doesn't look like any kind of talisman currently in circulation?"
Uncle Ba looked at the familiar lines and was about to step forward to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, when Fu Shiyi finally put pen to paper, the magic talisman exploded with a "boom". Its power directly blocked Qingye, who was in front of Fu Shiyi.
The wall exploded directly.
Fu Shiyi swayed. At this time, her spiritual energy had been exhausted and her aura was somewhat disordered:
"Eight Uncle, as you can see, the talisman paper seems unable to withstand the power of this talisman. Last time I drew it with my own blood."
The onlookers discussed this for a while, but none of them could find a solution. Fu Shiyi could not be allowed to vomit blood again. Finally, the eighth uncle said: "This matter is not urgent. Anyway, your grandfather will be home soon, and we will invite him then."
It’s not too late for the old man to study it carefully.”
The next day came the day to harvest red marrow rice.
With the help of the law enforcement team and others, it took only two days of work to finish harvesting six acres of red marrow rice. When it was weighed, it turned out to be exactly eight thousand kilograms as San Bo said.
The joy of the harvest put smiles on everyone's faces. Uncle Ba said excitedly:
"Today, the yield of red marrow rice per mu is more than 1,300 jins. In addition to daily consumption, there is still a surplus of 2,600 jins. In ten years, it will be more than 20,000 jins. Even if there is a big disaster,
Our Fu family can handle it for six or seven years."
"No, we finally have enough food in the warehouse!" Third Uncle stroked his beard and said with infinite emotion: "Forty years have passed, and our Fu family has finally survived step by step."
The eighth uncle specially praised Fu Shiyi for this. If it weren't for her spiritual pet, the double-eyed bird, they probably wouldn't have been able to discover the spiritual spring.
Seriously speaking, Xiao Huang has made great achievements in Longtan Cave in Yanyang Mulin, at the bottom of Yanyang Lake and at the martial arts field. When Fu Shiyi and others fainted in the dry well at the bottom of the lake, it was also the one who led San Bo's way.
Otherwise, Fu Shiyi and five others would have been killed long ago.
For this reason, Xiao Huang's life is now hanging by a thread, and everyone is a little worried.
Before the Zhijiao Deer transporting the red marrow rice arrived at the ancient cliff residence, Uncle Ba took Fu Shiyi to the Peach Blossom Valley in the east city of Mulin, Yanyang, to check out the Yangang Stone Vein.
Fu Shiyi originally thought that the stone mine had not yet been mined.
Unexpectedly, when they arrived at Peach Blossom Valley, it was already bustling with people.
The east and west sides of Peach Blossom Valley are full of busy tribesmen. On the east side, Brother Sixteen is leading the mortals in the innate stage to fill in the underground passage dug by Liu Siyuan, while on the west side, Brother Eighteen is in charge.
At this time, the excavation facilities of the Yangang Stone Mine have been set up, and several large baskets of Yangang Stone, emitting a scorching light, are stacked outside the mine.
Although there are many people, everything is in order.
Fu Shiyi blinked. He never expected that Brother Sixteen, who was clamoring for food and drink every day, and Brother Eighteen, who was obsessed with handicrafts, could actually set up these two big stalls.
It seems that in order to balance the merits and demerits, they have really made great efforts this time!
Fu Shiyi glanced at Uncle Eighth, and saw that the old man was happy, but his eyes seemed to be a little red.