Fu Shiyi's refusal made San Bo's eyes flash with appreciation, but then he said with a straight face:
"The elders give it to you, don't refuse it. Take it quickly."
Seeing that Fu Shiyi was still a little hesitant, Sanbo smiled heartily:
"Eleven, I'm not afraid of your jokes. When San Bo was young and went out for training, his Dantian was injured, and all his cultivation was lost. After this big change, I drank every day to relieve my sorrows, and went everywhere to make troubles. I felt that my life was hopeless.
, simply break the jar and smash it!"
"After repeated persuasion from my relatives, I still went my own way. As time passed, I was forgotten by my clan members."
"It was your father who led the clan brothers into the Southern Wilderness for three years. After painstaking efforts to find salamander grass, he went to Qingxu Sect to find your grandfather to refine the spirit-boosting pill. Only in this way did I repair it.
Dantian, practice again.”
"Speaking of which, my life was given by your father."
San Bo pressed the "Zixu Alchemy Notes" on Fu Shiyi's hand: "What does this little thing mean?"
It turns out that there is such a story between father and third uncle. No wonder five years ago, when my father was trying to borrow spiritual stones to buy foundation-building pills, third uncle would spend all his money.
Fu Shiyi looked at the retreating figure of his third uncle and his third aunt playing with the double-eyed bird in front of the hut, and silently kept this favor in his heart.
After spring started, Fu Shiyi and Sanbo replanted six acres of spiritual fields with red marrow rice, and the seven-star grass also matured.
Seven Star Grass is a first-order low-grade spiritual grass that can make first-order talismans. It was originally a monopoly of the Qingxu Sect. Later, the Qingxu Sect cultivated several spiritual grasses that could make second- and third-order talismans.
The family that is vassalized under its sect relaxes the level.
Sixty years ago, Fu Shiyi's grandfather exchanged more than 800 sect contribution points for the seeds of Seven Star Grass.
With the source of talisman paper, the Fu family has an inherited talisman-making hall, which has cultivated twelve talisman-making masters for decades. Among them, Fu Shiyi's father is extremely talented and is now a second-level high-grade talisman-making master.
For those who are new to the Talisman Making Hall, they are all second-level Talisman Making Masters.
Fu Shiyi and Uncle San finished harvesting the seven-star grass. Uncle Eight, Uncle Twelve and the law enforcement team who were responsible for the security also arrived on time from Luofeng Mountain, but this time there were two more people.
"Why did the Third Grandpa and the Fourth Grandpa follow them down the mountain?"
Fu Shiyi murmured in her heart that since she could remember, these two ancestors had been sitting under the fragrant flower tea tree in the Sutra Pavilion. There might be some big battle coming down the mountain this time.
The two old men entered the ancient cliff residence, walked around the ten-acre spiritual field, and discussed in low voices for a while. Then they nodded to the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle, and went to the second floor of the bamboo house to rest.
The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle gathered people in the meeting hall on the first floor, and said with a spring breeze on their faces:
"I won't beat around the bush with you. The purpose of inviting two ancestors down the mountain this time is to improve the level of the ancient cliff residence's spiritual veins. After more than two hundred years of cultivation, this first-level high-grade spiritual vein has been promoted to the second level.
It just missed the mark."
"For this reason, during the Chinese New Year, our Council of Elders unanimously decided to use the high-grade spiritual stone stored in the clan, with the assistance of the third-level spirit gathering array, to upgrade this spiritual vein to the second level within five years!"
High-grade spiritual stones are rare in the Yue Kingdom, and even the great monks of Nascent Soul don't have a few in stock.
Fu Shiyi and San Bo looked at each other.
With such a drastic move by the clan, it seems that restarting the alchemy hall is not unfounded. And once the spiritual veins advance, Ancient Cliff Residence will slowly become the clan's second station.
Next, Fu Shiyi learned from Uncle Eight that the reason why the clan suddenly made this decision was because they received a reply from his father. The Southern Wilderness expedition team had found the second-order rock core grass and was on their way back.
Fu Shishi didn't know much about this kind of spiritual grass. After asking his third uncle, he found out that it was a kind of spiritual grass that could make second-level talismans.
There are eight second-level talisman makers in the Fu family, and the only way to make second-level talisman paper is to hunt monsters for their skins, or to buy them in the market of Qingxu Sect. The clan consumes 1 to 1 talisman every year.
More than a hundred pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, accumulated day and night, amount to an astronomical amount.
In other words, if the second-level rock core grass is planted in the clan, the clan will gain more than a hundred spiritual stones in disguised income every year!
Fu Shiyi instantly felt that his caregiving task was much heavier. As if he could read Fu Shiyi's thoughts, Uncle Eighth continued:
"Little Eleven, you don't need to be nervous. When the spirit pulse reaches the second level, your twelfth uncle and I will also be stationed here. Let's go back and have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow we will cooperate with the two ancestors to set up the spirit gathering formation!
"
After the spirit-gathering formation was set up, the eighth uncle, the twelfth uncle and others stayed in the bamboo building for another half month. After confirming that the formation was running smoothly, they escorted the goods back to the mountain.
Sanbo and his wife also followed the army back and promised Fu Shiyi that they would give her good news as soon as the child was born.
In the blink of an eye, April came, and after Fu Shi had tidied the soil of Qixingcao's spiritual field, Fu Da finally hurried back from the Feng family in Nanshan County after a long journey.
Fu Da's mother-in-law saw that her man had become a lot darker and had lost half a round of weight. She was so distressed that she burst into tears. Fu Shiyi looked on and felt a little guilty:
"Fu Da, you've worked hard all the way. Did you bring anything back?"
"I brought them all back. On the way, I met several groups of bandits. They mistakenly thought that the sacks on my nephew's horse were grain. They tried to take action, but they were beaten down by my nephew."
Although Fu Da has lost a lot of weight, he is still in good spirits. He has become much more cheerful after being out for more than half a year:
"By the way, Cousin Feng also asked me to send you a reply letter."
Fu Shiyi's eyes were fixed on those sacks. How could he be in the mood to read the letter? He took them and hid them behind his sleeves. He couldn't wait to open them and inspect the two sacks one by one. When he saw the brightly colored spiritual insects
At that moment, he suddenly smiled brightly:
"This spirit-loving insect is much fatter than the ones in our spiritual field!"
Fu Shiyi happily carried the sack to the second floor and asked Fu Da to rest and tell her when he wanted to go home. When he got to the second floor, Fu Shiyi threw the spirit-loving insect directly into the space.
In the past half a year, the spiritual insects found in the clan's seven acres of spiritual fields have been decomposed by space. At this time, the strands of spiritual energy that were originally scattered are slowly condensing together.
Fu Shiyi began to be curious, wondering what would happen when the space decomposed the two sacks of spirit-loving insects.
The next day, Fu Da and his wife asked Fu Shiyi for instructions early in the morning:
"Aunt Eleven, we and I want to take leave today and go back to Hanjiapu. Is it possible?"
Fu Shiyi originally wanted to let him recuperate for a few days, but when he thought that Fu Da had three children and two elderly people at home, and they had not been home for more than a year, he naturally felt very concerned. He stopped trying to keep him:
"Just wait for me."
Fu Shiyi went upstairs, took out a red sandalwood box from the space, and handed it to Fu Da and his wife who were waiting downstairs:
"This is the green plum fruit that the clan distributes during the Chinese New Year. Take it back and give it to the elderly and children to try, so that they will be happy too."
There are tens of thousands of mortals in the Fu clan, so the limited cultivation resources in the clan will naturally not be shared among them. Fu Shiyi saw that Fu Da and his wife had lived in the ancient cliff for more than a year, working hard without complaint, and thought that he could not treat them harshly.