When Fu Shiyi entered the temple, he first entered the temple and worshiped the statue of the god. This god seemed to be even more powerful than she expected. Otherwise, old antiques like Fei Changliang would not be rushing to visit. In this way, it seems that it is obviously not enough to guard the temple just by relying on Sister Meiya!

Magu is definitely worried!

It would be great if the third uncle could wake up as soon as possible.

The third uncle has served the statue for nearly two hundred years, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth-level witch. He is in charge of the temple, so Fu Shiyi can almost be relieved by one hundred!

"Magu, how has the soul of the third uncle been repaired?"

After Fu Shiyi came out of the Second Palace.

He directly let Magu arrive at the living room as soon as he enters the reception room.

Magu's body trembled. She didn't expect Fu Shiyi to descend to the temple so soon, and said guiltily: "Master, your third uncle's soul was so broken at that time, and I had a lot of things on hand recently, so..."

Many things?!

It means using the function of clean bottles to treat the Yuan family’s crying spirit flowers!

The third uncle is one of Fu Shiyi's closest relatives.

But Magu didn't take her words seriously.

This time.

It's really angry!

She didn't say a word.

"Plop!"

Magu knelt down easily:

"Master... it's my servant's fault, it's my servant's negligence. I will use my skills day and night to repair your third uncle's soul. Master, give it to me..."

"It's too late!"

Fu Shiyi pinched his fingers with his right hand and quickly recited the spell in his mouth.

Instantly.

Magu, who was originally kneeling on the ground, seemed to be biting millions of insects. Every inch of her skin and every heart were enduring a heart-wrenching pain, which even extended to her brain.

"Owner!!"

"You spare me this time"

"I will never dare to do it again, and I will never dare to do it again!!"

Magu fainted several times in pain, but he was awakened by Fu Shiyi. Magu, who was so painful that he wanted to die immediately, was trembling after enduring it for half an hour:

"Owner"

"Master, I will definitely be able to complete the task within two years. At that time, if you... your soul has not yet been restored, I will destroy it on my own. I will do what I say!!"

Finally made a promise!

Fu Shiyi snorted coldly in his heart.

But he did not stop chanting the mantra.

Magu fainted several times in pain. After several promises, he finally said:

“One year, at least one year”

"Master, this is the greatest limit that a slave can achieve when he consumes his cultivation!"

What a shameful bone!

Only after suffering all the hardships can I tell the truth.

Fu Shiyi's eyes became even colder, but he also stopped chanting the spell. Magu seemed to have died more than a dozen times, collapsed on the ground, crawled a few times before he staggered to stand up and served Fu Shiyi behind him.

Fu Shiyi beat the storage bag one by one.

Instantly.

A flash of light.

A large coffin flashed out, which was the place where Tang Tianyin slept with a refined soul-condensing wood that was 30,000 years old. Fu Shiyi said lightly: "This coffin will be left to you for the time being, but you have to repair the soul of the third uncle within half a year. If it is one day late, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

There is such a coffin.

Fu Shiyi estimated it,

Within half a year.

The soul of the third uncle should be able to be repaired.

Just finished speaking.

Fu Shiyi withdrew from the temple. Magu put away the coffin and did not dare to stop for half a quarter of an hour. He returned to his room without stopping and began to use the bottle to restore the soul of the third uncle. In fact, she still retained something just now. If her cultivation was exhausted, she could repair the soul of the third uncle within three months!

but.

That was something she had finally cultivated.
Chapter completed!