The Xiao Zhang family relied on three fake infant cultivators to dare to be so arrogant. Everyone in the hall knew it well, but the highest cultivation level of the Fu family is Mr. Fu, who is only at the eighth level of the Golden Pill.

The strength of the enemy and us is very different.

Therefore.

Although I feel angry.

No one revealed it, it was useless.

Everyone's calmness made Brother Sixteen's complaints particularly obvious and harsh.

"Brother Sixteenth, please calm down."

Fu Shiyi pulled Brother Sixteenth.

Seeing that everyone's face was solemn, the Sixteenth Brother closed his mouth at the right time.

The meeting room suddenly became a whisper.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit dull.

Fu Shiyi barely squeezed out a smile.

Excite everyone:

“There are always more solutions than difficulties.”

"We will find another way to deal with Xiao Zhang's family. Grandfather, see, is there a way to heal my father's injuries?"

Fu Zhihong took a fourth-level spiritual herb.

The defeated Dantian has improved.

but.

This is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

If it is not repaired in time, I am afraid that there will be hidden dangers in the future and the Nascent Soul will be hopeless.

"Zhihong's Disease"

"If you take a tritium pill every month, you should be able to recover after twenty-five years."

Tritium-ling elixir is a fourth-level elixir.

A spirit stone worth more than 10,000 yuan, one per month, nearly 200,000 yuan a year. In twenty-five years, that is millions of spirit stones. How can the Fu family afford it?

and.

Within these twenty-five years.

Fu Zhihong cannot use his true energy yet.

It's equivalent to a useless person.

"Grandfather, is there no other way?"

"There is another method, and it has a very fast effect, almost curing the disease, but..."

Fast results.

It will be even more difficult to implement.

Mr. Fu continued:

"but"

"There is a medicinal herb here from southern Xinjiang. It is rare to see it in the market for a thousand years. Even in southern Xinjiang, it is still the treasure of southern Xinjiang. It is difficult to obtain it."

Difficulty is not a problem.

As long as there is a cure method.

Fu Shiyi also wants to go to southern Xinjiang anyway.

She also needs a great witch in the southern border to refine a witch treasure and build a Yin-Yang Bridge leading to the Yin-Yang Palace in the Underworld.

Fu Shiyi silently remembered the medicinal herb that the old man said to him.

Fu Zhihong was inexplicably moved for a moment.

at the same time.

My heart was filled with guilt.

because.

What he was going to say next was undoubtedly an unprecedented impact for Fu Shiyi. Perhaps, it is very likely that their father-daughter relationship will gradually fade away, but... all of this was the helpless choice at the time.

The only thing I can blame is his own low cultivation level.

Fu Zhihong is complicated inside.

but.

Nothing on his face was revealed.

Fu Shiyi didn't see it, but was concerned about Fu Yi'an's situation. The three patients in the family, Cousin Feng, only needed to rest for a while, and Fu Zhihong's treatment method was settled. Now, only Fu Yi'an is left.

Fu Yian.

It's also the most difficult.

Fu Shiyi looked at Fu Zhihong:

"Father, where is Yi'an placed?"

"My grandfather and I went to see what happened to him."

Mr. Fu has been promoted to the fifth-level alchemist, and he should be more capable and method than Fu Shiyi.

Fu Zhihong pointed to the side door.

They were short of manpower and had to maintain the operation of the formation, so they only had a small room behind the conference hall for Fu Yian to heal his wounds.

"good"

When Fu Shi was together.

Fu Zhihong suddenly called her:

"eleven"

"After reading Yi'an in a while, come over and I have something to talk to you alone."
Chapter completed!