Fu Zhihong pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"The little Zhang family magic weapons we confiscated are all musical instruments and cannot be used. One top-quality spiritual stone plus forty fourth-level magic weapons, plus this treasure of mine, are enough to purchase a fifth-level magic circle."

Fu Zhihong reached out and took out a box from his sleeve. There were layers of seals on the box. The box was made of rare Zen spirit wood. This box alone was worth two fourth-level magic weapons. The treasures inside

,Nature is not a mortal thing.

Fu Shiyi was shocked.

She really didn't know that her father actually hid such a good thing.

I can't help but be a little curious.

Mr. Fu seemed to know this, he frowned slightly and said solemnly:

"Zhihong, you have to think carefully, this is related to whether you can have a baby in the future!"

Having a baby?

Is this something to assist in conceiving a baby?

Then this is an incredible treasure.

Fu Shiyi became even more curious.

At the same time, I was moved by my father's spirit of selfless dedication to the family.

She can give up some things for her family and the people she cares about, but she can't stop her cultivation path just for the long-term development of her family.

Fu Zhihong looked at Mr. Fu:

"Father, I have already thought about it."

"Six hundred miles away from our Qilin County, there is a large Xiuzhenfang City."

"This city was founded by the Dynasty, Lanyi Division and an organization called the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Chamber of Commerce. It is located at the junction of the three continents of Mangzhou, Baizhou and Qizhou. There are many Yuanying monks who come and go in the city.

It is a fifth-level city with all kinds of cultivation materials, magic weapons and spiritual elixirs and herbs. It is more prosperous than Mangzhou City. This city is called Baijiafang City!"

Fu Zhihong solemnly handed the Zen Spirit Wooden Box to Fu Shiyi's hand.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Eleven, after you settle down, let the old man and Liu Yatou accompany you to Baijiafang City."

"Also"

"Open the wooden box of Zen spirit in your hand before setting off."

It would be a few months before Mr. Fu and Sixth Sister Mo Lan were healed of their injuries.

There is this period of time.

The clan should also settle down.

Fu Shiyi looked at the Zen Spirit Wooden Box in her hand and felt that it was as heavy as a stone. She nodded heavily:

"Father, please rest assured, I will definitely bring back a complete fifth-level magic circle by then."

"Okay!"

Fu Zhihong's face turned even paler at this time.

There were layers of sweat on the forehead.

Fu Shiyi felt heartbroken after seeing it. He quickly put the spirit stones and magic weapons on the ground into his storage bag. He wanted to take Mr. Fu and leave, letting Fu Zhihong recover. Just as he was about to move away, he suddenly remembered something:

"By the way, father"

"Didn't you say before that you had something important to tell me?"

Fu Zhihong's eyes flickered.

Then he smiled slightly and explained: "Eleven, what I want to talk about is the purchase of a fifth-level magic circle."

Mr. Fu had a look of confusion on his face.

Fu Shiyi frowned slightly.

She suddenly realized that it seemed that this was not what her father wanted to say, but that the other party didn't want to say it, and she couldn't force it.

However.

Her intuition told her that what her father was going to say must be something big.

Fu Shiyi and Mr. Fu left the small courtyard and walked to the old man's yard next to it. Not long after they left the hospital, Mr. Fu stopped and said with concern:
Chapter completed!