The experience of the Zhang family is sad.

The third uncle sighed: "Now, except for Wu Renshan, the Zhang family has the highest cultivation level among the juniors. If Wu Renshan cannot build a foundation, in time, the four major families in Jingzhou will probably have fewer families."

Upon hearing this, Bawang shook his head:

"The Zhang family is not so easy to lose. According to the Eleventh Grandfather, Zhang Xunv, who stayed in the Qingxu Sect, had successfully built the foundation three years ago. He also had the second spiritual roots of fire and wood. He was extremely talented in alchemy. He was young and was already a second-level low-level alchemist. It must be a matter of time before he advanced to the third level."

And the Eighth Uncle had another worry.

That is, Zhang Xunv is very likely to form a golden elixir with the help of the ancestor Qingxu. At that time, the Zhang family will dominate the family in Jingzhou, and their Fu family is very likely to become a vassal family of the Zhang family.

The eighth uncle's concerns were obviously thought of, and the atmosphere in the conference hall became solemn in an instant. Seeing this, Fu Shiyi changed the topic:

"Uncle Ba, why didn't I see my grandfather coming back with you?"

"Your grandfather will stay in Dongshan County for a while." Ba Bo's expression was a little subtle: "Listen to his old man's voice, a strange soul-picking tree suddenly appeared in the Zhang family cemetery. Something was strange. Since he was ordered to go down the mountain, he naturally had to find out the situation."

Fu Shiyi was slightly disappointed when she heard this. She was looking forward to meeting her grandfather, but she had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing that Ba Bo was very tired, Fu Shiyi wanted to talk about the sinkhole in the backyard, so he swallowed the words back. After they repaired for two days, they reported what happened during this period one by one.

When Ba Uncle saw the sinkhole that was a hundred miles in length and nearly a thousand feet deep, his face changed.

This ancient yamen first left the beach at the bottom of Yanyang Lake, and now it popped up with a sinkhole, which was so unusual. Uncle Ba felt uneasy when he remembered the catastrophe of the Zhang family that he had just experienced.

In order to avoid regeneration accidents, Ba Bo decided not to investigate the pit for the time being.

Let’s talk about everything when Fu Shiyi’s grandfather returns.

However, Ba Bo was very interested in Fu Shiyi's talisman that could eliminate monsters:

"Eleventh, draw the talisman and we study it. If it can really control the monsters, it will be a great thing for our Fu family or Jingzhou. The clan will also remember you a great achievement."

When Fu Shiyi heard this, he nodded happily.

The group moved to the conference hall of the small bamboo building.

Fu Shiyi first closed his eyes and walked several times along the ancient spiritual talisman pattern in his spiritual consciousness, then took out the cut seven-star grass talisman paper and put it on the Eight Immortals table.

Holding the talisman pen in your hand, exercising spiritual energy, and starting to outline runes.

Generally speaking, when making a talisman, you must first cut the talisman paper, outline the basic patterns, then soak the spiritual liquid to stabilize the talisman path, and finally add the finishing touch to the white space at the center of the talisman paper, so that it can be achieved.

Last time, Fu Shiyi's pen was rotating with the lines of the spiritual talisman in the sea of ​​consciousness. This time she only outlined it based on her memory. Half an hour later, she drew half a piece of talisman paper.

At this time, she was already sweating profusely.

"boom"

Fu Shiyi's right hand was unstable, and the talisman paper was spontaneously ignited without wind.

Fu Shiyi was stunned. Could it be that the reason why she could do it in one go last time was because she followed the ancient talisman of 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 are automatically destroyed by only half of the talisman paths drawn, and the spiritual energy consumed is three times that of the talisman type drawn by the sea of ​​consciousness.

When Fu Shiyi saw this, he was not sad but happy.

This shows that the talisman species is unusual.

Fu Shiyi took out a blank talisman paper again, recited the Qingxin Mantra, and then threw his spiritual consciousness into the talisman seed of the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to outline it according to its trajectory.

This time, although it was not as smooth as a skilled talisman maker, it finally outlined the complete talisman path, and when the talisman pen was about to fall into the center blank.

Everyone onlookers held their breath and concentrated.

As Fu Shiyi's talisman pen was running, an inexplicable aura spread out from the semi-finished talisman, and as the talisman path became more complete, the aura became more mysterious.

"This...isn't it like any kind of talisman that is circulating now?"

Uncle Ba looked at the familiar patterns and was about to go forward and check them carefully, but unexpectedly, when the spirit talisman Fu Shiyi finally finished writing, it exploded with a "boom". Its power directly knocked the green leaf wall that blocked Fu Shiyi in front of him and exploded.

Fu Shiyi shook his body. At this time, her spiritual energy had been exhausted and her breath was a little disordered:

"Bao Bo, just like you see, the talisman paper seems to be unable to withstand the power of this talisman. Last time I drew it with my own essence and blood."

The onlookers discussed this issue, but they were all unlawful. We couldn't let Fu Shiyi vomit blood again. Finally, the eighth uncle said: "There is no hurry to do this. Anyway, your grandfather will arrive home soon. It's not too late to ask him to study it carefully."

The next day it was the day to harvest the red cleft rice.

The law enforcement team and others helped. After only two days of working, they harvested the six acres of red granules of rice. After the scale, they were indeed exactly eight thousand pounds as the third uncle said.

The joy of harvest made everyone smile on their faces. Ba Bo said excitedly:

"Now the yield per mu of red cleft rice is more than 1,300 kilograms. In addition to daily consumption, there is also a surplus of 2,600 kilograms. In another ten years, it will be more than 20,000 kilograms. Even if we encounter any major disaster, our Fu family can withstand it for six or seven years."

"No, we finally have surplus grain in the warehouse!" Uncle San stroked his beard and sighed infinitely: "Forty years have passed, and our Fu family has finally survived step by step."

For this, Ba Bo also praised Fu Shiyi. If it weren't for her spiritual pet, the two-eyed bird, they would probably not have discovered the spiritual spring.

Seriously speaking, Xiao Huang made great contributions in the Longtan Cave in Yanyang Mulin, the bottom of Yanyang Lake and the martial arts field. When Fu Shiyi and others fainted in the dry well at the bottom of the lake, it was the way it led to the third uncle. Otherwise, Fu Shiyi and his party would have been killed long ago.

For this reason, Xiao Huang's life is now hanging on the line, and everyone is worried.

Before the scorched deer transporting red cleft rice arrived at Guyaju, Ba Bo took Fu Shiyi to the Taohua Valley in Dongcheng, Yanyang Mulin to check the Yangang stone vein.

Fu Shiyi originally thought that the stone ore had not been mined yet.

However, when they arrived at Peach Blossom Valley, it was already crowded with people.

There are busy tribe members on both sides of the Peach Blossom Valley. On the east is the Sixteenth Brother, who took the innate mortals to fill in the underground passage dug out by Liu Siyuan, and on the west is the Eighteenth Brother, who is responsible for it.

At this time, the excavation facilities of the Yangangshi Mine had been built, and several large baskets of Yangangshi were emitting flames and were piled up outside the mine cave.

Although there are many people, everything is in order.

Fu Shiyi blinked, but he never expected that the Sixteenth Brother who was clamoring for food and drink every day, and the Eighteenth Brother who was obsessed with handicrafts, could actually build these two big stalls.

It seems that they have made great efforts this time to compensate for their merits and demerits!
Chapter completed!