After drinking the spirit tea, the sun had already set. Fu Shiyi and Sanniang hung the prepared red lanterns and pasted the couplets. The ancient and elegant residence immediately became more fragrant.

Two years old overnight, five hours a day.

After the fifth update, Fu Shiyi and the other two returned to Yanyang courtyard to rest. The old man walking in front of him made several depressing coughs from time to time.

After Fu Shiyi and other old man who followed him entered the yard, he said worriedly:

"Sanniang, I saw that when my grandfather was staying up last night, I often coughed. Could it be that my old injury recurred, right?"

The old man went out for an adventure in the early years and was injured in his Dantian. He was not suitable for fighting with others anymore, but he made exceptions in the Zhang family and Guyaju Tiankeng.

Although he said it was okay, Fu Shiyi was vaguely uneasy.

Sanniang was present during the two battles of the old man. She knew the most about the specific situation. The old man ignored his old injuries and forced his magic power. The consequences were naturally not as simple as the recurrence of the old injuries.

I'm afraid... the life span of only a small amount will become smaller.

Sanniang sighed deeply and said nothing.

Everything is in vain.

Fu Shiyi's heart became tight.

It would be great if I could find a way to heal the old man's old injuries.

......

Fu Shiyi was lying on the bed, thinking a lot. He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but he couldn't sleep. I don't know how long it took, a few scents floated in from the window, refreshing his heart. Fu Shiyi's tense nerves unconsciously sootheed and slowly fell asleep.

It was noon after I got up.

"Why am I sleeping so heavily?"

Fu Shiyi was surprised that her biological clock was always very punctual.

Fu Shiyi muttered a few words, got up in his clothes, pushed open the window, and just stretched his waist halfway, clusters of fiery red silver star flowers came into his eyes.

The silver star fruit tree in the yard actually bloomed in advance!

There is more than a month left after spring.

Fu Shiyi was overjoyed and pushed the door open to the yard. At this time, Sanniang stood under the Silver Star Fruit Tree. When she saw Fu Shiyi, she smiled. Against the backdrop of the Silver Star Flower, she was really more beautiful than the flowers.

"Sanniang, you are so beautiful!"

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but praise him, and Sanniang looked at Fu Shiyi with anger.

"It turned out that the fruit tree that used the "Spiritual Jue" to transport spiritual energy bloomed first."

Fu Shiyi looked at the west and west sides of the yard, and was amazed at the silver star fruit trees blooming on the west side. At the same time, he looked forward to whether the silver star fruits they produced would change.

At this moment, a breeze blew, and the whole yard was filled with fragrance.

I think it was the fragrance of Yinxing Flower that made her sleep last night!

"Eleventh, do you feel that the wood spirit in the yard is much richer?"

Fu Shiyi felt it a little.

It's true!

Fu Shiyi suddenly smiled and his eyebrows were curved. In another twenty or thirty years, when these dozens of silver star fruit trees grow to more than ten feet tall, the wood spirit energy in their yard will be no less than the first-level lower-grade spiritual spring.

After the New Year.

The eighth uncle came from Yan Yang Mulin and told Fu Shiyi and the old man that the matters related to the selection of alchemy apprenticeships were prepared, and the third and fourth grandfathers could be held immediately after they came down from the clan.

The location is in Dongcheng, Mulin, Yanyang.

First, it can be convenient for participants who perform tasks outside to save time from the journey back and forth to the ancestral land; second, Dongcheng has a temple of sacrifice.

It's the day of the grand ceremony.

Fu Shiyi put on the red formal uniform distributed by the clan. After he was ready, he and Sanniang went to Yanyang Mulin first.

Colorful ribbons have been drawn on the outer wall of Dongcheng, and every household in the city has hung the flags of the Fu family's exclusive phoenix pattern. The streets in the city are extremely neat and mortals in the busy tribes are wearing uniform green clothes, and everyone's faces are full of red.

For the Fu family, today is a rare and meaningful day.

The alchemy trial that has been silent for more than a hundred years has been restarted!

And they are so lucky to be witnesses!!

Half an hour left, the participating tribesmen gathered early at the sacrificial hall in the center of the city. Fu Shiyi glanced at the people holding the number marking token in his hand, including his total of eighteen people.

All are under forty years old.

"Eleven, you are here."

On the front porch of the sacrificial hall, the starling brother who was having a great confession with his tribe members saw Fu Shiyi and immediately came up with him. His smile was a little nervous, he glanced at the rest of the people and said in a low voice:

"Good guy, I just went to touch the bottoms of the other contestants, and they all came prepared, especially the sixth girl from the 17th room. I heard them say that since six years ago, the clan heard that the clan had to restart the alchemy hall. She has studied "Zixu Alchemy Notes" day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep, and following the demon, I saw that I was probably studying with the prince this time."

Fu Shiyi looked at the Sixth Sister, who was fascinated by reading a book alone in the corner, and became a little nervous.

Due to the silence of spirit stones in the tribe, the selection of alchemy apprenticeships this time should be selected according to the grandfather’s disclosure, only one person should be selected to train.

After chatting with Fu Shiyi for a few words, the other contestants came to chat with him one after another. Fu Shiyi looked at the starling who was chatting and laughing with others and smiled slightly. It seemed that the starling was like his father, Bawang, and was very good at socializing.

"The hour of Si has arrived!"

A clear voice suddenly sounded.

Although the volume is not high, it spread throughout every corner of the East City, whether it is in the sacrificial hall or the tribesmen around it can hear it clearly.

The crowd, who were originally talking hotly, dared not act rashly and calmed down at the right time.

Fu Shiyi, who stood there respectfully, saw the eighth prince wearing purple clothes appearing on the high platform of the sacrificial hall at some point. The big incense burner and candle smoke in front of him made his face appear faintly, adding a bit of mystery.

"Ring the bell!"

I saw the eighth uncle raise his hand.

Hou's two tribe members on the left and right steps on the front of the first floor of the Bell and Drum Tower instantly pinched the magic tricks and hit the hanging bells and hanging drums one after another.

"when......."

The ancient bell rang, as if it came from the sky, distant and solemn.

The bells and the passionate drums that buzzed afterwards complement each other.

Fu Shiyi felt the speed of his blood flowing, and his blood boiled with the sound of the bells and drums.

After nine sounds.

Ba Bo's clear voice came from the high platform of the temple again, and echoed slowly in the empty sky:

"The descendants of the clan must be given poverty, livelihood must be chosen, disaster must be taken care of, disease must be helped, marriage must be helped... This is the way to extend the family background, thank you!"

After the word "安" fell.

Fu Shiyi and his tribesmen knelt down to the sacrifice hall according to the rhythm of Ba Bo.

The forehead is three inches away from the ground, not bad at all.

Winding all the way, kneeling down.

Fu Shiyi saw the three nine-inch-long incense pillars in Bawang's hand. Every time he knelt down and bowed, he would burn one spontaneously. When the three were burning together, Bawang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then inserted the incense pillar on the incense burner, turned around suddenly, and said with a solemn expression:

"The road to Dan is long, I will go."

"The way of alchemy is everywhere, and I will realize it."

Ba Bo's voice was ups and downs, shocking his mind. Fu Shiyi's heart was inexplicably throbbing, and like the tribesmen present, he couldn't help but shout with him:

"The road to Dan is long, I will go."

"The way of alchemy is everywhere, and I will realize it."

The shouts of hundreds of people were shaking in unison and rushed to the sky. The insects, fish, birds and beasts in the woods thought they had encountered some large beast, and they were so scared that they ran away in panic.

Ba Bo pressed his hands and everyone stopped shouting in an instant. He waved his sleeves suddenly and said aloud:

"In the Year of the Sino-Japanese War, the alchemy trial ceremony will be launched!"
Chapter completed!