monk family

Chapter 143 Bloodline Talent

Everyone's minds were concentrated on the closed stone door.

Can't wait for the next moment.

Fu Shiyi walked out of it and told them that they had found a solution.

"Ha ha ha ha"

A burst of excited laughter sounded, and everyone's faces were happy when they heard the words, and then they noticed that the laughter came from Liu Bo in the corner of the cave, and they couldn't help but turned into disappointment.

Seeing this, Uncle Liu smiled embarrassedly:
"I'm really sorry, my broken leg just grew out, so I couldn't hold back for a while."

Uncle Liu took Xugu Pill. At that time, Grandfather Fu Shiyi made four pills in one furnace, and uncle took one, and there were still three pills left.

The sixth uncle was in the open space, practicing the newly grown right leg, and replaced the younger uncle from the spirit gathering formation. The younger uncle saw that the ninth uncle had opened his eyes from the meditation, and the younger uncle moved over. Looking at Shimen, he said anxiously:

"Ninth Brother, Tenth Brother, do you think Eleven can be achieved? After all, Er Lan's sister-in-law has never taught her anything."

"After all, it was Erlan's creation. It should, probably, be successful, right?" Uncle Jiu and Uncle Shi looked at each other, not quite sure, and then motioned the uncle to look at Fu Zhihong, who was sitting at the center of the gathering spirit array: "Look at the patriarch, he is very calm, I'm afraid there is nothing wrong with it."

Their voices fell on Fu Zhihong's ears, but he smiled wryly in his heart.

Eleven is 24 years old this year.

But there is still no sign of awakening the blood.

I'm afraid that the blood talent of Er Lan's family has not been inherited.

Everyone's full attention was on whether Fu Shiyi could find a way to remedy the lack of vitality in the elixir, but Sanniang glanced at Fu Zhihong quickly, and then her eyes flashed with disappointment.

From the time she entered the cave until now,
Hiroro didn't even look at himself.

She was originally a broken flower, and she never expected Hong Lang to only love herself, after all, she is not as good as the patriarch's wife.

But she has stayed by Hiroro's side since she was 13 years old, and now that decades have passed, she originally thought that Hiroro was more or less ruthless.

But now it seems that she is wishful thinking.

Sanniang's eyes were slightly red, and when she realized that she had lost her composure, she instantly adjusted her mentality, but she was still unwilling and looked at Fu Zhihong again full of hope.

And this time.

Not only Fu Zhihong, but everyone else in the cave all stared at the stone room.

There was a "squeak" from the stone chamber.

The man they've been waiting for has finally appeared.

"How? Eleven, but found a way?"

Uncle went up to meet him first, Uncle Jiu and Uncle Shi who were not in the spirit-gathering formation followed closely, while the other five people sitting cross-legged in the spirit-gathering formation looked at Fu Shishi eagerly, waiting for her to speak .

Fu Shiyi instantly felt a lot of pressure.

She cautiously said: "I am not sure yet, everyone will know in a while."

In other words.

Then there is hope!
Everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

Fu Shishi herself was also looking forward to it. She looked at Fu Zhihong at the center and said, "Father, please open the Gathering Array and let me in."

It seems that Eleven has really found a way.

Everyone was so excited that their bodies trembled slightly, and the uncle couldn't help holding hands with Uncle Jiu who was beside him.

A wave of ripples flashed across the spirit-gathering array, and then opened its mouth. When Fu Shiyi entered the spiritual field, the torn opening closed again.

Fu Shiyi anxiously walked towards the chalcedony that was closest to her, and turned his palm over, and a drop of amber-colored green liquid appeared.

"Brother Nine, what is Eleven holding?"

Although my uncle is far away and separated by formations, he can still feel a strong vitality rushing towards his face.Uncle Jiu, whose hands were held by him, shook his head. Only a few people in the clan knew about Fu Shiyi's mother, not including him, so how did he know the effect of the clean bottle.

In the center, Fu Zhihong, who was closest to Fu Shiyi, looked at Fu Shishi who was casting a spell, and his eyes seemed to contain infinite emotions. At this time, he got up early and set off a huge wave in his heart:

"Like, it's too similar. I didn't notice it before, but now that I've grown up, I look more and more like Er Lan."

Everyone's emotions fluctuate.

Fu Shiyi naturally didn't notice it.

At this time, she was concentrating on pinching the spell, and saw the green liquid flying from her palm, and then suspended above the chalcedony, as the spell in the air settled down, the green liquid instantly turned into spring rain and sprinkled down lightly.

Originally due to lack of aura, chalcedony was a little shriveled.

At this time, it was like a mortal suddenly ate the Shibuquan pill, bursts of bright light were visible to the naked eye, and with the nourishment of vitality, the already shriveled body slowly became full.

Everyone, who didn't dare to show their spirits before, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and then shouted out excitedly:
"It's done, it's really done!"

"Eleven, as expected of Erlan's daughter!"

"This is too incredible."

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It didn't take long for the cheers of the crowd to stop suddenly, because they expected that the Chalcedony Mushroom would continue to grow, and then it would mature and be used as medicine.

But the reality is.

Chalcedony chinensis is only in better condition, and the effect of that drop of green liquid ends here.

Everyone couldn't help being dumbfounded.

This effect is only slightly better than using their own mana to maintain the spirit gathering array.

what's the problem?

Fu Shiyi met everyone's dumb gazes, and said with half joy and half worry: "Father, uncles, I have indeed found a solution to the lack of spiritual energy in the elixir, but there is a certain price to pay."

Everyone heard that there was still hope, and hurriedly said: "What price, you can open your mouth on Eleventh, as long as this mu of foundation-building medicine can mature, even if we risk our lives, it will be worth it!"

Fu Shiyi hurriedly waved his hands when he heard the words, and at the same time he was very moved:
"As you have seen just now, it is the drop of green liquid that really exerts its effect, but it needs an acre of mortal spirit grass to be refined. Therefore, if we want to ripen this mu of foundation-building main medicine, we need a lot of spiritual Grass."

Everyone heard the words and waited for a while.

Finally understand.

If you want to ripen the foundation-building main medicine, you have to plunder the vitality of the other spirit grasses, and how much vitality you need depends on what kind of spirit medicine you need to ripen.

Generally speaking, the higher the level, the more vitality is naturally needed.

However, it is very rare to be able to exchange low-level spiritual grass for the required high-level spiritual grass, although the spirit stones consumed in the end may be equivalent.

Especially like this acre of foundation building medicine.

How could 100 million, or even 1000 million Xuanyuan grasses be comparable.

But then again.

They don't have so many spiritual herbs in their hands right now? !
Everyone couldn't help looking at Fu Zhihong unanimously.

Fu Zhihong was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Everyone first deliver the elixir in your hands to Eleven. If the elixir on our bodies can make the foundation-building main medicine maintain daily vitality, then we can free up our hands. Go outside to pick spiritual grass."

(End of this chapter)