monk family

Chapter 1673
Mr. Fu took a sip of Wuling tea, knowing what Uncle Twelve was worried about, he stroked his beard and said:
"Twelve, what I promised you will naturally be fulfilled. You just let go and do what you planned before. As for Zhihong... I will go to his yard in person in a while, and I will practice alchemy in seclusion for a few years. You have to go out and walk around, or the old bones will fall apart."

Uncle Twelve heard this.

Most of the worry on his face disappeared.

Mr. Fu changed his voice and mentioned the Fox Immortal Grass:
"Twelve, after all these years, there is still no news about the Fox Immortal Grass?"

"Reporting to my ancestors, where is the fox fairy grass? Then there is a landing."

Uncle Twelve glanced at Mr. Fu, and seeing that Mr. Fu was interested, he continued:

"Xiaoba has been busy planning and rebuilding Nanyang Fang City for the past few years, and now he finally has an idea. He has already agreed with several big families in Nanyang County that they will gather together in Nanyang Mansion to discuss this matter. There will be a Golden Elixir at that time. For the small exchange meeting of the monks, I will ask if the rest of the family have any news about the Fox Clan's land."

"When I asked Lan Yisi for help before, they answered the clues in the hands of the Nanyang County family, but the specific family has not been disclosed."

Mr. Fu frowned slightly.

But very open and stretched.

He casually glanced at Uncle Twelve:
"Five girl Hualan, if it's not a matter of life and death for the clan, let's not bother her."

The fifth sister, Hua Lan, finally became pregnant.

The first task now is to give birth to Qilin and strengthen her position in the mind of the great man.

Do the math.

It has been six years since the fifth sister Hualan was pregnant, but there is no news of great happiness so far. Mr. Fu can't help but feel a little worried. Maybe if he finds an opportunity, he has to let the clansmen go to visit for a while.

Uncle Twelfth reported a few more important matters.

Mr. Fu just listened and did not interfere with Twelfth Uncle's decision. After Twelfth Uncle retired, Mr. Fu finished the Wuling tea in the cup alone in the study, and after reading the alchemy scripture of Shengxian Pill, glanced at it. The right hand holding the alchemy for the rest of the eye has a lot more age spots than the previous two years.

Mr. Fu let out a long breath:

"I have to hurry up and refine the Immortal Immortal Pill."

Get up from the study.

Mr. Fu strode out of the courtyard, and the little boy trotted behind him. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Mr. Fu stopped for a while and confessed: "Xiao Ruizi, go and process the bitter thorn grass from the pharmacy. After it dries, I will teach you how to refine dry stem pills."

The boy Xiao Ruizi was so happy that he almost jumped up.

He happily answered yes, turned around and went into the pharmacy, and hurriedly began to concoct Kujingcao.

Mr. Fu turned two turns, passed a row of long-necked trees, and arrived in front of the courtyard of the patriarch Fu Zhihong. Standing in front of the yard, Mr. Fu suddenly moved his nose, his face changed, and he was no longer as relaxed as before, "Dong dong dong " beat the bell hanging on the wall.

For a while.

Fu Zhihong's courtyard door opened from both sides.

A gust of fragrant wind blew out from inside, and passed over the top of Mr. Fu's head. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the Kongling Mountain and out of the Qilin Mountains. Mr. Fu's face was very ugly.

He had a straight face, and with a flash of inspiration under his feet, he rushed into Fu Zhihong's yard like a gust of wind.

It looks like a teacher asking a crime!

(End of this chapter)