monk family

Chapter 8 Xihefang City
Fu Shiyi was naturally happy when he received the gift.But for her, the storage bag is just a space used to hide her knowledge of the sea:

"Uncle, my skill is too low, and I wear a second-order storage bag, which is too eye-catching. This is for you, you can just give me your first-order storage bag."

When Fu Shiyi's younger uncle Fu Zhifei heard the words, he gave up.

After all, it was pulled from the dead by him, and it is not auspicious for a girl to wear it.

While talking, Fu Da's wife had already sorted out the guest room, and Fu Shiyi asked Fu Zhifei to go upstairs to rest.Maybe it was because the four-year trip to Nanhuang was too dangerous. Fu Zhifei slept for three days and three nights before he woke up. After eating a meal, he slept for a few more days. After that, it took more than half a month to get downstairs.

When he came downstairs, he saw Fu Shiyi holding a flag in his hand, directing a small green snake to scurf around the house.

"Yo, Eleven, you refined the Green Snake Flag so quickly?"

The Green Snake Banner was given by Fu Shiyi's father to Fu Zhifei to hand it over to Fu Shiyi. Although it is only a first-order mid-grade magic weapon, as long as the green snake in the banner devours more and more monster spirits, there will be a chance. Evolved into a second-order magic weapon, the blue python flag.

Fu Shiyi took the green snake flag, and seeing that Fu Zhifei's complexion had recovered, he dragged him to the mini hut outside the bamboo building:
"Uncle, please help me to see if Xiao Huang is advancing. It has been sleeping for more than two months."

"Hey, it turned out to be a rare double-eyed bird."

Fu Zhifei was surprised. After examining it carefully, he nodded and said, "Yes, in another month, when its body shrinks to half of its original size, it will be considered a success."

After confirming that Xiao Huang was okay, Fu Shiyi felt relieved, but then new troubles came again:
"Uncle, when Xiao Huang finishes his advanced level and has demon power, then this hut will definitely not be able to close it, but I don't have a way to sign a contract with a spirit beast, nor do I have a spirit beast bag, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it. ah."

Fu Zhifei thought for a moment and proposed to take a trip to Xihefang.

Xihefang is located on the edge of the Minyang River in the west of the Forbidden Area of ​​Fog, which is more than [-] kilometers away from Guyaju.

Fu Shiyi used a communication talisman to notify Brother Sixteen, who was stationed at Fu's Fortress nearby, to come to Guyaju, and asked him to temporarily help guard for a day.

The clan gives her three communication talismans every year, and for more than two years after going down the mountain, only one of the nine communication talismans in Fu Shiyi's pocket has been used so far.

After turning over the Broken Bone Cliff and running halfway with all his strength, Fu Zhifei asked Fu Shiyi to slow down:
"In another hour, we will arrive at the Forbidden Fog. Although the scattered cultivators who entered Jingzhou have been registered, some desperadoes have to be guarded."

Walking out of the Qin Bamboo Forest, from a distance, Fu Shiyi saw a dragon head that was as high as [-] feet. The dragon's cheeks were dripping with blood and tears, and the hollow formed by the open mouth emitted a faint blue light:

Fu Shiyi's body instinctively felt a wave of discomfort:
"Uncle, is this the entrance to the legendary Forbidden Mist? Why does it look so evil?"

"It's more than evil, not counting the cultivators who were sent in by Qingxumen to investigate the dead. In the past [-] years, there have been thousands of loose cultivators who died inside."

The Misty Forbidden Land suddenly appeared in the territory of Jingzhou more than 100 years ago. At that time, the Qingxu Sect who governed Jingzhou thought it was a secret place, but after decades of exploration, thousands of disciples were lost.

Only two conclusions were drawn:

one.Only the Qi practice period can enter.

two.Each person encounters a different environment each time they enter the secret realm, and within 20 years after coming out, they will die due to exhaustion of energy and blood.

"This is an ominous place, it shouldn't stay for a long time, let's go around it."

Seeing that Fu Shiyi was fascinated, Fu Zhifei raised his voice and led people to Xihefang in Minyang River.

Fu Shiyi is visiting Fang City for the first time.

There is only one street in the square, and there are twelve houses on each side of the street. The one on the east belongs to the Qingxu Gate, and the one on the west is divided among the four major families of Jingzhou. However, the Fu family has not had any foundation-building monks stationed there in recent decades. There is only one Baizhen Pavilion left.When Fu and Eleven arrived at the shop, there was not a single customer in the shop.

"Qi Bo, why is the market so deserted?" Fu Shiyi thought it would be crowded like a market.

"Hey, our Jingzhou is a barren land. There are only more than [-] monks. Most of the monks are stationed in the sect or in the spiritual vein of the family. Most of the monks who gather in Xihefang are nothing more than those who go to explore the foggy forbidden land. Just fix it."

Qibo is the person in charge of Baizhen Pavilion, he sighed and said:
"Now the business in the store is getting more and more sluggish. Only a few first-order spiritual talismans are sold in the morning, and only one low-grade spiritual stone is sold when they are fully counted."

Fu Shiyi didn't expect that the business in this market was so bad. After a few chats, Fu Shiyi informed Qibo of the intention of the trip. Qibo thought about it and said:

"Spiritual beast contracts are sold at Qingxumen's classics shop, but they cost 23 spirit stones. They have a big business, and they have always been a one-buy price. I think you might as well go to the stalls in the backstage of the street first. Luckily, those casual cultivators who came out of the misty forbidden area may have such methods in their hands."

For those who set up the stalls, the market managers only charged a nominal fee, and the things they sell are naturally cheaper, but there is no guarantee of quality.

Uncle and Qibo hadn't seen each other for many years, and they had something to talk about, so Fu Shiyi went on his own.

"Fellow Daoist, I have a bottle of elixir that can break through the bottleneck. This is what I found from the forbidden area of ​​fog. A bottle of [-] low-grade spirit stones will be sold to you at a low price."

"Fellow Daoist, I have this high-level exercise, yes"

"Fellow."

It was rare for the scattered cultivators who set up the stall to see someone coming over, and they were still fresh faces, all of them seemed to have been beaten by chicken blood, desperately shouting to Fu Shiyi and promoting their own things.

Fu Shiyi visited Xiuzhen Square for the first time, and was curious about everything he saw. He went up to each booth to look carefully, and authenticated with "Zhongnan Lu Pills" and "Zhongnan Lu Baicao", and found that most of them were It's all gimmicky things, otherwise it's something that you don't understand.

The loose cultivators who set up the stall thought they encountered a fat sheep, but they didn't want Fu Shiyi to see it and not buy it, so they lost their enthusiasm and sat back on the ground to take a nap.

Fu Shiyi walked and looked all the way, but didn't find what he needed.There was only one stall left at the end.The stall owner was an old man whose hair was so thin that he could barely tie it up.

"Fellow Daoist, cough cough cough."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he coughed non-stop. Fu Shiyi glanced at the handkerchief he had hidden in his sleeve, and found that it was covered with black blood.

"This looks like a symptom of the decline of Qi and blood." Fu Shiyi felt deeply in his heart.After Fu Shiyi greeted the old man, he waved his hand, and the book of jade in the upper left corner of the booth slowly flew into his hand.

(End of this chapter)