monk family

Chapter 9

Fu Shiyi opened the jade slip, and the four silver seal characters of "Anu's Notes" were embedded on the cover.A few lines of small seal script briefly introduce the author's life and the general content of jade slips.Coincidentally, the author and the Qingxi real person on the jade slip of "Qingxi Transcript" are the same ancient monks thousands of years ago.

Using jade slips to record knowledge, only the monks of the ancient sects were able to make them.

This jade slip happened to record the magic formula that Fu Shiyi needed:

"Senior, how do you sell this jade slip?"

The old cultivator glanced at the jade pendant with a phoenix engraved on Fu Shiyi's body. After knowing that the other party was a member of the Fu clan of the four major families in Jingzhou, he said truthfully:
"This jade slip was earned by the old man in the misty forbidden area. There are 23 low-grade spirit stones, and one of them must be missing."

He pointed to the third store to the east:
"The book shop of Qingxumen sells this price only for the contract law of spirit beasts."

"My jade slip also recorded a pill recipe for feeding spirit beasts. Although the main medicine of the pill recipe, the yellow chestnut tree, was long extinct in the catastrophe ten thousand years ago, it is still of great reference value for those who make pills. of."

The old monk obviously wanted to sell the jade slip, and said bitterly:
"Although Huang Lidan is only a first-order spiritual pill, even the Feng family in Nanshan County, which has been passed down for more than three thousand years, has only a few dozen pills. Fellow Daoist, my price is the most affordable. "

Fu Shiyi saw that "Anu's Records" and "Qingxi Records" also recorded some characteristics of strangeness. He felt that it was suitable for research and the price was fair, so he no longer hesitated.

After the two goods were sold, Fu Shiyi immersed his mental power into the jade slip.A huge flow of information poured into her memory, and then the jade simplified into pieces of spiritual power and disappeared.

After Fu Shizhe returned to Baizhen Pavilion, she silently wrote down the law of the spirit beast contract into a book. According to the clan rules set by the sixth-generation patriarch, she copied the law and left it to the clan, and she could also subsidize a quarter of it. difference.

Qibo put away the book and put it in the drawer, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Speaking of which, that old Qiutou is also pitiful. In order to leave some spirit stones for his six-year-old son, he is already 80 years old, and he went to the misty forbidden area to work hard. He could have lived to be more than a hundred years old, but Looking at it now, it’s just been a few years.”

Pity the parents of the world.

Fu Shiyi sighed.After she filled out the materials for signing the spirit beast contract and needed to refine a set of dharma tables, array plates and four array flags from her own shop, she handed it over to her uncle.

Uncle is the only second-order array mage in the clan except for the third grandfather and fourth grandfather.

Among the hundred arts of comprehension, the Array Master is the most difficult to improve.

It not only depends on talent, but also needs to explore its own way from the nine thousand avenues.

Back then, the reason why my father chose to go to Nanhuang with my uncle who was at the seventh level of qi training was because of his uncle's method of formation, because the formation master was often able to awaken the sleeping power of mountains, rivers, terrestrial veins, and heaven, earth, and science, and leapfrog the level through formation. kill.

On the way back to Guyaju from Xihefang, when he passed the foggy forbidden area again, Fu Shiyi happened to see twos and threes of young monks walking into the deep dragon mouth.

Fu Shiyi couldn't understand:

"Uncle, they know the curse of the Forbidden Mist, why do they still go in? They are still so young, don't you think it's a pity?"

"Little girl is just a little girl, you have been cultivating in the clan, and naturally you don't know the suffering of loose cultivation."

"More than half of the spirit veins, spirit stones, spirit grass and spirit objects in the entire Jingzhou are controlled by the Qingxu Sect, a small half is occupied by our four major families, and the rest have been searched by those small families, and the scattered cultivators want to practice. Resources, naturally we can only fight for our lives.”

"Furthermore, the ancestor of today's Southern Wilderness got an inheritance from the Forbidden Fog, so he set up a mountain gate in the Southern Wilderness and established a loose cultivator alliance. The living example is right in front of you, and there is a glimmer of hope to become the second one. The ancestors of the Southern Wilderness, they will naturally follow one after another."

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Immortal cultivators are not so high and high in the eyes of mortals, Fu Shiyi feels a little sad, but fortunately she was born in the Fu family, and there are many elders and brothers in the family who have worked together hand in hand.

"It's only been a few years, how come the blood and tears on this dragon's head and cheeks seem to be much darker."

Fu Zhifei muttered to himself, then turned to Fu Shiyi solemnly:

"Eleven, if it's not necessary in the future, don't take the path of Broken Bone Cliff."

Fu Zhifei finally glanced at the faucet standing behind him before taking Fu Shiyi away.

On the way back, because Fu Shiyi's mana had not recovered, he walked unhurriedly. Before he knew it, after entering Qin Zhulin, the sky turned dark.

Not long after entering the bamboo forest, Fu Shiyi heard a faint sound of gongs, drums and suonas. At first she thought it was a hallucination, but the sound became clearer and clearer from far to near: Fu Shiyi couldn't help it. shivered:

"Uncle, wait for me."

Fu Shiyi ran with all his strength, and when he arrived at Fu Zhifei, who was waiting in front of him, he saw at a glance at the bamboo forest less than ten meters away from them, a jet-black sedan chair carried by four paper stickers was drifting in their direction. Come.

In front of the sedan chair, there are four paper-pulled people beating gongs and drums and blowing suona.

"What the hell is this?"

Fu Zhifei muttered, and was about to step forward to kill with his sword. Fu Shishi was so frightened that his ghosts froze, because she saw that there were 71 identical jet-black sedan chairs behind this sedan chair, and each sedan chair was followed by eight paper prick.

This strange scene reminded her immediately of the strange events mentioned in "Cleaning Records" and "Anu's Records". Before she could explain it, she took her uncle and jumped into the jungle next to her and hid inside:

"Shh, uncle, don't make a sound."

As soon as the two of them hid, the jet-black sedan chair floated past them, one after another, and when No. 30 was six, a breeze blew the curtains of the sedan chair apart.

In the sedan chair, a woman, wearing a phoenix crown, a red square scarf on her face, and a wedding dress with a red bottom forging and embroidered gold patterns, turned her head in the direction of Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi was at a low angle, so she could just see her face up.

I saw that its pale face was covered with yellow pustules, and a pair of eyes without eyeballs were glowing with a blue-white ghost fire.

"vomit"

Fu Shiyi's stomach rolled for a while, and when she lowered her head, the curtain of the sedan chair just closed again.After a mournful cry of "嘤夤嘤" drifted by, the jet-black sedan chair finally drifted by in front of her.

When the 72 jet-black sedan chairs passed by and the sound of gongs, drums and suona drifted away, Fu Shishi asked his uncle to take him far away from the bamboo forest.

"I'm hitting a ghost today?"

Although the uncle Fu Zhifei was used to seeing big scenes, it was the first time he had experienced such a strange scene. He frowned and said:

"Eleven, why did you stop me from doing it just now?"

(End of this chapter)