Chapter 473 Special Lottery, Rebellion, and Weird Genius
Chapter 473 Special Lottery, Rebellion, and Weird Genius
After the two of them finished their discussion.
Liu Yue suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "Brother Han, my sister Liu Yu...I can't leave her behind."
Lin Han frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes: "Are you crazy? She is only at the Qi Refining level. If we take her with us, none of us can escape!"
"But she is my only relative!" Liu Yue's eyes were red, and her voice was very low, but it was full of unquestionable determination, "You know the Fu family rules. Once we defect, all our relatives will be implicated! If Liu Yu stays, she will definitely die!"
Lin Han sneered: "So what? I don't even plan to take my own wife and children with me, so what does your sister mean to me?"
Liu Yue raised her head suddenly and looked at him in disbelief: "You... don't even care about your wife and children?"
"Do you care?" Lin Han's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness. "Bringing them along will only drag us down! If the Fu family tracks them down, no one will be able to escape!"
Liu Yue took a step back, as if seeing the person in front of her clearly for the first time: "Lin Han, are you really so cold-blooded?"
Lin Han sneered: "Cold-blooded? That's called self-preservation! The path of cultivating immortals is to go against the will of heaven. Those who are indecisive will die!"
The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze.
After a long while, Liu Yue took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "In this case, we will go our separate ways."
Lin Han narrowed his eyes and sneered, "It's up to you."
Lin Han quietly returned to his own courtyard. The house was dark except for a few rays of light from the cold moon outside the window. He moved very quickly, taking out a storage bag from the secret compartment and putting all the spiritual stones, elixirs, and talismans he had accumulated over the years into his bag.
Just as he lifted the dark panel under the bed, a yellowed silk handkerchief fell from the gap.
He froze.
Fifty years ago, Fu Qingchu embroidered a token of love for him - a bamboo-patterned handkerchief with the four characters "Hanchu Tongxin" embroidered on the corners. She had never touched women's bodies before, and she didn't know how many times she had been pricked by needles to embroider this handkerchief.
Memories came flooding back.
——That year he was just a casual cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage. Because he offended the Tianlang Gang, he was hunted down and seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was Fu Qingchu who hid him in the boudoir and took care of him day and night despite the opposition of his family.
——"Brother Han, don't die... I, I will go and beg my father, he will definitely find a way to save you!" The girl cried bitterly, but she held his hand tightly.
——Later, she really knelt outside the Fu family elders' courtyard for three days and three nights before she obtained a life-saving pill.
Lin Han's fingertips trembled slightly. The green bamboo on the handkerchief had long faded, but the affection he had felt back then seemed to be burning his palms.
——I still owe her a life.
He clenched his handkerchief tightly, a look of thought flashed across his eyes, and finally turned into determination:
"That's all."
……
Fu Qingchu was chained to the stone wall, her long hair disheveled and her face as pale as paper. When she heard footsteps, she slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with dead silence.
"Lin Han, what are you doing here?" Her voice was hoarse, but there was no fear in her.
Lin Han remained silent, and suddenly took action——
"boom!"
A palm strike hit her heart heavily, and spiritual power surged, causing her to spit blood and damage her internal organs!
Fu Qingchu groaned, her body drooping limply, only the iron chain still hanging her shaky body. She raised her eyes with difficulty, her eyes full of disbelief: "You..."
Lin Han had a blank expression on his face. He struck her dantian again, but this time he secretly reduced the force.
"Lin Han!" Fu Qingchu coughed up a mouthful of blood, "You"
Before she could finish her words, Lin Han had already grabbed her neck and pressed her against the wall. He leaned close to her ear and said in a cold voice, "Remember, from now on, we are no longer friends."
Before he finished his words, he suddenly loosened his hand, and Fu Qingchu fell to the ground like a rag.
Lin Han turned and left without any hesitation.
——The truth can never be told.
——If she says it, she can’t escape the blame.
According to the Fu family rules, the relatives of the traitors are guilty as well. But if Fu Qingku found out that he was a spy, he would kill his relatives for the sake of justice and report him to the family first, but he was imprisoned in a secret room by him, and even seriously injured for resisting... maybe they would let him go.
Outside the secret room, the wind was biting cold.
Lin Han clutched the old handkerchief and finally used his spiritual power to shatter it into powder.
——Just like their past that had long been shattered.
Liu Yue hurried through the corridor, her steps hurried, her sleeves blown up by the night wind, revealing her clenched fists. Her heart was beating like a pounding drum, and Lin Han's cold words kept echoing in her mind -
"The path of cultivating immortals is to go against the will of heaven. Those who are indecisive will end up dead!"
She gritted her teeth and pushed open the wooden door of her courtyard.
In the courtyard, a single lamp flickered, illuminating Liu Yu's petite figure. She was sitting at a stone table, holding an exquisite jade pendant in her hand, with a smile on her lips and unconcealed joy in her eyes.
"Sister!" When Liu Yu saw Liu Yue coming back, she immediately stood up and ran towards her with a blush on her face, "Mr. Fu San, he...he agreed to marry me!"
Liu Yue's whole body stiffened and she stopped walking.
Liu Yu was completely unaware of her sister's strangeness, and was still immersed in joy. She said in a brisk voice, "He said that he would send someone to propose marriage in a few days! Sister, I will be the young lady of the third branch of the Fu family in the future!"
As she spoke, she handed the jade pendant in her hand to Liu Yue to see - it was a piece of top-quality spiritual jade with the word "Jade" engraved on it, and it was obviously given by the Third Master Fu himself.
Liu Yue stared at the jade pendant with shivering eyes.
"Sister, why don't you say anything?" Liu Yu tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Aren't you happy for me?"
Liu Yue took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Happy... Of course I'm happy."
She reached out and stroked Liu Yu's hair, her voice soft but with a barely perceptible tremor: "It's just... the third branch of the Fu family is the direct line after all, will you be wronged if you marry into it?"
Liu Yu shook her head, her eyes full of determination: "No! The Third Young Master treats me very well, and he said that he would never let me suffer the slightest injustice!"
Liu Yue looked at her innocent appearance and felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.
If it weren't for her.
My sister Liu Yu could have lived a happy life that many people envied, but now that things have come to this, she can only make a prompt decision.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Liu Yu noticed that she was acting strange, held her hand, and said worriedly, "Your hands are so cold..."
Liu Yue closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had regained her composure. She gently patted the back of Liu Yu's hand and said softly, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."
She paused, and then continued, "Yu'er, my sister has received a mission from the General Affairs Hall and needs your help. Would you like to go with me? Don't worry, the mission is very simple, and I will definitely not miss the date for your sweetheart's marriage proposal."
The eldest sister is like a mother.
Liu Yu always followed Liu Yue's lead and nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll listen to you, sister."
Liu Yue forced a smile, turned around and walked towards her room. After packing up her belongings, she immediately shook out a dusty cloak from her sleeves: "Put this on, and we'll go from the spiritual field in the back mountain."
The spiritual fields in the back hills of the Fu family were shrouded in an eerie silence.
Liu Yue held Liu Yu's hand and walked quickly along the ridge of the field, her gray cloak fluttering in the night wind.
"Sister, where are we going?" Liu Yu staggered after them, her voice filled with uneasiness, "This doesn't look like the way to the General Affairs Hall."
"Sh ...
Liu Yue's heart was beating like a drum, and she could feel her sister's hand shaking. She waited until the patrolling disciples walked away before she let go of her hand and whispered, "Yu'er, I'll tell you the truth now. The Fu family wants to harm us, so we must leave immediately."
Liu Yu's eyes widened. Just as she was about to speak, Liu Yue added hastily, "Don't ask why. Trust me. I'll explain everything when it's safe."
She pulled her sister forward, each step was like walking on thin ice. There were three checkpoints in the back mountain. The first one was a sentry post at the edge of the spiritual field, guarded by two Qi Refining disciples. Liu Yue had already figured out their shift change time - there would be a half-minute gap at 3:30 of midnight.
"We're almost there." Liu Yue lowered her voice and took out two talismans from her bosom. "This is an invisibility talisman, which can last for thirty breaths. No matter what happens later, don't make a sound and follow me."
Liu Yu bit her lip and nodded, her eyes filled with tears.
The sound of the midnight bell rang from afar. Liu Yue timed it precisely and slapped the talisman on the two guards as they whispered to each other. Suddenly, their figures became transparent and merged into the night.
"go!"
The two crouched and slipped past the guard. Liu Yue could even smell the faint smell of alcohol on the guard. Thirty breaths passed in a flash, and when they rushed through the first checkpoint, the invisibility effect just disappeared.
"Success!" Liu Yue felt relieved, but she didn't dare to relax. The second checkpoint was the plank road on the edge of the cliff, where there were foundation-building cultivators guarding the road, and ordinary invisibility talismans could not hide it at all.
She was well prepared and took out a jade slip from her storage bag: "This is the 'Shapeshifting Technique' that I stole from the Sutra Library. It can temporarily transform us into flying birds. But with my spiritual power, it can only last for half a cup of tea."
Liu Yu finally couldn't help it: "Sister, what did you do? Why did you even lose the secret technique of the Sutra Library?"
"Shut up!" Liu Yue interrupted harshly, then softened her tone, "Now is not the time to explain. Remember, don't look down when you cross the plank road."
She crushed the jade slip, and a green light enveloped the two of them. In the blink of an eye, two blue birds flapped their wings and flew towards the cliff path.
The night wind was howling, and Liu Yue tried to control the direction of flight. The guards on the plank road really didn't notice and let the two "blue birds" fly over their heads. Just as they were about to fly over the most dangerous section, Liu Yu suddenly screamed - she accidentally caught a glimpse of the abyss under her feet.
"Who is it!" The foundation-building cultivator on the plank road suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a gleam of light.
The illusion spell was instantly broken, and the two figures appeared, falling straight towards the plank road!
Liu Yue reacted very quickly, throwing out a rope to wrap around the railing of the plank road, and holding Liu Yu tightly with her other hand. The two of them were hanging in the air, teetering.
"Traitor Liu Yue!" The foundation-building cultivator sneered and swung his sword, and a stream of sword energy cut the rope.
At the critical moment, Liu Yue used a life-saving magic weapon - a green willow leaf. The willow leaf grew taller in the wind, supporting the two people and slowly falling.
"Sister." Liu Yu's face turned pale and he hugged Liu Yue tightly.
"Don't be afraid, we..." Before Liu Yue finished her words, a huge golden net fell from the sky and covered them tightly.
"Liu Yue, you can't escape." A cold voice sounded. Fu Qingtie, the deputy deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall, came in the air, followed by more than ten law enforcement disciples. "You think you can escape by stealing a few secret techniques? How naive!"
Liu Yue looked ashen, and protected her sister behind her: "Master Steward, this matter has nothing to do with my sister Liu Yu, she knows nothing. Please let her go."
Fu Mingyang had a blank expression on his face: "According to the Fu family rules, the relatives of the defector will be punished as well." He waved his hand, "Take him away!"
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At the same time, Lin Han had broken through three lines of defense and came to the weakest point of the Fu family's mountain protection formation. He sneered and took out a black token from his arms - this was the key to the formation that he had secretly copied after lurking in the Fu family for fifty years.
"From now on, I will have a bright future ahead of me."
He had already thought it through. With the skills he had learned in the Fu family and his foundation-building cultivation, he could marry and have children in large numbers. In the future, he would be able to develop his small family into a prestigious family like Fu Changsheng did.
The token in his hand emitted a faint light, tearing a gap in the formation.
Lin Han dodged, but did not flee immediately. Instead, he turned and looked in the direction of the Fu family, with a complicated look in his eyes. Suddenly, his face changed drastically - the fluctuations of the mountain protection formation were much stronger than he expected!
"not good!"
He retreated suddenly, but it was too late. A golden light shot out from the formation and wrapped around his legs like a spirit snake.
"Lin Han, do you think the Fu family is a place where you can come and go as you please?" A powerful voice sounded. The head of the Law Enforcement Hall, Fu Yongming, came from the air, looking intimidating without even getting angry.
Lin Han's pupils shrank suddenly - Fu Yongming was a half-step purple mansion, far beyond his ability to contend with. But he was unwilling to surrender, and bit his tongue hard, spurting out a mouthful of blood: "Blood Escape Technique!"
A flash of blood appeared, and his body instantly turned into dozens of blood shadows, fleeing in all directions.
Fu Yongming snorted coldly and waved his sleeves: "It's just a trifle."
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly solidified, and all the blood shadows were trapped in the quagmire. Fu Yongming grabbed with five fingers, and the real Lin Han was pulled back by the invisible force and fell heavily to the ground.
"Do you think the Patriarch doesn't know that you are a pawn planted by Master Xueteng?" Fu Yongming looked down at him. "Several years ago, the Patriarch asked us to secretly monitor your every move."
Lin Han's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were full of shock: "You guys knew about this a long time ago?"
"Of course." Fu Yongming said calmly, "We keep you here just to lure out Blood Vine Master. He is the big fish we want to catch."
Lin Han felt like he was struck by lightning, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, what a Fu family! What a good trick!"
There was sadness in the laughter.
It turned out that they were just discarded pieces in the chess game of the master.
Yunshan County Fu Clan Ancestral Hall Square
Dark clouds loomed over the city, and a strong wind swept across the bluestone square with a bloody smell. Tens of thousands of tribesmen stood in silence.
On the high platform, Fu Yongming, wearing a black robe of the Lord of Law Enforcement Hall, said in a cold voice:
"Bringing Sinners"
When Lin Han and Liu Yue were dragged onto the execution platform with iron chains, the crowd finally became agitated.
At the front of the crowd, a dozen male cultivators who had married into the Fu family looked pale. Among them, a cultivator named Chen, who had been friends with Lin Han, suddenly rushed out and kicked Lin Han in the face:
"The Fu family treats you well."
"I have granted you skills and resources, and even made an exception to allow non-Chinese disciples to have access to the core inheritance. And you actually colluded with foreign enemies?!"
His voice trembled. Fearing that he would be implicated, he kicked Lin Han a few more times, the soles of his shoes covered in Lin Han's blood.
"I knew long ago that this bastard had evil intentions!" A female cultivator who had been married to the Fu family for thirty years shrieked in agreement, with her young son crying out in fear. "My husband died on the battlefield for the Fu family. How dare you, such a heartless person, stay in the Fu family?!"
She picked up a stone and threw it at Liu Yue. The stone embedded itself into her forehead with a "puff" sound, and blood gushed out: "You sons and daughters of bitches! The Fu family provided you with the resources to practice cultivation, but you turned your kindness into enmity! You traitors deserve to die ten thousand times!"
"Idiots! The Fu family will soon be promoted to a sixth-rank family, and they are ruining their own future!" A guest official from another family sneered and secretly clutched the "Fu Family Heart Sutra" he had just obtained - this was the reward he had endured for twenty years.
"What benefits did Master Xueteng promise you that you dare to betray your clan?" The young man in brocade clothes spat, "Wild dogs can't eat the fairy banquet after all!" His mother hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around in panic. This young man was a direct descendant of the Fu family, and his words showed his superiority.
There was a buzz of noise.
"Boom-"
As the morning bell rang.
The entire dojo immediately fell silent, and everyone knelt down in unison.
Fu Changsheng came in the air, and the phoenix embroidered with gold thread on his black robe looked like a living creature in the morning light. There was no sound when he landed, but the temperature of the entire dojo dropped a few degrees.
Liu Yue raised her face. For the first time, she saw the master's face clearly from close up - his eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice.
"One hundred and twenty years ago, the battle at Luofeng Mountain!"
Fu Changsheng's voice suddenly rose, like thunder, shaking the entire Taoist temple.
"My Fu family is now only left with four cultivators because of the betrayal of a guest elder!"
His voice was filled with deep hatred, and every word was like a knife engraving into everyone's heart.
"In that battle, I personally saw the Great Elder self-destruct to cover our retreat!"
"The Second Elder was stabbed by seventeen swords, but he still managed to protect the youngest son of the clan!"
"The Third Elder burned his soul just to give his people a chance to survive!"
His voice became more and more passionate, and the breathing of the tribesmen in the dojo became heavy.
"And today——"
Fu Changsheng suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Liu Yue and Lin Han who were kneeling on the ground.
"These two traitors are trying to repeat the same mistakes!"
"They colluded with Master Xueteng and attempted to sacrifice our entire Fu family!"
"It's not just the Fu family they betrayed!"
"More importantly, the heroic spirits who died fighting for the family!"
"Moreover, it is the ancestors who built the Fu family's foundation with their flesh and blood!"
"Especially those clansmen who practiced hard day and night just for the glory of the family!"
His voice was as loud as a huge bell, and it hurt Liu Yue's eardrums.
"Tell me, Fu's son—"
Fu Changsheng suddenly turned around and faced tens of thousands of clansmen.
"What shall we do to those who betray our clan?!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Tens of thousands of tribesmen roared in unison, the sound waves were like waves, and even the clouds were dispersed.
Liu Yue saw that the eyes of those disciples who had once been on good terms with her were now filled with deep hatred.
"Kill his flesh and blood!" Fu Changsheng shouted.
"Refine his spirit and soul!" the clansmen responded in unison.
"You will never be reincarnated!"
The sound waves were getting louder and louder, and the entire Yunshan County was shaking.
Fu Changsheng raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and the sound stopped abruptly.
"Today, I swear in the name of the head of the Fu family--"
His voice became deeper, but even more captivating. "All Fu family members should think about their family first!"
"Anyone who betrays the family will be killed no matter how far away they are!"
"For those who died in battle for the family, their spirits will live forever!"
"The glory of the Fu family——"
"Eternal Immortality!"
"Eternal immortality! Eternal immortality!"
The shouts of the tribesmen reached the sky, even scaring away the birds in the sky.
Liu Yue trembled all over, she finally understood——
What I betrayed was not a cold-blooded family.
It is a giant entity connected by blood and united by one heart.
at the same time.
A familiar mechanical voice sounded in Fu Changsheng's sea of consciousness:
"Ding"
"You used the punishment of the traitor to unite all the people in the clan and earned 2,000 clan contribution points."
Followed by.
The family contribution value was changed to eight thousand.
This is followed by a system reminder asking whether to redeem the special lottery.
The traitor has been eliminated.
True Man Xue Teng has finished his work. After he finishes dealing with the clan's miscellaneous affairs, he will start to retreat and form the elixir.
After returning to the secret room in the patriarch's mansion and closing the magic circle, he moved his mind and directly entered the cabin in the five elements space.
The thought fell on the sea of consciousness panel:
"Redemption Prize Draw"
hum!
The panel vibrates.
A large amount of yellow light surged.
The next moment, a box appeared in his storage bag.
Fu Changsheng was a little excited. He was quite satisfied with the prizes he received in the previous few times.
"I wonder what I can win in this lottery..."
As soon as he thought about it, a light flashed in the storage bag, and an ancient wooden box appeared out of thin air, floating above the palm of his hand.
The box was pitch black, with intricate patterns carved on its surface, which looked like a symbol but not a symbol, like a formation but not a formation, and there was a faint sense of the power of the five elements flowing on it. In the center of the box lid, there was an ancient dark golden seal inlaid - "种".
Fu Changsheng stroked the surface of the box with his fingertips. It felt cold, but there was a faint pulse beating in it, as if the things in the box were breathing.
"It looks like a Dharma seed..."
He took a deep breath, tapped the lid of the box with his fingertips, and injected a trace of spiritual power into it.
"Click——"
The lid of the box slowly opened, and in an instant, five-colored rays of light burst out, illuminating the entire secret room like a fantasy.
In the box, a crystal clear seed was quietly suspended. Its shape was like colored glaze, containing chaotic energy inside. Five-colored spiritual light flowed on its surface, sometimes turning into a blue dragon soaring in the clouds, sometimes condensing into a vermilion bird bathing in fire, sometimes evolving into a white tiger roaring in the wind, sometimes transforming into a black tortoise calming the sea, and finally returning to the image of the central unicorn. The five elements rotated endlessly.
"Taiyi Five Elements Seed!"
Fu Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
This seed is a secret item of the ancient Five Elements Sect, specially made for those with five elements spiritual roots. If you plant it in your body, you can use the power of the five elements to reshape your foundation. When you form the elixir in the future, you can even forge a perfect five-element foundation. The foundation is much more solid than that of ordinary cultivators!
But this thing... is not meant for him.
He himself only has three spiritual roots, and if he forcibly refines this magic seed, not only will he be unable to unleash its true power, but it may also damage his foundation due to the imbalance of the five elements.
Just now.
A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
"Ding"
"You purchased a Taiyi Five Elements Seed for your family and received 5,000 family contribution points."
Followed by.
The family contribution value on the panel was changed to thirteen thousand.
Looking at the rising family contribution value, Fu Changsheng's original discouragement was swept away, because among his many descendants, many met the requirements of the five spiritual roots. After careful counting, there were as many as six people.
Several children appeared in his mind——
There are Kui and Qing, the two children of Qingru, and the triplets Yongling, Yongpeng, and Yongjing, the oldest of whom is naturally the eldest son Fan...
Among them, Fu Yongjing had already obtained the opportunity of Xutian Tower and was granted the Dharma Seed, so he did not need to be granted again. Qing Ge'er had already broken through the Purple Mansion and was granted a fiefdom, and Fan Ge'er was in the imperial capital, so it was unknown when he would return.
So the remaining candidates are only Yongling, Yongpeng and Kui Ge'er.
Yong Peng's character still needs to be polished. If he hadn't exchanged information last time and discovered in time that the other party was set up by Master Yun and his two companions, I'm afraid a disaster would have occurred.
Only Yongling and Kui Ge'er are left.
Among many descendants.
Kui Ge'er was the only one he paid the least attention to, and he had never used the system to improve his spiritual root qualifications. He felt somewhat guilty about this, and the balance was tilted towards him.
but.
What is Kuige's character like?
He still needs to confirm it personally. After all, this method is of great significance to both him and the Fu family.
Among his many sons, Yongren left the deepest impression on him. It was a pity that his spiritual roots were forged by acquired spiritual plants and he could not plant the seeds of Dharma.
However, he obtained a Heavenly Wolf Heart at the Pseudo-Infant Realm from the Treasure Hall of Heavenly Wolf Mountain. After another eight years, when the auxiliary elixir matures, he can give it to Yong Ren. However, because the Heavenly Wolf Combat Body technique has not been perfected by the system, he did not let Yong Ren practice it rashly.
Now the family contribution value is sufficient.
He planned to perfect the system before he went into seclusion to strive for the Golden Elixir, and let Yongren practice this method at the same time.
A thought.
The ancient animal skin book - "The Heavenly Wolf Combat Body" fell into his palm. The silver wolf blood pattern glowed faintly in the candlelight, as if it would jump out of the paper at any time and howl to the sky.
"Draw the moonlight to temper the body, transform the wolf's evil into strength..."
He recited in a low voice, his eyes gleaming.
This physical training method is extremely powerful. If it can be cultivated to perfection, the body can be comparable to a fifth-level monster, and it can even tear apart a fifth-level spiritual treasure with bare hands! But unfortunately, the ancient books only record the first four levels, and it can only be cultivated to the Golden Core stage at most.
"An incomplete technique is ultimately a hidden danger."
He pondered for a moment, then his mind moved, and the system panel appeared in his sea of consciousness -
【Exercise Deduction】
"Improve the deduction of the Heavenly Wolf Combat Body technique."
"Ding!"
The cold mechanical sound of the system rang out in the sea of consciousness, and then a mysterious force of deduction enveloped the entire technique.
In an instant, the words on the ancient books twisted and reorganized like living things. The originally obscure parts were analyzed one by one, and even some hidden drawbacks were accurately pointed out by the system.
“Disadvantages of the original method:
If the wolf evil enters the body too violently, it will easily corrode the mind and cause the cultivator to go berserk and lose control; when tempering the body with moonlight, if the meridians are not strong enough, it is easy to be attacked by the cold evil; if the fifth level is missing, forcibly breaking through will cause the physical body to collapse. "
Fu Changsheng frowned slightly.
"Sure enough, although the ancient skills are powerful, they also have many hidden dangers..."
While I was thinking, the system sent me another reminder——
"The deduction and optimization are complete. The new version of "War Body of the Sirius" has fixed the following defects:
Adding the 'Heart Cleansing Mantra' to assist can suppress the wolf evil and prevent the erosion of consciousness; adjust the rhythm of the Moonlight Tempering Body, strengthen the meridians in stages, and avoid the backlash of the cold evil; complete the fifth level of the practice, and optimize the breakthrough method to ensure the stability of the physical body. "
Fu Changsheng's eyes sparkled brightly!
"it is good!"
He quickly flipped through the deduced exercises, and sure enough, the originally obscure parts became clear and easy to understand. In some key places, the system even marked the best time to practice and precautions.
"In this way, there will be no more worries about this technique!"
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he had made up his mind.
"In this case, Yongren can start practicing from today!"
at the same time.
A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
"Ding"
"You have perfected the "Heavenly Wolf Combat Body" technique for the family and received 3,000 family contribution points."
However, the family contribution value that was reset to zero returned to three thousand.
...
...
On the bluestone slab in the corner of Wanning Market, Fu Yongkui sat cross-legged on a piece of washed-white coarse cloth. In front of him were more than a dozen rusty magic tools, a few missing pages of martial arts manuals, and a few minerals with little spiritual energy - all of which were "treasures" he had picked up from ancient battlefields and abandoned caves.
The robe he was wearing had long faded, the cuffs were frayed, and the storage bag hanging around his waist was even patched. If it weren't for the jade plaque with the word "Fu" engraved on it occasionally flashing a light, anyone would have thought he was a poor casual cultivator.
"My fellow Taoist, the things on your stall... I'm afraid they were not dug out from a grave?" A monk in brocade clothes squatted down, picked up a rusty short sword, and sneered, "This thing is too dull to even cut vegetables, and you dare to sell it?"
Without even raising his eyelids, Fu Yongkui said slowly, "Daoyou have a keen eye. This sword was indeed dug out from an ancient tomb." He held up two fingers and said, "Twenty low-grade spirit stones, and a story - the owner of this sword was a foundation-building cultivator who died in a love affair. His obsession is still on the sword. Buy it and make tea. Maybe you can understand the true meaning of the world."
The corner of the brocade monk's mouth twitched: "Do you think I'm a fool?"
An old cultivator beside him suddenly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Fellow Daoist, be careful with your words! This person is from the Fu family..."
"Fu family? Which Fu family?" The monk in brocade clothes was stunned.
The old cultivator lowered his voice and said, "The seventh-rank Fu family! The biological son of the clan leader Fu Changsheng!"
The brocade monk's hand trembled, and the rusty sword fell back onto the coarse cloth with a clang. He looked up suddenly and met Fu Yongkui's smiling face - a face that was full of "Go on, I'm listening."
“Fu, Fellow Daoist Fu!” The monk in brocade clothes had sweat on his forehead and hurriedly saluted, “I am blind! These treasures… uh, they are simple and elegant, they must have deep meaning!”
Fu Yongkui sighed and shook his head: "Daoyou just said this is scrap metal..."
"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!" The brocade monk gritted his teeth and took out a bag of spirit stones. "I want this sword! And the fragment of the scroll... No, I'll take everything! Just consider it an apology!"
Fu Yongkui's eyes lit up, and he flicked his sleeves. He quickly swept all the rags into the storage bag and stuffed it into the other party's hand enthusiastically: "Daoyou, you are so straightforward! Next time I dig up something good, I'll leave you a share!"
—— Half a quarter of an hour later, Fu Yongkui weighed the bulging bag of spiritual stones, but his stomach growled. He smacked his lips, glanced at the sign of the restaurant not far away, and his eyes were dim.
At this moment, a Fu family member wearing a brand new robe passed by. Fu Yongkui jumped up instantly and hooked the other person's shoulder: "Yongxin! You have practiced the "Qingmu Jue" to the ninth level recently, right? Do you always feel that the spiritual energy is sluggish? Come on, I will give you some advice... and have a meal by the way!"
Before Fu Yongxin could react, he was dragged into the restaurant.
In the private room, Fu Yongkui swept away half of the spiritual food on the table like a whirlwind, gnawing on a chicken bone and mumbling: "The root of your problem is that wood and fire conflict. Next time before practicing, hold a piece of ice crystal grass in your mouth..."
Fu Yongxin looked at his cousin eating like a hungry ghost and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Kui, you are the son of the clan leader, are you starving yourself to this extent just to save a few spirit stones?"
Fu Yongkui put down the plate he had licked until it was shiny, and said seriously, "You don't understand. The world of cultivating immortals is full of pitfalls. Saving a spiritual stone may be a life-saving pill in the future." He took out a handkerchief - which he had taken from the restaurant - and wiped his mouth, adding seriously, "Besides, it would be such a waste if we don't finish all the food."
Fu Yongxin: “…”
Fu Yongkui touched his round belly and burped contentedly.
Walk out of the restaurant.
The spiritual food in my stomach was churning, and a turbid air was swirling in my dantian.
He frowned slightly, paused, then gritted his teeth and suppressed the impulse.
"No, the toilets in the market town charge a Lingbei... If this fertilizer is sold to outsiders, wouldn't it be a huge loss?" He calculated secretly, his face turned slightly blue, but he still insisted on keeping his back straight and walked towards the exit of the market town.
——Rent a spirit beast car? Impossible! Fu Yongkui stood at the gate of the market, scanning the passers-by like a hawk, and finally locked onto a green wooden flying boat that was about to return to the Fu family.
"Brother Yonghe!" He rushed forward in two steps, forcing a stiff smile on his face, "It's on the way, can you give me a ride?"
Fu Yonghe, who was driving the flying boat, saw that he had a strange look on his face and beads of sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Brother Kui, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the clinic first..."
“It’s okay! It’s okay!” Fu Yongkui waved his hands repeatedly, but he exerted force on his toes and raised his heels slightly, as if resisting some invisible pressure. “It’s just… I gained a little from my practice today, and my blood and qi are a little agitated.”
Fu Yonglin on the other side of the flying boat glanced at him and suddenly sent a message to Fu Yonghe: "Don't believe him! Last time I thought he was ill, but guess what? This guy is holding back his shit and wants to go back to his spiritual field to fertilize it!"
Fu Yonghe's hand trembled, and the flying boat almost hit the treetops. He widened his eyes and looked at Fu Yongkui in disbelief - the latter sat upright, with a solemn expression as if he was going to a sect competition, but his knuckles were white from clenching so hard.
“A cultivator of immortality… can be so frugal?!” Fu Yonghe was so shocked that he even forgot to control the flying boat for a moment.
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When the barrier of the Fu family courtyard finally lit up, Fu Yongkui rushed to the toilet like an arrow from a bow. A moment later, he walked briskly with a bucket full of "gold liquid" and headed straight for the spiritual field in the backyard.
This small courtyard can be regarded as a model of frugality in the world of immortal cultivation:
The courtyard wall was built with scrap iron slag from broken magic tools, and the gaps were stuffed with scraps of talisman paper to prevent wind;
There was a row of dried spiritual fruit cores hanging under the eaves, each one was scraped clean, and it was said that they could be ground into auxiliary materials for alchemy;
Even the cracks in the stone pavement were planted with drought-resistant hemostatic grass, and dead leaves were piled in the corners for firewood.
"Every bit of manure and every bit of rice is a gift from heaven!" Fu Yongkui carefully poured the fertilizer on the roots of the spiritual rice, and then took out a piece of burlap and scraped the wall of the bucket until it was shiny. Suddenly, a "click" sound was heard -
It turned out to be the lame puppet "A Tie" that he had picked up three years ago, holding up a bronze mirror with one arm, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun onto the spiritual plant. A corner of the mirror frame was missing, and half a tortoise shell was glued together with fish glue to complete it.
"Good job, A Tie!" Fu Yongkui patted the puppet's head with satisfaction, "Today I have saved three more quarters of spirit stones for the lighting array!"
The night wind blew, and the night orchid in the yard, which was watered with bath water, quietly bloomed. Fu Yongkui took a deep breath, and suddenly his face changed, and he rushed to the kitchen.
"I almost forgot! I haven't made soup from the chicken bones I brought back from lunch yet!"
In the dead of night, Fu Yongkui sat cross-legged on his cushion made of leftovers from a hundred-year-old mulberry tree, with a yellowed account book spread out in front of him. He gathered a wisp of spiritual power on his fingertips and wrote down solemnly on the "Inventory of Property" page:
1. Spirit Stone Reserve
Low-grade spirit stones: 3,782 pieces
Medium-quality spiritual stones: nine
Top-grade Spirit Stone: None
2. Inventory of Elixirs
Bigu Pills: 30 bottles, these are the rewards for the first place in the clan monthly exam
Healing medicine: five pills
Foundation Building Pill: One
At this point, Fu Yongkui suddenly sighed, and his skinny fingers stroked the edge of the account book - where the cases of failed foundation building were densely recorded in tiny calligraphy:
"Fu Yongchang, three spiritual roots, spent three foundation-building pills to succeed, what a waste!"
"Ma Laoliu, a casual cultivator, tried hard to build his foundation with his five spiritual roots, but his body exploded and he died, without even enough money left for a coffin!"
"Building the foundation with the five spiritual roots is like throwing spiritual stones into a bottomless pit." He stared at the string of dried chilies hanging from the beam, which was actually made of the leftover materials of fire-attributed demon pills, with a gleam in his eyes.
Suddenly, he flipped through a volume of "A Summary of the Best Cost-Effective Foundation Building Plans in the Cultivation World for a Hundred Years" and stopped at the fold of a page:
There are three feasible methods for building the foundation in the most economical way:
The first is the spiritual power compression method, which only takes twenty years, enough to save one foundation-building pill.
"Wait twenty years? Then the effect of my other foundation-building pill will expire!"
Second, the Five Elements Mutual Generation Formation, which requires one hundred pieces of each of the five medium-grade spirit stones.
"Five hundred middle-grade spirit stones?! This is equivalent to five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones. You might as well kill me!"
The third method is to use the blood essence of monsters as a substitute, but there is a 70% risk of failure.
"Snap!" Fu Yongkui closed the booklet and sighed worriedly. The difficulty of practicing Taoism is beyond imagination!
(End of this chapter)