Didn't continue talking.

Instead, he waved and asked the servants who had just recorded to come over, took out the tokens from the treasure bag one by one, and corresponded to the names in the jade slip, and asked the servants to distribute them. At this time, the old man spoke,

Continue:

"The other way is:"

"Stay a city!"

"The contribution points are divided according to the number of residents in the city you guard, the years you guard and the level of spiritual veins you are in!"

Hearing this.

Fu Shiyi thought it out.

If a monk wants to grow, the base of mortals must not be missing. mortals are the foundation. The spiritual veins are the foundation that nurtures the spiritual creatures in the world. These two are indispensable in the world of cultivation.

Compared to hunting monsters.

Fu Shiyi is even more inclined to defend the city and the spiritual veins.

Seeing that the token had been distributed to everyone, the one-eyed old man said, "Now, you will check the token in your hands and see if the name engraved on it is yours. If there is no mistake, start to proficient in the sacrifices above.

Let’s practice the method, after each sacrificing the tokens, they will go home.”

Everyone was still a little curious just after getting the token.

Can't help but observe.

The one-eyed old man frowned and said coldly:

"The teleportation in Mangzhou will be launched at the beginning of tomorrow. If you want to wait for another ten years, then continue to waste here."

I'm going to leave tomorrow?

This is too hurrying.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but look at his father. The patriarchs of the four major clans in Jingzhou are all here. The patriarch has resigned, so many matters need to be explained, but now it is less than five hours before Chen Shi, including the sacrifice.

Time to refine the token.

The one-eyed old man has not finished speaking.

The sixty-eight monks present had no time to observe the tokens anymore, and they began to recite spells and used the true fire in their bodies to refine the tokens. In an instant, the temperature in the entire square suddenly rose a lot.

All of you here are foundation-building monks.

Even if you are not a weapon refiner, you are very skilled in sacrificing magic weapons. However, the method of sacrifice and refining this token is different from the traditional one. Not only does it require blood from the heart, but it also needs to divide a trace of spiritual consciousness into the token.

Among them.

But all this is for Fu Shiyi.

Just a little familiar.

After all, when she refined the "Qingyuan Sword Art", she split her spiritual consciousness into half. Therefore, after she figured out her mind, she took a deep breath and then exhaled the turbid breath in her chest.

, slapped the chest, and a mouthful of blood in my heart sprayed on the token suspended in front of me. My hands quickly formed seals like a butterfly, and I recited a spell in my mouth:

"The mysterious heart is the most kind, the door to forget oneself...... Where the heart is, turning the world around, fast!!!"

One-eyed old man serving tea in the square.

Hearing the sound, he exclaimed lightly. Seeing that Fu Shiyi had already refined the token for half an hour, he flashed in his eyes with a look of surprise. The servant saw that he held the teacup and did not move.

I thought I wanted to continue tea, but when I stepped forward, I was glanced by the one-eyed old man, and the servant stepped back with tactfulness.

"Huh!"

Fu Shiyi's eyes suddenly opened his eyes in confinement.

With a move, the token floating in the air fell into her palm. She could clearly sense that the token had an instinctive sense with herself. She threw the token into the air, clasped her hands and beat her

Enter a magic trick, and the token flashed red light, and a line of small seal script was displayed:

[Name: Fu Shiyi; contribution point: 0]

Fu Shiyi smiled.

At this moment, a voice rang in her ears:

"Yes, little girl, your sacrificial technique is much faster than others!"

"Mr. Li, you have been awarded too much."

Seeing that the one-eyed old man had come, Fu Shiyi put away the token, stood up and smiled humbly.

Seeing that the rest of the people in the square had not finished their sacrifices, the one-eyed old man pinched a soundproofing technique and said with a smile: "Miss, do you plan to kill the monsters when you go to Mangzhou? Or defend the city?"

Is this a point to mention?!

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up. He would never miss such a good opportunity. She did not hide it and directly expressed her thoughts: "Old Li, I am low-know and have no experience in fighting the enemy, so I thought I would rather be more secure in defending the city.

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The one-eyed old man was obviously not surprised: "Defending the city is a choice, but little girl, if a monk wants to gain a foothold, he needs to find spiritual veins. As far as I know, the spiritual veins you have sent during this trip,

Almost all of them have been polluted and eroded."

The spiritual veins are contaminated?!

Fu Shiyi wants to ask again.

The senior sister in the field has also completed the sacrifice.

Seeing this, the one-eyed old man withdrew the formation and turned to the rear for inspection.

Seeing that the rest of the clan had not woken up, Fu Shiyi quickly walked to the attendant guarding the door and asked him to help tell his father and others, so he quickly walked to Nanyang Villa.

Go out of the door.

She went straight to the bookstore in Nanyangfang.

A red lantern was already hung at the door of the bookstore. At this time, there were very few monks entering and leaving. When Fu Shiyi entered the store, the waiter was dozing off. Seeing that it was so late, there were still customers coming to the door, which was obviously a little surprised:
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"Senior, what type of books do you want?"

"Related to spiritual veins!"

Fu Shiyi said straight to the point: "Especially similar books that can repair spiritual vein pollution, do you have them in your store?"

The waiter blinked.

Usually, those who come to the door will look for various martial arts books, or books about cultivation and craftsmanship, and those who want to find spiritual veins. This is the first time he encountered it. He scratched his head and said:

"Senior, this...the spiritual vein books are unpopular, and I can't remember whether there is any at once. Can I let me turn the catalog?"

This street is full of shops in the Nanyang Wangfu.

The first floor of the bookstore was tightly placed, and there were no less than hundreds of thousands of books. When the waiter read it, he didn't know when it was time. Fu Shiyi thought about it and said, "You can search slowly, as long as it is with the spirit.

I want everything related to the pulse. By the way, there are some classics about strange things, I want it too. This is a deposit. If you find it, you will send someone to the Baibao Pavilion of the Fu family in the Jiufang!"

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Time is limited.

Fu Shiyi put the deposit at the counter, left Nanyangfang, and went to Nanhuangfang. Similarly, he found a bookstore selling classics, paid the deposit, and walked around, waiting for her to return to the Baibao Pavilion of the Jiufang.
Chapter completed!