Bone Jade Pill is just an ordinary-level pill.

Because it was the first time for Fu Shiyi to refine it, she failed once, but succeeded in the other two furnaces. She got a total of eighteen pills, excluding the eight pills she needed for healing.

After the elixir fell into the stomach.

It instantly turned into a ball of hot energy flowing through the limbs and bones. The damaged bones in the body were slowly healing bit by bit under this energy. After refining the ten bone jade pills, Fu Shiyi felt "

There was a "buzz" sound, and instantly, the magic power in the Dantian began to circulate freely.

Fu Shiyi, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

She waved her arms a few times, feeling the power contained in them, and a smile appeared on her face:

"Finally, the injury on my body has been healed."

After Fu Shiyi left her body, she put the futon, which had a concentration effect, into her storage bag, walked out of the wooden house, and walked to the old man's room. This time she stayed in seclusion for three days, and she didn't know how injured the old man was.

Uncle Rong, who was taking care of the old man, opened the door for Fu Shiyi.

Without waiting for Fu Shiyi to inquire in detail, he said directly:

"Miss Fu, in the past few days since you have not been here, the old man has been the same as before. There is nothing abnormal, but his face is a little rosier than before."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Rong."

Uncle Rong waved his hand. Knowing that Fu Shiyi wanted to be alone with the old man, he automatically backed out of the door and softly tightened the door.

Inside the house.

After Fu Shiyi checked the old man's body, he was surprised and happy.

She didn't expect that the wounds in the old man's body would heal automatically!

"What on earth is going on? Is it caused by the sky fire in the old man's dantian?" Fu Shiyi muttered, and after much deliberation, he only came up with this reason. In any case, it is a good thing that the old man's internal injuries have recovered.

All that's left is to heal the wounds of consciousness.

In "Qingxi Notes", the real person Qingxi happened to record a kind of elixir that can repair and warm up the consciousness.

The elixir is called Yunshendan. It is a first-class middle-grade elixir that can be refined using Yunling grass that matures every three years. The seeds of Yunling grass were given to her when she first went to Hehuawu.

I have the seed, but now I don’t have a spiritual field, and secondly I haven’t been promoted to an alchemist yet.

It seems that the old man's injury will be delayed for a while.

Before that, she had to think of a way to earn spiritual stones. When she was ripening the acre of foundation-building elixir in Shuanglu Forest, everyone had used up their spiritual stones. Now she doesn't even have a single spiritual stone.

.

And she couldn't open the old man's storage bag.

When Fu Shiyi was worrying about the spirit stone.

Suddenly there was a noise from the tribe.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way."

"Don't block the road!"

"Ningshan, hurry up, go to the warehouse to get the herbs to stop bleeding, hurry up!"

I saw four strong men carrying a stretcher, with a paper-colored woman lying on the stretcher, hurriedly walking towards the Qiu Tower in the tribe.

A dozen warriors carrying various prey.

Surrounded by an old man, he followed closely.

The onlookers followed them to Qiu Tower and were stopped:

"Oh, that's incredible, even Mrs. Qiu was injured."

"No, Mrs. Qiu usually has ten soldiers surrounding her, but there's nothing she can do."

"Their hunting team may have encountered some monster this time. With the blessing of our ancestors, fortunately my man returned safely."

The people gathered around the entrance of Qiu Tower were talking lively.

Suddenly there was a shrill howl from behind.

Everyone turned around and saw that what was placed on the five stone beasts brought out by the hunting team were not monsters, but the corpses of warriors from their tribe!

Some people recognized their relatives among them.

I fainted on the spot.

Suddenly, the entire Meng tribe began to cry and howl throughout the sky.

Xinzi in the crowd staggered outside the tribe with trembling hands and feet. Mrs. Qiu was injured, and she had to tell the young master immediately that he was still hunting in Moshan Mine.

Xinzi is halfway there.

Then I saw Master Qiu walking back carrying a wild mountain beast.

"Master, something... something happened! Something big happened!!" Xinzi hurried on at full speed, panting, with a little bit of fear: "Madam... Madam, she has suffered.

Seriously injured, he was just...just carried back!"

Xinzi just finished speaking.

However, as soon as a figure flashed in front of him, Master Qiu disappeared, leaving only the body of the wild mountain beast. After Xinzi picked it up, he followed it to the tribe.

But she is only a first-level warrior.

How can the speed be compared with the second-level Master Qiu?

She felt heartbroken as she looked at the figure that was drifting away from her eyes.

The young master is a posthumous son. The husband who married into his wife died in a hunting before he was born. Although the wife is the daughter of the old chief and enjoys honor in the tribe, this cannot make up for the shortcomings in the young master's heart. Now the wife is suffering from

Seriously injured.

Just in case.

That young master must die of grief.

Xinzi suddenly became anxious when she thought of this.

When she rushed back to the tribe, she saw Master Qi, who had returned with the hunting team, arranging manpower to place the bodies of the dead soldiers at the scene. The family members of the deceased gradually regained their composure after being supported and persuaded.

Everything becomes more organized.

A trace of displeasure flashed in Xinzi's eyes:

"My biological aunt's life or death is uncertain, but he is here to arrange all these things. It is in vain that Mrs. Fei has taken care of him like her own son for more than ten years. She is really a cold-hearted and cold-blooded wolf."

Xinzi snorted coldly.

He jumped over the crowd and headed towards Qiu Tower.

Master Qi, who was sitting on the round pier, asked people to prepare for the cremation of the fallen soldiers tonight, and then looked at Uncle Qi beside him:

"Uncle Qi, go to the front and see why the witch doctor from the You tribe hasn't arrived yet."

"Yes, Master."

Uncle Qi responded, and after taking a few steps, he saw Ya Zi sent by Beimen running back out of breath and panting. Uncle Qi looked behind him, but did not see the witch doctor, and his expression changed:

"The young master asked you to find the witch doctor. Where is the witch doctor? Why are you the only one who came back?"

"I... When I arrived at the You tribe, I was told that the witch doctor of their tribe had set off for the market a day ago. The witch doctor went there riding a flying spirit beast. I

If I can't catch up with my footsteps, I will come back first to report."

How can this change?

Uncle Qi's face flashed with urgency.

Mrs. Qiu's injuries could not be cured by ordinary herbs. Without the help of a witch doctor, she would have been in danger!

Their conversation.

Master Qi also heard it, and his originally bloodless face turned pale. When he looked up, he happened to see Fu Shiyi coming out of the old man's room, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Uncle Qi, come here, I have something to tell you."

Master Qi whispered a few words into Uncle Qi’s ears.

Uncle Qi then ran towards Qiu Tower.
Chapter completed!