Chapter 7 Her grave?

The sound of horse hooves gradually slowed down, and the motorcade entered the Moon Worshiping City and stopped at the entrance of the grain store.

"Are we really going to separate here?"

As early as two days ago when she first set out on the road, Fu Qingyu said that she would act alone after arriving at Moon Worship City.But when it was time to separate, Lan'er couldn't help but ask again.

"Yeah. What I'm going to do next... may not be safe." To find his son, he also needs to find out the murderer who wiped out the Fu clan.Fu Qingyu still didn't have a clear idea and asked herself that she didn't have the energy to take care of one more person.

But Lan'er's action trajectory has deviated from the plot of the novel. This is the butterfly effect of her rebirth.Fu Qingyu vaguely remembered that although Luo Laner in "The Peerless Sword Master" worshiped the Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, he used a spear and was not a swordsman.After she became famous in Dongzhou with her skill of piercing the soul with a flaming spear, two other sages who were famous for their marksmanship lamented that if she hadn't joined the wrong sect, her strength would be more than that.

After recalling the sects of the two venerables, Fu Qingyu said: "Eight hundred miles to the west of Lingyue Palace, there is a sect named Qingtian, which is famous for its marksmanship and has a pure and upright sect. Three hundred miles to the south, Chiyun At the Chiyun Gate at the foot of the mountain, although there are few disciples, there are two Hedao venerables sitting in charge. The disciples are united and the teachers are loving, and they accept disciples regardless of their family background."

Lan'er reacted and was a little surprised, "Can I join the sect?"

"You can." Fu Qingyu said firmly.

"Have more confidence in yourself. You have excellent qualifications. Apart from these two, you can also know a thing or two about the others. Yunxiao Sword Pavilion, Qingyun Sect, and Xuantian Sect are all the top sects in Dongzhou."

"I understand." Lan'er nodded seriously, remembering the two sects recommended by Fu Qingyu.The next stop for this convoy transporting food is to the west. "Then I will go west with the convoy and will not stop here. Qingyu, please say goodbye."

She gave Lan'er the last two spiritual herbs in her arms. After they separated, Fu Qingyu found a secluded corner, took off her bamboo hat and outer robe, and dusted herself off.

Walking into the street again, like many young monks, I walked and stopped in front of the shops and stalls.After a long while, he spent ten spirit stones and bought three medicinal materials for refining the spirit-acquiring pill and a low-quality small pill furnace.

When she walked out of the last shop at the end of the street, she had already changed her clothes.The original skirt was changed into a blue Taoist robe, and the double bun on the top of her head was changed into a bun, giving her the appearance of a little Dantong.

"A lower room." She took out the last spiritual stone on her body, and Fu Qingyu took the room card.

His pockets were empty, but his expression remained calm.

She gets back more than she spends.

The lower room of this inn is located next to the stable in the backyard. Most of the people living there are mortals with no cultivation. Fu Qingyu closed the door and made a magic spell on it to hide the smell and sound, so as to hide it from the mortals and Xuan Zhao, A monk in the Consecration Realm is enough.

She used the coarse cloth as a baggage. After untying it, she revealed the small alchemy furnace wrapped inside, which contained the same medicinal materials.

Fu Qingyu did not rush to concoct the medicinal materials, but first sat in front of the alchemy furnace and looked at it carefully.

The first thing an alchemist should do before starting to make alchemy is to control her alchemy furnace.

The size of this alchemy furnace casserole is slightly smaller than the alchemy furnace she once built for Yuer to play with. The legs are still somewhat incomplete, making it unstable on the table.

However, these shortcomings become insignificant in the face of the low price.

After all, it is an alchemy furnace, and it is much better than a stone pot!
The Yunling Pill, which is suitable for consumption during the stage of refining and transforming into qi, is the first pill that every alchemist learns to refine. Fu Qingyu has refined it countless times and is already familiar with every step.

After sorting out the properties of the medicine with spiritual power, light the fire and add the medicinal materials into the furnace one by one.

Half an hour later, a burst of Danxiang emerged.

Nine round pills suddenly appeared in the furnace.

Nine is the limit of the alchemy furnace, not the limit of paying off Yu.

If she used the pill cauldron she had in hand, a portion of the spirit-acquiring pill ingredients would yield at least fifteen pills, without wasting any of the essence.

Following the same pattern, Fu Qingyu made two more furnaces, and each furnace still produced nine pills.The spiritual energy in her body was almost exhausted. She sat cross-legged on the spot, exhaling and regulating her breath while thinking about what medicinal materials she would buy to refine after selling the Soul-accumulating Pill.

It would be great if there were ambergris and cold bone flower. As long as these two elixirs are added to the ingredients of Yunling Dan, two completely different types of elixirs can be refined, namely the moistening pill and the pulse condensing pill.

The price is dozens of times higher than Yunling Pill.

At this moment, a light yellow spiritual grass and a small blue flower suddenly appeared on the empty ground in front of him.

Fu Qingyu's eyes widened and she looked at two things in disbelief.

Where did you come from?

There was no smell of strangers around, and it was impossible for anyone to hear her voice, except...

Fu Qingyu lowered her head and looked at the simple ring on her finger.

In addition to her natal spiritual treasure, the Qingrong Ring.

Fu Qingyu tried to think of two more medicinal materials that needed to be used in Yunling Dan. Sure enough, there were two more medicinal materials next to the spiritual grass and small flowers.

The Qingrong Ring was handed over to her by her grandfather as a family heirloom. In fact, it didn't do much. Apart from hiding the aura, there was only one acre of medicine field inside, and the planting speed was several percent faster than the average high-grade spiritual field.

She clearly remembered that she had harvested a crop of the elixir inside before she died, and she would not plant such a low-level elixir in the Qingrong Ring.

what is the problem?

Fu Qingyu was shocked and put her consciousness into the Qingrong Ring. Just like in her memory, the medicinal fields inside were bare and nothing had been planted.

There was nothing but dirt in the entire ring.

wait, no...

Fu Qingyu's eyes suddenly fell on a small corner next to the medicine field.

For some reason, there was an extra mound of dirt on the ground that was supposed to be flat. There was also a stone slab lying upside down next to the mound, half of it sunk into the soil.

There seemed to be a lot of things buried in the mound. Fu Qingyu didn't rush to dig things out at first. Instead, she used her spiritual consciousness to sweep away the dirt on the stone slab, and then turned it over with the back facing up, revealing the contents on the front. .

He was born in the 18th year of Changcun and died in the 83rd year of Changcun.

The tomb of my wife Qinglan.

Signed, Qianyang.

There are also lines of small characters below, engraved with the life story and achievements of the tomb owner.

Every word and every sentence corresponds to her.

Fu Qingyu's eyes were full of disbelief, this was actually her tombstone!

The dirt bag over there, isn’t it just...

Her grave bag?

(End of this chapter)

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