Fu Shiyi waved his sleeves, and the dozen wooden boxes near him were unveiled in an instant. There were the same type of spiritual herb ginger bacteria inside. There were 62 plants, and the age difference was not large. Most of them were five or six hundred years old. Only one of them had a dark green mixed body.

"This ginger bacteria must be at least 4,000 years old, right?"

Fu Siyuan's eyes glowed straight.

Fu Zhihong frowned. At the beginning, they were just picking on the edge of the Changming Woods. After that, he, Fu Shiyi and Fu Siyuan were responsible for seducing the black pomrose birds, but did not go deep into the Changming Woods. This long-singing bacteria had reached the fourth level and was of great value, which was related to the distribution issue:

"Liu Yatou, did you pick this ginger bacteria?"

Only Liujie and Magu entered the forest of longevity.

Sister Liu shook her head: "No."

When Fu Zhihong saw this, his face was filled with joy. It was not the sixth sister, but Magu picked it there. Magu was dead. This long-song bacteria will be returned to the public:

"Eleventh, put it away and we will take it to the underground trade later."

There must be a lot of good things to appear in this trade fair.

They also need to have capital.

Fu Shiyi felt a little regretful. She wanted to leave it to Xiao Huang. Changming Bacteria is a rare spiritual herb for flying spirit beasts to increase flight speed: "Father, I will keep the remaining sixty-one plants myself."

Only Fu Shiyi was present with a flying spirit pet, so naturally no one disagreed.

In addition to the long-lived bacteria, the biggest harvest in the long-lived forest was to obtain the fruits of three mist trees.

"We won't sell the fog prunes. When we return to Qinhuai, Liu Yatou, you will refine them into Wuyuan Pills. As for the distribution of elixirs, how many pills can be made when you see them."

Fu Zhihong handed the wooden box containing the mist fruit to Liujie.

Fu Siyuan stared at the wooden box and looked at Fu Zhihong expectantly.

The Wuyuan Pill refined from the Wulu Fruit can be taken by cultivators with spiritual roots of any attribute, and a Wuyuan Pill can increase their cultivation for eight years. For them, it was a great temptation, and Fu Siyuan was naturally nervous about how the pill was distributed.

Seeing this, Fu Zhihong smiled and said:

"Don't worry, when this pill comes out, we will give priority to allocating the extra pills, and then place the extra pills in the public warehouse. As for the eggs of this black pombe..."

"Class leader!" Before Fu Zhihong finished speaking, the sixth sister suddenly looked up: "Can the eggs of this black pompoon bird be allocated to me?"

The black pompeople bird is known for its speed of flight, and it is scarce to lay an egg for hundreds of years. The pair they encountered in the Long Live Woods should have a trace of the bloodline of the ancient black pompeople. Although it is thin, it has awakened the bloodline talent of the "Three Colors Divine Light" and its attack power is good.

Once this bird egg is successfully hatched.

Not only can it produce an extra mount that flies very fast, it is also a good helper for fighting.

Fu Siyuan and Fu Zhihong were both a little moved. Fu Shiyi had Xiao Huang and had no idea of ​​wanting it. She glanced at Fu Zhihong and Fu Siyuan. Seeing that they were a little hesitant, they did not immediately agree to the Sixth Sister's request. She opened her mouth and said nothing in the end.

The sixth sister recognized her ancestors and returned to her hometown.

Apart from letting her biological mother bury her ancestral land, she did not make any other requests.

The scene was quiet for a long time.

Sister Liu bit her lower lip and buried her head.
Chapter completed!