Chapter 673 (1/2)
”Saint, I suddenly remembered something.”
Feng Xiaofu said solemnly, and then took out six jade bottles from the storage ring.
”These bottles contain some spiritual liquid.
You certainly don't know that in addition to being used for cultivation, Lingye is also a kind of holy medicine for curing diseases and saving people.
Heaven and earth aura can nourish all things by itself.
Spirit liquid is the product of liquefying the spirit of heaven and earth to the extreme. The nourishing effect is naturally better.
Let me tell you this. In terms of treating the sick and saving people, especially the seriously wounded, the efficacy of Lingye is no less than that of Centennial mountain ginseng.
Besides, at the very least, Lingye can help the patient hang one breath.
At the same time, Lingye can continue to provide vitality to patients.
The point is that Lingye can constantly repair damaged tissues and organs.
After that, if the important figures of the tribe are unfortunately attacked by wild animals or enemies, and are seriously injured, you can let them drink some spirit liquid.
If they don't get better, you'll call me right away.
Remember!
I would also like to tell you that if the spirit liquid is stored in this jade clean bottle, the smell will not be lost at all, so it will not be noticed by the cultivator.
So, saint, you won't be in any danger if you take these spiritual fluids. ”
In fact, Feng Xiaofu knows very well that in terms of the degree of antiquity, the cave in his hometown must be hanged and beaten.
The reason is very simple. There are so many holy fluids left in the old pit of Naze, but there is no holy fluid left in my hometown.
At the same time, it also fully shows that the reason why the super hermit family left there one or two thousand years ago was that they consumed all the heaven and earth aura, liquid and stone.
Without these cultivation resources, if the hermit family wants to continue to thrive and even hit the peak, it must be strategically transferred.
Otherwise, when those old practitioners die and no new practitioners come in, the hermit family will naturally disappear and become an ordinary family or several ordinary families.
Feng Xiaofu's voice did not fall, and the saints were ecstatic.
They didn't think that Lingye had the effect of curing diseases and saving people, and Feng Xiaofu was such a responsible and excellent man.
No, not excellent, but perfect!
After all, it was his own side who asked him to take all the liquid.
However, he took the initiative to leave some!
Now it seems that becoming his woman is definitely the most correct choice in his life!
Come on, I hope I can give birth to his first child in more than 9 months.
Then, of course, make persistent efforts to give him more children!
Population is the biggest resource.
Moreover, the quality of the children born to him is absolutely high.
Increase the population and improve the quality of the population.
With the protection of baiyun temple, especially Feng Xiaofu, the Naze tribe will certainly become more and more prosperous.
In this way, the ancestors of the Naze tribe can naturally smile!
When they think about this and look at Feng Xiaofu again, there are naturally more and more gentleness and worship in their beautiful eyes.
Subconsciously, they all said Jiao Didi.
”Husband, thank you for taking care of our Naze tribe.”
”Husband, it's good to have you!”
”Ah, husband, you should know that there are no surnames in Luodian, so you have to make them all surnamed Feng after we have children!”
”Yes!”
”Husband, you know a lot. You have to pay attention to the children's names. Make a good choice!”
Obviously, these words are from their heart.
Feng Xiaofu is naturally very excited and useful.
What made Feng Xiaofu more excited was that the saint didn't wait for her to speak, and then came a sentence.
”Husband, the customs of your dragon kingdom are different from those here.
Well, isn't there a saying that you can marry a chicken with a chicken and marry a dog with a dog?
Since we are all your wives, after that, you has the final say of the master of the old Lao pit.