Chapter 213: Inheritance

"It's okay to retreat, let's make it clear first. How long will it take for you to retreat?" Di Fuyao thinks that being a flower farmer is not a problem for the time being. Seriously, how long does this flower farmer have to be!
The Eastern Festival raised the eyebrows happily and said, "Several days, more months!"
Emperor Fu shook his face and was unhappy, "Hey, Oriental Festival, didn't you say that before, and you can let me go after you finish the test?"
"If you want to go now, go now, no one will stop you." Hung Hom said coldly.
Emperor Fu shook her eyes and wanted to leave, but she was bitterly forced to repair her as a blockade, and she hasn't unlocked it yet. When the western Chu country was unfamiliar, she was in danger!
Before she changed it, she didn't suggest the word in her life dictionary at all.
But in this fantasy world, there are so many magic elements everywhere, and if you are not careful, you can easily bury your life.
"Be assured, if I haven't yet gone out, Hung Hom will open the passage for you and let you leave." Dongfang Jiejun raised a bright smile.
Emperor Fu shook slightly.
It's really rare. She has been in this underground greenhouse for so long. For the first time, she saw the Oriental Festival smiling so brightly, like a flower. At first glance, she encountered something good.
"Before I retreat, I have two things to tell you." The Oriental Festival pointed to the strange flowers and plants in the room and said solemnly: "These flowers and plants are poisonous, and each plant is taken care of differently. I will give you the instruction manual. You take care of the flowers and plants as described in the manual. Do n’t let the flowers and plants wither. You will wither a plant, but I wo n’t let you leave.

"Further, your repairs will be slow to unlock. Do n’t rush for quick success, or you will backfire.

"How slow?" Di Fuyao asked.
The Oriental Ceremony pondered for a while, and said truthfully, "I don't know, this is the first time you have encountered this constitution. The blocked spiritual power will slowly come back, but the process should be a little painful."
"Okay, I know."
After Di Fuya received the instruction manual, they saw the master and servant walking to the center of the room and standing.
The oriental sacrifice held hands and chanted in his mouth, and the bright light bloomed from his palm, echoing the circular and weird totem on the ground, a flash of dazzling light, and the two disappeared in front of Emperor Fu.
"Well, this is the teleportation method, isn't it?" Emperor Fu looked surprised.
No wonder she could not find the organs in the room and the promenade. The original organs were on the body of the Eastern Festival.
To put it simply, although this room is located in the underground world.
But to go in and out, it can only be achieved by using the Eastern Festival's teleportation array.
Without the password to transmit the matrix, outsiders can never go out.
As far as she knows, such an array of teleportation can't be done by the general condensation division.
"The master of refining poison, and the master of Ning Zhen, what is the origin of this oriental sacrifice?"
Di Fuyao faintly felt that the Eastern Festival must be a mysterious figure.
Both the Dongfang Festival and the Hung Hom left the room, leaving Emperor Fu Yao alone.
She didn't panic. For several days, she got along with the master and servant. Although they could not see their identity, they were not bad men.
The Oriental Festival said she would let her out, and she would.
Di Fuya sat on the jade bed and picked up the instruction manual in a boring manner and glanced at it. It didn't matter, but it attracted her interest.
The instruction manual contains descriptions of various exotic flowers, how to cultivate them, how to formulate them, and how to extract them into poison.
Each step is clearly documented.
"Did the Oriental Festival get the wrong manual? This book is basically teaching a little white how to become a master of poison refining!"
Di Fuyao became more and more obsessed with the more she looked at it, she had never forgotten it. This look quickly impressed the records in the manual.
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Tianji Pavilion.
Hung Hom followed behind the Oriental Festival and went to the retreat room, walking silently, and finally she couldn't help asking, "Sir, why do you want to pass on her a hundred poisonous secrets?"
The heroine has worked hard for many years to find the secrets of hundreds of poisons. In the Bitian continent, how many people compete for blood, and there are no secrets.
She was easily passed on to the woman by the protagonist, and she couldn't figure it out.
The Eastern Festival stepped slightly, and a smile arose from the corners of his mouth, "Red, you know that this little girl has a mysterious identity?"
"It is a bit mysterious, wearing a face, but his subordinates have never heard of this person's name on the mainland." Hongyi said with a bowed head, respectfully.
"And regardless of her identity, she is the only one who has never seen a hundred poisonous body in a century, and she has this qualification, inheriting my hundred poisonous secrets."
The Oriental Festival turned back and took out the jade bottle filled with Emperor Fuyao's blood. "I have been studying poison for so many years. I never expected that she was the one who really made me wait."
"Master, wouldn't you mean that?" Hongyan's eyes flashed a dim light.
"Yes, I want to accept her as an apprentice!" The Eastern offering laughed brightly and ordered: "Hung Hom, during my retreat, I will give you time to bring the identity information of this girl to me without any leakage. "
Hung Hom bowed his head, "Yes, lord!"
Emperor Fuyao in the greenhouse below was sneezing suddenly while holding snow water to water flowers.
"Why is there a bad hunch?" Di Fu shook his nose.
"Boss, I found that your cultivation has recovered!" Di Gouyou exclaimed excitedly!
Di Fu shakes suddenly excited, raises his hand quickly, tries to hit a fireball to try.
Who knows, the fire element just tuned out, let alone a fireball, not even the shape of a bean, like a flame drawn by a cluster of matches, gently swaying on her fingertips.
"Is this called recovery?" Di Fu shook his mouth slightly.
It's been a few days, and even 10% of Xiu Wei hasn't returned.
Emperor Gou smiled and comforted her, "Boss, don't be discouraged, look at the trend, about half a year or so, your cultivation will be all restored!"
"Six months ... Hey! The wind is not dead, I'm with you forever!" Emperor Fu could not help but burst into tears.
For half a year, how much time would it take to waste her? I wonder if time is money!
"I don't care anymore, I'm going to meditate and practice now, and I have to restore the power of the elements quickly!"
Di Fuyao sat back on the jade bed, took a deep breath, then held his breath and began to practice his luck.
The toxicity in the body is indeed not detectable, but there is still a trace of toxicity in Dantian.
Perhaps it was this toxicity that temporarily sealed her practice.
With luck training, Di Fuyao found that the residual toxicity seemed to be absorbed by his body.
After discovering this, if she got the treasure, she quickly rushed to absorb it and speed up the unblocking.
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Nan Xuan.
Bai Ze looked for a few days in Nanxuanjing City, and even the Emperor's Mansion and the Qin Family turned it over, but he still could not find the whereabouts of Di Fuyao.
He had to go to Nangong Changqing, just in time, to catch the Captain Falcon back and forth.