Chapter 56: Golden Luo Fruit (Seeking Recommendations and Collections)

  Fang Ling followed the sound and saw three men walking towards him from a distance. The one who spoke was a man in his twenties, with a somewhat decent appearance, but gave off an air of being sly and cunning.

  However, among the three people, the one who walked in the front and was most eye-catching was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man in white clothes. The man wore a golden crown on his head, and his high and proud head gave off an air of arrogance that seemed to pierce the sky.

  As for another person, over 40 years old, wearing a green robe and small hat, there was nothing eye-catching about him at all.

  But this person's aura was the strongest among the three.

  Qigong seven layers peak.

  Because it wasn't a greeting to himself, Fang Ling naturally looked at Zhu Wen Tong and his daughter. He saw that Zhu Wen Tong's face showed a hint of difficulty, while Zhu Qing Ying directly showed a hint of disgust.

  "So it's Teng Xian's nephew. Are you here to exchange goods too?" Zhu Wentong hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying.

  "Haha, I didn't see Uncle Zhu." The young man with a sly tone chuckled and leaned in to whisper two sentences to the white-clothed man, who had already been gazing at Zhu Qingying with an even more ardent look in his eyes.

  "Uncle Zhu, Qingying, let me introduce you to this gentleman. His name is Zuo Daming, also known as Young Master Zuo. I'm sure you've both heard of him."

  "That sixteen-year-old prodigy from the Zuo family who broke through to the seventh layer of Qi Refining!" Zhu Wen's words were filled with astonishment at this moment.

  The man in white robes smiled faintly and said, "Indeed, it is I."

  However, he cast more of his gaze towards Zhu Qingying.

  Qingying's gaze also fell on this white-clothed man, but a hint of disgust immediately appeared in her eyes.

  Fang Ling's gaze also measured Zuo Dao Ming's face, this Zuo Dao Ming who could break through the seventh layer of Qi training at the age of sixteen was absolutely a rare talent.

  At this moment, Zuo Daming's gaze also turned to Fang Ling. Compared with Fang Ling's indifferent glance, there was a hint of hostility in Zuo Daming's eyes.

  It seems like I haven't offended this kid!

  Just as Fang Ling's mind was racing, he heard the man with the surname Teng say: "Uncle Zhu, since we've met, it's fate. Why don't we take a stroll around this market together?"

  "Teng Xian and Zuo Gongzi, you two go ahead with your business. I still have some other things to attend to, so I won't be able to join the three of you!" Zhu Wen Tong's face changed as he tactfully declined.

  The man with the surname Nà's face changed, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zuǒ Dàn míng: "Since Uncle Zhù has something to attend to, then Uncle Zhù should go ahead and take care of it first. Haha, who knows, maybe we'll run into each other again."

  "Kid, mind your own business, a toad can't eat swan meat, don't even think about it!" Just as Fang Lin turned his head and followed Zhu Wen Tong away, a sharp voice rang in his ear.

  This sound seemed to use a kind of magic, and when it reached Fang Lin's ears, it made Fang Lin's heart feel a trembling sensation.

  The speaker didn't need to turn around to know it was Zuo Dao Ming.

  It seems that running into women is always troublesome.

  Fang Ling wasn't afraid of trouble, but he also didn't want to make a big fuss over this kind of thing. He simply pretended that nothing had happened and continued to follow Zhu Wen Tong and his daughter.

  "Ying Er, from now on, you must be careful when encountering this Li Daming, I've heard that this kid is not a good person." Zhu Wen Tong's face darkened as he warned his daughter.

  Qingying nodded and said, "Dad, I understand this."

  "Dad, look quickly, isn't this Yu Jiao Wan? You've been feeling unwell for the past two days, it's just right to buy a pill to take together." When they arrived at a small stall, Zhu Qingying looked at a small bottle and exclaimed with joy.

  Zhu Wen Tong looked at the words "Yu Huang Wan" on the small bottle, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He was ambushed by Lu San in Lao Shan, although it seemed like nothing had happened now, but in fact, he had already been injured.

  This jade dragon boat is just right for him.

  But this smile instantly disappeared from his face, and he chuckled: "Dad's vitality will recover soon, forget it."

  Fang Ling understood in his heart that Zhu Wen Tong had made up his mind, he hugged his arms and did not make a sound, but casually looked around the small stall.

  "Uh-huh"

  Just as Fang Ling's gaze was about to move away, a green herb jumped into his eyes. This herb is very ordinary, with only three leaves of green grass among several other herbs, it doesn't have any outstanding place.

  But seeing this herb, Fang Ling's heart was filled with wild joy.

  Blue Heaven Grass!

  The Qingming grass I've been searching for many days is actually here.

  After a brief moment of hesitation, Fang Lin picked up the bottle of Jade Dragon Pills and asked, "How much do you want for this Jade Dragon Pill?"

  "If you have a thousand yuan, just take it." The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a dry and yellow complexion. He didn't even bother to raise an eyebrow when Fang Ling asked him the question.

  "A thousand yuan for a fairy stone? That's too expensive!" Zhu Qingying said with some dissatisfaction, pouting her small mouth.

  The stall owner smiled and said faintly: "If there is a spiritual medicine that is over 100 years old, you can also take it away."

  A spirit medicine that's over a hundred years old, this answer made Zhu Wen Tong smile bitterly. He had been a medicinal herb collector for some time now, and such a hundred-year-old spirit medicine was truly rarely seen; this person really dared to ask for a high price.

  "What's the price of this spiritual medicine?" Fang Ling picked up the Qing Ming grass and asked softly.

  "If you want Yuhuanwan, I'll give you this herb." The man said somewhat impatiently to Fang Lin.

  From the attitude of Zhu Qingying just now, this stall owner felt that the three people in front of him were unlikely to be his big clients, and naturally he would not be enthusiastic.

  "A thousand pieces of spirit stone, I..." Zhu Qingying's words were cut off as Fang Lin took out a small three-leafed clover from his storage bag and handed it to the stall owner, saying: "This three-leafed clover has been tempered for a hundred years, what do you think?"

  The stall owner picked up the three-leaf clover and examined it carefully, a fiery passion suddenly bursting out of his eyes. He pushed the Jade Dragon Pill and the Qingming Grass towards him: "Take all these things away."

  Fang Ling waved his hand and said calmly, "Sir, aren't you being a bit too hasty? This three-leaf treasure of mine is worth more than your Jade Dragon Pill!"

  The boss held the clover tightly in his hand and said with a flattering tone: "Little brother, take a look at what I have here. If you can use it, just take it."

  Fang Ling didn't hesitate and directly took a jade slip with the Five Golden Blade Array from the stall owner's hand.

  Leaving the small stall, Qingying looked at Fang Lin with a hesitant expression. She occasionally said a few words to him, but they seemed somewhat disconnected and didn't quite make sense.

  Fang Ling hadn't obtained the Golden Luo Fruit, but unexpectedly found the Qing Ming Grass, and his heart felt naturally refreshed. After teasing Zhu Qingying with several wrong words, he threw that bottle of Jade Huan Dan over to her.

  "Brother, how can this be!" Zhu Wentong hastily stopped him.

  "Fang Ling waved his hand and smiled: 'Brother Zhu, it's rare for a virtuous nephew to have such filial piety. This can be considered as a meeting gift from me, this uncle, to my virtuous niece!'"

  His words made Qingying's face even redder.

  Fang Ling was just in a good mood, but Zhu Wen Tong's heart had some misgivings. Although Fang Ling looked fine, he had high hopes for his own daughter and didn't think she would be...

  Just as Wén Tōng was a bit hesitant, a middle-aged street vendor suddenly shouted: "Brother Wén Tōng, when did you arrive?"

  Wen Tong saw that person and a joyful expression also appeared on his face. He laughed loudly: "Mao Ming brother, looking at your spring breeze getting the upper hand appearance, business is not bad!"

  As they spoke, he turned to Fang Ling and said: "Brother Fang, this is my good friend Xu Maoming, a member of the Xu family, one of the three major cultivation families in Lu State."

  Fang Ling had already learned about the situation of the person holding the Golden Luo fruit when he arrived, and now he couldn't help but feel great joy. However, amidst this joy, he also felt a little apprehensive.

  That golden fruit, whatever you do, don't sell it.

  After the two men exchanged greetings under Zhu Wentai's host, Zhu Wentai smiled and said: "Brother Maoming, has that golden Luo fruit been sold?"

  "Not yet, brother wants Golden Loquat to be useful?" Xu Maoming said it very refreshingly. And this speech heard in Fang Ling's ears, was so likable.

  Today I not only harvested Qingming grass but also got Jinxiao fruit, it's really good.

  Fang Ling, who was delighted in his heart, threw a glance at Zhu Wen Tong. Zhu Wen Tong said, "Brother Mao Ming, Brother Fang needs the Golden Luo Fruit to refine the elixir. First, take out the Golden Luo Fruit and see if it's suitable for use."

  The golden loquat was only the size of a fist, shining with a golden luster as its name suggested. The golden loquat in Xumouming's hand had been tempered for ten years, just right for refining the Nine Turns To Enter The Dao Pill.

  Jin Luo Gu looked at it for a few moments, then Fang Lin smiled and said: "Xu brother, name your price?"

  "Haha, since you're a friend of Brother Zhu's, I won't say anything else. One hundred Spirit Stones, and this Golden Luo Fruit is yours."

  Jin Luo fruit has little effect on improving cultivation, but it can increase the success rate of alchemy. Xu Mao's offer of 100 Spirit Stones is already a very generous offer.

  Fang Ling smiled and was about to take out the fairy stone from his storage bag when the Golden Luo Fruit he was holding in his hand was suddenly snatched away.

  "Heh heh, 150 spirit stones, I'll take this Golden Luo Fruit!"

  The speaker said in an unmistakable tone.

  A surge of anger rose from Fang Ling's heart, and he coldly looked at that person, only to see that beside him, the golden-crowned Zuo Dao Ming was proudly looking at Xu Mao Ming.

  "This young master, I have already sold this golden Luo fruit to Mr. Fang..." Xu Maoming rubbed his hands together and said with certainty.

  That left the name did not speak, but only looked at the middle-aged man who followed behind him. The middle-aged man said faintly: "Looking at your attire, you should be a young master of the Xu family?"

  "Are you saying Xu's family won't do business with our Lao family?"

  The two words "Zuo Jia" caused Xu Maoming's face to change color, and for a moment he was hesitant.

  On the other side, a young man with the surname Teng burst out laughing and said: "Sir, our three families are connected by marriage, you won't even give face to Young Master Liang of the Left Family, will you?"

  Daoming Gongzi, these few words became the last straw that crushed Xu Maoming. His eyes, filled with a hint of apology, turned to Fang Ling and Zhu Wentong.

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