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Chapter 8 The Unfilial Grandson

Before the sun sets to sea level, Ling Youdao returns to Cangli Island.

He went to the Lingyao Garden and told Ling Yuansheng the news that he had returned safely.

Looking at the grandson in front of him, Ling Yuansheng said with a cold face: "Why? I'll be back so soon."

He is still confident about Ling Youdao's safety.

He was given several second-level talismans in total these years. As long as the foundation-building monks do not take action, they will be more than enough to save their lives with those second-level talismans.

Besides, how could a dignified foundation-building monk care about such a small fourth-level cultivator as a Qi training monk for no reason?

Therefore, it is quite safe to go out to Hongxia Island to "train" it.

Ling Youdao smiled and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"My grandson misses you, so he came back early."

Ling Yuansheng smiled, "Stop talking nonsense."

Immediately, he pretended to be impatient and waved his hand, "Since you're back, then get back soon."

Upon hearing this, Ling Youdao said respectfully: "Go back now, grandson obeys the order."

As he said that, he circled the medicine house, which made Ling Yuansheng feel funny.

"This brat..."

He shook his head helplessly.

After Ling Youdao left the Lingyao Garden, he went to Shangong Hall in the middle of Qingcang Mountain.

Shangongtang is the place where Cangli Ling family issues tasks. If you complete the tasks released by Shangongtang, you will get corresponding good achievements.

Good deeds in Cangliling clan are like spirit stones in the immortal world. However, within Cangliling clan, the function of spirit stones is far from comparable to good deeds, because many important cultivation resources can only be exchanged for good deeds.

The reason why Ling Youdao wanted to go to Shangongtang was to dispose of the "stolen goods" in the storage bag.

Soon, he arrived at Shangong Hall.

Shangong Hall consists of three tall lofts next to each other. The loft on the left is where tasks are issued, tasks are checked, and corresponding good works are issued.

The attic in the middle is the place to purchase, and the attic on the right is the place to sell. You can use spirit stones or consume family good deeds.

Under a big tree outside Shangong Hall, an old man with white hair was lying on it.

Ling Youdao walked up and bowed and said, "Youdao has met the Eighth Uncle."

Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Ling Youdao, and smiled and said, "So it's Youdao, you are almost adult, aren't you?"

The old man's name is Ling Jieran, the only three remaining Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the Ling generation in Cangli.

"Well, there are two years left."

"The fourth level of Qi training, your cultivation is lower, so don't be lazy."

Ling Youdao said a little embarrassedly: "Youdao keeps the teachings of the Eighth Uncle."

Ling Yuansheng learned his alchemy skills from Ling Jiehao, a monk of the second family of Ling's family, who was Ling Jiehao, who was Ling Jieran's elder brother, so the seventh family is closer to the second family, so Ling Jieran would ask him so much.

"Okay, there must be something wrong when you come to Shangongtang. Go, don't disturb the old man, I'll have a rest."

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

"yes."

Ling Youdao responded respectfully before walking towards the attic in the middle.

There is a long counter in the deepest part of the attic, and behind it is a middle-aged man.

This person is a child of the Cangli Ling family's Ding generation, named Ling Bao. When he saw Ling Youdao walking in, his face was filled with laughter.

"Youdao, what treasure has the Seventh Elder asked you to consign again?"

"Uncle, I'm here from all over the world. You can't even bear a cup of tea?"

Ling Bao slapped his head and said awkwardly: "Look at me, you say, sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea."

After saying that, he ran to make tea. Ling Youdao smiled and found a seat to sit down.

Soon, Ling Bao put a cup of spiritual tea on the table.

He laughed, "You said, you drink tea first, let's talk slowly."

Ling Youdao picked up the teacup and took a sip of spiritual tea, then said carefully: "I have brought a lot of good things this time."

Ling Bao was immediately delighted, "That's great."

Ling Bao, who had recovered a little calmly, suddenly thought of a question, "By the way, Youdao, I haven't heard of the Seventh Elder going out recently."

"The old man is the seven elder of the family, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. He has appeared on the island and doesn't even know my biological grandson. How could you know it!"

Ling Bao thought about it carefully and said it was indeed true. If the elders left the island with a fantasy, the other families would know it immediately.

"That's right!"

He immediately asked, "The Seventh Elder left the island and robbed again..."

Ling Youdao covered his mouth and whispered: "Shh, whisper, you can let go of this matter. The old man is the seventh elder of the family, so he doesn't want to be faced?

If the incident of his "practice of the Heaven" spread, how should people in the family discuss him?

Only the old man and you and me know about this matter. After he pursued it, I don’t care. He will be locked up for me for a few months at most.

But you are different. Just give you a stumbling block, and you will never get up in your life!"

Ling Bao was frightened by these words and nodded constantly. Ling Youdao let him go.

"I have a good reputation, and I will never thank you!"

Ling Bao looked at Ling Youdao and bowed and said solemnly.

Ling Youdao said unnaturally: "What are you talking about when you are uncle?"

"I'm telling the truth. If I missed the Seventh Elder's affairs, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

Hearing this, Ling Youdao felt that it was necessary to maintain Ling Yuansheng's image.

"Uncle, you are serious. The old man is not the kind of person you imagined. At most, he will just transfer you out."

Ling Bao waved his hand and said, "Youdao, you are still young and don't know the sinisterness of the cultivation world. I also think we have a good relationship, so I dare to say this in front of you."

Ling Youdao immediately interrupted Ling Bao, "Okay, let's not say this anymore."

He felt that if Ling Bao continued to say this, his grandfather would really become a heinous villain.

Ling Bao waved his hand and said, "I won't say it anymore."

"This is not a big deal. As long as you don't talk about it, you'll be fine. Don't record these things in the account book."

"Um!"

"Look at how many spirit stones these things are worth."

As he said that, he took out all the things in the Scar Dahan storage bag.

Ling Bao picked up the four magic weapons on the table one by one and looked carefully, "This knife is a water-attributed top-grade magic weapon, which can be sold for 800 low-grade spirit stones, and the whisk is a wood-attributed top-grade magic weapon, which is slightly damaged. There are not many monks using this magic weapon, which can be sold for 750 low-grade spirit stones.

As for the remaining two medium-grade defensive magic weapons, they are of good quality, and each one can be sold for 500 low-grade spirit stones."

"This storage bag is also included."

"The medium-grade magic weapon storage bag is worth 150 low-grade spirit stones, totaling 2,700 low-grade spirit stones."

Ling Youdao nodded and said, "According to the old rules, I will get 90% and you will get 10%. If you can sell higher, the extra part will be yours."

Ling Bao collected five magic weapons and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll call you here when it's sold."

Ling Youdao nodded, then stood up to say goodbye.

"What? The matter is done?"

Ling Jieran asked with his eyes closed.

"Well, it's done, Youdao will leave first."
Chapter completed!
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