"Brother Fang, I have already asked more than a dozen friends. I believe that in a few days, we can find the next golden Luo fruit." Zhu Wentong walked beside Fang Ling and comforted Fang Ling in a low voice.

Fang Ling smiled, and he knew very well that this possibility was really not great.

There may be many golden roe fruits in this world, but the possibility of being picked up by someone by chance and being quickly delivered to him is very small.

This time will take at least half a year or a year, or longer, or even ten or eight years.

After ten or eight years, how could Fang Ling wait?

What's more, he had another idea in his mind, which was to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, go to the Zhenhuan Palace, and see Hua Shuying.

Seeing that Fang Ling didn't speak, Zhu Wentong felt that it was not easy to speak, but as an intermediary, he had to stop talking at this time.

"Brother, Xu Maoming just sent a few Qi-replenishing pills and asked me to apologize to you. He said that he had no choice in this matter. After all, the Zuo family is the leader of the three major immortal cultivation families in Lu, and he cannot offend him whether it is for the family or for himself!"

Fang Ling just smiled faintly for Xu Maoming's apology.

He understood Xu Maoming. After all, Xu Maoming was just a small person. Although he went back on his word, his starting point was forced.

Now I apologize, I have such a heart.

"Brother Zhu, this matter is like this for anyone, and I have no intention of blaming Brother Xu."

While speaking, Fang Ling took the bottle of Qi-replenishing Pill in his hand. Although he was not short of this little elixir for cultivation, he was even more reluctant to waste his words.

Zhu Wentong breathed a sigh of relief. Although Fang Ling had similar cultivation levels as him, he felt depressed by Fang Ling's side.

Regarding the Jin Luoguo incident, he understood that Zuo Daoming was simply ugly for Fang Ling. He also vaguely guessed the reason for this ugly thing.

And this reason was like a thorn penetrated into his heart.

"Brother, that Zuo Daoming is better to be far away from him. I heard that the Zuo family has recommended him to a Jindan Zhenren. As long as he passes the road to becoming immortal, he will be a disciple of Jindan Zhenren."

"By then, we will not be upset."

Fang Ling nodded, as if he agreed with Zhu Wentong's words.

"Brother Zhu, I've been shopping in the market this time. There are still some things to do at home that need to be cleaned up. Let's leave now!" Fang Ling continued to speak without waiting for Zhu Wentong, and said to Zhu Wentong in a deep voice.

Although Zhu Wentong wanted to bring more relationships with Fang Ling, he knew that Fang Ling was not in high spirits at this time. After saying a few words to meet, he sent Fang Ling outside the market.

In Zhu Wentong's eyes, Fang Ling, who turned into a piece of blue smoke, slowly disappeared from his vision.

But his heart felt a little unhappy, as if something was about to happen.

But in the end he shook his head and walked towards the market.

Although Fang Ling is extraordinary, what can you do when you encounter Zuo Daoming? It is not a disadvantage for young people to experience more setbacks.

Don’t worry about Fang Ling, but think about your girl more. That bastard named Teng must have told Zuo Daoming about his daughter’s possession of the Jade Spirit body. Otherwise, even if his daughter has outstanding appearance, Zuo Daoming would not have come up...

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to leave first!

Zhu Wentong turned away, but he didn't see the departing figure, who had stopped ten miles away.

Fang Ling stood on a rock, looking ahead with cold eyes.

His heart was even colder.

The road to cultivation is to seek a glimmer of hope for a glimmer of hope for a glimmer of life.

Those who block the road must kick away, and those who block the road without reason must not stay!

The breeze blew, and Fang Ling's figure slowly dissipated on the rocks.

...

"Tengjun, is that Zhu Qingying really the body of a jade spirit?" Zuo Daoming asked solemnly on the rugged mountain road.

Tengjun's cultivation was far inferior to Zuo Daoming's mind. He was already a little sweaty at this time. But that's it. He still smiled and said, "I, Tengjun, can guarantee that this is true. Although Zhu Wentong tried his best to hide this matter, he could not hide it from me, Tengjun's eyes."

Zuo Daoming nodded, and a hint of yearning appeared on his face.

The body of the Jade Spirit is praised by monks as one of the seven best furnaces and cauldrons. A woman with a body of the Jade Spirit has been born from birth. This jade spirit energy has little effect on women, but male monks absorbing this jade spirit energy can increase the chance of breaking the bottleneck during cultivation.

Of course, a woman only has this kind of jade spirit energy once in her life.

One hundred percent sounds very little, but for many monks, it is hard to come by.

Although Zuo Daoming is confident about his qualifications, he also knows that the chance of his foundation building success is only 30%.

Now, how could he let go of the hope?

"After you return to Zhu Qingying, you have booked Zhu Qingying for me. Especially that annoying boy, I don't want him to appear next to Zhu Qingying again."

Zuo Daoming said this, snorted coldly and continued, "The most important thing is that Zhu Qingying must not be broken. I will go back and ask the head of the family to let the family come forward to marry Zhu Qingying to our Zuo family."

"Young Master Zuo, after you forced the Jinluo fruit yesterday, I believe that the kid should understand that just by being a rustic guy, he is not qualified to compete with you. If he is not tactful and wanders around Zhu Qingying, the kid will break his third leg!"

Teng Jun's words made Zuo Daoming laugh.

Even the middle-aged man who followed closely behind the two showed a smile.

Zuo Daoming stretched out his hand and took out a jade bottle from the Qiankun bag and said, "This is the secret marrow washing pill made by our Zuo family, you can take it."

The Zuo family's marrow cleaning pill is something that is priceless, and a surprise appeared on Tengjun's face in an instant.

He believed that with this marrow-cleaning pill, his cultivation could go further.

A thought suddenly arose in his heart.

"Mr. Zuo, if you want to get the jade spirit energy of the girl in the Zhu family, you don't need too much trouble. As far as I know, tomorrow, the Zhu family's father and daughter will leave the valley. Let's just do it without stopping, so that you can save a lot of nights and dreams!"

Tengjun said this and made a gesture of cutting down his palm and said viciously: "I believe that the Zhu family will never make any battles for the two unimportant families!"

Zuo Daoming's eyes lit up, and his palms slammed together: "Good idea, what a good idea. If Tengjun hadn't reminded you, I would have almost taken a detour!"

Teng Jun's flattering smile was a little more: "Young Master, I heard that the second effect of the Jade Spirit Body was much worse than the first time, but it also had some effect..."

"This is easy to say. If you do your best for me like this, why wouldn't I give you some soup?" Zuo Daoming patted Tengjun's shoulder and said with a smile.

The two of them burst into laughter. The middle-aged man frowned, but in the end he didn't speak.

"What a funny thing, you might as well tell me what you guys are going to do." A faint voice suddenly sounded at this time.

The middle-aged man who didn't say anything was like a crossbow arrow about to be fired, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes were cold and he looked at the boy suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zuo Daoming's cultivation is slightly worse than that of a middle-aged man, but he also discovered Fang Ling, who did not hide his figure.

"Is it you?" Zuo Daoming looked at Fang Ling with a little disbelief.

"It's me."

Zuo Daoming suddenly laughed. He seemed to have encountered the funniest thing in his life. He pointed at Fang Ling with his finger and said loudly: "Are you unwilling to accept this when you are waiting for us here? Do you want to regain the golden Luo fruit?"

"Hahaha, it's so funny! Uncle Jiu, slowly play him to death and let him know that even if some people step on him in the shit pit, he can only stand inside and laugh!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, but his expression was still very serious. Although this young man only had the cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training, he gave Uncle Jiu a sense of danger.

He killed many people in his life, so he felt very sensitive to this dangerous aura.

This boy is not an ordinary person!

Therefore, he did not take action immediately, but was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to rush to eat, ready to give Fang Ling a fatal blow at any time.

Fang Ling sneered, waved his sleeves, and instantly unfolded the Jingyanggang smoke map, directly swept the three of them into the smoke map of the western suburbs.

The man named Uncle Jiu suddenly threw three earth-yellow talismans at Fang Ling when he found out that the environment around him suddenly changed. His fingers quickly pinched the magic tricks.

However, these three talismans fell powerlessly underground in the void.

It didn't do anything at all.

"How could this happen?" Uncle Jiu was really panicked at this moment.

As a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, he has habitually relied on spiritual energy to fight against enemies. Now the talisman suddenly has no effect, which makes his face full of horror.

Fang Ling was talking nonsense to him, and his thoughts flashed in his mind. The Xuanyin Sword suddenly flew out and swirled on the middle-aged man's head. In an instant, the man's head fell down.

This was just a moment, but this moment made Zuo Daoming and Tengjun's face turn pale.

Tengjun ran away, but after only five steps, a black corpse suddenly rushed out from front of him, hugging his body like lightning, and directly tearing Tengjun into two pieces.

Zuo Daoming's face was a little pale. At the moment when Uncle Jiu died, he could already feel that the spiritual energy in his body was already running a little. Uncle Jiu's death shocked him even more.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me. Jin Luoguo and that woman are all yours, so don't..."

Fang Ling didn't say anything, but just took a step forward.

But this step made Zuo Daoming's face become more nervous. He said loudly: "If you kill me, our Zuo family..."

"puff"

The black Xuanyin sword cut him into two pieces. Fang Ling took out the golden fruit from Zuo Daoming's Qiankun bag, and while looking carefully, he said quietly: "No matter who you are, you should be prepared to pay the price while blocking my way forward."
Chapter completed!