Chapter 80: Passing by Takeshima

In the sea, Fang Yun checked the direction by looking at the map, and then he went at full speed, like a dragon diving or a fish leaping.

Two hours later, he was already a hundred miles away. At this time, he remembered that he had to pass by the island he found halfway, Tiezhu Island.

On the way back, he could take a stroll. It should be quite cost-effective to raise bamboo spiritual plants in the space. Spiritual bamboo can be used to refine magic tools, bamboo shoots can be eaten, and there are rewards for harvesting. In addition, ordinary spiritual bamboo grows fast.

Before, he was on Donghu Island and walked around the surrounding areas, but he didn't find any place on the island where spiritual bamboo grows. Unexpectedly, the map given by Ma Shan clearly marked this bamboo island, which was naturally not to be missed.

Soon, Fang Yun, who had swam for another two hours, was on Tiezhu Island. Few people came to this island. The Zhu family, a cultivation family on the island, was the ruler of this island.

After Fang Yun had packed up, he did not hesitate. He changed his appearance slightly, and directly revealed his seventh-level Qi Refining cultivation. He appeared at the door of the Zhu family's residence.

Although the Zhu family was the only immortal cultivation family on the island, there were also many mortals and some secluded cultivators living here. Of course, most of them stayed on the island as Zhu family's servants.

Although the Zhu family was an immortal family, their residence was extremely elegant and not luxurious. The entire residence was located in a dense bamboo forest. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, forming patches of mottled light and shadow. The breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled. Being in the bamboo forest, the houses were also made of bamboo, showing a fresh posture.

It was really a different scene of an immortal family!

There were no foundation-building cultivators on the island, so Fang Yun naturally had nothing to worry about. When he arrived at the Zhu family's gate, he went directly to the doorman and said arrogantly, "I am a casual cultivator, Han Li, and I am here to visit you. Please report to your master as soon as possible!"

Before the doorman left, a thin old man came out to greet him.

Fang Yun approached the Zhu family's gatehouse without hiding his momentum. The other party naturally noticed it long ago. Seeing that Fang Yun had no ill intentions, the old man immediately came out to greet him in person.

The old man looked Fang Yun up and down, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "I am Zhu Heming, the patriarch of the Zhu family! Meet this fellow."

As if he had noticed Fang Yun's cultivation, he bowed again and said, "I heard that your surname is Han, I wonder why you are here?"

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I came here to buy some spiritual bamboo, I hope the patriarch can help me."

Zhu Heming muttered to himself, although this Iron Bamboo Island is not big, but not everyone can come here casually. This person dared to come alone, and he looked so young, but he was already at the seventh level of Qi Refining. Could he be a disciple of a big family?

Thinking of this, Zhu Heming's attitude also became enthusiastic, "Haha, Han Daoyou is really a coincidence. Our Zhu family just has some spiritual bamboo to sell, but the price may be a bit high."

Fang Yun was happy in his heart, but his face remained calm, "Price is not a problem, as long as the goods are good."

Zhu Heming hurriedly said, "Han Daoyou, please follow me, let's go inside to talk in detail." As he said that, he invited Fang Yun into the house.

Fang Yun also noticed Zhu Heming's cultivation level, which was the same as his, at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Old Zhu is vigorous and has a high level of cultivation. I admire him!" Fang Yun saw that Zhu Heming was old but could still manage an island. He admired him and complimented him immediately.

Hearing this, the old man showed a hint of joy on his face and said with a smile: "Hahaha, Daoist friend, this is really a compliment. Daoist friend, you are already at the seventh level of Qi Refining at such a young age. I think you must have a good chance of building a foundation. I would like to congratulate you in advance!"

"Hahaha, Old Zhu is polite. Let's talk about the matter of Lingzhu!"

"Oh, that's right. Lai Fu, serve the tea!"

After a while, a man who looked like a butler came forward with a teapot and poured out the tea.

A wisp of fragrance instantly floated in Fang Yun's nose, "Good tea!"

"Fellow Daoist, you know the goods. Although this tea is not precious, it is just an ordinary spiritual object, but the water used to brew the tea is the unique Qingling Spring on my island, and the spiritual bamboo on the island is used as carbon. The spiritual tea brewed is full of bamboo fragrance."

Fang Yun carefully held the teacup in his palm and tasted a sip of tea. There was indeed a fresh bamboo fragrance.

"Yes, I am grateful for your hospitality, but I came here to buy some spiritual bamboo from the Zhu family. I wonder if the Zhu family can give it up?"

"What's wrong with that? Spiritual bamboo is a specialty of my island, and there are many merchants who buy it. I wonder how much you need?"

The old man looked up at Fang Yun. He didn't quite understand why the young man in front of him kept asking?

"No, I want to buy some spiritual bamboo roots. I wonder if there are any varieties that can be sold on the island?"

"So you want to buy spiritual bamboo roots and breed and cultivate them yourself? No wonder you repeatedly asked me if I was willing to sell them."

Zhu Heming understood immediately. He thought that a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining came to buy spiritual bamboo and could do a big business.

"There are three kinds of spiritual bamboos on my island. Only two kinds of spiritual roots can be sold to you. One is the iron bone bamboo from which the island is named, and the other is the phoenix tail bamboo."

Zhu Heming pointed out the window and said to Fang Yun: "As for the price, one is fifty low-grade spiritual stones."

Fang Yun was secretly happy. This price was lower than he thought, but still within his psychological expectations.

He immediately took out two hundred low-grade spiritual stones and handed them to Zhu Heming, "I want two iron bone spiritual roots and two phoenix tail bamboo spiritual roots."

Zhu Heming took the spiritual stones and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll have someone go get the spiritual roots."

Not long after, a servant brought four spiritual roots to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun carefully checked it and put it into the storage bag after confirming that it was correct. "Thank you, Mr. Zhu. If you need anything in the future, I will definitely come back to bother you."

Fang Yun stood up and said goodbye. "No problem, no problem. Come and drink tea often when you are free."

Zhu Heming also stood up to see him off. Unexpectedly, at this time, not far away from the outside, there was a sudden shout of killing.

"Master, it's bad. The ghost thieves are coming. There are two large ships and nearly 300 people. I have opened the mountain protection formation and can still resist for a while. Hurry up and ask for help from the sect!"

"It's too late. Where are the two worshippers Zhang and Li?"

"They saw that the ghost-faced thief in the lead was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi Refining, so they ran away! Or let's run away too!"

"What, a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of Qi Refining, God wants to destroy my Zhu family! Fellow Daoist Han..."

Zhu Heming burst into tears and turned to talk to Fang Yun, but Fang Yun was nowhere to be seen. There was only a broken window, and the man had disappeared long ago.

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