Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Everyone entered Qingzhu City and stopped traveling together. They dispersed and went to the market to buy what they needed.

Ye Ling wandered around the market alone and saw bamboo houses and shops made of bamboo boards standing on the street. Some even opened a half-air bamboo hole on each layer of bamboo joints on a large bamboo with a circumference of ten arms, taking advantage of the location and setting up aerial bamboo tube stalls.

Whenever Ye Ling saw a stall selling spiritual herbs, he would go up and pay close attention and ask to see if there were Zhuguo and Huanxiancao.

After visiting several stalls, Ye Ling found that the spiritual herbs sold here were all confused when they heard the names of Zhuguo and Huanxiancao, and they had no idea what they were.

Ye Ling pondered for a moment, and it was possible that oranges grown in the south of the Huai River were called oranges, and oranges grown in the north of the Huai River were called tangerines! Even if it was the same spiritual herb, it was called Zhuguo in different places. Maybe it was called Zhuguo in the Wu Kingdom's cultivation world, but it might not be called Zhuguo in the Huoman Land.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling simply took out two blank jade slips, and the spirit energy took shape, imprinting the appearance of the red fruit and the Huanxian grass. He asked all the way at the stalls of Qingzhu City.

Just as Ye Ling was holding the jade slips of the red fruit and the Huanxian grass, asking around in the market, suddenly, a familiar and childish voice came from behind him:

"Don't waste your energy, they don't recognize it, this thing is called red fruit! It is an ancient fairy fruit."

Ye Ling turned around suddenly, and saw that the person who came was the witch of the Winged Fire Witch Clan wearing a fire eagle robe and a red bracelet on her hand!

Accompanying her was the mage Yi Luo, who stood with his head down, but when Yi Luo looked up and saw Ye Ling, his brows were furrowed and his face became ugly.

Ye Ling ignored him and just stared coldly at the Wing Fire Witch: "You used the Blood Shadow Talisman, and you followed me wherever I went. You are really haunting me. If you don't know me, you would think you are my follower! But then again, I didn't expect that you are so knowledgeable at such a young age and you can recognize the Red Fruit."

Ye Ling did not show his enthusiasm for the Red Fruit, but instead mocked the witch for using the curse technique of the Blood Shadow Talisman for a while.

The Winged Fire Witch blushed and said angrily: "Who is your follower? Fighting is forbidden in Qingzhu City. Go out of the city to fight again! Do you dare?"

Ye Ling said calmly: "Your injuries have not healed yet. Ye's victory is unfair. What's more, when you are in your peak state, you have transformed into a great witch, but you are still not my opponent. How can a defeated general have the face to challenge me? I still have to find the ancient fairy fruit, and I won't bother with you, a little girl."

The Winged Fire Witch was so angry that her nose was crooked. She said aggressively: "Just you, you want to find Zhuguo? Don't dream! Let me tell you, there is no Zhuguo here. I have only seen it once in the ancient fantasy of the barbarians! Tsk tsk, it's a pity that you are not a barbarian! You will definitely not get it!"

Seeing the smug and gloating look on the face of the Winged Fire Witch, Ye Ling was not angry, but secretly happy in his heart: It turns out that Zhuguo is only in the ancient fantasy of the barbarians, which is great! It seems that the northern spiritual vein of Qingzhu City has come. Not only did I find out the time and place of the ancient fantasy that is about to open from the young master Canglang, but I also got the clue of the red fruit.

Ye Ling was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He pretended to be surprised and said: "You are a witch of the Yihuo witch tribe. How could you enter the ancient fantasy of the barbarians? What nonsense!"

The Yihuo witch smiled mysteriously: "Believe it or not! Anyway, I will go there again in a few days! You can only be jealous. When the time comes, I will pick the red fruit back, and you have to kowtow to me eighteen times! Only then will you be qualified to buy it from me, hehe."

(End of this chapter)

Everyone entered Qingzhu City and stopped traveling together. They dispersed and went to the market to buy what they needed.

Ye Ling wandered around the market alone, and saw bamboo houses and shops made of bamboo boards lined up on the street. Some even had a half-empty bamboo hole opened on each bamboo joint on a large bamboo with a circumference of ten arms, taking advantage of the location and setting up aerial bamboo tube stalls.

Whenever Ye Ling saw a stall selling spiritual herbs, he would go up and pay close attention and ask to see if there were Zhuguo and Huanxiancao.

After visiting several stalls, Ye Ling found that the people selling spiritual herbs here were all confused when they heard the names of Zhuguo and Huanxiancao, and had no idea what they were.

Ye Ling pondered for a moment, and it was possible that oranges grown in the south of the Huai River were called oranges, and oranges grown in the north of the Huai River were called trifoliate oranges! Even if it was the same spiritual herb, it was called Zhuguo in different places. Perhaps in the Wu Kingdom's cultivation world, it was called Zhuguo, but in the land of Huoman, it might not be called Zhuguo.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling simply took out two blank jade slips, and the spirit energy took shape, imprinting the appearance of the red fruit and the Huanxian grass. He asked all the way at the stalls of Qingzhu City.

Just as Ye Ling was holding the jade slips of the red fruit and the Huanxian grass, asking around in the market, suddenly, a familiar and childish voice came from behind him:

"Don't waste your energy, they don't recognize it, this thing is called red fruit! It is an ancient fairy fruit."

Ye Ling turned around suddenly, and saw that the person who came was the witch of the Winged Fire Witch Clan wearing a fire eagle robe and a red bracelet on her hand!

Accompanying her was the mage Yi Luo, who stood with his head down, but when Yi Luo looked up and saw Ye Ling, his brows were furrowed and his face became ugly.

Ye Ling ignored him and stared coldly at the Wing Fire Witch: "You used the Blood Shadow Talisman, and you followed me wherever I went. You are really haunting me. If you don't know me, you would think you are my follower! But then again, I didn't expect that you are so knowledgeable at such a young age, and you can recognize the Red Fruit." Ye Ling did not show his enthusiasm for the Red Fruit, but instead mocked the witch for using the curse technique of the Blood Shadow Talisman.

The Winged Fire Witch blushed and said angrily: "Who is your follower? Fighting is forbidden in Qingzhu City. Go out of the city to fight again! Do you dare?"

Ye Ling said calmly: "Your injuries have not healed yet. Ye's victory is unfair. What's more, when you are in your peak state, you have transformed into a great witch, but you are still not my opponent. How can a defeated general have the face to challenge me? I still have to find the ancient fairy fruit, and I won't bother with you, a little girl."

The Winged Fire Witch was so angry that her nose was crooked. She said aggressively: "Just you, you want to find Zhu fruit? Don't dream! Let me tell you, there is no Zhu fruit here. I have only seen it once in the ancient fantasy of the barbarians! Tsk tsk, it's a pity that you are not a barbarian! You will definitely not get it!"

Seeing the smug and gloating look on the face of the Winged Fire Witch, Ye Ling was not angry, but secretly happy: It turns out that Zhu fruit is only found in the ancient fantasy of the barbarians, which is great! It seems that the spirit vein in the north of Qingzhu City has come. Not only did I find out the time and place of the ancient fantasy that is about to open from the young master Canglang, but I also got the clue of the red fruit.

Ye Ling was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He pretended to be surprised and said: "You are a witch of the Wing Fire Witch Clan. How could you enter the ancient fantasy of the barbarians? What nonsense!"

The Wing Fire Witch smiled mysteriously: "Believe it or not! Anyway, I will go there again in a few days! You can only envy me. When the time comes, I will pick the red fruit back, and you have to kowtow to me eighteen times! Only then will you be qualified to buy it from me, hehe."

(End of this chapter)