After listening to Fang Yu’s account, Huixu’s eyes were filled with shock. 。He originally thought that a powerful figure like Fang Yu, from his initial growth to the present, must have had smooth sailing. 。Even if you encounter setbacks, they are only temporary and easily solvable. 。However, Fang Yu had actually suffered the pain of his clan being destroyed! This kind of pain, Huai Xu had never experienced, and couldn’t empathize with it. 。He could only tell from the icy killing intent on Fang Yu’s face just how deeply this matter had affected him. 。”So, what do you think I should do now?” Fang Yu looked at Huixu and asked. 。Huixu glanced at the file in Fang Yu’s hands, shook his head, and said apologetically: “Fang brother, forgive me… I can’t give you advice.” 。”
“It’s okay, just imagine this happening to you. What would you do?” Fang Yu asked ” 。”I… should have them rebuild the Ziyan Palace, and then go destroy their sect again… Let them experience the pain of being destroyed once more…” 。hesitated and said in a hesitant voice <<< 。At this age, I have long since lost the desire for killing. 。But after putting himself in Fang Yu's shoes, what he thought of…was definitely not mercy. 。The actions of the Ziyangu Palace deserve the most extreme revenge. 。Let's do it. 。"Fang Yu put the permission on Huixu's desk and said, 'You send this permission to the Wudang Association in Wen'an City. Tell those remnants of the Ziyan Palace that they can establish a sect.'" 。"
“Good” 。With a slight smile, Huixu took the license and said: 。”Once their sect is established, let me know immediately.” 。”Fang Yu said,” 。”Well, I’ll have someone keep an eye on…” 。”Huixu said” 。Fan Yu nodded and poured himself a cup of tea. 。Although it’s hard to suppress his anger, Fang Yu is willing to do so in order to inflict the most excruciating pain on the remnants of the Ziyuan Palace. 。The sins committed by the Ziyangu Palace are too great; even killing them would be an insult. 。Have them rebuild the Ziyangu Palace, in the exact same way they did before, and eradicate the sect once more. 。This time, Fang Yu will give them the heaviest blow and deepest fear. 。After sitting for a while, Huixu opened his mouth and said: “Brother Fang, I will return to the stage tomorrow.” 。”Not bad”
。”Fang Yu nodded and said, “The martial arts association is full of chaos now. You should step in and manage it.” 。”I don’t mind the worms inside
, the key is the Spirit Race…” Huixu said 。”Oh, right, I just remembered. Yesterday evening, the half-spirit race came straight to my house.” 。Fang Yu said 。”They dare to do this?” Huixu’s face changed slightly, he asked. 。”Just a few puppets, I crushed them with a single palm. But the one who controlled them left me a few words.” 。”Fang Yu said” 。”What did he say?” Huixu asked. 。”Nothing much, just some boring threats about wanting me dead.” 。”Fang Yu said, ‘I can’t track his location through this telepathic method either, so there’s nothing further.'” 。“With a grave expression, Huixu pondered deeply.” 。They should send someone to find me again soon, and then I will try my best to gather more information. 。”Fang Yu said” 。”Fang brother, if they really come looking for you, you must notify me. ” 。”Huixu’s face was grim. ‘I need to understand what kind of people they are, otherwise I can’t deal with them,'” 。”
“可以。Fang Yu replied. 。After leaving the Yinlin Mountain Villa, Fang Yu strolled down the street. 。He needs to take a walk now, otherwise the anger in his chest won’t dissipate. 。
Back to the Beidu Central District, there is a historic street called Hengtong Ancient Street. 。This street has a history of over a thousand years and is very busy. 。What draws people to this street is not its history, but the stalls here. 。On both sides of the street, stalls were set up selling a variety of goods from all regions. It was common to see rare and unique items here. 。Fang Yu walked forward in the crowded crowd, occasionally glancing at the stalls on both sides. 。Most of the stalls sell small trinkets or souvenirs, there are no food stalls. 。You’re in the wrong place. 。Fang Yu shook his head slightly and quickened his pace forward. 。This street is crowded with tourists, and there are people lingering in front of almost every stall. 。After walking a long distance, Fang Yu suddenly saw an unattended stall. 。On this stall, there was an irregularly shaped object, seemingly just an ordinary stone. 。The street vendor was a boy who looked underage. 。Although winter had arrived, he still wore only a thin short-sleeved shirt, hugging his legs to his chest, his bones starkly visible. 。。”This is a Hongchen fruit from the outskirts of our northwest suburbs. It’s very rare…” The boy immediately introduced when he saw someone coming over to inquire. 。”You mean, these are fruits?” The bald man widened his eyes, looking at these stone-like objects below. 。”That’s right, that’s the fruit of the mortal world. It only grows wild and can’t be planted… In our region, it only bears one fruit a year!” Before the boy could finish his sentence, the bald man scooped up the child and left. 。The boy sighed in disappointment, hanging his head. 。Fang Yu walked forward, knelt down, picked up a red dust fruit, and squeezed it slightly. 。You can definitely feel that it’s quite soft inside. 。But calling it a fruit, from the outside it’s really hard to tell. 。
As for the name “Red Dust Fruit,” Fang Yu had never heard of it before. 。”You said just now that this fruit only grows one a year?” Fang Yu asked. 。The boy, hearing the sound, immediately raised his head and saw Fang Yu playing with the red dust fruit. He nodded at once and said, “Well, there’s only one a year…” 。”Only one a year, how did it end up in your hands?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked. 。”There’s only one! I’m not lying.” 。The boy said excitedly, “The reason why it’s all in my hands is because the red dust fruit tree only exists in our family…”
“You just said it was a specialty of the Northwest. Since it’s a specialty, how come only your family has it?” Fang Yu asked again. 。The boy looked up at Fang Yu, his dark face showing hesitation, but he quickly became determined. 。”Before my grandpa passed away, he used to tell me a story repeatedly…” “When my grandpa was young, he once met a ragged monk…” 。A monk passed by his doorstep and asked him for water and food. 。At that time, grandpa was very poor and had nothing much. But seeing the monk so pitiful, he took out his only remaining piece of cake and gave it to the monk. 。The monk ate the piece of cake, bowed to thank my grandfather, and took out a seed from his pocket and handed it to my grandfather. 。The monk said, “If you cultivate this seed, your grandfather’s life will change drastically…”
Hearing this, Fang Yu asked, “Then did your grandfather’s life actually change?”
The boy shook his head and said sadly, “My grandfather always remembered the monk’s words and kept watering these seeds all his life, but after decades, it just wouldn’t grow… Until a year ago, when my grandfather passed away, the seed began to grow. ” 。“Until last month, this tree only grew one fruit. I picked the red dust fruit and wanted to sell it…” “I originally thought that in Beidu, many people would know about red dust fruits…” After hearing the boy’s words, Fang Yu frowned slightly and looked at the stone-like fruit in his hand. 。
If the boy’s words are true, then this so-called red dust fruit is truly extraordinary. 。Even the growth cycle alone rivals that of some medicinal herbs. 。
You can’t tell anything about it just by looking at the outside. 。
And the fruit did not give off any unusual odor. 。”What is this thing?”
“Brother, will you buy it?” The boy asked hopefully, “I want to sell this fruit, then my parents won’t have to work so hard to earn my tuition fees.” 。”How much is it?” Fang Yu asked. 。”Two thousand ” 。”The boy said” 。”This is too expensive, an apple only costs two dollars, you’ve increased the price by a thousand times!” 。”Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and said, ” 。”Well, then fifteen hundred! Or one thousand!” The boy seemed afraid that Fang Yu wouldn’t buy it and hurriedly said. 。Fang Yu smiled and, from the storage space of Kong Ling’s ring, took out a gemstone the size of his thumb, shimmering with purple light. 。I don’t have cash, so I’ll use this gem instead. It’s definitely worth over two thousand yuan. 。Take this jewel home and give it to your parents. Your parents should be able to find a place to exchange it for cash. 。”Fang Yu said” 。”Great!” The boy took the gem from Fang Yu’s hand, his eyes shining. 。While Fang Yu stood up holding the so-called Red Dust Fruit. 。Keep that gem safe, don’t lose it. 。”Fang Yu said to the boy,” 。Okay, thank you brother. 。The boy stood up and bowed to Fang Yu, then quickly rolled up his stall. 。Fang Yu turned and walked away, observing the red dust fruit in his hand as he went. 。”Whoosh!” After taking only a few steps, the red dust fruit in his hand, which felt like a stone, suddenly flashed with a light! Immediately, the entire red dust fruit transformed into a wisp of gas and entered Fang Yu’s palm.