"Old man, since it is medicinal materials, why don't you sell them to the pharmacy?"

Fang Quan asked with a smile, "This is a vegetable market, and no one will come to favor this herb. The old man seems deserted here."

"Now no one goes back to identify Cordyceps, no one wants good things, but those fakes are praised by others."

The old man sighed and said immediately.

In today's society, what people pursue is no longer the medicinal value of Cordyceps, but a matter of face. They would rather go to the pharmacy to buy artificially cultivated Cordyceps than buy things like the elderly that grow naturally.

"Old man, how much do you cost for these Cordyceps? I've got them all."

The old man looked up at Fang Quan, as if he was a little surprised that Fang Quan would buy them all in one breath.

"One hundred and one cordyceps, I dug up these cordyceps on the plateau when I got up early and went to bed late, and I lived on it."

The old man's eyes were clear, just like the blue sky on the plateau. His tone was very stable, as if he had experienced many things, Fang Quan saw the word "simple".

Fang Quan was thinking. He thought that this kind of thing was a bit cheaper for one hundred yuan per piece. You should know that even in the world of cultivation, the price is very expensive, let alone on the earth where spiritual energy is thin.

Seeing Fang Quan remained silent, a trace of loss flashed in the old man's eyes. He made a cruel decision and then spoke again: "Eighty yuan per cent."

"Little brother, the price can't be lower anymore. I saved up these spiritual herbs after digging for a year. The money I sold can only support my own life."

You should know that the whole family of the elderly expects that these Cordyceps can make money, but in recent years, the value of natural Cordyceps is getting lower and lower, the number of Cordyceps has decreased dramatically, and the life of the elderly is even more difficult.

Eighty yuan per piece!

Fang Quan sighed in his heart, it seemed that the old man would do this only when he was desperate.

"I'll want all these for two hundred yuan per cordyceps."

Fang Quan said, even if one hundred and two yuan per piece is a little premium, the twenty cordyceps that the old man found in a year can only maintain a livelihood of half a year, so how can he live?

The old man was stunned when he heard Fang Quan's words. He originally thought that this young man would cut the price again. He had to know that he would sell these Cordyceps sinensis for a few days, even if it was fifty yuan per piece, otherwise his life would really not be able to maintain.

But the young man said two hundred yuan a piece at the moment of opening his mouth, which was beyond the old man's imagination. Moreover, it took care of his face and supported the old man's labor, not only sympathizing with him.

Fang Quan is willing to help the elderly who work hard and are down-to-earth.

Fang Quan asked the old man to pack it for him briefly. He turned around and walked out, found the nearest China Bank here, took out several thousand yuan from the card, and then returned to the vegetable market.

He handed the money to the old man, who was filled with tears in his eyes and his white beard kept shaking due to excitement.

Seeing the wrapped Cordyceps, Fang Quan was satisfied. Thirteen of the twenty-three Cordyceps were all spiritual herbs, three of which were medium-sized spiritual herbs and ten of them were low-class spiritual herbs. He realized that the proportion of spiritual herbs among these Cordyceps was too high. Could it be a coincidence?

It's definitely not a coincidence!

Fang Quan thought about it carefully, because on earth, spiritual herbs are far from as many as the world of cultivation, and the appearance of spiritual herbs on such a large scale can only show one problem. The place where spiritual herbs grow is not simple!

There are probably spiritual springs in that place!

As the name suggests, the spiritual spring is a place where spiritual energy can be produced continuously. Whether on the earth in ancient times or in the world of cultivation, the reason why there is rich spiritual energy is because there is spiritual spring, which will constantly replenish the spiritual energy consumed in this world.

If there is really a spiritual spring, then Fang Quan's cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort. No need to worry about the source of spiritual energy anymore.

"Old man, can you tell me where these spiritual herbs were found?"

Fang Quan asked anxiously, as long as he could find this place where he grew, he could find out whether there was such a despicable thing as the spiritual spring.

"I found these Cordyceps in the northwest foothills of Kunlun Mountain. There is a high altitude. If you are interested, you can go and take a look, but remember to add more clothes!"

The old man said truthfully.

Kunlun Mountain.

Fang Quan murmured to himself. These days he was constantly reading some historical books about the five thousand-year-old civilization of China. He knew the important position of Kunlun Mountain in the ancient Chinese civilization, and was even the leader of all mountains. There were endless myths and legends on Kunlun Mountain, and most of these legends were closely related to cultivators.

It seems that I have time to go to this Kunlun Mountain to take a look.

Fang Quan thought to himself, saying goodbye to the old man, he returned home with the raw stone and Cordyceps.

Fang Quan was reluctant to eat these three medium-sized spiritual herbs. He wanted to stay and wait until he could use them when he attacked the Golden Pill stage to condense the Golden Pill. Fang Quan was going to use the rest of the spiritual herbs for Zhong Ling to eat. After all, Zhong Ling is now opening up his dantian, but he cannot absorb spiritual energy from the world, so Fang Quan could only start with food replenishment.

In the afternoon, Gao Xinguo came to Fang Quan's home enthusiastically.

The purpose of his visit was to learn that set of boxing from Fang Quan. He has always been obsessed with the set of boxing created by Fang Quan and will never give up until he learns it.

On the lawn outside the villa, Fang Quan first demonstrated to Gao Xinguo. The latter has been exposed to Chinese boxing since he was a child and has a very strong foundation. Although it can only be considered a medium-level talent, Gao Xinguo has achieved success in boxing with his ruthlessness and enthusiasm.

Diligence can make up for shortcomings, which is what people like Gaoxinguo are talking about.

After watching Fang Quan's demonstration for about five times, Gao Xinguo first glanced at the path of the door. He was very sensible when he fought, but there was a little less charm than Fang Quan.

For things like boxing, especially if you want to achieve great success, you need to accumulate over time.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Fang, your boxing technique is much better than those who have been passed down from China for many years, and even surpasses them in attack power. There are no fancy moves but only sharp attacks. When you learn, it is much easier to understand than those things."

Gao Xinguo couldn't help but exclaim that the boxing techniques he learned were all pursuing high efficiency in attack and lethality. To put it bluntly, it was not a boxing technique to cultivate one's character, but a killing move, so he was deeply touched by Fang Quan's boxing technique.

This boxing technique is easy to learn?

"Come on, let's play with me a few times."

Fang Quan said with a smile that Gao Xinguo had just learned a little, but he actually said that Fang Quan's boxing skills were easy to learn. This made Fang Quan subconsciously want to gesture with him. He decided to make Gao Xinguo suffer a little.

"Brother Fang, how could I beat you?"

Gao Xinguo was sad and probably really fought with Fang Quan. He had to lie down after a meeting. Although he was big, Gao Xinguo knew in his heart that such a big thing was scary.

Gao Xinguo was extremely reluctant to act as a defensive attitude. How dare he attack? Attacking will only make him lose even worse.

Fang Quan walked towards Gaoxinguo step by step, and then poked out a hand and grabbed his wrist.

His movements were extremely slow, and Gao Xinguo was also a little puzzled. Could Fang Quan deliberately let himself do this?

Maybe it's for me.

He tried to block the boxing skills taught by Fang Quan just now.

But Gao Xinguo's fist was in contact with Fang Quan's hand, and a force suddenly came, and his body suddenly rose into the air and then slammed heavily on the lawn.
Chapter completed!