One, two, three!

Three short and thick three-leaf clovers!

The appearance of these three plants is even worse than the three-leaf clovers that were in those fifty years old!

If Fang Ling had taken them out just now, no one would have taken these things seriously, but at this moment, no one dared to underestimate these three three-leaf clovers.

In the end, everyone set their sights on Master Zhao!

They need an answer from Master Zhao.

Master Zhao looked at the three three-leaf clovers and started trembling.

He put the 50-year-old Clover that had just been treasured, and he put the most inconspicuous tree from Fang Ling's hand. After smelling it for a while, he said loudly: "Three-Leaf Bao! This is Three-Leaf Bao!"

Although the people present were very respectful to Master Zhao, many people still curled their lips as Master Zhao called Master Zhao Sanyebao.

However, these people do not include Deacon Zhang.

Deacon Zhang has worked in Zhenbaoxuan for so many years and knows that some things will be called Bao when they reach a certain year!

If he could really collect something that could be called a treasure this time, it would be a foregone conclusion that Zhang Gui would go to the next level.

Thinking of the benefits, he couldn't help but pull Master Zhao and said, "Mr. Zhao, is this really Sanyebao?"

"What's not the Three-Leaf Treasure!" As Master Zhao spoke, he raised the three-Leaf Crust in his hand and said, "This Three-Leaf Treasure is a hundred years old. Not to mention refining ordinary elixirs, even refining elixirs above the seventh grade is more than enough."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "What a pity, what a pity!"

It’s a pity that Master Zhao said, it’s not only Zhang Gui who is nervous, but even Shouhou and the others are a little nervous.

Although this thing is not theirs, the treasure collected by a companion is not valuable, and it is not a happy thing for them.

"Immortal Master, what a pity?" Zhang Gui held Master Zhao's hand tightly, fearing that Master Zhao would not answer his question.

Master Zhao shook his head and said, "What a pity, I can't use such a good thing! I need at least a great monk above the foundation to refine this kind of elixir."

After hearing what Master Zhao said, Zhang Guida breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of pity has nothing to do with him. The more advanced the monk is, the richer it is. The more advanced the monk needs, the more popular it is. You, Master Zhao, can't use it. Hehe, what does this have to do with me, Zhang Gui?

"Sir Zhao, how much is this century-old Three-Leaf Treasure worth?"

Hua Shuying, who was standing beside Fang Ling, asked anxiously.

Fang Ling looked at Hua Shuying as if she was unable to ask clearly and was deceived. She thought to herself that this sister was a good person to live at home.

"At least twenty immortal stones!" Master Zhao said with certainty.

Twenty, fairy stones!

As soon as these words were said, almost everyone looked at Fang Ling with envy.

Although these twenty pieces sound small, they are fairy stones!

What is an immortal stone? The value of that thing is a thousand gold.

This means that Fang Ling suddenly got 20,000 taels of gold.

Not to mention that this is just the value of a three-leaf clover.

Fang Ling was also a little dizzy. He originally thought that the 3-leaf clover that had been a century-old was only a few thousand taels of gold, but he did not expect that this 3-leaf clover would be so valuable.

Where is 20,000 taels of gold?

"Xiao Fang, we, Zhenbaoxuan, have purchased these three-leaf clovers. Wait for a while, and you and I will go get the gold." Zhang Gui patted Fang Ling's shoulder hard, looking very intimate with Fang Ling.

Fang Ling smiled faintly at Zhang Gui's closeness. People always beat the black man, so he really didn't have to care too much about it.

There were some herbs in the small Qiankun bag that Lin Mucheng gave him, but he was not going to take it out again at this time, as these were enough for him to use in recent times.

"Thank you, Deacon Zhang."

While speaking, he walked towards Chen Zhenghua with the three fairy stones in his hand and said, "Mr. Chen, when my brother and brother are in danger, Mr. Chen generously donated money to borrow three thousand taels of gold from my family and this ten-year-old three-leaf clover. Please accept it."

Chen Zhenghua looked at Fang Ling with a smile on his face and even more grateful tone in his words. His lungs almost burst into anger. He accompanied Hua Shuying to wait for Fang Ling here just to make Hua Shuying give up.

But I never expected that this kid not only had a life of escaping, but also had so many three-leaf clovers drawn from the ancestral grave.

Aren’t it just dozens of fairy stones? Boy, your good luck is over!

He took the fairy stone from Fang Ling's hand, smiled faintly, and then said coldly: "Fang Ling, I borrow you three thousand taels of gold. I just feel that your family is pitiful and I can't bear to see your sister running around for you, but I didn't expect that you were so cruel and vicious."

"You participated in this picking. I think your ambition is pity, so I sent my warrior Roger to protect you on the way, but I didn't expect that Roger was devoted to you and eventually harmed you. Your wolfish ambitions, even if I can tolerate you, the law of Dingfangcheng cannot allow people like you."

While speaking, Chen Zhenghua sternly said: "Take him up and send him to the city lord's mansion!"

Several warriors following Chen Zhenghua rushed up to Fang Ling quickly. The people were walking agilely, with murderous intent on their faces.

From the footsteps of these warriors, Fang Ling could feel that each of these warriors had the cultivation level of above the fourth level of Qi training. With the Qingsha Palm and Jinyan Gong, Fang Ling had the limit to dealing with three, not to mention that Chen Zhenghua himself was a master at the fifth level of Qi training.

"Young Master Chen, Fang Ling will never do what you said." Hua Shuying quickly blocked Fang Ling's face and said in a deep voice.

Chen Zhenghua looked at Hua Shuying, his face changed for a moment, and then said lightly: "Shuying, I hope it is not, but the facts are there, and no one can change it."

While speaking, he said to Master Zhao, "Old Zhao, you are a monk. You should know that there is a magic called "Indestructible Souls". Look, Fang Ling has the wronged soul left by Roger."

Master Zhao was ready to stay out of the matter when Chen Zhenghua and Fang Ling suddenly attacked him. At this time, when he heard Chen Zhenghua ask him, he was a little hesitant for a moment.

Chen Zhenghua was very dissatisfied with Master Zhao's attitude. He said unhappily: "What we all know about Master Zhao, you may not have heard of Master Zhao!"

Master Zhao doesn't have to pay attention to Chen Zhenghua, but he can't ignore the Chen family. After all, he wants to live in Dingfang City and cannot ignore the power of the Chen family.

Although he has a good impression of the young man Fang Ling, the young man with such good luck will die if he dies.

He said in a deep voice: "There is such a spell. If it weren't for Mr. Chen, I would have almost forgotten."

Zhang Gui's face looked a little bad. This time, picking was organized by Zhenbaoxuan. Everyone agreed that life and death are fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven. The agreement here actually shows that after everyone enters the secret realm of Lashan, no one will pay attention to it even if they kill their companions.

Now that Chen Zhenghua comes out like this, he is to destroy the reputation of Zhenbaoxuan.

"Deacon Zhang, when we entered the secret realm of Lashan, we said that life and death are based on fate!" The so-called fear comes from what we are afraid of, just when Zhang Gui didn't know what to do, someone shouted loudly.

The person who talked was a thin monkey.

Seeing the slightly excited face of Shouhou, Fang Ling's favor towards Shouhou increased a lot.

Zhang Gui's face suddenly became ugly.

"Deacon Zhang, I just want Fang Ling to die. As long as Fang Ling dies, all the things he picked can be returned to Zhenbaoxuan!" A voice suddenly rang in his ears.

After hearing this voice, Zhang Gui knew that it was Chen Zhenghua, the eldest son of the Chen family.

He was instantly moved. Although this tarnished the reputation of Zhenbaoxuan, the friendship between the eldest son of the Chen family and so many medicinal materials, I believe the shopkeeper would not insist on anything in this matter.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Gui said immediately: "Although I, Zhenbaoxuan, belong to my life and death, I cannot tolerate this kind of attack on my teammates."

Speaking of this, he clasped his fists and said to Chen Zhenghua: "Young Master Chen, if you hadn't been your wise eyes, we would have been almost deceived by this villain!"

The thin monkey looked at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't believe it. Fang Ling, who was envied by everyone just now, became a thief who was shouting and beating in an instant.

And it's the kind of thief who has no chance of survival!

Who is Roger? Of course, Skinny Monkey knows. With Fang Ling's cultivation level, how could he kill Roger?

He was about to speak when he was pulled by the people around him. The man who had a good relationship with him whispered: "Skinny Monkey, you don't want to die anymore, then how can you offend the Chen family!"

The thin monkey looked at the cold gazes of the big men behind Chen Zhenghua, and couldn't help but feel cold. He swallowed the words he said to him again.

The Chen family is indeed not something he can offend!

He also wanted to survive in Dingfang City, so he could not offend the Chen family, otherwise, not only him, but also his relatives would suffer losses.

He looked at Fang Ling with a helpless look. This was a good young man and he shouldn't have joked about him before.

Just as the thin monkey looked at Fang Ling, he found that Fang Ling's gaze was also looking at him, but there was no helpless grief and anger in his eyes, but more of a calmness.

"Fang Ling, I hope you will reflect on the city lord. If you never repent, it will be difficult for me to save your life!" Chen Zhenghua got everything in his hands and felt a little sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He was like a cat playing with a rat, and said with a smile on the other side.

A nasty bug should let you see what a powerful person is!

Do you need a reason to play with you?!

Fang Ling glanced at the men around him, and then said lightly: "Roger is dead, but he is dead in the cracks in the space, it has nothing to do with me!"

"I didn't expect that you were young and your mouth was quite tough. Do you think anyone believed what you said?" Chen Zhenghua laughed and pointed at Master Zhao and Deacon Zhang and said, "Will anyone believe what you said?"

Master Zhao Xianshu and Deacon Zhang looked at each other. As soon as the two were about to speak, someone said quietly: "I believe it!"
Chapter completed!