Chapter 3 Clover

  The stone rolled out more than three meters and disappeared silently into a black hole that seemed to appear out of thin air.

  And that black hole appeared quickly and disappeared quickly, in just a blink of an eye, the black hole disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

  Fang Ling looked at the position where the stone disappeared and secretly estimated that there was only one meter between this suddenly appearing black hole and the road he was walking on.

  What a close call! If I had taken one wrong step, I might have been swallowed up by this thing that suddenly appeared.

  "Hey, you little brat! Make another move and I'll kill you right now!" Roger bellowed from behind Fang Lin, his voice trembling with a hint of fear.

  It was clear that this was absolutely not the time to argue with Roger, but his intention to get rid of Roger in his heart became even stronger.

  In his past life of over twenty years, Fang Ling was a gentle and amiable person in the eyes of many people. However, only those who truly knew him understood that beneath his warm and gentle appearance lay a heart that repaid kindness with kindness and hatred with hatred.

  Roger's words just now have completely exposed his murderous intentions towards him.

  No matter where this killing intent comes from, since you have killing intent towards me, don't blame me for striking first.

  In his heart, Fang Ling made up his mind and smiled on his face: "Luo brother, I wasn't careful just now and slipped on a stone."

  "Hmph, hurry up and move forward!" Roger glared at Fang Ling with one eye, his steel knife flashing in front of Fang Ling's eyes.

  The steel knife exudes a chilling aura, with dark red bloodstains on its back, indicating that this knife has claimed many lives.

  Fang Ling deliberately revealed a fearful expression, continuing to walk forward, while Luo Jie, who was following behind him, closely followed Fang Ling, treading on his footprints as he moved forward.

  Really being careful enough, where should I take action myself?

  Fang Ling walked forward according to the location marked on the tourist map while calculating the position.

  "Stop."

  Just as Fang Ling was secretly calculating, Roger suddenly shouted.

  Fang Ling's heart turned cold, thinking to himself, "Could it be that Roger wants to make a move on me in this place? If so, I'll have no choice but to deviate from the route and run towards danger."

  As long as I can escape within a hundred meters, I have confidence that I can bring Roger to a position where he will be killed.

  The internal energy stored in the dantian was circulated to his legs, and with a smile on his face, he said to Roger: "Brother Luo, what are your orders?"

  "There's a clover over there, go pick it." Roger pointed, indicating a location ten meters away.

  Clover is one of the medicinal materials for refining Yang Dan. A ten-year-old clover is worth more than 200 taels of gold.

  Fang Ling looked in the direction of Roger's pointing finger and saw a three-leaf grass standing proudly on top of a cliff, about one foot high.

  According to the host's memory, this clover has been here for at least twenty years or more.

  The location of the clover is just one meter away from the route indicated by the tourist map.

  Fang Lin didn't move, so Roger took the knife in his hand and made a slashing motion towards Fang Lin's neck: "Still not going?!"

  Fang Ling gritted his teeth and stepped forward to the closest position, looking around at the surrounding rocks that were not a bit different, but his heart was pounding.

  This seemingly calm mountain rock may be hiding countless dangers, and if one is slightly careless, something might happen...

  But in the end, he quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the three-leaf grass, pulling it into his hand with a fierce tug.

  Just as he withdrew his arm, Fang Ling felt a chill on his arm and looked down to see that the sleeve of his robe had been cut off at some point.

  If it were his own body in the past, Fang Ling thought about it and felt a chill...

  Seeing the three-leaf clover in Fang Ling's hand, Roger's face broke out into a smile, and he laughed loudly: "Kid, I didn't think your luck would be so strong!"

  As they spoke, he reached out and grabbed Fang Ling's hand that was holding the clover, directly snatching the clover from his hand.

  Among pickers there is etiquette; although they may go in pairs, what one picks, especially if it involves risk, belongs to that person.

  Watching Roger put the three-leaf clover he had just risked his life to get into the basket behind him, Fang Ling's heart skipped a beat.

  Take him down!

  We must take action ahead of time and get rid of him!

  After walking more than 100 meters, Fang Ling found a small corner on the map, and at this corner, there was also a slope marked.

  The slope is right here!

  Fang Lingyi gritted his teeth and when he reached the bend, he deliberately didn't move forward but instead pretended to slip.

  This slip, the correct route of the map annotation stack. And Luo Ge, who followed him, smiled and said: "Kid, get up and walk quickly."

  Fang Ling pretended to struggle to get up, but as soon as he stood halfway up, he covered his leg and said: "Ah, my bones are out of place! Luo Ge, come over and help me adjust them!"

  "Did you dislocate your bones? Hehe, kiddo, then you can stay in..."

  Before Roger could finish speaking, Fang Lin had already risen to his feet. With all his internal energy concentrated in his legs, he unleashed a most ordinary yet powerful kick, Wind Rolling Clouds, straight at Roger.

  Roger had a cultivation of four layers of Qi, and in his eyes, Fang Ling was just a dish on his plate. All his precautions could be said to have been taken in this strange and mysterious environment, and he didn't put Fang Ling in his heart at all.

  Moreover, he was holding a knife at this time, wanting to kill Fang Ling here, and there was no defense against Fang Ling's attack.

  At the moment Fang Ling's kick arrived, Roger was unable to counterattack. He indeed deserved his reputation as a seasoned veteran, for in an instant he retreated five steps backwards.

  These five steps took only an instant, reflecting Roger's very agile and nimble footwork.

  He had already thought it through, and after he took these five steps back, he would cut that little brat who dared to lay a hand on him into eighteen pieces!

  But just as he had barely stood firm, he felt his lower body sink, and immediately the whole person sank downwards.

  Not good, encountered a pitfall! In an instant, Roger circulated his internal energy to his feet, wanting to jump up into the air.

  But just as he was taking off, a sharp pain shot through his waist. As he looked down, he saw that his legs had already separated from his flying body!

  "Boom"

  Roger's half-body heavily fell on the ground.

  Fang Ling looked at Luo Jie, who had become half a body, and secretly took a deep breath.

  "You little rabbit, how dare you secretly calculate against me!" Roger's eyes widened, his gaze filled with anger and unwillingness.

  In his eyes, it was originally an ant-like existence, and it actually made a sneak attack on him when he was about to slaughter it.

  He's completely finished without half of his body!

  Fang Ling arrived beside Roger like a flash of lightning, his long sword didn't use any techniques, but quickly cut off both of Roger's arms.

  Although Roger lost half of his body, his cultivation base at the fourth layer of Qi Refining was still intact. To be on the safe side, it's better to move him to a safe place first.

  "You little brat, I'm going to kill you!" Roger felt the excruciating pain from his limbs and shouted at Fang Ling in a state of desperation.

  Fang Ling didn't make a sound, waiting for Roger to finish shouting. Only then did he say faintly: "I've heard that in the Lushan Secret Realm, there's a type of black ant that likes to feed on human blood. If a person doesn't resist, they'll be nibbled bit by bit until not even half a thread of flesh is left on their bones."

  Fang Lin's voice was not loud, but it made Roger feel a chill in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he loudly begged: "Brother Fang Lin, I was wrong, please, please spare my life."

  "Life path? Are you sure?" Fang Lin didn't move forward, standing two meters away from Roger, his voice still filled with calmness.

  "Great, ask Fang brothers to give me a great one!" Roger changed his tone instantly.

  Fang Ling nodded and said: "Just be honest and answer me one question."

  "Who made you target me like this?"

  Ruo Jie was taken aback, just about to speak up, when Fang Ling said: "Big Brother Luo, think carefully before answering. I'm a person who never gives people a second chance."

  "It's... it's Master Chen, the young master of the Chen family. He deliberately had someone lure you into the wax mountain to collect firewood. As long as I make you disappear in this wax mountain secret realm, he'll give me a thousand taels of gold." Roger spoke quickly at this time, afraid that Fang Ling wouldn't give him a quick death.

  Fang Ling nodded in agreement, and his guess was roughly the same as his.

  He looked at Roger's ashen face and didn't hesitate, his sword rose and fell, cutting down Roger.

  Roger's medicine basket, Fang Ling naturally wouldn't be polite, poured the medicine from the basket into his own backpack. Fang Ling started searching Roger's pockets.

  From Roger's body, Fang Ling found more than 300 taels of gold tickets, a few pieces of broken gold, and a secret recipe marked with the character "Qing Sha".

  Although he is now burdened with a debt of 3000 taels of gold, Fang Ling is most interested in this Qingxiao Palm.

  Due to time constraints, Fang Ling didn't carefully examine the practice method of Qing Xiao Palm, but after reading the introduction on the first page, he found that Qing Xiao Palm was divided into nine levels. Once the first level is mastered, a single palm strike not only increases one's own power and attack strength by 30%, but also allows the transmission of Qing Xiao Palm's evil energy into another person's body.

  Typical murder without seeing blood.

  As he flipped through the Qing Xie Palm, Fang Ling carefully looked at Roger's two severed palms and saw that Roger's left palm was significantly more cyan than his right palm.

  It seems that Roger has already mastered the first layer of Qingxia Palm.

  This time, it was also luck that saved me. If I didn't have this map of the snowy mountain tour, I would definitely not have escaped Roger's poisonous hands. Neither I nor my host could counterattack under Roger's five-layer cultivation.

  Thanks to this landscape painting of Mount Lu!

  Throw Roger's half body into the pit again, Fang Ling's eyes looked forward, and another turn was 100 meters ahead.

  After turning the corner, according to the tourist map, there is a Taoist temple called Xianglong Temple, but now Lushan has become Lushan Secret Realm, will this Xianglong Temple still exist?