Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

When Li Fan heard this, his face looked a little unnatural, and his heart was beating fast as if there was a little rabbit in his heart.

Zhou Beimo is a handsome, gentle and elegant man, but he loves to take advantage of others.

Compared with Mr. Zhang's greedy and unbridled pursuit of wealth, he seems quite unpleasant. He is the kind of person who wants to maintain his image as a gentleman but is unwilling to suffer any loss.

Zhou Beimo's interference in this matter inevitably increased many variables.

When the patrol members saw the Third Young Master coming, they all stepped forward to salute.

Zhou Beimo waved his hand, "Yeah, it's okay. Go on patrol."

Captain Li nodded and immediately led his men out to the street.

But just after taking a few steps, Zhou Beimo stopped him and said, "Leave these two behind."

Captain Li was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly kept Zhou Xuanba and the other two.

Li Fan had no idea what Zhou Beimo was planning, and his heart was pounding. He gathered himself and walked quickly forward.

"Uncle Zhou, I have no other choice. My cultivation is too weak, and I don't have any background, so I can only come up with such a bad plan."

Zhou Beimo's face showed deep meaning, "Is that the reason?"

Li Fan hurriedly explained, "No, it's mainly because of your reputation, Uncle Zhou. I'm completely relying on you."

However, these flattering words had no effect. Zhou Beimo was clearly the type who wouldn't release his eagle until he saw the rabbit. He frowned slightly, his eyes shone with a mysterious look that seemed to see right through Li Fan.

Seeing this, Li Fan knew he had to pay a price. With a sigh, he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Zhou, I'm not an ungrateful person. I'll naturally remember your kindness. How about this? The spiritual rice harvest is coming up soon. I'll go help out when I'm free."

When Zhou Beimo heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"How can you be so shameless, boy? Who do you think your Uncle Zhou is?"

Li Fan quickly responded, "Uncle Zhou, how can I not be grateful for your selfless help? This is just a small token of my appreciation."

Zhou Beimo glanced at everyone and put on a graceful look.

"Tsk tsk, look at how high Xiaofan's awareness is. You should learn more from him in the future."

This is just called "Xiao Fan".

Captain Li and others nodded quickly with respect on their faces, but only they knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

She really wants to be a whore and also want to be a saint. To be honest, she's even worse than someone like Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang has the expression of greed written all over his face. He's a pure villain after all. Li Fan couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

It seems like I’ll be drained of my blood for the next year.

at this time.

A sudden voice came from the distance.

"Hey, what's going on? It's so lively."

Everyone followed the sound.

A sinister-looking middle-aged man approached, his every step carrying an invisible pressure. Behind him, a large group of shouting men followed, their menacing demeanor giving people the chills.

The man was tall, yet gave off a gloomy and oppressive aura. His eyes gleamed with a sinister gleam, and a chilling, evil smile etched across his lips, making him look like a demon from hell.

As soon as this person appeared, the surroundings immediately became quiet, even the birds stopped singing.

The air seemed to have dropped several degrees.

Li Fan's mind quickly flashed through the information of this person.

Zhao Jintang!

Gambling house owner.

He often abuses his power in the market.

There are two cultivators in his family who have reached the great perfection of Qi training.

In addition, there was a foundation-building cultivator among the ancestors, who left behind many trump cards.

The strength is very strong.

Unless it touches the bottom line, the abbot Zhou Changqing is unwilling to offend the family behind it.

This is also the reason why Zhao Jintang dared to act recklessly in the market.

The two forces have been in a tenuous balance.

Of course, Zhou Changqing, the foundation-building cultivator, definitely has more advantages.

When Zhou Beimo saw the person coming, his brows furrowed slightly, his face full of disgust.

"He's quite good at joining in the fun."

Seeing the backstage arrival, Zhou Xuanba broke free from the patrolman beside him and rushed over like a pug.

I don't know what this guy said in Zhao Jintang's ear. Zhao Jintang tilted his head slightly and looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Are you Li Fan?"

Seeing this, Li Fan secretly groaned and his heart sank to the bottom.

Zhao Jintang and the family behind him were not people he could afford to offend at this moment.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

He immediately bowed slightly and replied, "Master Zhao, this kid is Li Fan."

Zhao Jintang sneered, his voice tinged with ice. "I heard you caught that shady green clam. Now tell me how you're going to compensate me."

really.

This is to support Zhou Xuanba.

How could Zhao Jintang, with his family background, be interested in something like the lazy green clam, which can be found everywhere in the spiritual field?

This is such a shameless thing.

Li Fan understood, and his heart felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Or maybe they are too weak, and anyone can step on them.

I just regret that time is too short.

Otherwise, with the help of the spiritual plant space, their cultivation would be improved, and people like Zhao Jintang and Li Jintang would all die.

But thinking about these things now is of no use.

He had to suppress the resentment in his heart and looked to Zhou Beimo for help.

Among those present, only Zhou Beimo's status could engage in conversation with him.

Zhou Beimo had just received Li Fan's promise and had gained a lot of advantages.

At this point, it's not a good idea to just sit back and watch.

"Zhao Jintang, that's all. Take your people away and let's just leave it at that. It's just a scoundrel green clam, not a rare thing."

Zhao Jintang obviously knew Zhou Beimo's character and did not respond.

Instead, he took out five hundred spirit stones from his storage bag.

"Third Young Master, my subordinates have offended me before. These spirit stones are my apology."

His tone sounded sincere, but his eyes were cunning.

When Zhou Beimo saw the spirit stone, his eyes lit up, and the light almost swallowed up the spirit stone, but he pretended to be reserved.

"Oh, Brother Zhao, what are you talking about? We are all family, it's too formal."

Having said that, his hands were extremely honest. He almost stuffed the spirit stone into his arms in one go. The speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

This can be considered as securing a profit.

When Li Fan saw this, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Good guy!

Zhao Jintang looks big and strong, why doesn't he play by the rules?

If this guy relied on the family behind him and chose to confront Zhou Beimo head-on.

Then the third son of the Zhou family will definitely teach this guy a lesson for the sake of his reputation.

After all, the entire market town belongs to the Zhou family.

If Mr. Zhou didn't fight back after being slapped in the face in public, he would probably be so angry that his mouth would be crooked.

But Zhao Jintang was obviously smart and actually used soft tactics.

As a result, Li Fan was immediately in trouble.

He doesn't have five hundred spirit stones.

Besides, even if there was, Zhou Beimo knew how to choose.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to turn against Zhao Jintang for a little monk like him.

Obviously.

How can someone who can run a casino so successfully be an ordinary person?

What to do?

If he really falls into Zhao Jintang's hands, he will be skinned alive even if he doesn't die.

Not to mention losing the house, I'm afraid I might even lose my life.

as predicted.

Zhao Jintang jokingly said, "Third Young Master, you know that a clam is insignificant, but if it's eaten, it's a matter of face. I value my reputation the most."

That’s it for now.

Zhou Beimo just accepted someone's spirit stones.

Weighing both sides, all Li Fan's promises were just to help with the work.

Even a fool knows how to choose who to lean towards.

Zhou Beimo was about to speak.

Li Fan knew that once the other party made a promise, it would be difficult to change it.

In a hurry, he blurted out: "Uncle Zhou, I have a treasure in my room, please help me take a look at it."

When Zhou Beimo heard that there was a treasure, his eyes immediately lit up and he instantly stopped what he was about to say.

Zhao Jintang saw that his conspiracy was about to succeed, but he was suddenly thrown off balance by this incident. Fire almost burst out of his eyes, and the anger seemed to be able to burn Li Fan to ashes.

However, this guy still forced himself to endure it.

One has to admire this cunningness.

Li Fan didn't care about the other party's murderous look at this time.

He pulled Zhou Beimo into the house, still talking.

"Uncle Zhou, this treasure is incredible."