y about being disturbed during practice.The next morning, he left the hotel refreshed and headed for his mother's breakfast stall.Ouyang Lan's cooking is very good. After eating so many places' breakf...Ye Bufan continued walking forward with Ye Erlang, and used his divine sense to scan Bai Li Hongjun's storage ring. His eyebrows shot up, and a wave of ecstasy surged through him.

This guy is really rich, no wonder he's the crown prince of the Holy Dragon Empire.

It's possible that the other party never thought they would be robbed one day, putting all their belongings in a storage ring.

The spirit stones were like small mountains, numbering in the tens of millions. In addition to that, there were also many other heavenly treasures, pills, and other cultivation resources.

"It seems like I made a fortune today!"

Ye Bufan nodded in satisfaction, then put the storage ring away and continued walking forward, slowly venturing deeper into the center of the Taoist temple.

Look here, take a look, they are all treasures, rare and wonderful things, the prices are definitely fair...

Not far from him, a bald man kept yelling incessantly.

Ye Bufan glanced at it, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This guy has a shiny bald head, a shoe-shaped face, small eyes like green beans, eight-character eyebrows, and two little whiskers underneath. At first glance, he looks just like the Bald Head Strong from "Bear Out There".

This guy may not look like much, but his business is booming. In front of him, a huge stall was piled high with all sorts of goods - swords, treasures, pills, herbs, you name it.

His gaze swept across the stall, point by point. There was a lot of stuff there, but nothing caught his eye.

Just as he was about to leave, his gaze suddenly fell upon something in the corner.

This ginseng plant is a little different, with red, yellow, and blue mixed together. It's about the size of a human palm and as thick as an egg.

He took it in his hands and examined it carefully, discovering nine golden veins at its base, circling one after the other.

Seeing a customer at the door, the bald strongman immediately approached smartly and asked: "Distinguished guest, are you interested in this ginseng This is a genuine three-colored ice ginseng."

"Let me tell you, this thing is a top-notch eighth-order spirit herb, absolutely the best of the best. It's priceless, I only took it out to sell because I urgently need money. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be willing to part with it..."

This guy kept showering praise, his words flew everywhere.

Just then, a black-clad old man walked over from the side and looked at the three-colored ice spirit ginseng, unable to help but curl his lip.

"Is this what you call top-quality Real Sancai Bingling Ginseng is over a foot long, yours is barely half that! It's clearly smaller."

This is defective, lacking years, belonging to the inferior grade of Sancai Bingling Ginseng, yet it still dares to claim to be priceless.

"I..."

"Being taken down like that, Guangtouqiang froze for a moment before breaking into a smile again. "Brother, you're a real connoisseur! This one might be a bit small, but it's the genuine article."

"This will work, a normal Sancai Bingling ginseng costs two million high-grade spirit stones, I'll sell it to you for one million. What do you think"

"For this kind of garbage, I wouldn't even take 500,000!"

The old man stubbornly pursed his lips and then turned and walked away.

"You..."

Goutangqiang's two small whiskers trembled with anger, then immediately he looked at Yebofan with a smile.

"Listen up, little brother. Don't listen to that old man's ramblings. I assure you, this ginseng is the real deal…"

This guy originally wanted to persuade him well, but just as he was halfway through speaking, Ye Bufan directly said: "One million, I want it."

"Uh…" The Bald Strongman didn't expect it to be so easy. He was stunned for a moment, then grinned like a chrysanthemum, and said flatteringly, "Honorable guest, you have a discerning eye!"

"I guarantee you, a million dollars for this ginseng is a steal."

Ye Bufan didn't say much, and directly took out a storage ring to pay, but at this moment, an exclamation rang out beside him.

"My goodness, it's the King of the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng!"

He turned back and saw Bai Li Hongjun standing behind him, accompanied by Nangong Du and Feng Wuhen, along with six or seven disciples from the Ji Jian Sect.

Originally, Bai Li Hongjun had come to cause trouble for Ye Bufan. But as soon as he arrived here, his eyes fell upon the Three-colored Ice Spirit Ginseng. His gaze was as if being sucked in, and he no longer moved an inch.

Gong Nan looked at Ye Bufan and the other person, not taking them to heart at all. He turned his head and said: "Your Highness, what are you talking about Isn't this just an ordinary Bingling ginseng"

"And it looks so short, like the years aren't even enough. How could it possibly be a king of ginseng"

"You wouldn't understand this."

Bai Li Hongjun stared intently at the Sancai Bingling ginseng, “This thing is different from other ordinary ginseng. Once it reaches a thousand years old, it begins to grow smaller and smaller, with its essence becoming more and more concentrated.”

Therefore, the size of the Sancai Bingling ginseng king is much smaller than that of ordinary ones, and the younger the year, the longer it is.

"Nangong Du's face was full of disbelief: "Is this true This Bingling ginseng is so small, could it be thousands of years old"

As the imperial prince, who was the focus of the royal family's cultivation, Bai Li Hong Jun was naturally well-versed and had a broader vision than ordinary people.

To determine the age of a Sancai Ice Spirit Root, simply look at its root. Every thousand years, a golden circle will grow on it.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the root of the ginseng.

One, two, three...

"Counting to the end, Feng Wuhen was shocked. "Nine golden wheels in total, doesn't that mean this ginseng is nine thousand years old"

After the two finished speaking, everyone around was stunned into silence.

Including Guangtouqiang, his two small eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets. He never dreamed that in his hands, there was actually a king of Sancai Bingling ginseng.

He was just an ordinary merchant, completely unaware of the existence of the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng or the Ginseng King.

After the shock, Nangong Du asked: "Your Highness, what level is this thing How much is it worth"

Bai Li Hongjun said: "An ordinary Sancai Bingling ginseng is an eighth-order spirit grass, worth more than a million high-grade spirit stones."

If it reaches the level of a king, it will instantly become a ninth-order spirit herb. Now, it is a ninth-order spirit herb with nine thousand years of age, worth at least tens of millions, or even higher.

The most important thing is that you can't buy this even with money.

Here he looked at the bald strong man: "I want this ice spirit ginseng from you, ten million top-grade spirit stones."

"Really"

Happiness came too suddenly, the bald strong man was simply unbelievable, he came back to his senses and snatched back the three-colored ice spirit ginseng.

"I'm not selling, I'm not selling!"

Ye Bufan touched his nose. With his skill, he naturally saw that this was a king of Sancai Bingling ginseng. Seeing the treasure about to be obtained, he didn't expect to be messed up.

He glanced at Bald Strongman: “ Didn't we already agree Doing this seems a bit dishonest.”

"Well, I didn't know this was King of Herbs before!"

"Gang Leader Guangtou's smile was tinged with the cunning characteristic of a businessman, "Just now, this young master said, he's willing to offer one million."

If you still want it, that's fine. Just pay more. After all, in business, the highest bidder gets it.

Ye Bufan said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, does he have any money"

"How come I have no money..."

Bai Li Hongjun was just in the middle of speaking when he suddenly stopped abruptly.

He is really out of money right now, he was just robbed completely.e from under the hands of two Nascent Soul stage cultivators is simply a pipe dream, an impossible thing.Ye Bufan had no choice but to follow him."Brother Ye..."Su Caiwei reached out and grabbed his a...