At night, Haishi.
Zhong Yan looked at the panel with delight.
[Name: Zhong Yan]
【Shouyuan: 46/94】
[Spiritual roots: Fire 30% (6528), Wood 48% (1006), Gold 14% (6896), Earth 10% (4158), Water 43% (3226)]
[Sacred consciousness: 145 (178/1000)]
[Realm: Seventh Level of Qi Refining (34w/195w)]
[Exercise techniques: "The Great Sun Treasure Sutra" (Elementary Level 4169/10000), "Heavenly Fire Technique" (Advanced Level 12/10000)]
[Spells: Great Void Technique (Perfection 8680/100w), Fengtian Jiuzhan (Perfection 3000/100w)...]
[Occupation: Puppet (Elementary Level 1618/10000), Talisman Making (Second Level Low Grade 12/10w), Formation (First Level Low Grade 3638/5000)]
[Binding: Taoist companion Yu Qingyao (33/100), Taoist companion Jiang Huan (19/136), wife Jiang Ping (24/63), concubine Yan Sandao (23/77)]
Among them, the longevity was reduced by two years, so naturally the rewards were given to Yan Sandao and Yu Qingyao.
For spell value and experience, three thousand were added to the 'Feng Tian Jiu Zhan', and the rest was put into the 'Great Void Technique'. Currently, 'Void Concealment' is more suitable.
Talisman making has just broken through to the second level of low-grade.
What is puzzling is that the purity of the spiritual root essence, with the highest wood attribute reaching 48%, has not affected the decrease in cultivation experience.
Zhong Yan estimates that it should reach a certain threshold, such as 50% or 60%.
But don't panic at all.
With Jiang Huan, the 'experience girl' here, the purity of the spiritual root essence will soon be filled up. Ten thousand of the Five Elements at a time, don't take it too easy in three to five months.
Once your qualifications are good, your cultivation level will not be far away.
"Don't talk about building the foundation, the golden elixir won't take many years!"
"It's great!"
Zhong Yan shook his head, and there was a fluctuation in the storage bag. A message came from Qi Xianzong - add ten yuan!
"OK!"
Zhong Yan replied with a smile.
The lottery is signed every ten years. Based on the qualifications the other party has shown before, he should be able to build a foundation in less than ten years. By then, there will be a little foundation-building helper in the clan.
The next two days.
Two men and one woman came to visit, willing to be guests of the Zhong Mansion.
Feng Xiaonan: Thirty-three-year-old female, with three spiritual roots, at the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining, a casual cultivator in the Kingdom of Wei...
Chen Kaize: A thirty-one-year-old man with three spiritual roots and a sixth level of Qi training. He was once an outer disciple of the Five Elements Sect...
Song Wenbin: A twenty-eight-year-old male, with three spiritual roots, fifth level of Qi training, and a casual cultivator in Yan country...
Zhong Yan asked more questions in detail and asked people to find out. Although one person did not meet the conditions, he still stayed to serve as a warning to the monkeys in the future.
All three of them signed a five-year agreement and lived directly in Zhong Mansion.
Rumors are spreading outside.
Zhongfu is waiting for the rabbit.
In the study room of Erchongyuan, Yu Qingyao asked: "It's been several days, why is there no movement?"
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "It's best not to come, so as not to waste my materials. I should have to wait a few more days."
After the words fell, Zhong Xiaozhong came in to report.
"Sir, Madam, the maid next to the Sixth Madam has disappeared. She went out the day before yesterday and never returned."
"oh?"
Zhong Yan blinked and said with a smile: "It seems that some people still can't hold it in. Let's go down and get ready."
"yes!"
Not long after, Yan Sandao came over and handed some pieces of paper: "Husband, I can only find so much. This is after summarizing."
Zhong Yan nodded and opened them one by one.
Peng Family: The Foundation Building Family, settled in Blue Sky Town, Blackwater City, with a second-level low-grade spiritual vein...
Peng Wanli: Twenty-five years old, unknown spiritual roots, ninth level of Qi refining, fifth among the three generations of the Peng family... He often calls himself 'Master' when outside, and carries a Taishi chair with him in his storage bag...
Peng Jingle: At least 130 years old, with three spiritual roots and the peak of the first level of foundation building. He is a member of the fourth generation of the Peng family and has not advanced in cultivation for more than ten years...
Zhong Yan was surprised. He had heard a message from the monks of the Keqing Mansion before, saying that the old man following Peng Wanli might be the Keqing, but it turned out that he was from a branch of the Peng family and was so old.
"Peng Wanli is quite senior."
Yan Sandao nodded and said: "There are nine generations of the Peng family, and there is also a second-generation ancestor who is in charge of the family. It is said that his life span is about to end.
Among the three generations, there were only four male monks before Peng Wanli, and the rest were all women.
Peng Wanli was the son of the second-generation ancestor in his old age. Although he was young, his status in the clan was extraordinary. "
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A few days later, the day before the beast fighting competition.
The Colosseum publishes the schedule and betting odds for each session.
Some restaurants and inns in the city also immediately opened private handicaps.
Early in the morning, the trading hall of the Colosseum was crowded with people. Many monks, warriors, and wealthy people gathered in the city, and they were talking about the odds posted on the wall.
"The peak beast slave on the first level of the foundation building versus the flying cloud red badger on the first level of the foundation building. How can it be a one-on-one match?"
"One on one, even if the realm is higher, it is difficult for a monk to defeat the Feiyun Red Badger!"
"Not necessarily. I heard that if the beast slave wins, he will be free. Maybe his potential will explode and he will win!"
"That's only twice as much. It's boring. I'm going to buy a peace."
As soon as these words came out, all eyes came to him, as if they were looking at a fool.
The odds of a tie are thirty-six times, which looks attractive, but in this kind of life-and-death duel, it is extremely rare for both parties to die together, which is equivalent to giving it away.
The man who spoke didn't take it seriously and said with a smile, "Can't I just buy a prayer bead?"
There was a burst of ridicule and ridicule.
"Wait a minute, the big customer hasn't made a move yet, he'll make a mistake later."
"..."
The handrail on the second floor.
Peng Wanli sat on the Grand Master's chair, holding a wine glass, scanning the noisy scene below and asked: "How is it?"
Bai Siyuan smiled and said: "Most people are in a wait-and-see state. If they buy, the bet is very small. But it is still early and the market is not yet heated, so there is no rush."
At this time, a monk led Gu Baiyu, who was wearing a blue palace skirt, forward.
"I have met Mr. Peng, Master Bai!"
Peng Wanli blinked, changed to a lazy sitting posture, and said with a smile: "Good morning, Mrs. Bai Yu, is Zhong Daoyou's injury okay?"
"Thank you for your concern, sir. My husband is fine and recovering."
"There are rumors outside that my Peng family intercepted your husband. What do you think, madam?"
"The young master is joking. They are all rumors and cannot be taken seriously. My husband and the young master cooperate happily and get along very well."
As he said that, Gu Baiyu took off the storage bag from his waist and put it on the table: "It is inconvenient for me to come here in person to heal my husband. Please forgive me. The two hundred spirit stones wish you great wealth and great achievements. In addition, I will take the place of my husband." My husband came to see it and wanted to place a bet and join in the fun."
Peng Wanli glanced at the storage bag and said with a smile: "Thank you Zhongfu for supporting me. Mr. Zhong will be in good health tomorrow and Peng will come to express his gratitude in person."
Bai Siyuan on the side waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mrs. Bai Yu, please come this way."
Gu Baiyu bowed and bowed, then followed him downstairs.
Not long after, under the gaze of many people, Gu Baiyu bought the opening 'Beast Slave' and won.
Immediately afterwards, an announcement sounded throughout the hall: "The Zhongfu bets five hundred low-grade spiritual stones, talismans and prayer beads worth a thousand spiritual stones..."
At the same time, betting details written on wooden signs were also hung on the wall.
Suddenly there was an uproar and discussion, constant breathing, and many energy fluctuations caused by sound transmission.
"It's a huge gamble!"
"This bet is not small even in the Fairy City Colosseum."
"Isn't it rumored that Zhong Yan was robbed by the Peng family? Why are you so supportive?"
"The Colosseum is open for business. Maybe the Zhong Mansion wants to win back some face."
"The Zhong Mansion actually chose a beast slave, do you want to follow?"
"Follow me, even if you lose, you'll have a big head to bear!"
"In this beast fighting competition, the first one is definitely the fairest one. Who knows if there will be any tricks in the subsequent ones, buy it!"
"..."
Upstairs, Peng Wanli looked satisfied: "Zhong Yan is quite generous."
It didn't take long.
The announcement sounded again in the main hall, and the Yang family bet eight hundred spirit stones and resources worth one thousand and two spirit stones, buying monsters to win.
"This... is like a bet between the Yang family and the Zhong family. With whom?"
"You can follow anyone, which means there is no problem in this game. It depends on your eyesight and luck!"
"The beast slave in the cage outside is wilted and has injuries on his body. I think Feiyun Red Badger has a better chance of winning."
"Let's buy the fourth game. The meat-crested python that participated in the battle had a perfect record before. There will definitely be many people buying this time. Let's do the opposite and the odds are high!"
Many monks communicated through messages, and the atmosphere was warm.
Famous forces and monks in the city, such as the City Lord's Mansion, Qiu Family, Pang Baodu, etc., all reported bets worth more than three hundred spirit stones.
"Here comes the light!"
Suddenly, with a shout, many people flocked to a handsome young male cultivator - Meng Yuliang, the 'Friend of Women'.
Since the Peng family took charge of the Colosseum, Meng Yuliang has been extremely lucky and has never lost. Some people speculate that his net worth has exceeded ten thousand spirit stones, which is enviable.
For a while, everyone followed suit and placed bets, including many ladies in gorgeous clothes.
Li Shangwen, who was sleeping in the army, came in disguise. When he saw it, he stepped forward and studded all the more than a hundred spiritual stones he had accumulated over the years, and bought them against Meng Yuliang.
"I don't believe in evil. My uncle said that nine out of ten bets are cheats. Are you so defiant that you can keep winning?!"
"Six times. If I win, I will leave it to my mother to defend herself. My uncle has too many women and it will be difficult to take care of him in the future."
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