The betting incident was not about how long Yu Chuiyun and Shan Chun would stay inside, because everyone was leaning toward Shan Chun, a genius at the Golden Core Realm, and the odds were not high, so naturally there was nothing to say.
Most people initially bet on how many days Shan Chun could stay there.
You Chuiyun was naturally ignored selectively.
"Who is our Young Master? Staying for three days is not a problem. I bet on more than three days! Breaking the record. No, this jade pendant is my bet!" Liu Tong is naturally a habitual flatterer...
"I bet Shaozong can stay for four days! For sure."
Of course, there are also fans who are not fans of Shan Chun, but fans of Wen Renzhuxiao or others.
They were not that cold to Shan Chun. Although they admired Shan Chun very much, they didn't think Shan Chun could break the record.
"I bet he can't last two days! Senior Sister Wenren's record is only three days. How could Shan Chun be so good... Well, Shaozong, he won't be as powerful as Senior Sister Wenren."
"Yes, Senior Brother Nangong Shenxiao's record is only two days old... Shan Shaozong should be about the same!"
At this time, another voice also appeared.
“You have all forgotten a crucial thing!
That is - Shan Chun actually entered the Tianmen for the second time - logically, my Tianmen disciples would have opened the Tianmen again when the Yuanshen transformed into a god, but Shaozong, this time he enters the Tianmen at the Golden Core Realm, what will he gain? What kind of fate, no one knows. "
If it weren't for this kind of voice, everyone would have forgotten that this was Shan Chun's second time entering Tianmen.
Therefore, people have high hopes for him, hoping that he can break the record and persist beyond the third day in Tianmen.
Everyone is paying attention to Nantianmen and their young sect.
first day.
Everyone was chatting and laughing, and occasionally someone mentioned a bet. These people were betting that You Chuiyun would not last a day.
Because most people don't last for less than a day.
Unexpectedly, the moon rose on time on the first day, and at midnight the sun was behind and the moonlight spread all over the 108th Peak of Nantianmen.
There are two clay figurine disciples carrying baskets. They have just handed over the herbs they picked in the Golden Hall. They are covered in mud and are in a state of embarrassment. But they have a rich harvest today. They picked two seventh-grade plants and can earn At least thirty contribution points.
However, when the disciple in charge told them that they could only get fifteen contribution points in exchange.
Li Ziyi, who has a more impulsive personality, is about to fall out on the spot. This seventeen-year-old boy has a rough face and a relatively strong body, and can overturn the table in front of him.
That's exactly what he did. He punched the bill and then flipped the table over.
But Guo Huai held down the table and held him down.
As a senior brother, although Guo Huai is only two months older than Li Ziyi, Guo Huai's calm mind often prevents Li Ziyi's impulsive behavior.
Same this time.
Guo Huai calmly glanced at the Foundation Establishment Deacon disciples who had noticed the strange noise here. He smiled apologetically and used his arms like bamboo tubes to hold Li Ziyi down on the seat.
"Brother, they deducted our contribution points again this time, a total of fifteen points!"
The dust on Li Ziyi's face made his expression even more fierce.
"I know."
"But this is what we go through life and death..."
"Shut up!"
There was already some commotion here. For example, the woman inside the silver railing leaned back and looked at the two of them warily.
Her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to call someone at any moment.
"Senior sister, it's okay! We are just a little tired."
Guo Huai stopped the woman inside the railing from calling someone in time.
The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "It's best this way."
With a smile on his face, Guo Huai handed over the bill respectfully, then suppressed Li Ziyi and left Huanghuangtang.
All the way to the door, Li Ziyi finally broke out. He stamped his feet angrily: "That's fifteen contribution points! Senior brother, we have enough food for two months... Don't you know that senior brother is going to build a foundation?" Well...now is the time when we need to contribute."
Guo Huai sighed and patted his brother on the shoulder: "Let's go, this is our fate."
"What a waste of life, I don't accept it. Why should we be greedy for our contribution, just because we have no status at all in Cunjin Peak?"
Li Ziyi slapped Guo Huai's hand away. This time he couldn't help it.
"You also know that we live in Cunjin Peak. There are some things in this world that cannot be explained."
"Then let others bully you?"
"Of course not - hibernate, never act on impulse, practice hard, and God will reward your hard work."
Guo Huai looked at the brilliant starry sky. The closed Nantian Gate still turned into a giant object in the sky and blocked the moonlight.
"It's past midnight, Senior Brother You can survive the next day."
The indignant Li Ziyi gradually calmed down at this time, looking at the Tianmen in the starry sky with obsession.
"Senior brother...you said we can one day..."
Then Li Ziyi was knocked hard by Guo Huai, who was not as tall as him.
It's not loud, but it's loud.
"Let's go home and tell everyone the good news."
"Oh...go home."
Li Ziyi covered his head, and the two of them left the place in a hurry, carrying tattered backpacks, and returned to their so-called home.
——
The third day.
Nantianmen hangs high in the sky, and many experts have flown forward to investigate. However, there are less than ten people who can climb onto the open space in front of the door, and less than three people who can approach the door.
Two of the three people are the heads of Nantianmen, and one is an expert whose identity is unknown.
And the two masters appeared together and just touched the heavenly gate that appeared in this mythical story...
The situation that people hoped for did not happen, that is, these experts opened the Nantian Gate again.
Of course, this is something that is difficult to happen. If you practice in Nantianmen, you can only open the Tianmen twice in your life, usually once to build the foundation and once to transform the soul or spirit.
The method used is unique to Nantianmen.
In other words, the Tingfeng Realm can open the Heaven's Gate, no, maybe it is the only one in the Three Thousand Lower Realms who can open the Heaven's Gate openly and openly.
This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Nantianmen can become a rising star and rank among the five major sects within hundreds of years.
The benefits that can be obtained from Tianmen are simply unimaginable, and even the spiritual energy of the original ancient god world overflowing from Tianmen can be turned into luck.
This is one of the reasons why the dynasty attaches great importance to Nantianmen.
On Nantian Peak, many disciples stopped to watch.
There was also a lot of discussion.
"Holy shit, that You Chuiyun can last until the third day! I really don't believe it, I can't believe... He is not from my Nantianmen, but he can survive until the third day."
However, what is surprising is that now a small group of people are willing to speak for You Chuiyun.
"Isn't You Chuiyun now a member of our Nantianmen? He can actually be considered a member of our Nantianmen."
"Yes, You Chuiyun's father is the Seven Palms Master of our Nantian Clan. Although he has never met anyone, he is also the Seven Palms Master. Logically speaking, You Chuiyun is still a nobleman of the Nantian Clan."
These words are indeed based on facts. According to this principle, Nantianmen still has to respect You Chuiyun and treat You Chuiyun well.
"Seven Palm Lord? Come on, I've never seen him before... maybe he's dead a long time ago. What is Yubukiyun... let me guess, a mixed-blood bastard?"
Although this statement is ugly, the fact is that You Chuiyun's name is a piece of shit in Nantianmen. If you are interested, you can throw stones at it.
However, what happened now was something that left those who were hostile to You Chuiyun speechless.
"Haha, you said You Chuiyun is a bastard, but he opened the Heavenly Gate to build the foundation. It has been three days now, and he has lasted longer than most people... Which of you can do it? Not to mention others, how many of you can do it? Who in the Golden Core Realm can open the Gate of Heaven?)”
These words really made most people shut up...because they couldn't do it. They were the purest Nantianmen disciples, but most people would never be able to open the Tianmen in their lifetime.
They are not amazing and talented people. Most of them live their lives in a mediocre way.
"He survived the third day... Most of you lost the bet you made before... Although many of you won't admit it, you have to admit one thing - Yu Chuiyun is indeed a genius."
At this time, a pretty-looking senior sister spoke. Her status was obviously higher. Although the disciples listening to her were not angry, they did not dare to show their dissatisfaction on their faces.
Her name is Bai Lu, and she is the eldest sister of the Bai family. Although she is not a biological relative, she has a much better relationship than many biological sisters.
When she spoke, there were naturally few people who refuted her words.
However, everyone is gathered here today not just to brag and spank, but because today and tomorrow are to witness whether You Chuiyun and Shan Chun can survive the third day.
Bai Lu didn't know how difficult the third day would be, but a few disciples of this generation of Nantianmen knew about it, including Wenren Zhuxiao and Nangong Shenxiao.
Both of them survived the third day, but were sent out at the interface with the fourth day.
This is enough to prove how difficult it is in Nantianmen.
The night is already deep.
But the whole Tianmen in the south became restless. People put down their things one after another and lit one open flame after another in the cold wind. They waited quietly.
They looked at the Tianmen at night, and they looked forward to it.
But in their hearts, they don't want this heavenly door to be truly opened.
The cold wind howled, and tens of thousands of people stopped to watch the Tianmen.
The time is about to pass.
The night is cold enough.
At this time, thousands of households will close their doors tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing in...
But there is still a door open, under the gaze of thousands of people.
People stretched their necks, as if they could see clearly what the people in the little gap looked like.
"Hey, who is that? Who do you think that is?"
"Shut up, don't yell."
This is a sacred moment, this is a returning warrior, an example for everyone in Nantianmen.
He stood in the middle of the slowly opening door.
Shan Chun was still dressed in white and shengxue, but there was a small red flower on his forehead...
He stood on the gate of heaven, his Dharma reflected the heaven and earth, just like a god.
