"Sister, why do we have to focus on martial arts?"
"if not?"
"I mean, I can definitely ask Master for some handy spiritual weapons."
Bai Chen has opened up new ideas.
Why do you have to use martial arts to beat Hao Feng? Wouldn’t it be nice to simply crush the equipment?
Facing Ji Fanqing, whose expression could not be described as exciting, Bai Chen spoke eloquently:
"First of all, it is a spiritual weapon with high defensive power, which can defend against the armor of Nascent Soul monks."
"Hao Feng punched me, but I didn't need to activate the virtualization and it was still uninjured. I even smashed his hand."
"If you have defense, you can't lack attacks. The low-grade earth-level spiritual sword is quite powerful, but it's better to use a hidden weapon that can make the opponent incapacitated by piercing it."
"Especially the kind of quenching poison. Just rub it lightly and you'll foam at the mouth."
"Give me a cloak or something to hide my figure. Hao Feng won't be able to find me when I stand on the ring. It will catch him off guard and make him doubt his life."
…
After Bai Chen wasted countless seconds, Ji Fanqing said calmly: "Are you done?"
Bai Chen nodded.
Seeing Bai Chen nod, Ji Fanqing looked at him as if he was looking at a fool with a worrying IQ.
"You may not know what it means to be upright. And even if you are like this, don't forget that Hao Feng is also a direct disciple. He has been practicing in Qinglian Sword Sect longer than you. How about fighting for a spiritual weapon?"
"Are you sure you're not seeking death?"
"Talent aside, junior brother, your mind is really interesting."
"Senior sister is very curious, how on earth do you survive until now?"
"Oh! I guess you just bullied a mortal, and your brain has not grown at all. Otherwise, how could Lin Ling, who is more than ten years your junior, 'take care of' you for twenty years?"
Bai Chen's face turned blue and purple after being talked about, especially Ji Fanqing's "care".
No matter how harsh it sounds.
Totally a mental attack.
Even in the end, Bai Chen looked pale and begged: "Sister, senior sister, please, please stop talking..."
A poisonous tongue is a mental attack that cannot be resisted.
…
Under Tianjian Peak, at the big arena.
At this moment, the audience under the ring was buzzing with people, all discussing who would win and who would lose. The seats were packed, and there were even many disciples in mid-air, either wielding swords or standing in the air.
Anyway, I just want to watch a good show.
There are a few locations that stand out.
They were in groups, surrounding someone.
There were five or six such crowds, and the people surrounded were naturally of high status, including Lu Changxuan and Lin Ling.
Lin Ling had a cold face as Yun Ya chirped about how bad Bai Chen was, asking her to think carefully or ask Master Lin Ling to chop Bai Chen with his sword.
Lu Changxuan greeted the disciples around him amiably, maintaining his persona of a genial senior brother.
The remaining few people are also direct disciples and want to see Bai Chen's abilities.
Hao Feng was on the ring, waiting for Bai Chen to come.
However, there was no trace of nervousness in his eyes, instead he looked extremely confident.
The confident look seemed to say that victory was within easy reach, and the subsequent duel was regarded by Hao Feng as a performance, humiliating Bai Chen's performance.
Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a male disciple with sinister eyebrows suddenly rose into the sky.
This eye-catching behavior attracted everyone's attention without any surprise.
The male disciple shouted loudly: "Old rules, if you are in need of spiritual stones, spiritual weapons, subordinates... in short, if you are in need of money, just come to me."
"Have you ever wanted to get rich overnight? Have you ever had your eyes flashed by the light of a spiritual stone? Have you ever had a junior brother or junior sister look at you with admiration and say, 'Wow, you have a spiritual stone. Junior sister/junior sister love it to death. You got it? Have you ever thought about the vast resources for cultivation?"
"With me, you may fulfill all the above wishes at once, and of course you may become impoverished. But you think, there are four dreams above that can be realized at the cost of being a little bit poorer."
"What's there to be hesitant about? I'm done with it!"
The male disciple was vivid and emotional.
It was clearly about gambling, but Su Chen changed it into a lofty dream. One for four was even more nerve-wracking.
But I have to admit that monks just can't live without spiritual stones.
Under his mobilization, desire flashed in the eyes of many disciples, and fear flashed in the eyes of some rational disciples. It was obvious that these people were the ones who were destitute.
The male disciple's name is Su Chen, an inner sect disciple who joined at the same time as Ji Fanqing, but his realm is not as high as Ji Fanqing's, which is comparable to the combined realm.
When you join the Qinglian Sword Sect, you may not know who the sect leader is, but you must not know Su Chen.
Every time there was an important occasion, Su Chen would say "Buy it and leave it without refund".
How could the aloof and otherworldly Qinglian Sword Sect agree to such vulgar behavior?
No matter what...
"The Qinglian Sword Sect raised me and helped me practice. To express my gratitude to the sect, 70% of the income I earn will be handed over to the sect."
The sect’s internal affairs elders shouted: This kid can be taught!
What will happen if the disciple is poor?
Of course, it's to take on sect missions and earn spiritual stones.
Exorcise monsters, slay evil spirits, guard the borders, escort important personnel, collect precious spiritual plants...
During this period, the reputation of the Qinglian Sword Sect can be built up, and the sect can also enjoy a part of the commission, and even some disciples can bring back talented people.
And - seventy percent.
Too much is given.
When Hao Feng saw Su Chen, he flicked his finger and a space ring flew towards him, and then shouted: "Senior Brother Su, with 100 high-grade spiritual stones, beat me to win!"
After catching the space ring, Su Chen yelled to the crowd below: "Buy it and leave it, you are a fool, the odds are 1 to 10."
"10 middle-grade spiritual stones."
"20 middle-grade spiritual stones."
With Hao Feng taking the lead, a group of disciples began to place wild bets.
Su Chen was naturally crazy with joy.
deficit?
They're all idiots.
Have you ever seen a casino owner lose money?
Su Chen and Ji Fanqing were from the same era, and they were close acquaintances. In addition, there were not many disciples of the same period left over the years, so they were also close acquaintances.
so……
Before Ji Fanqing and Bai Chen practiced the Qinglian Sword Art, Su Chen asked for news.
Ji Fanqing just said: "500 high-grade spiritual stones."
"make a deal!"
"Senior Brother Su is really decisive. I can tell you for sure that Elder Mo will not make his sister sad, so... do you understand?"
"good, very good, excellent!"
"A bunch of sheep are eager to be slaughtered. They have been practicing for so many years and have no brain at all. They know that I won't make a loss-making business and still fall for it. It's really - great."
Thinking in his mind, Su Chen maintained the businessman's evil smile.
Laughing at the sheep.
Soon, Lu Changxuan walked over with a kind face.
