Chapter 70 A small gambling pleasure

Style: Fantasy Author: middle and lowWords: 3136Update Time: 24/01/18 20:22:16
On the top of the mountain, the three elders meditated quietly.

When their strength reaches their level, sometimes it is normal to sit there for months or years, but for them, just half a year is really too ordinary.

Ling Yun, Chen Feng, and Wu Hong were not very patient. From the first time they met, they complimented each other. After half a year, they also had some more ideas in their minds.

After calculating the time, everyone who entered the elixir garden was almost out, so Chen Feng rolled his eyes and said: "Ling Yun, Wu Hong, the elixir garden will be closed soon. Which sect do you think is likely to win this time?"

After half a year of getting along, the three of them no longer call each other senior brothers, but call each other by their first names.

Wu Hong smiled slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "It's hard to say. Each of the three factions has its own strengths. It probably depends on chance."

"No need to guess, we will naturally win the first place against Wuzong this time." Ling Yun said confidently without even thinking about it.

"That's not necessarily true. We in Lingwu Sect also have many strong men." Ling Yun's confidence made Chen Feng very dissatisfied.

The people who entered the elixir garden this time were almost all their own after being screened by themselves. The ten disciples of the inner sect were even more powerful. There was no reason why they should not be number one.

"Haha, let's wait and see. The Zhan Wuzong will definitely be the first. As for the two of you, you can fight for the other two places." Ling Yun said with a smile. The Zhan Wuzong has been well prepared for decades of calculations, and he has full confidence.

Wu Hong just smiled and said nothing, but Chen Feng was unwilling and said dissatisfied: "Ling Yun, you are talking too much. Don't be overconfident."

"If you don't believe it, we can make a small bet."

"How to bet?"

"How about just betting on a low-grade Yuan Stone?" Ling Yun said with a smile.

"Low-grade Yuan Stone." Chen Feng's expression changed slightly.

There is spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The monks absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turn the spiritual energy into true energy, and break through each realm. The true energy transforms into innate true energy, then changes again, and finally turns into Yuan force, achieving the True Yuan state.

There is Yuan Power between heaven and earth. A strong person in the True Yuan Realm can directly absorb and refine it, getting twice the result with half the effort. There are also some Yuan Powers that become solid by chance because they are too strong, and are known as Yuan Stones. Yuan Stone is the crystallization of True Yuan Power. It is the favorite of those who are strong in the True Yuan Realm. It is also the common currency of Tianwu Continent.

It’s just that this kind of currency is inaccessible to those in the True Qi realm. Even in the innate realm, it is difficult to own a complete low-grade Yuan stone. Most people use broken Yuan stones. As the name suggests, some broken Yuan stones. The energy is not pure Yuan Stone.

Ling Yun's small bet was just a low-grade Yuan Stone. For a person in the innate realm, this was definitely not a small bet, it could almost be called a huge gamble.

A low-grade Yuan Stone can be exchanged for at least a hundred Yuan Stones, and an ordinary innate being can have ten or eight Yuan Stones in his hands, which can almost make him a wealthy person.

"A piece of low-grade Yuan Stone." Wu Hong, who had always been indifferent, his face also changed slightly. This bet was far greater than he imagined.

"That's right, I'm happy with my little gambling." Ling Yun nodded, very satisfied with the change in their expressions, and felt complacent.

"Is this still a small bet?" Chen Feng said reluctantly, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Ling Yun, so he nodded and said: "Okay, a small bet is a small bet, just a low-grade Yuan Stone."

"Wu Hong, where are you?" Ling Yun looked at Wu Hong again.

"Haha, you bet, I won't participate." Wu Hong shook his head and smiled.

"What, Wu Hong? You are not too poor to afford a low-grade Yuan Stone, are you? Have your Xuanwu Sect fallen into such a state of decline?" A flash of contempt flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. He had just lost face in front of Ling Yun. When I got it back from Wu Hong.

"Wu Hong, let's have fun. Small gambling is fun and big gambling is harmful to the body. We are just having a small fight. It's just a low-grade Yuan stone. Why should we care so much? Everyone is just having fun." Ling Yun also said, but the expression on his face Disdain is very obvious.

"Okay, let's just have fun." Wu Hong finally nodded.

"Haha, that's right." Ling Yun laughed, already calculating the profits this time.

The three elders sat cross-legged in the distance, saying nothing, and seemed not to notice the three people gambling.

After a long time, the elders sitting cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes.

"Half a year has passed, and it's time for the disciples of the three sects to return."

On the top of the mountain, there was a sudden rumble, the space began to distort, and surging energy surged crazily.

Ling Yun and the other three people stepped back one after another. This energy was really terrifying.

"This elixir garden is really mysterious. It takes a lot of real energy to open it, but when it is closed, an inexplicable energy appears."

"Yes, the elixir garden is too mysterious. Unfortunately, we can't enter to investigate."

"Half a year is too short. I just don't know how they will gain this time."

The space was distorted, as if a powerful force was tearing this place apart. With a chirping sound, the space on the top of the mountain shattered, and a large black crack appeared. Boundless energy filled the top of the mountain. Ling Yun and others retreated again, and the three elders' bodies surface The true energy mask made a chirping sound.

The cracks spread and became pitch black, like a huge mouth of the underworld, extremely deep, and like a bottomless pit with no end.

After the raging energy dissipated, the space here finally stabilized. Large cracks appeared on the top of the mountain, and figures appeared one after another.

Half a year has passed, and the person who entered the spiritual medicine garden finally appears.

When entering, many monks were surging, like a tide, swarming in. When they came out, they were scattered and sparse, and the number was greatly reduced. Coupled with Zhan Wuzong's deliberate calculation, entering the spiritual medicine garden this time, he survived. Only one tenth of the monks came down.

In other words, only dozens of hundreds of people can come out alive.

The first ones to come out were the disciples of Lingwu Sect. They were frightened in the spiritual medicine garden and hid all day long. They were afraid that Zi Chen would come and kill them and a big crack would open. They were the first to rush out. With panic on their faces, they walked up to the great elder. In front of me, my mood became much more stable.

The great elder frowned slightly, feeling something bad in his heart.

The disciples of the Lingwu Sect appeared sparsely, with only a few dozen people in front and behind them. Almost everyone was frightened and in a panic.

These people are all at the eighth and seventh levels of strength, and there are almost no ninth-level infuriating people. As for the inner sect ten sons and others who are at the tenth level of infuriating energy, none of them appear.

"Chen Feng, your people seem to be in a bad mood. The ten disciples of the inner sect didn't show up?" Ling Yun smiled faintly, but he was very dissatisfied. According to their previous calculations, the number of people from the Lingwu Sect who could come out alive this time would not exceed twenty. people.

"Hmph, don't be anxious. The strong ones are the last ones to appear. Only in this way can there be a faction." Chen Feng snorted coldly, feeling something bad in his heart.

Disciples appeared one after another, and finally the disciples of Lingwu Sect settled on the thirty-eighth position, followed closely by the disciples of Zhanwu Sect. They were even worse. When they walked out of the crack, they looked frightened, and their clothes were in tatters and full of stains. There was blood, and some even had multiple stab wounds and sword wounds on their bodies, and their lives were in danger.

"What's going on?" Elder Zhanwu Zongge, who had a calm face before, changed slightly at this moment. When the elixir garden was opened in the past, although there were battles, it was definitely not like today. Everyone was injured, and some were very injured. Several knife marks.

Even after seeing him as an elder, he didn't calm down.

Fighting is allowed in the elixir garden, but it is all for the purpose of robbing the elixir. It is far from what it is like today, where each person was stabbed dozens of times. This is not about robbing the elixir, it is simply murder and silence.

"Haha, Ling Yun, the disciples of your sect seem to be in bad shape. All of them are about to die." Chen Feng mocked at the right time.

"Huh!" Ling Yun's face was gloomy and he said nothing. Things seemed to have changed, and now was not the time to ask further questions.

The disciples of the Zhan Wuzong came out one after another, and then divided into two groups. One group had frightened eyes, wounds on their bodies, and some were still bleeding. They were very few in number and gathered together. The other group looked at each other angrily, and their numbers were no bigger than the other group. More or less, this is a conflict between sects.

Ling Yun's heart sank to the bottom. After waiting for a long time, no one he wanted to wait for came out.

In the early morning, Ling Fei, Xie Qiu, Chen Chong, etc., none of them showed up. Things have changed, and Ling Yun's expression has also changed drastically. If this matter fails, he will bear a great responsibility.

After the Zhan Wuzong, there were the people from the Xuanwu Sect. The Xuanwu Sect had a large number of people. After the disciples appeared, they still looked angry. They were holding long knives in each hand, and some of the swords were still bleeding. They looked in the direction of the Zhanwu Zong with murderous intent.

"What exactly is going on?"

The three elders were confused, but they didn't know what happened.

Moreover, this matter is extremely weird. So far, no one with a level nine or above of Qi has appeared.

Ling Yun's face was gloomy, and there was a ghost in his heart. The other two people also had a bad feeling in their hearts, but then, another figure appeared.

Liang Guang, who was at the tenth level of Qi, came out.

This is the first strong person above the ninth level of true energy, and the appearance of Liang Guang also heralds the emergence of a truly strong person.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yi, Lu Peng, and some strong men from the Xuanwu Sect appeared. But out of the eleven tenth-level Qi powerhouses from the Xuanwu Sect, only five came out this time.

The group of people came out and walked towards Elder Zhang, and then gathered together, but when they looked at Zhan Wuzong, their eyes were very unkind.

"How could this happen?" Ling Yun couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Mu Yi and others appearing. The situation in front of him was a bit abnormal and far deviated from the plan.

"Huh!" Wu Hong breathed a sigh of relief and was determined. He didn't care about the outcome of the bet, but he just didn't want anything to happen to Mu Yi and the others.

Ling Yun wanted to question Qing Chen and was waiting for him to show up. Chen Feng was also waiting for Xu Yan to show up and wanted to ask him how things were going.

So, under the gaze of the two people, a figure walked out of the big crack again. The leader was a cold young man, exuding an aura that repelled people thousands of miles away. It was Zhang Haotian.

After Zhang Haotian, there was a very ordinary young man. Then, everyone's eyes lit up. Two beauties, Lin Xue and Su Mengyao, walked out of the crack. They were both slim and graceful, and their lotus steps moved lightly. One was like a green lotus, and the other was like a goddess. , immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

The two of them were very relaxed, with a faint smile on their lips. When they came out, they looked at the crack behind them, and then another white shadow appeared.