Kong Mingzi heard Jiang Fan's reply and sent the message again with a very satisfied tone:
"Yes, even though you are young, you know how to advance and retreat. In time, you will become a great person. If you have any questions about practice in the future, you can come here to see me."
"Although my cultivation level is not too high, I should be barely qualified to give guidance to a little guy like you."
Jiang Fan was overjoyed when he heard this.
I accidentally got the appreciation of this senior Kong Mingzi, which can be regarded as a big unexpected gain.
He respectfully replied:
"Thank you, senior."
"It doesn't matter... By the way, as far as I know, the monks in front of you are not good people. What they did involves eroding the foundation of my spiritual heart valley."
"I can tell that you probably have some special purpose and took the initiative to contact them. Although I don't know what you want to do, remember to be more careful and stay out of their way."
Jiang Fan was a little shocked when he heard these words Kong Mingzi suddenly said.
He sighed silently, he was indeed an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, his eyelashes were all empty, and his eyesight was really admirable.
He had obviously pretended to be very good, but the other party still saw the clues at a glance.
Fortunately, the other party was born in the Spiritual Heart Valley and had no ill intentions toward him. Otherwise, he might not even know how he died.
When Jiang Fan thought of this, he secretly thought that he was lucky.
He chewed on these words of the other party over and over, and suddenly his heart moved.
Senior Kong Mingzi seemed to know a lot. Could he ask him for details so that he could prepare a response in advance?
Everything in the world is like chess, and the best chess players always make decisions before making moves.
The better you know your enemy, the less likely you are to overturn.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan continued to send messages and asked:
"Senior, can you tell me more detailed information about the monks in front of me?"
Kong Mingzi was silent for a while, and then slowly replied via voice transmission:
"I can only tell you the most superficial things. For example, these monks in front of you are hooking up with a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk named Yu Zhengyang."
"The two of them cooperated to set up a trap to trap monks like you who carry a large number of spiritual stones."
"This monk named Wan uses his strong background to not be afraid of being troubled by others. He is responsible for irritating monks like you into the game and betting against them."
"And then, the monk named Yu Zhengyang used some secret technique of practice to let the monks who entered the situation unknowingly inject all the spiritual stones in their bodies."
These words of Kong Mingzi were much more detailed than what Xiaoqin, the maid in white, told Jiang Fan.
He digested it for a while and continued to ask:
"Then if they do this, aren't they afraid of losing in the gambling mode and ending up shooting themselves in the foot?"
Kong Mingzi heard Jiang Fan's question and replied:
"They have a special elixir that can be fed to a child who has not yet awakened his spiritual roots, so that the child can start awakening his spiritual roots in advance."
"The consequence is that no matter what kind of spiritual roots are originally contained in the body of this child who takes the elixir, all of them will have useless spiritual roots with all seven attributes."
"In this way, they only need to bet on the waste spirit root with all seven attributes to ensure that they win the bet."
"Haha, they thought that wearing those broken beads could block my perception of them, but they didn't know that I could see every move they made."
Jiang Fan was shocked when he heard Kong Mingzi's explanation.
He then asked:
"Senior, they actually do such a thing, why don't you stop them?"
Hearing this, Kong Mingzi was silent for a long time before he responded again:
"I can only tell you four words, the time has not come yet..."
"This matter... is of great importance. It involves the game between our Spiritual Heart Valley and another Immortal Sect. It is the most confidential information."
"Your identity does not qualify you to know the specific inside story. Even the girl who came with you has to take another step up."
Jiang Fan was horrified when he heard this.
It seemed that he had accidentally come into contact with a great secret.
He thought for a moment and replied quickly:
"Since the stakes are so important, I won't ask any more questions, senior. Thank you, senior, for clearing up the confusion."
Kong Mingzi hummed, and then his voice fell completely silent.
The voice conversation between the two came to an end.
Jiang Fan frowned and thought for a long time.
It wasn't until he completely digested this information that he turned his attention to the monks lying on the ground.
Then, he snorted coldly and slowly collected the tyrannical aura he exuded back into his body.
At the same time, Wan Guiming was going through a torment in his heart.
He knew that the mysterious young monk in front of him carried at least thirty thousand spiritual stones in the storage jade bracelet on his wrist.
If today I can join forces with the monk in blue shirt and successfully make a move, then the reward I can get from it will be at least 3,000 spirit stones.
This number is really too tempting.
But this matter is not foolproof.
Because the background of this young monk seems to be quite extraordinary.
As for how strong it is specifically, I don't know.
If you still need to be restricted by the no-hands-on rule set by the owner of this place, Kong Mingzi, then of course it doesn't matter.
But if the opponent's background is strong enough to completely ignore the rules here, then I may be in danger of falling.
Therefore, this time, real opportunities and dangers coexist.
Do you want to take a gamble yourself?
Wan Guiming gritted his teeth, and his eyes were clear and clear for a while, and then full of greed, the cycle went back and forth, swinging unsteadily.
Until Jiang Fan gathered his momentum back into his body, he couldn't make up his mind.
At this time, the fat white monk named Li Tianzong found that the heavy pressure that had been pressing on him suddenly disappeared, and he began to breathe heavily.
In just half a stick of incense, he felt what it was like to be on the verge of death.
This is the first time in his nearly twenty years of life that he has felt such helplessness.
The fat white monk looked pale and was sweating profusely, as if he had just climbed out of the water.
He lay on the ground and rested for a long time before he could regain some strength.
Afterwards, his limbs stretched on the ground for a long time, and then his legs trembled and he barely stood up.
He raised his head and looked at the young monk in front of him who was a head and a half taller than him, always looking down at him in a condescending manner. While feeling fear in his heart, he also felt an inexplicable extreme anger.
Ever since he was born, he has been regarded as the darling and the darling of the entire Li family.
Especially after awakening the spiritual roots, no matter how excessive the request is, the family will do everything possible to satisfy it.
When have you ever felt this wronged?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help clenching his fists, trembling all over, and his face was twisted and ferocious.
Chapter 107: Get a glimpse of the inside story
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