The young monks of the Lishan Taoist Association were fighting on the stage, and the onlookers below naturally had to bet on who would lose and who would win, and how many places he would get.
This kind of thing happens in every Dao discussion meeting, and some people even play a big game, throwing nearly one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones into it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a huge gamble.
You must know that Chen Xuan looted the treasure houses of so many sects and only managed to collect more than one million middle-grade spiritual stones!
It was just a small gamble, but someone actually spent 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones!
This is evident from the large scale of Lishan Ling Casino, an affiliated organization of Lishan Taoism Association.
Seeing that all nine participating geniuses from his sect were killed by this man wearing a bamboo hat, Xiao Ling was so angry that he almost went crazy.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, but a spiritual stone carved coffee table in front of him was smashed into pieces by his palm. Xiao Ling's narrow eyes flashed with furious light, as if there were two fires burning. This This kind of gaze made everyone around him lower their heads, fearful in their hearts, not daring to talk to him, for fear of touching their brows and being slapped to death by his palm.
This kind of thing has never happened.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside his box.
As soon as Xiao Ling heard this, he knew that the person he sent out to find out the details of the young man in the bamboo hat was back. A sinister look suddenly flashed on his face, "I want to see who you are!" Soon! , an elder in black walked in and stood in front of Xiao Ling.
"Tell me, what have you found out?" The elder in black looked a little embarrassed and said with a wry smile, "Reporting to the sect master, this boy's origin is quite strange. When I checked, I couldn't find anything. I only know that This man suddenly appeared in Lishanfang City, acting in a very high-profile manner, but he was accompanied by several slaves, a strong man, a fat man and a little girl who had a close relationship with him."
"Appeared suddenly? Acting extremely arrogantly?" Fang Zeyuan pondered in his heart, "There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Lishanfang City. This person actually dares to act arrogantly here. He seems to have some capital? What are the strengths of the slaves he follows?"
"Reporting to the sect master, the strong man is of ordinary strength, but the fat man is completely unpredictable. According to the owner of the inn where they live, this fat man is simply unfathomable! He is definitely a powerful person!" Xiao Lingyi Listen, he became even more silent, acted arrogantly, took generous actions, and brought a servant with strong cultivation. No matter from any sign, it was clear that he was a figure with a big background behind him.
"Hmph! Is he a disciple of some major sect? He is dissatisfied with my Xiaozhen Martial Academy, so he deliberately uses this method to disgust us? He is just a disciple. No matter how strong he is, he can't be much stronger. Even if there are masters to protect him, can he? How many of us are not masters? Otherwise, when he leaves the Lishan Lun Dojo, we will keep him unaware..." A Dharma King master from the Xiaozhen Martial Academy said with a cold expression and a violent murderous intent.
Xiao Ling waved his hand and said coldly, "This matter must not be let go like this. However, our Xiaozhen Martial Academy has just established a sect and its foundation is not stable. However, we need to be careful about this matter. No matter how careful we are, it is still far away from Li." It will take a long time before the Shanlun Taoist meeting is over, so let’s take our time to figure it out…”
As he spoke, a sinister light flashed through Xiao Ling's eyes, and all kinds of vicious strategies flashed through his heart one by one.
But at this moment, Chen Xuan didn't know that someone was already plotting against him crazily.
But even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. Ever since he saw the scroll of that day, he knew that this Dao Discussion Conference would probably not end well. Many people would be offended in this competition. Master's.
When he leaves the Lishan Dao Forum, he will definitely encounter many people chasing him.
Chen Xuan was already prepared.
The so-called not itching after having too many lice is probably his current state of mind.
At this moment, Chen Xuan was hiding in an underground pit in the forest of the killing field.
Naturally, he dug this hole himself. He hid in it, blocking his own breath and detection from the outside world.
He stretched out his hand and touched the storage ring, and the green-colored soul-lighting sword appeared in his palm.
On the cold edge of the soul-illuminating sword, two sinister faces were howling silently, staring at him with eyes full of hatred.
"Get up!" He stretched out a finger and tapped the sword lightly, and a strange blood-colored rune flew out from Chen Xuan's fingertips and fell into the sword.
As soon as the rune fell into the sword, it immediately turned into a small bloody net, wrapping a ghostly face. With a sharp tug, the soul of the ghostly face was grabbed out of the sword.
"You little bastard! You must die a good death! I, the master of Zhenwu, will not let you go!" The grimace howled miserably and cursed viciously at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan ignored him and just chanted a spell in his mouth, and mysterious runes flew out from his palm one by one and fell into the body of the ghost-faced soul.
A moment later, bursts of shrill howls erupted from the small underground cave.
The soundproof formation set up by Chen Xuan was almost shattered by the shrill howl.
You can imagine what miserable things this ghost-faced soul has gone through.
Chen Xuan's method of torture to extract confessions was extraordinary. The two of them were no match at all. They just wanted to tell Chen Xuan how many birthmarks his best friend had on his body.
Chen Xuan naturally got the news he wanted as he wished.
Li Bayang was indeed not dead as he had guessed.
Nor did he hand over the magical power to suppress the religion.
Of course, if he refuses to hand over the magical power of suppressing the religion, the torture he will suffer is not trivial. He is also a Dharma King with extremely strong vitality, and his daily life is simply extremely miserable.
Chen Xuan felt pity in his heart when he thought of this, and wished he could rescue the old man immediately.
But there was no way, his cultivation level was still too low, even if he had the help of the wretched chicken, there was no way to bring Li Bayang out.
The reason is very simple. You think, that place must be heavily guarded. Although the wretched chicken can come in and out freely, it cannot make Li Bayang invisible.
According to the news Chen Xuan just received, the place where Li Bayang is imprisoned is guarded by at least three masters of the Dharma King for a long time.
Li Bayang has been locked up for so long, and even if he is released by Chen Xuan, his cultivation will not be restored immediately.
And even if Chen Xuan found a sky-high price for the elixir, he immediately recovered. With his strength, the possibility of defeating the three Dharma Kings and escaping was almost zero.
Chen Xuan must at least have the strength to kill a Dharma King before he can be rescued.
