I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 379
Competitions in the arena do not necessarily have to be life-and-death situations. Shen Qinglan did not intend to kill anyone just because of a competition.

Wu Cheng, who was urged to surrender, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the deacon at the entrance of the fighting field.

Shen Qinglan's magnification is not low, so the Crystal Palace will definitely lose a lot of spirit stones, and he can't bear the blame.

He stood there hesitating for a moment, but Shen Qinglan didn't make a move, and stood there waiting for his answer.

Finally Wu Cheng raised his head, "I lost."

Shen Qinglan grinned, and walked towards the column with the spirit stones like an expert. There were only [-] spirit stones on it, and she lost the previous bet.

As for her winning the bet with the monk, I can only say that today's fortune is really good!
The monk has long been laughing until he sees his teeth and sees his eyes. If he is not careful, he has earned millions of spirit stones.

"We can't go back today, alas, this is really, hahahaha, hahahaha."

After finally suppressing his laughter, the monk continued, "When I come on stage, you can make a note of it and buy 100 million spirit stones."

Shen Qinglan sighed, "Is Master too confident in himself?"

The monk was not annoyed at all, "If you can't beat you, can you still beat them?"

Shen Qinglan looked at the deacon's office at the door, "Let's not say whether we can fight or not, I think it is unlikely that our name will appear again in the future."

The monk didn't respond for a moment, "Why?"

"intuition."

After Shen Qinglan said two words, she took the lead to walk to the deacon and handed him the crystal card, "Please help me to register for tomorrow's competition."

The deacon elder showed a standard eight-teeth smile, "Okay, fellow daoist, please wait a moment."

At this time, the pair after Shen Qinglan's exit had already entered the field, and two more name tags fell out of the three crystal boxes.

Seeing that there was no one of his own, the monk asked casually, "I wonder if the poor monk will be in line today."

The deacon elder kept smiling, "The names on the field are randomly drawn, and there may not be any names of fellow daoists today, but don't worry, fellow daoists, if you win the name of a fellow daoist, the crystal card in your hand will There is a reminder, fellow daoists can come back at that time. If you want to visit other places in the Crystal Palace on the way, please feel free to do so.”

Shen Qinglan's eyes flickered, and it was as expected as she guessed.

Seeing that she was too strong, the fighting field refused to accept her, including the monk who was with her.

The bonuses obtained in the competition are all decimals, but no more than [-] spirit stones.

The thing that Shen Qinglan and the two are most obsessed with is that they are strong, and they have placed a heavy bet on themselves.

It didn't violate the rules, but they just stopped playing with them.

But this Crystal Palace didn't intend to use any despicable means, just stop playing if they lost, it's okay, it's not a big black shop.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why the reputation of Crystal Palace is not bad in the Eastern Region.

Shen Qinglan walked out, and the monk asked her, "What does this mean?"

"That's why it's impossible for the names of Fire Fist Ah Qing and Sun Xingzhe to appear in his box."

Monk:  …

He is not stupid, he can guess it after thinking about it, "Is that box really a teleportation array?"

Otherwise, how can it be explained that the name can be controlled by them themselves, and they can only throw whoever they want after making arrangements behind the scenes.

Shen Qinglan choked her mouth, "I guess, but it's probably close to ten."

The monk let out a sigh, "If you say it like this, then what kind of formation master is nothing more than mediocre, alas..."

Shen Qinglan didn't say anything, it was indeed a coincidence.

In the huge Crystal Palace, the two have already been blacklisted by the fighting field.

But because he earned a lot of spirit stones, this little bit of unpleasantness was quickly thrown away.

What do you do the first time you make money?
Naturally, it's a day of debauchery! ——
Liangchen Pavilion.

In the Crystal Palace, there are singing and dancing all the year round.

Shen Qinglan and the monk chose a place, and two waiters came to pour wine for them.

The one kneeling beside Shen Qinglan was a little brother in the mid-stage of Qi refining, with delicate features and good looks.

Kneeling next to the bald monk was a female nun in white.

After the two waiters poured wine for them, they lowered their heads and waited.

As long as Shen Qinglan or the monk drank the wine in the glass, they would immediately pour another glass, very courteous.

Liangchen Pavilion is lined with high platforms on all sides, with several floors in total, and each floor has monks or one or a group of you coming and going, it is very lively.

In the open space surrounded by the attic, there is a suspended platform in mid-air.

There are also a dozen young men and women dancing on the platform.

Most of these people are qi refining and a few foundation building monks, and the platform under their feet is also a bit strange. All of them fly on the platform without touching the ground, and draw a five-color picture scroll with the five elements of aura from time to time.

Sometimes there are bright red petals flying down, sometimes there are beautiful white snowflakes, there are green branches, and golden totems, etc. All in all, they are very eye-catching.

This is completely different from what Shen Qinglan saw in the mortal world.

What I see now is probably the combination of strength and beauty that I heard about in my previous life?

Shen Qinglan doesn't understand these things, but beautiful things always make people feel happy.

Next to the platform, there is another platform floating, which is smaller than the previous one, and there are only five people on it. They hold their own instruments, and the tunes they play make people change their moods along with the dancing postures in front of them.

"These people should be Yinxiu, right?" Shen Qinglan looked at the monk, she didn't quite understand this.

The monk hummed, "It's common to practice music, but it's the first time I've seen several musical instruments cooperate to such an extent."

The sounds played by Yinxiu all carry spells, except for the attacking ones, there are also some like this, which reminds all monks of some good memories from the past.

This is naturally a different feeling when everyone recalls it than usual, which makes people more real and inspires the most real joy in people's hearts.

After all, the gods will enjoy it!

The melodious music brought some happy memories before Shen Qinglan's eyes. When she was young, her parents and elder brothers took her up the mountain. She followed her mother to learn about various common herbs and edible wild fruits, and when she was beaten to death. She also doesn't eat all kinds of mushrooms.

The elder brother was naughty and scared her with bugs, and was kicked in the ass by his father.

Also staying with Nan Qing in the sect, as well as the master and senior brothers. The three senior brothers and sisters each talked about the problems they encountered in cultivation, and Daoist Mingyuan finally came out to solve the problems and so on.

They are indeed some beautiful and warm pictures, I don't know what other people think of.

Shen Qinglan looked at the monk, his expression was soft for a while, and when he saw Shen Qinglan looking at him, he smiled, "When I was young, my master sent me to practice in the mortal world. Go and get me a candied haws, and I picked up a puppy on the road, maybe I'll take it back to the temple."

Shen Qinglan didn't expect the monk to think of these things, no wonder he likes to travel in the secular world, "Master Wukong wants to eat candied haws, just say it, it's not a problem for me."

The monk was amused and laughed.

(End of this chapter)