Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 160 The Scholar's Bet
Countless Chun Shui Ji smiled faintly, and under the dark sky, they seemed to have become the brightest light source in the world.

The broken ruins, the blood all over the ground, and in the distance, those lights that seemed to emit strange colors, as well as various impetuous sounds floating in the air, seemed to be singing and dancing, or like someone was screaming in pain. call……

All the scenes are like absurd portraits, reflected by some invisible force, and finally sent back to the top of Wangjiang Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are four light curtains floating.

One of the light curtains related to Hongsheng Martial Arts is the quietest. The picture is frozen in the Martial Arts Field of the Martial Arts, and there has been no movement for a long time.

The martial arts arena is also empty, there is no one there, but there are messes all over the ground that have not been cleaned up.

There is also a light curtain, centered on the former site of Yaofangyuan, radiating the general scene within a radius of three miles.

It is only three li in radius, but in fact Mingyuefang is much bigger than that.

But compared to that small light curtain, this three-mile radius seemed too big.

This super-proportional display makes everything in the light curtain look very small and strange. Among the group of monks observing this scene, someone suddenly said in surprise: "No, is this Chun Shui Ji growing stronger again? Take a look, these Is the total number of Chun Shui Ji's phantoms always maintained at 360 five?"

A monk said solemnly: "360 five, the number of stars in the sky! This change of Chun Shui Ji must have a deep meaning."

Beside the elder of the Xie family, someone asked in a low voice: "Elder, Chun Shuiji has grown to this point, should we summon the family again? Did the family respond to the previous summons?"

Elder Xie also replied in a low voice: "Mingyuefang was originally the site of Qionghua Pavilion, Qionghua Pavilion never asked for help, we can only wait and see from afar."

After a moment's pause, he snorted again and said, "The city inspector, didn't someone go in? Let's see what that person is capable of!"

The people around Elder Xie said: "Elder, Mr. Ye is actually mixed up with this black-clothed swordsman. This person is very mysterious, and I don't know..."

For some reason, he couldn't continue with the words that followed.

It's not that I can't speak, but I don't know how to say it.

Ye Cheng, and the mysterious man in black, such a combination, who knows what will happen next?
Elder Xie also did not speak again, and the two were silent for a while.

The so-called man in black in the light curtain is naturally Song Ciwan.

She was wearing the vest of Lu Zhong, a swordsman in black, and stood beside Ye Cheng.On the ruins, countless Chunshui Ji danced gracefully, and some even passed them by.

Even, Chunshui Ji came towards Ye Cheng and Song Ciwan as if they were embracing each other.

Song Ciwan made a slight concession to the side, not embracing Chunshuiji.

Ye Cheng stood there and didn't move, until that Chunshui Ji faced him and passed through his body——Compared to the present world, Ye Cheng is a phantom that does not exist, but compared to Ye Cheng, Chunshui Ji Ji is also a phantom that does not exist.

The two sides are mutually non-existent, this feeling is very wonderful.

Ye Cheng's pale face was slightly flushed, he raised one hand, clasping his thumb with his middle finger, made a gesture of Taoist practice, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Infinite Heaven, bless me with a clear heart, Infinite Heaven, bless you!" I have a clear mind..."

Song Ciwan thought that there was some reason why he didn't dodge or dodge, but it turned out that Ye Cheng was actually training his concentration.

Looking at Zhou Bo and Wang Yi in the ruins, Wang Yi closed his eyes tightly, letting countless Chun Shui Ji grope about him, but he never opened his eyes.

What's interesting is that although the Chunshui Jis are coiled around him, there is still a slight distance between them through the golden light protection of the word "no doubt", and the Chunshui Jis can't really touch him. Wang Yi!
On Zhou Bo's side, Zhou Bo didn't close his eyes. Instead, he kept his eyes open, while reciting in a low voice: "There is no appearance of self, no appearance of human beings, no appearance of sentient beings, no appearance of life, pink skulls, white bones. Flesh..."

"Pink skull, bones and flesh..."

"Witch, you can't confuse me!"

With a low shout, the blue light on his body surged again.

Li Nu was held in his arms, and with the floating of the blue light on his body, he arched his body slightly, making a thin meowing sound.

The few Chunshui girls who were closest to Zhou Bo uttered weak screams of pain, bang bang bang!

Once again, three figures of Chunshui Ji exploded in the air with a bang, turning into nothingness of smoke.

In the surrounding void, the same number of Chun Shui Ji came out of nowhere soon, some Chun Shui Ji was crying, and some Chun Shui Ji was laughing.

The one who cried only said: "Your Majesty is so cruel-hearted. Yesterday he returned his love to me, but today he wants Qing Qing's life. The most fickle person in the world is actually a man?"

The one who laughed said softly, "Aren't you a scholar, sir? Why do you rely on Buddhist scriptures to cultivate your mind? Sir, your heart is disturbed, isn't it?"

"Lang Jun, come and see the slave house, isn't the slave house beautiful?"

"Lang Jun, you scholars often say that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, so come and see, is the Yan Ruyu beautiful in your book, or is it more beautiful like this living one?"

One after another, all kinds of sounds, like magic sounds piercing the ears, must penetrate the eardrums of people and hit people's hearts directly.

Zhou Bo didn't answer, but Chun Shui Ji said: "Your Majesty, are you really going to abandon Confucianism? You only know how to recite scriptures, but you dare not answer me. You are guilty, hehehe..."

"Pink skull, white bones and flesh..." Zhou Bo's chanting stopped suddenly, he hugged the raccoon slave tightly in his arms, looked directly at one of them, Chunshui Ji, and said, "Witch, you can't shake me! If you don't believe me, How about you and I bet against each other."

"If you lose, then show your true body!"

Chun Shui Ji smiled and said: "If the slave family wins, will Mr. Lang also show his real body?"

"Hey, but it won't work! The real body of Mr. Lang is here in the first place, and this is a bet, but the slave family has lost money."

"Lang Jun, if you lose, I don't want your life, as long as you bind your feet, is that good?"

Zhou Bo immediately said: "It's very good, so let's take this oath as proof, and the document as proof, the student Zhou Bo will bet against the witch..."

While speaking, his hand holding the formula suddenly changed his gesture, and a blank document flew out from his wide sleeve.

The document opened in the air in an instant, Zhou Bo swiped the pen between his fingers, dipped a little ink from the ink bag at his waist, and wrote a betting document on the document in the blink of an eye.

This series of actions seems to be a long story to describe, but in fact Zhou Bo's hand was so fast that it almost gave birth to an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, the written document flew out, and it was divided into countless copies in a moment. I bought a Harusui girl!

The Chun Shui Ji girls in all directions immediately screamed.

(End of this chapter)