Xianlu Spring and Autumn

"Master Taihuang, a top-grade magic weapon against the wind boat."

"For my son, one side of the top-grade magic weapon Thousand Illusion Mirror."

"A real person in a hundred battles, a piece of top-rank bodywork and wind and thunder steps."

"Yu Chenghai, a copy of the top-grade body training technique Jade Fragmented Golden Body."

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The more Ye Bai looked at it, the more frightened he became. Many things in it, which could be regarded as the treasures of a small sect, were taken out as bets. The madness of these monks can be imagined.

In the jade slips there are not only the names of the bets that the monk put out, but also the image of the head of the monk himself to facilitate the search. Ye Bai checked the images in the jade slips one by one and found that most of them were yuan coins. The old monsters in the infant stage were mostly in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and all of them had unfriendly expressions.

The things in the Jade Slips were not bad just by looking at the introduction, but they didn't make Ye Bai feel particularly needy or tempted. Besides, the Nascent Soul was involved, and Ye Bai didn't intend to expose his wealth easily.After reading it, Ye Bai put down the jade slip and turned his gaze to the arena in the center of the hall.

The dark situation on the second floor is much simpler than downstairs, there is only one ring.The surrounding area of ​​the arena is still tightly wrapped with prohibition.

Fighting in the stands at the moment is a sullen youthful cultivator and a short stature elderly Taoist. Both of them are cultivators at the early stage of Jindan.

It's not difficult to understand, once it involves magic weapons, there will be good and bad points, which will have too much influence on the result, so it's better to use spells directly to be fair.

Ye Bai took a closer look, and there seemed to be no big difference between the spells of the two sides. Otherwise, if the big monk of Tianluozong randomly pointed out one of them behind his back, it would make many monks lose. public outrage.Tianluo Sect still didn't dare to offend.

The two of them came and went, and the fight was very intense. The competition was purely about the use and manipulation of spells.Although their spells are only considered middle-level, they have been sharpened many times in order to survive.The speed changes so quickly and the controls are so flexible and exquisite, Ye Bai couldn't help but secretly nod in admiration.

If these monks who survived the arena of life and death can see the light of day again, they will be more terrifying than many monks of the same realm.

Ye Bai watched for a moment.With a move in his heart, he stretched out his hand and beckoned the female cultivator just now.

"Senior, what are your orders?"

The nun's voice was soft and waxy, like a virgin.

Ye Bai said: "These monks on the stage, like the mortals below, came to the stage to compete in order to worship your Tianluozong?"

The female nun was stunned and said: "Part of it is a casual cultivator who wants to join our Tianluo Sect, part of it was rescued by the elders when they were out, and they need to pay off the life-saving grace to redeem their freedom, and the other part..."

The female cultivator suddenly hesitated to speak, Ye Bai thought about it, and immediately knew the remaining part.In all likelihood, it was captured by Tian Luozong.

"I see."

Ye Bai nodded slightly.

The female cultivator gave a salute, then stepped aside obediently.

After more than half a stick of incense, the gloomy young monk finally cut down the little old man with a sharp fire blade technique, but he himself was seriously injured, bleeding profusely while clutching his abdomen The wound, groaning miserably. [

But no one paid attention to him anymore, and two groups of ecstasy and sighs erupted in the hall.

"Brother Baizhan, I have been thinking about Fengleibu for hundreds of years. Today I finally got my wish by borrowing Brother Nan's casino."

An old Taoist in a crane cloak and with a mustache stood up and spoke with a happy smile.

"Brother Yu, you are being polite. It all depends on your sharp eyesight, and has nothing to do with the old man."

On the chair under the ring.A middle-aged domineering man in a white brocade robe, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, slowly opened his eyes and said, a gleam of light inadvertently flashed through his eyes.

This person has a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, and it is Nan Hualong, the third elder of the Tianluo Sect who presides over the overall situation in the casino. On the table in front of this old man, there is a row of jade boxes. It is presumed that everyone entrusted him for safekeeping. bet.

Baizhan Daoist is a tall, white-haired old man with a square face and a stern expression. He first gave the gloomy monk on the ring a hard look, and then slowly said: "Brother Yu, my wind and thunder steps are superior. Even if you get it, go for it. You may not be able to cultivate successfully."

The old Taoist surnamed Yu is the Yu Chenghai mentioned in the Jade Slip, and the old man jokingly said: "Brother Bai Zhan can cultivate his eyesight successfully, so what should I worry about as an old Taoist?"

After finishing speaking, he laughed loudly, like no one else.

Real person Bai Zhan was ridiculed by him, and his eyes immediately burst into flames, but there was nothing he could do.

The old Taoist surnamed Yu accepted it as soon as he saw it, his face straightened, he cupped his hands and said: "Brother Bai Zhan, I have accepted it. In fact, you should be glad that what you presented is a method. It is just one more person to learn it. If you have a high-grade magic weapon, then it will be gone.”

Daoist Bai Zhan snorted coldly and sat down silently.

The monks who won went to Nan Hualong's table one after another, took back their treasures plus the winning bet, and of course paid a large sum of spirit stones.But compared with the income, it is obviously worth it.

The next competition seemed to take some time, and all the cultivators began to talk about it. Ye Bai was not familiar with them, so naturally he couldn't intervene, but after listening for a while, he gained a lot of insight.

During this period, none of the monks left, and it seemed that they all had rich net worth.

After nearly a stick of incense, Nan Hualong stood up leisurely, coughed twice, released a wave of pressure, and the field suddenly fell silent.

Nan Hualong said softly: "Everyone, the next two people will appear, one is Qi Rui, a famous young casual cultivator from our West Qin Kingdom, and the other is a non-local monk named Han Yu, but the methods are quite good. Everyone has won many games in a row, and it can be said that the game is evenly matched. It is very difficult to say who will win in the end, and we still have to test everyone's eyesight."

After finishing speaking, Nan Hualong took out a magic weapon like a mirror, threw it into the void, and suddenly the light radiated brightly. A light curtain like a water surface extended from the center of the mirror, and it became seven or eight feet long and five or six feet wide. only to stop.

When Ye Bai was wondering, a scene of two monks fighting suddenly appeared on the light curtain.

"Everyone, this person is Qi Rui."

Nan Hualong pointed to one of the monks.

Ye Bai looked with his fingers, this person's cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, his appearance can be regarded as handsome, but his face is indifferent, his shots are quite ruthless, his memory changes constantly, every time this person defeats an opponent, his own Almost none of them suffered major damage, and the physical hardness seemed to be quite good. [

The other monks in the hall also watched quietly, with sharp eyes and different judgments in their hearts.

After a while, the memory changed again, and there was another fight scene of another monk named Han Yu in the past.This person is also a cultivation base in the late stage of foundation establishment. Most of the games he wins are by relying on a set of weird steps to defeat his opponents.

After a while, the light and shadow dissipated, and Nan Hualong took back the magic weapon of the mirror and said: "These two images are the battle between these two people within half a year. After half a year, neither of them has made a major breakthrough in strength. Judging by the two images, of course, the old man cannot guarantee whether they are hiding their strength, if so, the old man promises that they will have absolutely nothing to do with our Tian Luozong."

This passage can be said to be extremely tactful, and no one will be offended.

Everyone pondered for a moment, and soon each reported their bets. Not long after, the nun fetched another jade slip and handed it to Ye Bai.

Ye Bai glanced at it for a few times, but there was still no movement, he just watched from the sidelines. There were quite a few monks like him, scattered in the corner, all with expressions on their faces.

Soon, after other monks made their bets, the battle began, and finally the monk named Qi Rui won the game.

One after another, most of the day passed quickly, and many monks lost, and they began to dig out old things. There were many treasures, but there was still nothing Ye Bai liked.

"[-] high-grade spirit stones are a waste of time."

Ye Bai sighed inwardly, got up and was about to leave.

At this moment, Nan Hualong's mirror magic weapon showed the image of the monk in the next match.

Ye Bai's gaze suddenly fixed, showing an expression of disbelief, and muttered: "Why is it this guy?" (To be continued...)