Fairy, please don't do this!

The steward was startled, quickly put on a smile, and deftly put away the silver notes.

He'd never seen anyone so stupid.

Knowing full well that Gu Jinzhao couldn't possibly win, they still came to give him money...

As he spoke, he quickly wrote out a receipt stamped with the gambling den's official seal and handed it over: "Please keep this safe, miss!"

Lin Qingci took the receipt, checked the amount, and then turned and left the gambling den.

When Gu Jinzhao was on the cloud platform, he told her that he would win.

If my senior brother says it's possible, then it's possible!

So she bet all the money she had on her.

If you lose, you lose.

Money is just an external thing; if you lose it, you can earn it again.

But if you win, 110,000 taels of silver, with odds of 1 to 20, would amount to 2.2 million taels of silver!

At that time, she will no longer need to worry about cultivation resources, nor will she need to spend a lot of time accepting sect missions and earning contribution points.

He could dedicate all his time and energy to cultivation, increasing his strength more quickly and thus catching up with Mu Yiren...

Chapter 80, Next Victim (2.5K)

Boom—

"You're too kind!"

Boom—

"Next person!"

Boom—

"Next person……"

As one figure after another flew out, everyone in the arena gaped, unable to close their mouths for a long time.

They initially thought Gu Jinzhao wouldn't last long.

After all, he was only at the early stage of the seventh rank, while the disciples sent by the Zen Realm this time were all at or above the middle stage of the seventh rank, and some were even at the late stage.

This time, the Zen disciples did not simply use [Immovable Zen] as before, but went all out without holding back.

But the result was the same.

Whether they were martial monks who practiced fierce martial arts or Zen monks who cultivated their minds, none of them lasted more than a few rounds before being blasted off the platform one by one.

This situation has led many people to have a misconception.

This is the essence of Zen; I could do it too!

However, this is clearly not the case.

The First Elder, Chu Wuyai, seemed to suddenly realize something and blurted out, "Could it be that Junior Nephew Gu has already mastered 'Sword Heart Clarity'?"

"How...is this possible?"

Upon hearing this, the other three elders widened their eyes in unison. Even Xie Hongchen, who had been meditating the whole time, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Gu Jinzhao on the cloud platform.

Those who possess a clear understanding of swordsmanship can perceive the flaws in all techniques and break them with a single sword strike.

That is why there is the saying "one sword can break all laws"!

Looking back at Gu Jinzhao's several encounters with the disciples of the Zen Realm, wasn't it precisely about finding the opponent's weakness and then simply delivering a sword strike?

Throughout history, very few people have been able to cultivate a clear and enlightened sword mind.

Only a pure swordsman with a clear and untainted mind, whose eyes are fixed solely on the sword, can possibly achieve this.

As far as they knew, besides the legendary Sword Ancestor, there was only Master Qingye, the founder of the Qingyun Sect!

The former has already reached the Super Grade level, while the latter is only halfway to the Super Grade level.

"If he truly cultivates the Sword Heart Clarity, Junior Nephew Gu will surely become a Sword Immortal in the future."

Second Elder Chen Jianzhou took a deep breath, and when he looked at Wan Qingsong again, his eyes were filled with undisguised envy: "Fourth brother, tell me the truth, did you see that Gu Jinzhao had the potential to become a sword immortal, and that's why you specially took him as your disciple?"

More than ten years ago, Qingyun City held an Ascension Ceremony.

At that time, all the promising young talents in the city who had the potential for cultivation gathered together, all for the purpose of becoming disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

Gu Jinzhao was not among them; he merely watched the spectacle from the sidelines.

Unexpectedly, Wan Qingsong only glanced at him from afar before saying he wanted to take him as his disciple.

The elders were all surprised and asked for the reason.

Wan Qingsong simply brushed it off with the words "by chance".

Looking back now, it seems he had a keen eye for talent.

Wan Qingsong's expression froze slightly.

Why did he accept Gu Jinzhao as his disciple?

This is naturally because this child carries a portion of the fortune of the Cangyue Dynasty.

As for the level of talent in cultivation, that is not so important.

Chu Wuyai stroked his beard and sighed, "Since Fourth Junior Brother has such a discerning eye, I will entrust you with the responsibility of recruiting disciples for the sect in the future."

"But if I put aside my important duties and focus solely on selecting disciples, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it to the imperial court..."

Wan Qingsong's eyelids twitched, and he quickly declined.

His current position is [Immortal Envoy], and all matters such as demon-slaying missions issued by the imperial court and cooperation between the sect's businesses and the government must pass through his hands.

There's bound to be a lot of profit to be made from it.

If one were to become a "Guide" for selecting disciples, one would need to leave the sect year-round to preside over the Ascension Ceremony in various towns and cities of Qingzhou, seeking out talent for the sect.

The money was a small matter, but once he left the sect, how could he, as an undercover agent of the Underworld God Cult, secretly stir up trouble?

Chu Wuyai patted his shoulder: "You can leave your current tasks to your third junior brother."

"I hope that Fourth Junior Brother can select more outstanding talents like Junior Nephew Gu for the sect..."

"Then we shall do as our senior brother says!"

Wan Qingsong's lips twitched slightly, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

Chu Wuyai is currently acting as the sect leader, and he cannot openly disobey orders.

Even if you are extremely unwilling, you can only accept it.

For some reason, Wan Qingsong felt that he had been having exceptionally bad luck lately.

Three months ago, I intended to use Wang Teng's matter to incite conflict between the two factions, but it inexplicably failed.

He then devised another plan to remedy the situation, but as soon as he put it into practice, Mo Zangfeng unintentionally disrupted it again.

Fearing that his frequent actions would arouse suspicion, Wan Qingsong decided to temporarily hide in his cave, cultivate in seclusion, and wait for a good opportunity.

Unexpectedly, he went astray during his cultivation and suffered serious internal injuries!

In order to recover as soon as possible, he secretly left the sect, intending to use the [Snatching Yuan Demon Art] to sacrifice several cultivators to replenish his own body.

Unexpectedly, he ran into the deputy sect leader of the Wuyuan Sect who was out. If he hadn't been skilled in escape techniques and managed to get away quickly, he would have almost died on the spot.

Now, he has been transferred from the lucrative position of "Immortal Envoy" to the austere position of "Guide Envoy," and has no chance to even reap any benefits.

Just as Wan Qingsong was secretly wondering if his fortune was declining and his face was darkening, another figure flew out from the cloud platform and crashed heavily to the ground.

That was a Zen monk at the late seventh rank who had achieved mastery of the Prajnaparamita Sutra. Even Mo Zangfeng wouldn't dare claim certain victory against him.

But at this moment, he was easily defeated by Gu Jinzhao as well.

"It's getting late today, I'll come again tomorrow morning to bother you."

Gu Jinzhao looked at Jie Kong, then bowed to the high-ranking officials of Qingyun Sect and Daojing, before leaping off the cloud platform.

He was exhausted, and his spiritual energy was almost depleted. He needed to go back and replenish his mana.

"This humble monk will be waiting for you here tomorrow."

Jie Kong took a deep breath and put his hands together in prayer.

Gu Jinzhao's combat strength indeed far exceeded his expectations.

However, through these few battles, he could roughly conclude that his opponent was not familiar with Buddhist techniques, but rather relied on the "Sword Heart Clarity" to break through all techniques with a single sword strike.

This actually relieved him a little.

After all, both the Prajnaparamita Sutra and the Vajra Stupa Sutra are secrets of Zen that are not to be passed on and must never be revealed to outsiders.

The disciples of Dao Realm looked at the receding figure and exchanged bewildered glances.

They originally thought that they would have to fight against the Zen Realm to help the Qingyun Sect resolve its predicament.

To everyone's surprise, the opponent sent only one disciple, yet he almost completely overwhelmed the Zen realm's aura.

They seem to be...completely useless.

Shen Cangsheng looked at Chu Wuyai and said with a hint of teasing, "The Qingyun Sect has actually been keeping such a top genius hidden away. Brother Chu, you sent the message so urgently before. Could it be that you wanted us to come and witness the birth of a future sword immortal?"

Chu Wuyai immediately looked embarrassed and quickly explained, "I only just found out that this disciple of my fourth junior brother is so incredibly talented!"

……

As night fell, the bamboo grove in the backyard of Baicaotang was quiet and serene.

Gu Jinchao immersed himself in the warm pool, using the medicinal properties of the pool to slowly nourish his blood and meridians.

An Wanxi sat on a rock by the pond, her two plump yet slender legs elegantly crossed: "These Buddhist monks are truly no match for my little husband."

"If things continue like this, Zen Master will probably have to take action himself soon."

Zen Realm cannot allow Gu Jinzhao to keep winning indefinitely.

This is not only a loss of face, but it will also put them in a passive position.

"This is just the beginning." Gu Jinzhao exhaled a long breath. "There is still a Buddhist nun in the Zen Realm who has not yet made a move."

An Wanxi blinked: "Buddha's Maiden?"

Gu Jinchao leaned against the edge of the pond and slowly said, "Her cultivation has reached the early stage of the sixth rank, and she is also cultivating the Zen realm of the 'Prajnaparamita Sutra' and the 'Emptiness and Form Zen Sutra'."

An Wanxi asked with great interest: "The 'Kongse Chan Sutra'... could it be similar to the 'Yin Yang Hehuan Sutra' of the Hehuan School?"

"Of course not."

Gu Jinzhao explained, "This sutra is quite special. Practitioners must transform their seven emotions and six desires into a sea of ​​suffering. Only by thoroughly understanding the true meaning of emptiness and form can one transcend it."

"This generation of Buddhist nuns has already crossed the sea of ​​suffering and attained the Zen of Emptiness and Form."

"Therefore, when you fight with her, you will be influenced by the Zen of Emptiness and Color, and you will be trapped in the illusion of suffering, and your own seven emotions and six desires will be magnified infinitely."

An Wanxi frowned: "We can't shut down the five senses, right?"

Gu Jinchao shook his head: "Although closing off the five senses can temporarily avoid the interference of the Zen of Emptiness and Form, it is still difficult to deal with the attack of the Buddhist nun herself."

The Zen of Emptiness and Form is ultimately a method of attacking the mind.

But the real danger lies in the Buddhist nun's outward acts of violence.

If the five senses are shut down, even if he is familiar with the Buddhist nun's methods, he will find it difficult to react in time.

In the end, we still lost!

An Wanxi's brows furrowed slightly, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes: "Can that young husband handle it?"

As long as one is human, one is bound to have emotions and desires.

Gu Jinzhao has been cultivating the Sword Nourishing Technique with the True Yang Fire these days, and his desires are easily aroused.

At that time, facing pressure from both internal and external forces, the situation will likely be extremely dangerous.

Gu Jinzhao looked up at her and revealed a mysterious smile: "So, I still need to ask my wife for help."

Chapter 81, Mu Yiren: Give Him a Little Sweetness! (3K views, please vote)