(Finally coded out this chapter, vain talk counts, today's third chapter arrives.) ）

"I heard that there is a Taoist friend in the Ruilong Hall who actually took out a bottle of golden pith liquid as a bet, let's go and take a look. ”

"What? Golden pulp liquid, such a precious thing appeared. ”

Just when Qin Fengming was just standing outside the main hall, a group of monks rushed over from his left front, and they all ran towards a large hall in the distance.

When Qin Fengming heard this, he was also shocked. This thing is not a mortal thing, but a precious material born of heaven and earth, and is often born with golden veins, but not all golden veins will be born with golden pith fluid.

It is rumored that if a monk anoints his body with golden pulp and absorbs it to refine it, he can reinvent his body and become unusually tough. Therefore, many monks want to obtain this precious spiritual fluid to refine their bodies.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Fengming also dispelled the idea of leaving, turned around, and walked towards the main hall.

At this time, in the Ruilong Palace, there was already a sea of people, and there were thousands of people gathered here, and everyone was staring at the stone mirror in front of them, searching carefully.

Under the scan of his divine sense, Qin Fengming did see a line of handwriting on the tall stone mirror: "One bottle of essence liquid, conditions: spirit grass of more than 10,000 years old, five pills to enhance the cultivation of Cheng Dan monks." ”

"What? It turns out that it is more than 10,000 years old spirit grass, and 10,000 years spirit grass is not an easy thing to obtain. ”

"Ha, the elixir that enhances the Cheng Dan monks. If the old man has this elixir, the old man will keep it for himself, and he will never exchange it. ”

"That is, although the essence liquid is extremely precious, it is only used to refine the body, but it is useless for our cultivation. The 10,000-year-old spirit grass, even if it is available below, it will not be taken out. ”

Only a moment later, there was a lot of talk in the hall. While the golden pulp is extremely valuable, its counterpart is equally difficult to find. Spiritual herbs and elixirs are things that every monk is extremely jealous of. No one wants to take it as a bet.

After seeing the bet, thousands of monks shook their heads and left the main hall with a lot of discussions, and there was not much left.

In their opinion, although this golden pith liquid was a good thing, no one would be so stupid to ask them to gamble with the 10,000-year-old spirit grass as a bet. Don't end up with the golden pith liquid, and the 10,000-year-old spirit grass is also owned by others. No one wants to do such a thing that outweighs the losses.

At this time, in the immortal cultivation realm, the spirit grass that is more than 10,000 years old is already extremely difficult to obtain in ordinary places, and it is possible to gain something unless you enter those wild places. But that wild place is full of dangers, and high-level demon beasts abound. I'm afraid that I have a life to enter, but I have no life to come out.

At the beginning, the monk surnamed Wu of the Flying Locust Alliance, with his mid-infant cultivation, did not dare to enter those dangerous places alone, so he could only search for something in the periphery. It can be seen that the value of the spirit grass that is more than 10,000 years old is already difficult to describe.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Fengming didn't stay here for long, but left this hall and flew towards the mountain peak on one side.

It's not that Qin Fengming is not moved by the golden pith liquid, but he doesn't want to do it at this time, and now that this spiritual liquid has just been announced, there are many monks staring at it. If you really want to make a move at this time, it will inevitably attract the attention of many monks. This kind of flamboyance. It doesn't conform to Qin Fengming's consistent style.

In Qin Fengming's mind, since the monk who took out the golden pith liquid dared to act like this, it was enough to show that he was extremely sure of winning in the gambling treasure.

Such a character will not stop after just one shot, and will inevitably stay here for a long time.

As long as he can harvest one or two materials for refining the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword here, and then take the golden pith liquid into his arms, and then leave this place quickly, it will be extremely safe at that time.

Jingyun Sect has built many small individual attics around the valley here, and these lofts are built in the dense mountains and forests around the valley, but they are also extremely elegant and quiet.

Qin Fengming flew straight to an uninhabited attic, flew into it, set a ban on it, and then began to rest and meditate.

The good times didn't last long, just when Qin Fengming had just meditated and had not yet an hour, a transmission note shot into the prohibition set by Qin Fengming.

Raising his hand and pinching the transmission note into his hand, his spiritual power moved, and a voice came into his ears: "Qin Daoyou, the Fanhong Fruit bet you made has been valued by a Daoist, please come to the Prosperity Hall quickly." ”

"Ah, it's nice that someone is coming to challenge so soon. ”

Qin Fengming said in his mouth, his figure flicked up, and he left this attic and walked towards the Prosperity Palace.

"Haha, this is Lu Daoyou, he has a piece of blue stone that Qin Daoyou needs in his hand, and Lu Daoyou is also very interested in that saffron fruit, so please choose a magic circle and have a gambling fight." ”

Seeing Qin Fengming appear, a monk in the early stage of Jingyun Sect's Chengdan brought Qin Fengming to the elderly monk sitting on a stone chair in the hall and introduced the two of them.

The old monk only opened his eyes and saw Qin Fengming, but he only glanced at it and did not get up. There was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Qin Fengming didn't pay much attention to the strange look that the monk in the late stage of the Ming Cheng Dan Dynasty revealed. Under the clenching of his fists, he smiled slightly and said: "Under the surname Qin, Lu Daoyou invited, but I don't know what kind of magic circle you plan to use to compete?"

Suddenly hearing Qin Fengming's words, the monk surnamed Lu sitting in front of him was also stunned.

Although the way in which the monk gambles is negotiated by the two people, it is generally determined by the initiator. That is to say, whoever announces the bet will determine the way of the bet.

At this time, when he heard that the other party was asking about himself, Brother Lu couldn't help but move. Seeing that the other party did not have the slightest abnormal expression, the old man surnamed Lu was in his heart: "Could it be that the other party is a pair of extremely profound people in the magic circle?"

He is also a person who has lived for three or four hundred years, although he did not look at the middle-aged monk in front of him, but he still rolled his eyes and said indifferently: "In order to achieve a quick victory, let's choose a magic circle that determines the outcome by the number of demon beasts killed." ”

Hearing that the other party chose this kind of magic circle, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile in his heart, and said without any difference on his face: "Okay, just follow the will of Daoyou." This kind of circle is chosen. ”

This kind of magic circle that compares the number of demon beasts to kill to determine the winner or loser, Qin Fengming is not unfamiliar with it, when he was still in the Luoxia Sect of the Great Liang Kingdom, the battle for the spirit stone mine he participated in was this type of magic circle.

The choice of this kind of magic circle is also because the other party sees that he is only in the early stage of Chengdan, and thinks that there are not many means of combat power, so he intends to do so. But in this regard, Qin Fengming did not have the slightest worry in his heart.

Looking at the middle-aged monk in front of him, the Cheng Dan monk of Jingyun Sect was also puzzled. The monk in front of him, with the early stage of Cheng Dan's cultivation, actually gambled with a monk in the late stage of Cheng Dan to fight for strength, which is no different from admitting defeat on his own.

But since the two of them had already decided, the Jingyun Sect monk would not stop him, and with a turn of his body, he led the two towards a stone platform in the hall.