The ten law enforcement disciples started to open the cocoon again, and the next thousand silkworm cocoons were not in the best silk, and Xun Yi Shao in the performance couldn't help but let his eyes show a little hopeful light.

After the four thousand silkworm cocoons were opened, the best silk hanging in the air became seven, that is to say, if Xun Yi saw that it was correct, all the best silk had been opened.

Mo Hui sent out a small golden hammer in the court full of confidence at this time, the great monks all knew that this was the golden soul hammer of the spirit treasure of Mo Guang, although Wu Zhenzong did not make full use of Quan Mao's regulations, but this golden soul hammer is a high-grade spirit treasure, and ten soul guns are not worth its value, this bet can be said to be extremely heavy.

As soon as the Golden Soul Hammer flew in, a phoenix-headed jade hairpin with pearls flew over almost at the same time.

The two fairies of Zixiao Palace also used their own treasures, the phoenix hairpin and the golden soul hammer are both high-grade spiritual treasures, but if you subdivide them, the phoenix hairpin is undoubtedly the upper and middle products, and the golden soul hammer can only be classified as the upper and lower products, and there is still a gap between the two.

The original gamble was upgraded again because of the investment of these two treasures, and at this moment, even those great monks in the late Yuan Infant period began to blush and their hearts beat, six treasures on one side, a total of twelve treasures, of which nine spirit treasures, a soul melting bead with a higher value than ordinary spirit treasures, plus two high-grade magic weapons, such a gamble is too rare.

Mo Hui originally wanted to take the opportunity of raising to taunt Xun Yi a few more words, but the second fairy didn't give him any chance at all.

Regardless of whether he won or lost, the decisive bet of the two fairies of Zixiao Palace made everyone present secretly admire, and the demeanor of the great butler of Zixiao Palace was definitely not something that ordinary people could have.

In the face of such a heavy bet, Quan Mao, who presided over the gambling game, also saw sweat in his palms, and only after calming down his mind did he order to continue to open the cocoon.

Jing Bing saw that Shizun had gambled on the Feng Lingqi, and felt a little breathless, poked Xun Yi's back with his finger, and sent Shen Nian to complain: "You, what a troublemaker, and another shocking thing!"

Xun Yi was like a deflated ball, his body was soft and shorter, and his discouraged appearance made Yuehong's eyes red.

The next scene began to slowly reverse, after the five thousand silkworm cocoons were opened, there were still seven superlative silks hanging in the air, at this time Mo Hui could still calmly say two cool words to Xunyi, after the six thousand silkworm cocoons were opened, there were still seven superlative silks hanging in the air, Mo Hui's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he was in no mood to speak again, and Xunyi's waist bent into shrimp was slightly straightened.

7,000 cocoons......

8,000 cocoons......

Nine thousand cocoons! There are still seven superlative silks hanging in the air!

From the 4,000th cocoon, the entire 5,000 cocoons did not come out of the best silk!

Because of the previous performance of this batch of cocoons, everyone was surprised by the result and whispered.

Zhixia's heart was completely put down, she no longer had the slightest doubt about Xunyi's ability to identify silkworm cocoons, and the remaining thousand silkworm cocoons would never produce the best silk again.

Xun Yi's waist was already very straight, but he didn't seem to have the confidence to provoke Mo Hui, and he was still staring straight at the middle of the field, but his eyes were already shining with excitement.

Yuehong's body trembled even more, she swallowed saliva from time to time, and the jade hand that grabbed Xun Yi was already miserable and white, but Xun Yi's hand was a little purple when she grabbed it.

Needless to say, Mo Hui was also staring intently at the field, and unlike Xun Yi, his eyes flashed with an anxious light.

Pei Yuan was trembling involuntarily like Yuehong, and the incomparable nervousness and extreme excitement made this stunned young man unable to speak for a while.

To say that the most difficult thing at this time is not Mo Hui, it is Zhong Yin, his spiritual treasure is his life, among the disciples of the same generation of the Qingyun faction, he is the only one who has the spiritual treasure, if he loses, even if the master does not blame, it is difficult for him to recover from this blow, when he opened to four thousand cocoons, he was almost desperate, and at this moment, the hope of winning a spiritual treasure appeared, and the great sorrow turned into joy and sorrow, which made him even more nervous, and unconsciously, sweat had soaked his clothes.

Wuji and Moguang were still very calm, and there was no expression on their faces, as figures of revered status, of course they would not lose their temper in this situation.

Nine thousand one hundred!

Nine thousand two hundred!

……

Nine thousand eight hundred!

Nine thousand nine hundred!

Xun Yi clenched his fist in one hand and stood up unconsciously, while his other hand was still tightly grasped by Yuehong.

Looking at Xun Yi's performance of the form and god, Zhixia deeply admired his master, the master's eyes were not bad at all, this kid was really much more powerful than believing in evil.

"Okay!" Xun Yi shouted as if he was excited and couldn't help himself.

Nine thousand nine hundred and twenty!

"Good!" shouted Xun Yi with a fist.

"Okay!" Pei Yuan also stood up and shouted with his fist.

Nine thousand nine hundred and thirty!

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!" Zhong Yin shouted in a trembling voice, but his voice was nowhere near as high as the two.

In the last hundred cocoons, with each round of action of the ten law enforcement disciples, the Seven Immortal Monarchs of Zixiao Palace and the Young Master of the Soul Refining Sect burst out with a shout, mixed with the trembling sound of this bell.

And each of their cries was like a heavy hammer hitting Mo Hui's heart, his face gradually turned earthy gray, and Mo Guang's eyes narrowed slightly.

When the last ten cocoons were left, Mo Hui finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he shouted fiercely at Xun Yi: "Shut up!"

Xun Yi's eyes flashed with revenge, and he gathered enough strength to shout at him: "Good! good!"

Although his childish behavior was ridiculous, no one paid attention to him, and everyone waited with bated breath for the final result.

"Okay!" Xun Yi roared as the last ten cocoons were opened, and then sat down in prostration.

"Okay, great, let's win!" Yuehong cried with joy and hugged Xunyi's shoulders tightly.

It was Zhong Yin who was really about to collapse, and he sat there with only a quick gasp.

Pei Yuan jumped twice in place happily, and before he could make any further celebrations, he was pressed down by the two senior uncles, they could tolerate Pei Yuan's arrogance when calling out for battle, but they couldn't allow him to show frivolity after the victory, although this big victory was worth celebrating, but as the young master of the Soul Refining Sect, he had to learn to forbear.

Quan Mao said with a stern expression: "A total of seven excellent silks have been produced in 10,000 silkworm cocoons, and it has not reached ten. After that, he stared at Mo Hui and the others for a while, and when he saw that they did not raise any objections, he sent all the twelve treasures to Xun Yi, and all the silk that was opened was sent to Mo Hui.