Text Chapter 12: Opening (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

After the negotiation, Jing Jue continued to return to the peak to recuperate, saying that this injury moved the muscles and bones for a hundred days, although Jing Jue had not reached such a bad level, and he had spiritual power to recuperate, but it still took some time to recover.

Yuan Qingwen returned to Xufeng and explained everything that happened in the Punishment Hall to Yuan Qiong Daoren, and after hearing this, Yuan Qiong Dao people immediately took Yuan Qingwen to Elder Qiu to kneel down and admit his mistake, and in front of him, personally scolded Yuan Qingwen.

The scepter in the hands of Yuan Qiong Dao is made of unicorn wood, and it is a dozen seals on people, and the marks will not be eliminated without ten days and half a month.

But in the final analysis, this is all a skin injury, for cultivators, it is not worth mentioning at all, and after a while of spiritual warmth, the pain will be gone, but the seal is still there.

Elder Qiu couldn't see that this was the apprentice of Yuanqiong Daoren's baby, for fear of breaking him, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, the momentum was fierce when he raised the staff, and when he dropped the staff, he leaked eighty percent of his strength, what kind of damage could it cause if it really reached Yuan Qingwen?

After beating dozens of canes, Yuan Qiong Daoren's eyes glared at Yuan Qingwen: "Don't apologize to Elder Qiu yet!"

"That's it!" Yuan Qingwen was about to kneel down in front of Elder Qiu, but Elder Qiu waved his hand first, and said, "I have no intention of repentance, so don't be coy anymore, this time you didn't offend me, but despised the Punishment Palace, I hope you can figure this out." Then she looked at Yuan Qiong Daoren again and said, "You can do it yourself." ”

After saying this, Elder Qiu left without saying a word to the two of them.

Yuan Qiong Daoist looked at Elder Qiu's departing back from a distance, lowered his brows, sighed, and said to Yuan Qingwen: "You go to the Punishment Hall to receive three months of confinement." ”

"Huh?" Yuan Qingwen's face sank suddenly when he heard this, and said, "Haven't you been punished, why do you still have to be punished?"

"Hmph, her Qiu Yunlian is not so easy to deal with. Yuan Qiong Daoren glanced at Yuan Qingwen and said so.

The so-called confinement is actually to lock people in a basement isolated from the aura, where the aura cannot maintain cultivation, and can only breathe normally like a mortal, and the main role is to make people seriously reflect on their own crimes inside.

Yuan Qiong Daoist said so, Yuan Qingwen naturally would not disobey his will, he said yes, and went to the main hall of the Punishment Hall to receive the punishment.

When he arrived at the main hall, Yuan Qingwen saw the two deacons before, and immediately walked to the front of them.

The two didn't know that Yuan Qingwen was here to receive the punishment, and they bowed respectfully.

Yuan Qingwen saw that these two were on duty, and his mood was much more relaxed, so he threw a few spirit stones at random and threw them at them, and said, "Find me a relatively comfortable confinement room." ”

The two of them first saw Lingshi's eyes light up, and then they were slightly embarrassed when they heard Yuan Qingwen's words, and said: "The confinement rooms of the Punishment Hall are all the same, this ......"

Hearing this, Yuan Qingshan sighed, thinking that this spirit stone was a white flower, but this spirit stone was sent out, how could it be taken back, after thinking about it, it still had to make this spirit stone have a little effect, and after a while, an idea suddenly appeared in his heart, and said to the two: "In this case, then come to one at will, but when you go to catch Jing Jue tomorrow, don't let him feel too good, treat him well." ”

When the two heard this, they glanced at each other and nodded yes, all of this was caused by Jing Jue, and Yuan Qingwen was imprisoned, Yuan Qingwen didn't want to spare him, and the two of them also felt that they should take it for granted.

......

The next day, about half an hour before the arrival of the hour, Jia Jin came to the Dharma Arena, the major rings were closed, and there were few people in the stands.

"Senior Brother Jia, did you come early?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came, Jia Jin turned his head to see that it was Jing Jue, and he suddenly shook his head helplessly.

Hurriedly walked up to Jing Jue, sighed, and said, "What are you doing so early?"

"Isn't there still half an hour to fight? Seeing Jia Jin's anxious expression, Jing Jue was also a little puzzled, and asked rhetorically.

"Go and go, find a place to hide first, and wait until half an hour has passed before entering the field. Jia Jin pushed Jing Jue to the sidelines, and said: "You came so early, because everyone knows that you came with confidence and preparation, who will buy that guy to win?

When Jing Jue heard this, he immediately understood that there was a rule in this law arena, that is, after the time for the competition was up, if one party did not arrive, it would be at most time to wait for a stick of incense, and it would be about half an hour.

I simply found a hidden place to hide and meditate and breathe, waiting for the hour with peace of mind.

The time is getting closer and closer, and there are more and more people in the Dharma Arena, some watching the game and cheering, and some are coming to fight. One of them, a young man who was five big and three thick, was looking around at this time, his face was grim, as if he was looking for someone.

Someone recognized this young man with a meaty face, and whispered to his companions: "Isn't this the Kong Beidou of Xufeng?"

"Hmm. His companion nodded, and said, "He's going to fight the plague god soon." ”

"Hey, the plague god will pick and choose, and he chose one that ranks so low. ”

"I don't know what to do, this plague god has no ability, he can only pick a soft persimmon to pinch, and he used Wang Baquan in the last fight, you say it's not ridiculous. ”

The two chatted, and I don't know when another person came next to them, and said, "Hey, no matter how ridiculous it is, he won against Yuan Qingshan." ”

This person was Jia Jin, and he said loudly: "I said, the plague god will win today." ”

The two glanced at Jia Jin and said disdainfully: "Let me tell you the truth, no matter what Kong Beidou said, he has also been in the Dharma Arena for so many years, and the depth of his means is not comparable to that of the plague god? Moreover, the victory of Yuan Qingshan against Yuan Qingshan before the plague god was just luck, and he couldn't count it." Saying that, he shook his head helplessly: "There are still supporters of the plague god these days, so let's switch my eyes." ”

"What do you mean?" Jia Jin asked puzzled.

"Eyes and eyes, silly hat!" the man sneered, twitching at the corners of his mouth.

"Hahaha......" The other person was also amused, and looked at Jia Jin without hiding the mockery on his face.

"What did you say?" Jia Jin pretended to be angry, his sleeves rolled up.

"What are you going to do?" The two of them were not good-tempered people, and they both puffed up their chests and pressed towards Jia Jin.

For a while, the saber rattled and felt like a big fight would be made at any time.

At this time, people of good deeds gathered around, asking what was going on, and shouting 'Hurry up, I can't wait' or something like that.

After a while, when everyone was about the same, Jia Jin suddenly shouted: "The two of them said that Kong Beidou won the battle between Kong Beidou and the plague god." ”

"yes, is there any suspense in this competition?"

"Do you still think that the plague god will win?"

"I've heard that there are no longer a few people who challenge this plague god, although this Kong Beidou's ranking is low, but it can also be seen from the side that the plague god lacks confidence, so I think Kong Beidou has won this time. ”

......

Everyone, every word you and I say, they are all towards Kong Beidou. Kong Beidou, who was not far away, saw this, smiled slightly, and his confidence also surged.

"You guys, you ..." Jia Jin seemed to have been hit by something, and his face suddenly changed color with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Good! good!"

After three consecutive sounds, Jia Jin raised his right hand and said loudly: "I, Jia Jin, are here today, if Kong Beidou wins, I will lose five, and if the plague god wins, I will lose five to one!"

At this time, someone who recognized Jia Jin came out and said: "Dice, don't be rash, I know that you have won a lot with this plague god before, but everyone can not do enough to do this thing, don't take it seriously on a whim." ”

Jia Jin glanced at the man, snorted coldly, and said loudly: "I won't be so stupid that I can't even see the strength of this plague god, since you are an acquaintance, you might as well buy a plague god to win, and make sure you don't lose money." ”

The man shook his head and refused, and was about to say something more, when suddenly Kong Beidou walked up to Jia Jin, without saying a word, took out ten spirit stones from his pocket, handed them directly to Jia Jin, and said, "I'll buy it myself and win!"

This is the main owner came out to buy it, how can everyone not see that he is confident?

For a while, there was a long queue in front of Jia Jin, and it was not surprising that he bought Kong Beidou to win.

The news of 'Kong Beidou odds is five to one' has spread far and wide, and some even borrowed a lot of spirit stones from their friends to press.

Some of those who are still in retreat are forced to break through the barrier and put pressure on them, and some have poured out their savings for several years and are fighting for it.

This is actually not surprising, in their hearts they all think that this dang banker's brain is broken.

After coming and going, Jia Jin had already received more than 2,300 spirit stones from everyone, all of which were won by gambling on Kong Beidou.

Before going on the field, Kong Beidou looked at the eager eyes one by one, and his heart was a little empty, he had never received so much attention from so many people since he was a child, in case he lost today, these people would not have to eat themselves?

Knock! Knock!

Three gongs rang out in a row, coming from the top of the arena and echoing throughout the arena.

The gong sounded, and the eyes of countless people were fixed on the ring, expecting Kong Beidou to finish abusing the plague god.

Kong Beidou also slowly stepped into the ring at this time amid the shouts and cheers of everyone, but he seemed to be extremely uncomfortable with such shouts, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

However, after he came to power, his opponent was reluctant to show up, which made him suffer from torture in his heart, you know, in such a situation of being expected by others, and his own lack of confidence, the whole person is not good. For example, if a scholar wants to refer to the temple exam, even if someone tells him that the exam questions are very simple and he can get the champion, but he usually performs mediocre, knows that he has a few pounds and a few taels, and he has too high expectations for others, but he is actually weak-hearted, and the exam questions are delayed, his heart will be flustered and overwhelmed, in short, the psychological burden is too heavy.

After a while, a deacon walked up to the jousting platform, he took a pillar of lit incense, slowly lowered it, and then said in a voice that could be heard in the hall: "When the incense is extinguished, you win." ”