As soon as Zhou Yan's voice fell, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

Everyone was shocked who dared to make such a big bet.

One hundred taels of gold!

This figure, for countless people, is equivalent to an astronomical huge sum, and everyone is not surprised.

The figure who collected bets for Ye Yingying, when he heard this, was stunned at first, but when he saw that the person who ordered the hundred gold was Zhou Yan, he suddenly had a blue face and gritted his teeth.

It turned out that the person who was responsible for collecting bets for Ye Yingying was the super unjust man who was defrauded of 200 gold by Zhou Yan in one day.

Since Feng Ao was confirmed to possess the Fire Martial Source of the Yellow Rank Eight Ranks, the senior instructor who accepted him as a closed disciple was Ye Yingying, who was a strong human beauty.

Zhou Yan ordered a hundred taels of gold, or did he forget that the old man could successfully break through, isn't this an obvious gift to Ye Yingying?

Could it be that Zhou Yan wanted to attract the attention of Ye Yingying, the dream lover of all the men in this martial arts, so he deliberately slapped his swollen face and became fat?

Regardless of whether it was or not, Feng Ao was very angry when he thought that Zhou Yan was taking the money he had swindled from him and squandering a hundred gold to curry favor with his master.

He was angry with his liver, lungs, and internal organs.

"Hmph, what a slut who inserts a pig with a green onion and pretends to be an elephant, press a hundred gold, right, okay, take the golden ticket!"

Feng Ao walked over, his teeth squeaked, and he couldn't wait to swallow Zhou Yan alive.

"Zhou Yan, are you stupid? It is impossible to succeed if you forget your old age. ”

"This is the tenth time that the old man has rushed to the level, and he will not succeed in his life. ”

"Zhou Yan, don't be so big. ”

Some registered disciples who cared about Zhou Yan persuaded one after another.

However, after Zhou Yan smiled at everyone, he still took out a hundred taels of gold tickets to Feng Ao, in exchange for a hundred gold bets.

"Phew, don't think that swelling your ugly face and being fat can attract the attention of my master, you are delusional. ”

After accepting the golden ticket, Feng Ao was still very unhappy.

"By the way, I still have a painting here. Do you want to buy it or not, the content is very exciting. This time, you will be given a discount of half price, only 50 gold. Do you want it?"

Zhou Yan smiled evilly and deliberately looked at Feng Ao.

"You ......"

Suddenly, Feng Ao was so angry that his face was distorted, and his face was the color of a pig's liver, how ugly it was.

Today, Zhou Yan's killing of a thousand knives is equivalent to defrauding him of two hundred taels of gold, even if he is a pig, it is impossible for him to be stupid enough to be evil again.

"Hmph, you show Lao Tzu a walk. ”

Feng Ao was afraid that Zhou Yan would mention the matter of him pulling out the flying after a while, so after dropping this cruel sentence, he threw off his sleeves and left.

Seeing that Zhou Yan didn't listen to persuasion, some named disciples shook their heads one after another, feeling that Zhou Yan was going to fight this time.

This 100 taels of gold will definitely be wasted.

Buzz –

The little villain forgets Yunchuan and tries to detach, and should be tested by the three tribulations of the small three tribulations, the wind, the fire, and the mine.

The difficulty is drawn into upper, intermediate, and lower levels.

Zhou Yan, the enforcer of the Heavenly Dao, made a judgment based on this, and the wicked forgot how difficult the Yunchuan should be tested, and fed back to the Heavenly Dao.

Heavenly Dao sent a hint to Zhou Yan for the third time.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Yan responded with his heart to heaven: Zhou Yan, a law enforcer, believes that no one is at fault, he forgets Yunchuan, he is over half a hundred years old, and it was not intentional to cause some women to have abortions and martyrdom back then, so he should be given a light sentence. Feedback to the Heavenly Dao, the natural calamity is set as inferior difficulty.

Buzz –

Heavenly Dao accepted the feedback from the law enforcer Zhou Yan, and the difficulty of the three small tribulations tested by the mortal Forget Yunchuan was set to be inferior.

Buzz –

Zhou Yan, the enforcer of the Heavenly Dao, completed the feedback.

Mortal merit: 1 point.

After hearing Tiandao's response, Zhou Yan was excited, he didn't expect that doing such a simple thing could actually increase the merit of mortals.

After what had just happened, he had already understood the general benefits of mortal merit.

Doing good is meritorious, but doing evil is the opposite.

If a person has merit and is promoted in the future, and encounters the calamity of the natural test of heaven and earth, the difficulty will be invisibly reduced, and vice versa.

It seems that this mortal merit is of great importance to cultivators.

In the future, Zhou Yan should pay special attention to this aspect.

Because of his intentions, Zhou Yan has been deducted several merits.

Even if he indirectly helped to catch the traitor later and added this judgment, Zhou Yan's mortal merit was still minus.

"Hey, why did the wind suddenly double its strength?"

"yes, that's weird. ”

"Doesn't it mean that the martial arts impact level and endure the natural calamity of heaven and earth, the more terrifying it is the further you go?"

"That's right, it's hard to say that our shameless old lackeys --- luck?"

“.....”

Seeing that the fierce power of the earth wind suddenly weakened, all the disciples were stunned, couldn't believe it, and began to talk about it.

However, when the criminal law deacon Lu Yan snorted coldly, the surroundings were silent again, and no one dared to say a word.

Actually, it was not only the disciples who were surprised.

The high-level members of Ling Chen's Martial Arts Hall were also very surprised, especially those who had witnessed the old man rushing through the pass before.

In the past, the old man rushed to the level, and the more he went to the back, the more terrifying and terrifying the power of the natural calamity became.

But now, the hellish sudden weakening naturally makes countless people unbelievable.

But at this time, Zhou Yan patted his chest, feeling a lot more relieved.

It seems that his own judgment is of great help to this old man who is not serious.

You must know that Zhou Yan pressed a full hundred taels of gold to bet on his success.

However, Rao is like this, Zhou Yan still can't forget whether the old man can succeed. It was precisely because he was not completely sure that he only pressed one hundred taels of gold and did not dare to press it all.

If he forgot that the old man still failed, Zhou Yan would definitely be so heartbroken that he vomited blood.

Losing a hundred taels of gold, for Zhou Yan today, it is really a pain like splitting flesh and blood!

Time is slowly passing bit by bit.

Soon it was noon.

Impacting the ninth level of martial artists and withstanding the test of nature is not a matter of time and a half, it will take at least three days or more.

Everyone looked intently at the old man, observing how he used clever means to resist the sword-like wind and fight against the small calamity.

This is a valuable wealth of experience, and if they have such a day in the future, they will definitely benefit a lot.

Soon, there were handymen in the martial arts hall who delivered the fragrant meals to the high-level and the disciples to eat.

Of course, registered disciples like Zhou Yan and them can only eat free ordinary rice and vegetables.

Good meals, and even the high bone broth of the Alien Beast Essence Meat that is very helpful for the cultivation of martial artists, are only supplied to the outer hall, inner hall, and core disciples, and if a registered disciple like Zhou Yan wants to get the same treatment, he will have to pay extra money.

For this, Ling Chen Wutang is very realistic.

It should be said that the royal family of the Li Kingdom is very realistic, Ling Chen Wutang is directly under the command of the royal family, and those who have no potential are not worthy of the royal family's capital.

Originally, Zhou Yan wanted to spend extra money and order a good refined meat and bone broth to replenish blood and qi. But thinking of spending a hundred taels of gold to gamble, I don't know if I can get it back, so I put up with it for the time being, and I still eat free ordinary meals as before.

With the passage of time, the subsequent wind has become more and more turbulent and gradually climbs upward.

Zhou Yan didn't have any idea whether the old man could succeed.

With apprehension, he finally entered the night.

None of the disciples and all the high-level leaders of Ling Chen's martial arts hall left.

The old man has to storm the level and endure a small calamity, which will last for at least three days.

In other words, within these three days, Zhou Yan and they could not leave the same place.

Fortunately, before coming to Wutang in the morning, I left some broken silver for my mother and relatives.

In the past three days, it is not a problem for them to eat, and Zhou Yan does not have to worry too much.

The mother and the others also knew that Zhou Yan had gone to Wutang, so even if they didn't go back for three days, they wouldn't be too worried.

People who practice martial arts are like this, sometimes they go out once, and they may not come back once in ten days and a half months.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that the wind that had raged for a day finally slowly dispersed.

But soon, the night was pierced, and the air was scorching, and there was a high temperature spreading around.

I saw that in the center of the ancient rooftop, the ground suddenly turned red, wriggling like magma, and then a raging fire rushed out from the center of the earth, spinning and growing.

The rotating high-temperature flames immediately swallowed the old man sitting on the rooftop like an old monk.

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart for a while.

The second calamity is the earth and fire tribulation.

To survive the earthfire tribulation is to survive the landmine tribulation.

The ninefold rush of the martial artist will not be able to rain down the heavenly thunder tribulation.

At most, it is the residual thunder underground, affected by the power of nature, and wantonly forgetting the old man.

Finally, it's the third day.

A faint bloodshot appeared in Zhou Yan's eyes, in the past three days, he hadn't rested for a while and a half, and he had been staring at the old man all the time, for fear that he would be defeated.

There is no way, after pressing a hundred taels of gold, Zhou Yan is so short of money now, it is difficult to care whether he wants to or not.

After experiencing the two tribulations of earth wind and earth fire, the old man on the rooftop who was constantly suffering from the residual thunder surging from the ground, his silver hair was upside down, and his whole body was black and black, as if he was sticking to pieces of ashes.

Moreover, his body trembled violently from time to time, but he quickly protected himself with the vitality of a martial artist and stayed still.

It was a normal human reaction caused by a series of landmines striking him.

On the third day of this crucial day, everyone's eyes were wide open, eager to know if the old man could survive it.

At this moment, the faces of every high-level member of Ling Chen Martial Hall were already full of shocked shock.

In the past, the old man had rushed through the pass nine times, and he didn't even survive the ground fire, so he was saved by them.

But this time, the old man unbelievably persevered to the last disaster.

This is the first time.

Could it be that forgetting the sincerity of the old man, the golden stone is open, can be inconceivably miraculous in the tenth success?

In the cultivation world of the Li Kingdom, this is unprecedented.

No one has ever been able to successfully break through the level after three defeats.

However, all the high-level officials were puzzled, feeling that the calamity endured by the old man this time was far less intense and ferocious than the previous nine times.

At this moment, the most nervous and excited person is Zhou Yan, and even he silently cheers for the old man in his heart.

Hold on!

Hold on!

Don't let me waste a hundred taels of gold!

If the old man can successfully break through, Zhou Yan will be able to get a thousand taels of gold.

Oh my!

Thinking of this possibility, those beautiful and moving, glittering golden ticket luster, Zhou Yan was already crazy with unproductive happiness.

Time passed slowly, and soon, it was already the last moment.

After another pillar of incense, forgetting the old man may be able to create miracles.

Become an unprecedented, even after more than three failures, you can still succeed in the level.

However, if it fails, it will be a failure.

At this moment, Zhou Yan was more nervous than anyone else, he clenched his fingers, and almost jumped up and shouted: "Old and unserious, for my 1,000 taels of gold tickets, you have to fight for me." Otherwise, you dare to have the eleventh rush, and then see how I kill you. ”